Xiao Luo was amused. He thought to himself that this golden-chained man was really something. He was already acting like a hooligan when he was young.
Looking at the golden-chained man and his group chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened, bragging about their romantic past, the bullet-headed man could only feel his anger rising. He was like an angry bull. His eyes were red, his nostrils were fuming, and the veins on his forehead were popping out.
Finally, he roared, "Damn it, kill these country bumpkins!"
Seven or eight men suddenly roared and pounced on the golden-chained man and his group.
The smiles on the faces of the five men who were chatting and laughing suddenly froze. They were like five ferocious tigers, looking at the bullet-headed man and his group. They moved their necks left and right. There was no fear in their eyes, only excitement. They were like bloodthirsty beasts that had seen their prey.
"Damn it, my hands are itching. Let's start with you guys!"
The golden-chained man said coldly. He dodged a steel pipe and his right leg was like a spring that had been compressed to its limit. He kicked the man in front of him in the chest.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a shrill scream, the poor guy looked like he had been rammed by a bull. He stopped in his charging posture and fell back two to three meters. He couldn't even hold onto the steel pipe in his hand and it fell to the ground.
Not bad, very strong!
Xiao Luo was slightly surprised. He didn't think that the golden-chained man who didn't look very strong would have such explosive power.
Other than the golden-chained man, the other four men were also very fierce. If the bullet-headed man and his group were a pack of wolves, then the golden-chained man and his group were a pack of lions. They weren't even on the same level. Although the bullet-headed man and his group had weapons in their hands, they were no match for the golden-chained man and his group's fists and legs.
In less than five minutes, the bullet-headed man and his group were all on the ground, wailing in pain!
"You city people's bodies are so weak. You can't even take a beating. My brothers and I haven't even warmed up and you're all down. Noobs." The golden-chained man grabbed the bullet-headed man's collar and shook his head.
The bullet-headed man stared at him viciously. "You've offended the Dragon Gang. I guarantee that you'll die a horrible death!"
"Slap!"
The golden-chained man slapped him and shouted angrily, "Speak human language!"
A fishy smell spread out in his mouth. It was the blood of his teeth that had been drawn out. The bullet-headed man was both angry and shocked. He never thought that he would encounter such a ruthless person.
"The five of you, don't even think about leaving Rivertown. Our Dragon Gang …"
"Slap ~"
The golden-chained man slapped him again. This time, one of the bullet head man's teeth flew out. A large amount of blood spurted out, and the bullet head man's mouth was filled with blood.
"I told you to speak human language. Don't you understand?"
The golden-chained man glared at him, causing the man with the bullet head to tremble in fear.
This time, he was really scared. It was too painful. Even his tears flowed out uncontrollably. He could clearly feel his face swelling up quickly.
Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows and found a seat with great interest. He felt that this golden-chained man was too interesting.
"If you don't give in, my Brother Feng will beat you to death," one of the golden-chained man's companions teased the bullet-headed man.
The bullet-headed man couldn't say anything. He was extremely aggrieved. After being beaten to this extent, he still had to give in and beg for mercy. He really wanted to cry. When he saw the golden-chained man coldly raise his large hand, he was so scared that his face turned pale. He closed his eyes and begged, "I … I surrender. Stop … stop hitting me …"
The golden-chained man's anger turned into laughter. The hand that was supposed to slap him turned into a caress. He patted the bullet-headed man's face a few times and smiled. "You're finally speaking human language. Alright, since you're speaking human language, I won't hit you. You can leave now."
He let go of his hand and pushed the bullet-headed man to the ground.
The bullet-headed man didn't dare to say anything else. He struggled to get up and waved his hand at his men. The group then left with their tails between their legs.
"Hey, you don't want these things anymore?"
The golden-chained man pointed at the scattered steel pipes and wooden sticks on the ground and shouted at the bullet-headed man and his men.
When he shouted, the bullet-headed man and his men were like frightened rabbits. They ran even faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Damn, as timid as a mouse!" The golden-chained man rubbed the back of his head and expressed his disdain for the bullet-headed man.
"Wow, Brother Feng, you actually said an idiom."
"Of course, I'm a cultured person. I'm definitely different from you uncouth people. Otherwise, I wouldn't have become your boss," the golden-chained man said proudly.
The four of them nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice.
"My Brother Feng is awesome!"
"Alright, stop flattering me."
The golden-chained man waved his hand, then turned around and walked to Xiao Luo. "Big brother, you're really rude. I just saved you. Why didn't you even say a word of thanks? You even sat here like a Bodhisattva and watched the show. I don't even respect Chairman Mao, but I respect you! "
Xiao Luo smiled, then stood up. "It's not too late to say it now. Thank you."
"It's a small matter. It's not worth mentioning. Drawing a sword to help when you see injustice on the road is the way of a real man."
The golden-chained man patted his chest and smiled. He said very amiably, "My name is Feng Wuhen. You can just call me Brother Feng."
Xiao Luo reached out his hand and introduced himself generously. "Xiao Luo!"
Huh? Xiao Luo?
When they heard this name, Feng Wuhen and his four companions' faces changed.
"What did you say your name was?" Feng Wuhen's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Xiao Luo didn't understand what was wrong with these people. Why did they have such a big reaction when they heard his name? But he still repeated, "Xiao Luo!"
A dark-skinned man with a leopard's head and round eyes took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from his pocket. He looked at Xiao Luo carefully, as if he was verifying Xiao Luo's identity.
After confirming, he said to Feng Wuhen, "Brother Feng, he is indeed the Xiao Luo we're looking for!"
Feng Wuhen was overjoyed. "Damn it. We've searched high and low for him, only to find him by chance. We've been looking for him for almost a month, and we've finally found him."
The others were also overjoyed. They were like beasts that had seen their prey. Their eyes were burning with passion.
"Who are you?" Xiao Luo felt that something was wrong.
"Big brother, you've offended some rich people. Otherwise, they wouldn't have spent a sky-high price of 20,000 dollars to cripple your hand." Feng Wuhen's lips curled into a playful smile.
20,000 dollars? A sky-high price?
Xiao Luo was stunned. He thought to himself that these guys really came from the remote mountains. Even 20,000 dollars was too much for them.
However, compared to this, he was more concerned about who wanted to cripple his hand and had been looking for him for an entire month.
"Big brother, seeing that we're fated, I'll go easy on you later. I'll do my best to make it as clean as possible. There's a hospital nearby. Crippling your hand won't put your life in any danger." Feng Wuhen chuckled.
"Who's your employer?"
Xiao Luo was speechless. After one batch left, another batch of trouble came.
"Trust is the most important thing in this business. Do you think I'll tell you?" Feng Wuhen said.
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