The man with the scar was naturally tempted, but he didn’t agree imdiately. He hesitated for a mont before saying, "You give ten million, and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, you’ll stay here as my concubine."
"I don’t have that much, but I can borrow from a few friends. If you hurt us, I would rather die than give you a penny."
Kong Lingwen had to stabilize these n first; otherwise, she and Ni Qingyao could be violated by them at any ti.
The n hesitated. Such a perfect woman was right in front of them, but they could only look and not touch, which was torture.
"Okay, I agree, but it has to be ten million. Not a penny less, or none of you will leave."
The man with the scar was overjoyed and imdiately nodded in agreent.
He never expected to encounter such a cash cow in this remote forest. With ten million, they wouldn’t have to stay in the mountains for years and could squander outside for many years.
"Brothers, once we get the money, there won’t be any shortage of beauties. Let’s all endure for now."
"Check if the new batch of drugs has any issues. If not, pack it up. Tomorrow morning, we’ll go out for the trade, and then we’ll eat and drink our fill. I’ll get each of you a woman to sleep with."
As soon as the scarred man said this, the others cheered and imdiately went to pack the drugs.
Everyone got busy, and he scanned the area, seeing the hunchback still lying motionless on a pile of straw. He strode over with large steps.
"Hey, hunchback, wake up. Everyone’s working, and you’re still sleeping. You’re shaless, aren’t you?"
The man with the scar kicked the ugly man several tis, but he didn’t react at all.
The last kick was too forceful, directly knocking the hunchback off the straw pile. He rolled on the ground, face up, revealing a gray face with blood at the corners of his mouth.
"Damn! The hunchback is dead!"
As soon as the scarred man said this, everyone froze.
They realized soone had been here, and they might still be hiding in the cave, which made their hairs stand on end.
Continuing to hide at this point was pointless, so Yang Cheng and Da Shan stepped out from the shadows.
When they suddenly appeared, the group imdiately drew their weapons, and in the scarred man’s hand was a pistol.
Kong Lingwen turned pale and anxiously shouted, "Yang Cheng, don’t worry about us, just go! They won’t hurt us for now!"
For the sake of ten million, they would be safe for the mont, but it might not be the sa for Yang Cheng and Da Shan.
"I brought you here, so I have to protect your safety. Even if I die, it’ll be before you do."
Yang Cheng’s tone was firm, and he looked at Kong Lingwen with eyes full of affection.
Hearing this, Kong Lingwen’s heart pounded, deeply moved, "This is not the ti to be impulsive. There’s hope as long as you’re alive!"
"Are you two putting on a show for ? You think we don’t exist?"
The scarred leader’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot as he watched the two speak affectionately.
"Oh, sorry, forgot about you."
Yang Cheng chuckled, showing no fear at all in front of so many bloodstained fugitives.
But Da Shan, on the side, was seeing a gun for the first ti, and no matter how brave he was, he was sweating profusely.
"Da Shan, you stay back. I’ll handle these small fry."
Yang Cheng was very confident, incredibly so, considering he had not even a stick for defense.
The scarred man’s eyes were fierce as he gritted his teeth and said, "You’re quite boastful. Do you think you can take us on? If we didn’t have so skills, do you think we could rule here?"
"Boss, this kid’s just too stupid. He still thinks he can play the hero and save the damsel when he can’t even save his own skin."
The group laughed, looking at Yang Cheng as if he were prey.
Yang Cheng nodded, "Exactly, I am here to be the hero and rescue the damsel. Get in my way, and you die!"
"If you know what’s good for you, release my three friends, or I’ll make sure you die horribly."
The group was initially startled, then couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Damn! This kid is hilarious!"
"Watched too many cartoons with lines like ’Get in my way, and you die,’ what a fool!"
"Killing this kid is a bit of a waste. Let’s break his limbs so we can have so fun with him. It would be less boring in the mountains this way."
They figured that since their boss had a gun, no matter how strong this kid was, he couldn’t withstand bullets, could he?
"So, you don’t want to release them?"
Yang Cheng spoke softly, his gaze chillingly cold.
"I know you have so skills. Besides that gun, you can also use poison. That guy called the hunchback tried to poison , and I broke his neck with a kick."
He raised his hand to point at the scarred man, speaking word by word, "Among you, your strength is the strongest. I can feel the True Qi surging within you, but you’re not a legitimate cultivator; you’re an Evil Cultivator."
The scarred man’s face turned gloomy. He never expected his secret to be seen through at a glance. Even these underlings didn’t know he was an Evil Cultivator.
His hand moved slightly, and the stiff wildn standing there seed to co alive, raising a sickle to slash at Yang Cheng’s head.
"Die!"
The scarred man said maliciously.
Bam!
Yang Cheng had long sensed the movent behind him. He swiftly turned and kicked the wildman away, the body smashing heavily against the wall, even embedding into it, and only falling down after a while.
The group gasped; they hadn’t expected Yang Cheng’s combat power to be so strong.
The scarred man knew Yang Cheng was hard to deal with, so he imdiately pulled the trigger.
The bullets shot out, all hitting the stones, not even touching the hem of Yang Cheng’s clothes.
"Charge, kill him!"
The scarred man yelled angrily. At his command, all the wildn moved. However, being puppets, they weren’t as agile as living humans.
In just a few moves, these wildn were all down and out.
"Who... who the hell are you?"
The scarred man and his underlings were all dumbfounded, realizing this young man was incredibly strong, no wonder he was so arrogant earlier.
"I’m a kind-hearted person. Today I’m here to eliminate evil for the people, to wipe you out completely."
Yang Cheng’s eyes were dark, radiating a thick killing intent.
He glanced down at a pile of white powder on the table, sniffed it, and it was indeed that harmful stuff. Small doses could cause hallucinations, while large doses could lead to poisoning or death or turn soone into those wildn.
"You made such a mind-bending toxin; have you tried it yourself?"
He suddenly spoke, and everyone understood what he ant, their faces changing dramatically.
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