Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Are you collecting Chinese herbal medicines?"

The woman walked gracefully, like a fairy descending to earth, and came close to the three people.

A faint fragrance permeated the heart, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, making Yang Zhihao and Yang Zhijun's hearts beat fast, their faces flushed, and they were at a loss for a moment.

After all, he has been traveling around for many years and has seen all kinds of people. Although Yang Baihua felt a little surprised, he was not really amazed.

"Miss, we came here specifically to buy herbs. I wonder if you still have any in stock? Don't worry, the price will definitely satisfy you."

Yang Baihua stretched out his leg and kicked Yang Zhihao lightly, then smiled and pretended to be extremely enthusiastic as he walked up to the girl and started a conversation.

For some reason, the six people who had been following them before did not come over this time, but stayed far behind and did not interrupt their conversation.

This made him a little puzzled.

However, since someone came up to him and approached him, he certainly wouldn't let go of the opportunity.

Since I'm here now, if I don't receive even a few herbs, I'll be laughed at when I go back.

"Hehehe, what girl? My last name is Han, and everyone in the village calls me Widow Han. I'm already 32 this year!" The woman pursed her lips and laughed involuntarily.

widow?

Yang Zhihao's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling suddenly arose.

He hurriedly stepped forward, trying his best to look handsome. "Sister Han, I'm Yang Zhihao. My family has been in the Chinese herbal medicine business for many years. We're honest and trustworthy. You can rest assured about the prices."

Seeing his nephew like this, Yang Baihua cursed inwardly, but he couldn't say anything in front of outsiders.

Widow Han raised her eyebrows and smiled, as if she was emitting endless charm. "Brother Yang, is this true? You must not lie to me. I am the only girl in my family, and I am very timid."

"Puff, puff..."

At this moment, Yang Zhihao felt like his heart was about to jump out. If it weren't for his second uncle and younger brother beside him, he really didn't know what he would do.

As for the six people who were staying in the distance, he completely forgot about them.

"Honeysuckle is 10.5 yuan/kg, and bupleurum is 7.5 yuan/kg. What do you think? This price should be quite fair, right?" Yang Zhihao couldn't wait to quote his price.

Upon hearing the price, Widow Han had no time to react. Instead, Yang Baihua beside her became furious and wished he could kick his nephew away.

He was about to speak when he saw Widow Han immediately look very happy and exclaimed, "Really? Thank you so much, Brother Yang. Please come in and talk in my yard."

After saying that, she actually took Yang Zhihao's sleeve and walked towards the yard. Yang Zhihao followed behind involuntarily, his eyes fixed on her back and the curves of her buttocks.

"Alas, what a misfortune for our family!" Yang Baihua shook his head helplessly, then once again looked at Zhao Wenhao and others in the distance, "Zhijun, you keep an eye on the outside of the yard. If anything happens, just shout and I'll go in and take a look."

"I……"

Yang Zhijun was unwilling to accept this, but he was helpless. He could only watch his elder brother and Widow Han, who had already entered the yard, disappear through the gate.

"Let's go, follow."

Watching two of them walk into Widow Han's yard, Zhao Wenhao let out a low growl and slowly walked towards this side.

Yang Zhijun also saw the situation here.

He wanted to shout, but he saw that Zhao Wenhao and others did not make any unnecessary movements. They just stood on the side of the road not far from him and did not make any other movements.

His heart gradually became nervous, but he didn't dare to step forward to question.

Thus, a relatively peaceful scene was formed here. However, this scene seemed so strange that it gave people a chilling feeling.

Other passers-by may not have much feeling about it, but Yang Zhijun has a deep understanding of it.

"Ah, help! Someone is being a hooligan!"

Just as he was silently praying in his heart that his second uncle and eldest brother would come out quickly, a scream suddenly rang out from the yard.

The voice was sharp and seemed very panicked.

Yang Zhijun was startled, and immediately thought of the indescribable scene inside the courtyard gate. Especially that widow Han, it seemed...

Just as he was still daydreaming and hesitating whether to go in and take a look, a woman in a pink dress suddenly rushed out of the gate and shouted loudly at the gate.

"Help! Someone is being a hooligan!"

"Ah?" Yang Zhijun was a little at a loss.

At this moment, Yang Baihua and Yang Zhihao also rushed out of the yard in panic.

At this time, Zhao Wenhao and others also took action.

"Who? How dare you molest a decent woman in broad daylight? This is simply outrageous to both humans and gods!"

Zhao Wenhao was in high spirits and blurted out a line that he had memorized long ago.

"It's unfair, we are wronged." Yang Zhihao complained loudly, but unfortunately no one paid attention to them, including his own brother Yang Zhijun, who looked at him strangely.

"It was him. He was the one who touched my butt in the yard just now." Widow Han seemed to have seen her backer, and tears immediately fell like rain.

Yang Zhihao's face flushed red. He had just followed Widow Han and looked at her round and plump buttocks. He had an urge to reach out and try what it felt like.

But after all, it was just a thought and a fantasy in my mind. I never really did it. How could I be wrongly accused of being a hooligan?

"It's not me, I didn't do it, I really didn't, I was wronged!"

Yang Zhihao shouted again.

"Alright, you outsiders, you actually dare to bully us in Hengtang Town! Brothers, let's beat them."

Zhao Wenhao waved his hand and winked at the other five people.

Before this, he had made it clear that even if they did, they shouldn't kill them, but just teach them a lesson. He was really worried that something else might happen.

"Everyone, stop it. We can talk it out."

If Yang Baihua still didn't realize that he was being set up until this point, then all his life experiences over the years would have been in vain.

"beat!"

"Crackling..."

"Ouch, don't hit me in the face!"

"Oh my god, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't do it."

"Stop, stop now, brothers, let's talk it over! Just tell us what you need us to do, we won't dare to disobey!"

……

"stop!"

A minute later, Zhao Wenhao saw that the time was almost right and quickly stopped everyone's actions.

Fortunately, instructions had been given in advance, so although Yang Baihua and others had bruises and swollen eyes, they only had some minor injuries and were not seriously injured.

"Tell me, where are you from? Why are you here acting like a hooligans?"

Zhao Wenhao remained righteous and dignified, and at the same time waited for the three opponents with an angry look.

Brother Yang Zhihao lowered his head and dared not speak. They were really scared.

Yang Baihua smiled bitterly, but in his heart he wished he could tear Zhao Wenhao into pieces on the spot.