Official Son-in-Law and the Beautiful Lady Fragrance

Since Brother Zhang Hongyang already said so, Xie Peng had no choice but to back the car down the narrow path.

Although the path was narrow, the Mercedes S600 had backup assistance, so it wasn't too much of a problem; it just reversed a bit slowly.

As Xie Peng was backing up, he felt uneasy and worriedly said, "Brother Yang, this bastard has come onto Shadong County's turf. What's going on?"

Zhang Hongyang replied irritably, "If you ask me, who should I ask? How should I know what madness he's up to?"

"Could it be the issue with Zhao Yan has traced back to us?"

"Ah?" Zhang Hongyang's neck stiffened, startled, but he quickly said, "How is that possible? No matter his power, he can't find out, right?"

"But what if?"

Xie Peng was a cautious person, indeed wavering with worry.

"There's no 'what if'..." Zhang Hongyang shouted, but then quickly realized and said, "If it really is the case, everything is your doing, it has nothing to do with me. You'll have to shoulder this burden."

"Ah? Brother Yang, I..." As Xie Peng was backing up, he turned his head, almost in tears.

"Why are you crying? If you don't take the fall, we both are done for! If you take the fall, I have a chance to save you, understand?"

Zhang Hongyang's face was dark, his voice low and particularly intimidating.

Xie Peng faltered, accepting his fate, nodded in acknowledgment.

At this point, he backed the car onto the narrow path, and Liu Zhizhong was also following closely in reverse.

Xie Peng wanted to stop, but Liu Zhizhong kept pushing backward.

Xie Peng had to honk the horn to alert Liu Zhizhong that it was enough.

But Liu Zhizhong kept backing up.

As they were about to collide, Xie Peng had no choice but to curse at the lunatic while reversing further.

Just like that, backward they went, again and again, until Xie Peng felt like he was about to collapse.

Finally, Xie Peng reversed Zhang Hongyang's car over a kilometer down the narrow path.

That's when they reached a small riverside, and there was no road left.

Xie Peng had to stop, otherwise, they'd back right into the river.

Liu Zhizhong was pressing so tightly that when they stopped, the rear of his car was less than 20 centimeters from the front of Zhang Hongyang's car, scaring Xie Peng into frantically honking!

The small riverside had no houses around.

By the river, there was a household, but the house was dilapidated.

Indeed, people from the countryside moved to the county, those in the county favored the city, and the wealthy from the city liked to go to the provincial city.

The rich in the provincial city either move to Beijing or first-tier cities, or some of them directly migrated...

Human migration, seeking benefit and avoiding harm, moving from lower levels to higher ones, step by step, is quite normal.

At this moment by the small river, the countryside was extraordinarily quiet, almost like a wilderness.

Both sides of the small river were overgrown with reeds and aquatic plants, not even fishermen in sight. There were some fishing spots, which had evidently been fished before.

Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's the season for catching big carp in such small wild rivers. It won't be long before this kind of small stream will be overfished. To have a good catch, you have to wait until next year.

Nowadays, communication is so advanced, wherever there's a catch, the next day the place is crowded, and in a few days, it'll be overfished. Even, if you caught a lot that day, by evening, the locals will come with their electric batteries and nets, and by the next day, there's nothing left to fish...

Liu Zhizhong, as a Fishing Man, knew this pattern. Any unfamiliar waters with few fishermen by the water's edge haven't yielded much fish.

But today, right by this small river, Liu Zhizhong caught a big fish, ha-ha...