The hunter's leisurely life begins with marrying a female educated youth.

"Honey, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be back in an hour."

At this moment, Zhang Yun stood up.

Han Xuemei assumed that Zhang Yun wanted to go out and clear his head because of Zhang Yanhong's marriage, so she didn't try to dissuade him.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Han Xuemei smiled.

"I haven't been back for three days. After you take a bath, I need to check on your health."

Zhang Yun had just taken a step when he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Han Xuemei with a smile.

Han Xuemei blushed instantly, of course she understood the meaning behind Zhang Yun's words.

"Not serious..."

Although the two were already very familiar with each other's bodies, the honeymoon period for the young husband and his new wife was not yet over, and Han Xuemei was also looking forward to it.

Zhang Yun smiled smugly before going to Su Menling's side and then leaping up.

Soon, the serow ran out.

Zhang Yun didn't go out that night to relax; he went to Qushui Commune to hear reports from the two mice and the parrot, and to get them to tell him about their surveillance of Duan Hongbing.

In just 5 minutes, Zhang Yun rode his Sumatran antelope to Qushui Commune, then turned east and west until he arrived at the back of Duan Hongbing's house.

Two mice ran out of the house, and the parrot landed directly on the head of the serow.

"Tell me, have you discovered anything while you've been monitoring Duan Hongbing these past few days?"

Zhang Yun said with a smile.

The two mice waved their paws and squeaked.

The parrot was even more intelligent; it spoke human language directly.

“He often used the pretext of handling cases to go to the nearby woods, where he would fight with a woman.”

This is the most useful message the parrot provides.

Of course, Zhang Yun also gleaned a useful piece of information from the rats' sounds: there was a box hidden in the wall behind the wardrobe in Duan Hongbing's room, filled with money.

"Duan Hongbing's ass is indeed dirty."

"The money was hidden in such a secret place; it seems it was obtained illicitly."

"He also frequently went into the woods with a woman..."

Zhang Yun clicked his tongue, already plotting how to kill Duan Hongbing.

“Parrot, next time Duan Hongbing makes an appointment with that woman, you must fly back to Jiuwan Village and tell me.”

At this moment, Zhang Yun gave an order.

As for the money Duan Hongbing hid, Zhang Yun had no interest in it and didn't plan to steal it this time.

This is evidence of Duan Hongbing accepting bribes, so it should naturally be handed over to the police station.

The day Zhang Yun decides to kill Duan Hongbing will be the day he and that woman go into the grove again. At that time, Zhang Yun will mobilize his connections.

Zhang Yun had already booked the scene of catching his wife cheating on the spot.

"Go back and continue to monitor Duan Hongbing."

Zhang Yun issued the order.

The parrot immediately flew up and landed on Duan Hongbing's roof, where it lay down.

The two mice ran back to Duan Hongbing's room. They had already made a hole in a corner of the wall, crawled inside, and lay quietly.

Zhang Yun then captured the Sumen Antelope and teleported back to the back mountain of his residence.

"And there are rats watching Zhang Boshu's family..."

"Tonight I'm going to pamper my wife and then I won't go to the village. I'll have plenty of time to get revenge on Zhang Boshu's family."

After emerging from the basement, Zhang Yun calmly considered the situation and decided to return to the house immediately.

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In the heart of Yancheng city, at Ouyang Fei's manor.

After three days of rest, Ouyang Fei's foot injury has improved considerably, but he still cannot stand up and is currently sitting on a tiger-skin chair.

Feng Yingjie, along with his six subordinates responsible for the other five counties and one district, stood at the lower end.

"Old Feng, are you ready for the auction of Xiangyang Ranch in Fengshan County?"

At this moment, Ouyang Fei calmly inquired.

Of the six counties and one district in Yancheng City, only the ranches in Fengshan County remain unconquered. Ouyang Feizhi aims to seize all the ranches in Yancheng City.

Therefore, Xiangyang Ranch must win the first battle in Fengshan County.

Feng Yingjie was well aware of his job. If he didn't do it well, he would definitely be abandoned by Ouyang Fei and would have no place to survive in Yancheng City.

"Boss, I've already written the application. I've also prepared my presentation for the auction at People's Square the day after tomorrow."

"Next, we'll work with Zhang Yun to submit a quote."

“Yesterday I went to see Director Ouyang, and he told me that as long as our offer is the same as Zhang Yun's, he is confident that he can hand over Xiangyang Ranch to us.”

Feng Yingjie reported with great confidence.

The Director Ouyang he mentioned is Ouyang Qingfeng, the director of the Fengshan County Agriculture Bureau, who is also Ouyang Fei's uncle.

Upon hearing these words, Ouyang Fei's expression softened.

The other six people burst out laughing as soon as they saw it.

"Congratulations, boss, on your successful start."

"Boss, we're about to take over Xiangyang Ranch, and then the livestock industry in Fengshan County will fall into your hands as well."

"The eldest brother's control over the entire livestock industry in Yancheng City is absolutely unprecedented and will never be repeated."

"The boss's ambition is about to succeed."

These county and district officials are all masters of flattery.

Ouyang Fei had been in a bad mood for the past few days because his leg was bitten by a wolf.

But now, listening to the flattery of his seven subordinates, a smile spread across his face, as if he had victory in his grasp.

“Okay, you and I will go to Fengshan County together the day after tomorrow. No matter what price Zhang Yun calls out, I will go with him.”

Ouyang Fei said calmly.

Over the years, Ouyang Fei has also made a lot of money through the 15 ranches he controls.

Secretly, Ouyang Fei was quite confident that he was likely the richest man in Yancheng City.

Therefore, Ouyang Fei has never been afraid of financial resources.

"Boss, I heard that Zhang Yun won the title of King of Soldiers in the militia competition this time."

"And the 15 wild boars we sold to Zhong Jingqiu didn't even beat Zhang Yun."

Suddenly, the person in charge of the ranch in Yanyang County spoke up to offer a reminder.

Ouyang Fei waved his hand and said calmly, "I know about this matter. Zhong Jingqiu specifically came to me and told me about it."

“Zhang Yun is indeed a skilled hunter, but he’s not qualified to compete with me for Xiangyang Ranch.”

“Zhang Yun comes from a remote rural area. He may have made a little money hunting, but he wants to bid against me. Is he going to risk his life to bid against me?”

"Besides, even if Zhang Yun wins the bid for Xiangyang Ranch, how will he maintain its operation given his social connections? How much money does he have to subsidize Xiangyang Ranch?"

“If Xiangyang Ranch continues to lose money, Zhang Yun will have no choice but to give up, and it will eventually fall into my hands.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Yingjie and his seven subordinates burst into laughter.

Indeed, Ouyang Fei, as the underground emperor of Yancheng City, possesses government background, social connections, and immense wealth, all of which Zhang Yun cannot match.

Ouyang Fei and his eight companions were full of confidence.