Chapter 171 Being used
How could Zhang Long admit that he was playing tricks on Qi Tongwei? It was simply impossible.
Qi Tongwei's eyes widened in anger, and he pointed at Zhang Long's nose and cursed: "Zhang Long, stop quibbling! You have had evil intentions from the beginning and pushed me into the fire pit."
Zhang Long's face turned gloomy and he retorted: "Qi Tongwei, don't slander me. Everything I do is for justice!"
"Justice? You call this justice? You are just a cowardly bastard. You don't dare to confront Fang Dahai head-on, so you want to use me!"
Qi Tongwei became more and more excited as he spoke, and he walked up to Zhang Long and grabbed him by the collar.
Zhang Long was not to be outdone. He pushed Qi Tongwei's hand away and shouted, "Let me go! I didn't use you. You were the one who wanted to get involved."
The two refused to give in to each other and their emotions became increasingly out of control.
Qi Tongwei could no longer suppress his anger and punched Zhang Long.
Zhang Long dodged sideways and punched back.
For a moment, the two men wrestled together. They rolled on the ground, punching and kicking, each trying to give the other a fatal blow.
Qi Tongwei beat him and cursed: "You sinister fellow, today I will show you your true colors!"
Zhang Long also shouted without showing any weakness: "Qi Tongwei, don't think you are so noble, you are still fooled by me!"
The sound of their fighting attracted the attention of people around them, but no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.
Qi Tongwei pressed Zhang Long to the ground and punched him hard several times.
Zhang Long's face suddenly turned blue and purple, but he still struggled desperately, trying to counter Qi Tongwei.
Just when the two were fighting hard, Zhang Long suddenly touched a stone and smashed it on Qi Tongwei's head without hesitation.
Qi Tongwei was unable to dodge and a cut was made on his forehead, with blood flowing out.
This made Qi Tongwei even more angry. He used all his strength to subdue Zhang Long again, then pressed his knee against his chest and shouted, "Zhang Long, you can't get away today!"
Zhang Long was panting heavily, with a hint of fear in his eyes, but he still said stubbornly: "If you have the guts, beat me to death!"
Qi Tongwei raised his fist and was about to bring it down again when a voice came over: "Stop it!"
The person who came was an old farmer carrying a hoe.
It seemed that he was very angry because the place where Qi Tongwei and Zhang Long fought was the rice planted by their family.
After struggling back and forth, both of them were covered in mud, and the rice was messed up.
"What are you two bastards doing fighting in my field? Pay me back, hurry up and pay me back. My one acre of rice is worth 80 yuan, hurry up and pay me back."
The old farmer looked at the ruined rice fields, his eyes instantly turned red, and he said in a trembling voice: "I worked so hard to grow rice, and I rely on this harvest to make a living.
I get up early and work late, and I am so tired that I can't even straighten my back, and you guys are fighting here, destroying all my hard work!"
As he spoke, tears rolled down his wrinkled cheeks.
Qi Tongwei looked at the old farmer's grief and felt guilty. He said quickly, "Uncle, I'm sorry. It's our fault. We will compensate for the loss."
Zhang Long said sarcastically, "Humph, it's just some rice, how much is it worth? Why are you making such a fuss about it?"
Qi Tongwei got angry again when he heard this, and pointed at Zhang Long and cursed: "Do you have any conscience? This is my livelihood, are you talking like a human being?"
Zhang Long was not to be outdone: "Qi Tongwei, stop pretending to be a good guy. You just beat him up."
The two began to argue again and soon started fighting again.
The old farmer was anxious and angry, and shouted, "Stop hitting them, stop hitting them!" But the two men didn't listen at all.
In the chaos, the old farmer picked up a hoe and smashed it on Zhang Long's head.
With a loud bang, Zhang Long's head was hit and blood started flowing. He fell to the ground with a scream.
Seeing this, Qi Tongwei quickly stopped and ran over to check Zhang Long's injuries.
The old farmer was also frightened by his own actions, and the hoe in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Qi Tongwei glared at the old farmer angrily: "Uncle, what are you doing?"
The old farmer said tremblingly, "I... I am really angry, they destroyed all my rice..." Then he started crying again.
Qi Tongwei sighed helplessly, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out all the cash inside, handed it to the old farmer and said, "Uncle, this is the money to compensate you for the rice. I'm so sorry."
The old farmer took the money, his hands still shaking, muttering: "What should I do, what should I do..."
Qi Tongwei helped Zhang Long up and prepared to take him to the hospital.
Zhang Long was already somewhat confused at this time, and was still cursing.
"Okay, Zhang Long, I won't call you Captain Zhang anymore. It seems we need to investigate something else instead of fighting here.
Look, we have ruined the old farmer's land like this, what do you think we should do?"
"What else can I do? Isn't this fair? He broke my head, and I didn't ask him to pay for it."
"Well, let's just leave it at that. Don't talk about it anymore."
Qi Tongwei shook his head helplessly, feeling like his head was about to explode. This journey was difficult and really painful.
Qi Tongwei and Zhang Long took the injured Zhang Long away from the rice field.
The old farmer looked at their receding backs, holding tightly in his hand the money that Qi Tongwei had compensated him, his heart filled with guilt and unwillingness.
The next day, Qi Tongwei and Zhang Long came to the rice field again to continue investigating the case.
The old farmer saw them, hesitated for a moment, and walked forward.
"Young man, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday." The old farmer said with his head down.
Qi Tongwei waved his hands quickly: "Uncle, don't say that, it's our fault."
The old farmer raised his head and looked at Qi Tongwei with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Young man, my daughter is pretty and hardworking. How about I marry her to you as compensation?"
Qi Tongwei quickly refused: "Sir, no, no, we can't do this."
Zhang Long, who was standing by, heard this and immediately came over: "Uncle, then promise your daughter to me!"
The old farmer looked Zhang Long up and down and said with disdain: "You? Not only are you ugly, but you're also so old. Don't be a toad wanting to eat swan meat or an old cow wanting to eat young grass!"
When Qi Tongwei heard this, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.
Zhang Long's face instantly turned red, and he said angrily: "How can you talk like that, old man!"
Qi Tongwei quickly grabbed Zhang Long and said, "Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive."
The old farmer snorted, turned and walked away, muttering as he walked: "You are a guy who doesn't know his own limits."