Divine Doctor from the Start of the Eye Mutation

Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, Wang Changhe's expression became incredibly complex.

He had never expected Ling Zhenfei's insight to be so sharp that he instantly recognized the police and guns as fake!

"How would I know? Humph, you idiots really think everyone is as stupid as you?"

Ling Zhenfei snorted coldly, too lazy to waste more words on this fool. He stepped forward quickly, snatched the fake gun, and dismantled it in an instant.

Then, without waiting for the fake cop to react, he grabbed his wrist and shouted fiercely, "Speak up, who sent you to impersonate a police officer and arrest people? What is your purpose?"

"Ow, let go! Quick, let go, my hand is about to break!" The fake cop was just a thug, unable to endure the pain.

Suddenly grimacing, he pointed at Wang Changhe and yelled, "It's him! The village head! Wang Changhe made me do it!

He said his son didn't get Widow Zhou yesterday and even got his lineage cut. He wants revenge today, going after Widow Zhou first, and then killing you too!"

This...

The fake cop's confession was like a thunderbolt from the blue, shocking the villagers present, leaving them speechless and casting angry glances at Wang Changhe.

Wang Changhe had acquired his position as village head through illegitimate means. The Wang father and son often bullied the neighborhood, and the villagers had long been dissatisfied with them. Now, hearing that he dared to plot such a scheme, how could they not be furious?

"You, you… Liu San, you're spouting nonsense…."

Although Wang Changhe had intended to harm Ling Zhenfei and Zhou Yun, he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot. Unable to clear his name, he stubbornly denied everything: "Liu San is a thug, don't listen to his nonsense; he just wanted to harm Sister-in-law Zhou himself, it has nothing to do with me, really nothing to do with me…"

Though he was denying it verbally, Wang Changhe knew that nobody believed him. He didn't dare stay any longer and quickly fled with his tail between his legs.

Seeing Wang Changhe fleeing, Liu San and Ma Ergou were like rats crossing the street, too frightened to even lift their heads, and scurried away amid the villagers' cursing.

After learning the truth, the villagers all comforted Zhou Yun, advising her to be watchful of these scoundrels in the village.

Of course, the first to guard against was Village Head Wang Changhe's retaliation.

The villagers' reminder also inevitably sounded an alarm in Ling Zhenfei's mind.

He knew that Wang Changhe was vindictive and would not let the matter rest since Ling Zhenfei had crippled his son, Wang Quan.

Although this frame-up had failed, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't come up with other schemes to harm them in the future. It would be best to take action first and eliminate this menace!

However, having just driven Wang Changhe away, Ling Zhenfei was not worried that he would dare to openly cause trouble for his sister-in-law again.

The most urgent priority was to make a quick trip to the city and earn the money He Lingxiu needed to pay off her debts.

Thus, after giving his sister-in-law a few instructions and finishing his meal, Ling Zhenfei left home once again.

Exiting the village, a county road led to the city. There were no buses in the village, so a few van owners used their vans as shuttle buses, carrying a considerable number of passengers each day.

As Ling Zhenfei just boarded a van headed for the city, he saw two figures emerge from the cornfield by the road—it was Wang Changhe and his son Wang Quan.

"Dad, Ling Zhenfei has gone to the city, let's go back now and kill that Widow Zhou!"

Having suffered a great loss at the hands of Ling Zhenfei, Wang Quan endured pain throughout the previous night, his hatred for Ling Zhenfei etching deep into his bones. Now, seeing Ling Zhenfei had left, he fiercely said to his father.

Smack!

But as soon as he finished speaking, his face received a solid slap from Wang Changhe.

Wang Changhe, looking disappointedly at his useless son, shouted angrily, "What are you doing? You incompetent fool, your thing is already useless, so what are you trying to do?

Besides, we just caused a scene at Widow Zhou's place, and that kid exposed us. If we go now, not to mention Widow Zhou being on guard, we wouldn't even get past the villagers!"

Wang Quan, holding his slapped face, looked aggrieved but was clearly unwilling to give up. "Dad, are we just going to let it go? I can't swallow this humiliation!"

"Hmph, if you can't swallow it, I certainly can't swallow it!"

Wang Changhe stared hatefully in the direction where the van had disappeared, his eyes spewing venomous flames. "A gentleman takes his revenge ten years later if necessary. We will temporarily hold this breath. Once we find the opportunity, I will make this kid beg for life but be unable to live, and beg for death but be unable to die!"

Ling Zhenfei got into the van and arrived at Binyang City about ten minutes later.

Having spent several years in Binyang, he was extremely familiar with the city. He could recount every street and alley, and even every nook and cranny, with his eyes closed.

Of course, he knew well where the gambling spots were.

These gambling spots were different from the professional casinos where fortunes are gambled and not quite similar to entertainment-based card rooms either.

They were a sort of hybrid between casinos and card rooms, temporarily organized by a small group of people.

The location of these spots was also somewhat random and could be set up in various entertainment clubs, hotels, or even deserted temples in the wild.

During his college days, Ling Zhenfei often worked part-time in some of these mobile gambling spots, running errands and earning some money by serving tea and water. He was very familiar with venues that often hosted these gambling spots.

The visitors to these gambling spots were neither professional gamblers nor small business owners from various industries within the city.

Though not exceedingly wealthy, these people were natural gamblers. They could handle their game well, where losing or winning hundreds of thousands or even millions overnight was not considered extraordinary.

Ling Zhenfei hailed a taxi and went directly to a small hotel named Fulezhi.

The hotel didn't look very large or stylish from the outside, but Ling Zhenfei knew the hotel's owner had powerful connections, and it attracted people to gamble there daily.

Today, aiming to quickly make a hundred and ten thousand, it seemed this place was his only option!

The entry requirements for the gambling spot weren't high; having at least two thousand yuan was enough, and Ling Zhenfei happened to have a few thousand yuan on him.

Ling Zhenfei showed his money to an old man guarding the hotel entrance, and upon obtaining permission, he proceeded to the second-floor main hall.

Good gracious, it wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning yet, and various gambling games were already in full swing.

Although Ling Zhenfei had a few thousand yuan, which seemed substantial, it was only enough for a game or two in this kind of gambling spot.

He had to wait for the right moment to make his move!

Amid the bustling gambling spot, Ling Zhenfei was in no rush to start gambling. Instead, after closely observing for a while, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he walked over to a lively gaming table.