CHAPTER 168: A STONE’S THREE BIRDS REVENGE PLAN

Zhou Dafu’s calves were still trembling as he ran back to Cave 6. He mercilessly beat Zhou Dasheng, yelling, "You blockhead! I told you to take our men and hole up over there! Who told you to mess with that chicken? Now look at all these people! How are we going to fit into this tiny cave?"

Zhou Dasheng knew his big brother was just taking his frustrations out on him, so he dared only mutter softly, "Didn’t I just see a fat chicken running around? I thought with so many of us, catching one chicken would be as easy as pie."

Zhou Dafu always felt he never performed well in arguments, which left him restless for revenge. "So tell me, what are we supposed to do now!"

"We could tell Brother Da Heng and ask him to help us take revenge."

Zhou Dafu knocked Zhou Dasheng on the head. "You blockhead! Do you think Brother Da Heng is a weapon we can just use, ready to stand up for us? Sure, if we’d brought him the fat chicken, he might have sought revenge for us. But since we have nothing to offer, do you take him for a fool? Not to mention we lost the gun! We’re going to get chewed out for this."

Zhou Dasheng’s eyes darted around. "Brother Da Fu, didn’t Brother Da Heng raise two precious snakes?"

"Two Five-step Snakes! Oh my goodness! I’ve heard one bite and you can’t walk more than five steps—you have to hop! That venom... TSK TSK." Zhou Dafu showed a fearful expression.

"Bro, we’ve lost the gun. We can’t go in all guns blazing anymore, but there are other ways."

Zhou Dasheng’s eyes gleamed like a rat’s. "Brother Da Heng is in Cave 4, right? We’ll steal the snakes, and I’ll scout out the perfect spot to drop them where they sleep. We’ll poison as many as we can! If something happens, it’ll be Brother Da Heng’s problem. After all, it would be *his* snakes that bit people, right?"

"You blockhead! Chickens eat snakes, especially a fierce fat chicken like that one! It wouldn’t be afraid of snakes at all! I bet the chicken would eat the snake the moment you released it!" Zhou Dafu looked scornful. "It’s one thing to lack knowledge, but you can’t lack common sense! Even I know that!"

Zhou Dasheng grinned. "Brother, that’s exactly the effect we want! Think about it: if the snake bites a few people before being eaten by the chicken, wouldn’t that be perfect revenge for you? Brother Da Heng would have to take responsibility, and we’d effectively have his two guns on our side."

"And if the snake doesn’t bite anyone and gets eaten first, then we’ll just make sure to be over there, ’settling in to sleep,’ just in time to ’happen to’ witness Brother Da Heng’s Ai She getting killed by the chicken. Don’t you think Brother Da Heng would be furious enough to seek revenge for us then?"

Zhou Dafu’s eyes brightened. He patted Zhou Dasheng with satisfaction. "Your plan is good, very good indeed! It’s killing three birds with one stone. No matter the outcome, it will make Brother Da Heng and that group enemies, inadvertently avenging us! Then we’ll share a common enemy and face them together!"

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The fat chicken, unaware it was being schemed against, was devouring the red earthworms brought into the cave, driven by its compulsion: it could not allow any food to remain in its sight.

Cave 5 had an exit at both ends. Jing Shu’s family happened to choose a corner near the wall, while the other residents from their community each found their own places to sleep or sat chatting.

Some who had taken a look around the other caves came back saying:

"We’re enjoying special treatment staying here; it’s so spacious. Look at those in the next cave—they’re packed so tight they can’t even stretch their legs. It’s worse than the hard seats on a train."

"Exactly. I heard someone say that one of us has connections. Officer Li from the Second Team made the arrangements for us directly."

Everyone then unanimously looked toward the villa family, concluding it must have been them. The more time they spent together, the more enigmatic the villa family seemed.

"Do you remember the photos Xiao Shu posted before, of that Zhou what’s-his-name? Zhou Shengmei, he died a horrible death. At the time, I was wondering what had happened to him to make him die so miserably. Now I know—it was the chicken." As they spoke, they pulled out the old photo for comparison, and everyone’s faces paled again.

It’s terrifying! They kill without mercy, without a second thought.

At this time, everyone just sat to the side and watched the villa family get settled, envious but no longer daring to harbor any ill intentions.

The villa family had guns, weapons, and chickens that could kill. They also had connections with police officers, members who worked at an animal husbandry farm, some who were visiting specialists, and even someone employed by the Agricultural Department. It could be said that the villa family were now the wealthy landlords of this area, while they themselves were the poor.

The villa family had brought an incredibly comprehensive set of supplies, and everything was packed meticulously. They truly valued cleanliness.

The cave was dim, so Mr. Jing set up a flashlight. Mrs. Jing was in charge of cleaning their designated area spotlessly, and Jinglai wiped down the walls with a cloth.

Mr. Jing was responsible for clearing the puddles on the cave floor, and the fat chicken took care of eating all the red earthworms.

Jing Shu used plastic sheeting, already cut to size, and wooden planks to construct a large canopy-like shelter, protecting them from occasional drips.

This shelter covered the area that belonged to Jing Shu’s family, taking up about one-sixth of the entire cave, approximately forty square meters.

Wooden planks were laid in the corner, and inflated moisture-proof mats were placed on top. Finally, several pop-up tents were arranged in a row, forming their ’sleeping quarters.’

The most enviable part was that Jing Shu also brought out thick sleeping bags from the car and laid them in the tents, making everyone else extremely jealous.

Just look at the life they were living! When they came out to take refuge, they had brought everything they could possibly need. They slept in soft, warm tents, while others only brought clothes; even if they brought blankets, they were damp.

After Jinglai had cleaned everything, he began to spray Wind Oil Essence around. Soon, the entire cave was filled with the pleasant scent of Wind Oil Essence.

Jing Shu placed the fat chicken’s coop next to the tents. In another corner, she set up a portable toilet, partially screening it off with a doorframe to create a makeshift bathroom.

The BYD car was parked to one side, its trunk facing the tents, which blocked some of the view. Additional wooden planks were set up to obscure even more, much to the regret of the neighbors. They wanted to take a longer look at such a living setup; it was truly something to be envious of.

Jing Shu then took out a collapsible table from the trunk, which unfolded into a sizable square table, naturally accompanied by six folding stools. Cooking utensils and a stove were arranged to create a miniature dining area. They even ran a power cable from the car to charge mobile phones and operate low-wattage appliances.

Finally, an inflatable boat was inflated and placed in the center, primarily for a sense of security, but also to serve as a sofa in their resting area.

Once everything was set up, Jing Shu used a car-powered hairdryer to dry their living area. The cave was still quite damp. She hated having water everywhere and would willingly blow-dry the area twice a day to combat it.

Just as the community members were feeling disappointed at not being able to see what the villa family was doing, a commotion started in Cave 4 next door, attracting the attention of the idle onlookers.

"Wow, go look at the next cave! They’ve set up a three-section trailer-style RV—it’s as impressive as a train!"

"What’s a trailer-style RV?"

"Go and see for yourself! They’re setting up camp! I heard they’ve brought a lot of stuff too!"