PNB Chapter 303: Punishing the Magistrate's Son
Chapter 303: Punishing the Magistrate's Son
While no one was looking, they quietly got busy in the room.
Fang Xiao carefully placed sharp animal traps on the ground near the door, cleverly concealing them with miscellaneous items. Lin Wan'er, meanwhile, nervously watched the window, constantly alert to any movement outside.
The night was as dark as ink, so deep that it made people feel oppressed.
Unable to suppress his wicked thoughts, the magistrate's son hurriedly led the head of the brokerage firm toward Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er's room.
"Hmph, tonight I will have my wish fulfilled."
The magistrate's son's face, twisted by desire, looked particularly ferocious in the moonlight.
The brokerage boss followed behind, bowing and scraping as he spoke.
"With you in charge, young master, we're sure to capture it easily."
Upon arriving at the door, the magistrate's son, without a second thought, kicked the door open and swaggered inside.
"Haha, my little beauty, this young master..."
Before he could finish his triumphant and arrogant words, a chilling "crack" was heard.
"Agh—" The magistrate's son let out a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered. The sound pierced the silent night sky, startling the birds in the nearby woods into fluttering flight.
His right foot was caught in a huge, sharp animal trap, its sharp teeth digging deep into his flesh. Blood gushed out like a spring, instantly staining the ground beneath his feet red.
"Young master, young master, how are you?"
The broker was so frightened by this sudden scene that his face turned pale. He stood frozen in place, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and his voice became shaky.
The magistrate's son was in so much pain that his face was contorted in agony, and his once handsome features were now incredibly ferocious and terrifying.
He clutched his injured right leg tightly with both hands, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead like broken beads, and he kept cursing.
"Damn it, what the hell is this thing! It hurts like hell! You bunch of useless trash, hurry up and save me!"
Just then, Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er calmly walked out of the inner room. Fang Xiaoxiao crossed her arms, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips.
"Hmph, I knew you shameless villains wouldn't let this go. How does it feel? This is the consequence you deserve for your many evil deeds!"
Lin Wan'er also straightened her chest, glared angrily at the county magistrate's son and the head of the brokerage firm, and said indignantly.
"You heartless bastards, did you think we women were easy to bully? Today you've finally gotten your comeuppance!"
The magistrate's son looked at his blood-soaked feet. The excruciating pain jolted him awake, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.
But despite his sobering up, his arrogance didn't diminish; in fact, it intensified.
He gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed out like a toad's, his bloodshot eyes glaring, and began to shout at the top of his lungs.
"Oh dear, you two audacious brats!"
I am the son of the dignified county magistrate!
How dare you defy the laws of nature and set such a vicious trap to harm me!
This is murder, blatant murder! When my father, the county magistrate, finds out, he'll throw you all in jail and torture you to death!
"I'll make you wish you were dead!"
He cursed and grimaced in pain, looking utterly pathetic, yet he kept spouting threats.
The brokerage boss stood to the side, his legs trembling like leaves, but he still forced himself to follow along, pretending to be intimidated.
"Yes, yes, you're finished, completely finished! How dare you lay a hand on the magistrate's son like that? No one in heaven or on earth can save you!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Xiaoxiao's eyebrows shot up, and she rushed forward, pointing at the magistrate's son's nose.
"Hmph, stop trying to scare people!"
You and your father, the county magistrate, have done all sorts of bad things, acted tyrannically, and oppressed the people.
Even if you were the son of the King of Heaven, we wouldn't be afraid! You brought this on yourself!
Lin Wan'er was not to be outdone, she put her hands on her hips and widened her almond-shaped eyes.
"That's right! We have evidence of your wrongdoings. If this goes to court, we'll see who's afraid of whom!"
After hearing Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er's words, the magistrate's son was like a powder keg that had been lit, and he completely exploded.
His face, which was already contorted with pain, became even more ferocious and terrifying with extreme anger.
"Hmph! You two damned fools! How dare you challenge me!"
The magistrate's son stared wide-eyed, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, his gaze seeming to spit fire, as if he wanted to burn Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er to ashes.
He bared his teeth, spitting as he continued to shout wildly.
“I’m telling you, in this land, my father is the law!”
"I am the King of Heaven! If you dare to lay a finger on me today, I'll make sure your entire family is wiped out!"
His voice was shrill, like a ghost screaming through the night sky, every word filled with arrogance and conceit.
He cursed and pointed at Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er with his finger, which trembled incessantly, yet he remained aggressive.
"And you, you, none of you are getting away!"
Then, he abruptly turned his head and hysterically roared at the head of the brokerage firm, who was trembling with fear.
"You idiot! What are you standing there for? Go and get someone right now!"
"Summon all the servants in the manor! I want to tear those two vile women to pieces!"
The broker was so frightened by the roar that he almost collapsed to the ground, and scrambled to his feet to respond.
"Yes, yes, young master, I'll go right away, I'll go right away!"
After saying that, he ran out the door in a panic.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er looked at the magistrate's son's arrogant demeanor. Although they felt a little uneasy, their eyes were filled with determination and unyielding spirit.
Fang Xiaoxiao bit her lip and said.
"Don't be afraid, Wan'er, we can't be intimidated by his arrogance!"
Lin Wan'er nodded vigorously, holding Fang Xiaoxiao's hand tightly. Although her palms were sweaty, her gaze remained unwavering.
After receiving the magistrate's son's furious order, the head broker was like a firecracker with its tail set on fire.
With a "whoosh," he took off running with his short, thick legs, sprinting frantically toward the county government office.
His obese body heaved violently, each breath seeming to tear his lungs out, and sweat poured down his forehead, blurring his vision.
His heart pounded like a drum, and only one thought remained in his mind: quickly call someone to save the magistrate's son, or he would be in deep trouble.
The pitch-black night already gave people a strange sense of oppression.
At this moment, amidst the extreme panic of the brokerage boss, the familiar street seemed to have transformed into a giant maze.
In his panic, he ran wildly, sometimes crashing into walls, sometimes nearly falling into a ditch.
"Oh dear, where am I?"
He was breathing heavily, his voice trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with confusion and fear.
The surrounding houses loomed in the night, resembling menacing monsters.
Those narrow alleys now seemed deep and eerie, as if they could swallow him up at any moment.
The broker was so anxious that he paced back and forth, muttering to himself.
"Oh no, oh no, why am I so unlucky! If I can't find my way back, the young master will skin me alive!"
Just as he was feeling like an ant on a hot pan, completely at a loss, he suddenly heard a steady and powerful sound of footsteps behind him.
"Who? Who's there?"
The broker was so frightened that he trembled all over, his neck stiffly turning his head as if frozen.
Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, his clothes clung tightly to his body, and he felt a chill run down his spine.