Strongest Soldier King Chapter 366 366: Fight First, Talk Later

Everyone rushed together to the Village Square, which was already crowded with people, primarily the elderly and children. Most of the middle-aged residents had gone out to work for a living. Everyone ford a circle around the center, where about thirty burly n had gathered, each ard with machetes and iron rods, many bare-ard showing their muscular torsos. Leading them was a bald man, towering and robust. Luo Zheng glanced at him, then directed his gaze toward the river bank, where a Dongfeng truck was parked, likely the transportation for the group.

Luo Zheng gave Mountain Eagle a look and motioned with his lips toward the river bank. Mountain Eagle nodded understandingly and instantly vanished into the crowd without a trace. Luo Hu, holding a broadsword, strode forward with an imposing aura and shouted loudly, "Baldy, you want to cause trouble again? Don't forget, you also ca from this village. Be careful of retribution."

"Uncle Little Houtou, it's not that I want to make trouble, but you all are too stubborn. There's money to be made, and you refuse. What should I say? Just agree, and each of you could get a thousand yuan without any trouble. Why bother?" Baldy retorted with a nacing tone.

"I don't deserve your 'uncle' title. Ancestral teachings are clear—our ancestors' resting ground must not be disturbed. Give up on that idea," Luo Hu sternly refused.

"Oh, old man, don't be shaless. Didn't you have enough last ti? Fine, I'll send you to the hospital to stay there, for life." A man with a long scar on his face said nacingly, taking a couple of steps forward while swinging a thick iron rod, glaring coldly at Luo Hu with hostile eyes.

"Was it you who beat my father?" Luo Zheng moved forward, his face steely, eyes filled with rage.

"Look who's here, a fool who doesn't know whether he's alive or dead. Do you know who I am?" the man with the scar scoffed disdainfully.

"Cripple one of your arms, and I'll spare your life," Luo Zheng said coldly, his eyes filled with a murderous intent, his fists clenched, veins on his arms like angry dragons roaring.

"Ignorant kid, looking to die? Fine, I'll oblige." The scar-faced man snapped angrily, "Get him, chop this bastard up!"

"Go to hell," Luo Zheng roared in total fury, darting forward with the speed of an arrow, flying a kick at the scar-faced man who, caught off guard, was struck and hurled backward, crashing into two others, causing an uproar in the crowd.

"Kill him," Baldy, not recognizing Luo Zheng, who had changed a lot after three years away, saw the scar-faced man being hit and flew into a rage, yelling as he charged forward.

"This is interesting," Ghost Hand chuckled sinisterly. Seeing Luo Hu about to step in, he moved quickly to block in front of him and called out, "Uncle, just help hold the fort. Guys, don't just stand there, just don't kill anyone." He then rushed forward and with one punch, knocked down a man trying to sneak up on Luo Zheng, knocking him unconscious.

Snow Leopard also charged, like a tiger among sheep, striking with punches and kicks. The thugs might cope against average folks but stood no chance against the well-trained Soldier King. Concerned that everyone was unard and might be at a disadvantage, Luo Hu moved to help, but Lan Xue blocked him with a dash, smiling and saying, "Uncle, leave it to us."

"This?" Luo Hu looked on worriedly at the battlefield. Although his group was strong, the opponents were nurous and ard, and any mishap could be disastrous.

"It's fine," Lan Xue reassured, seeing Luo Hu still wanted to persist, she turned around and shouted, "Stop ssing around, act swiftly, resolve this within a minute, or else no one eats tonight."

"Roger that," Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard responded, their montum suddenly surged and they struck like lightning, each throwing a punch, not deviating an inch, as fierce as leopards hunting prey, instantly knocking everyone in front of them to the ground.

Seeing about thirty people all lying on the ground and wailing, Luo Hu's face drastically changed, gaining a whole new understanding of the strength of the people Luo Zheng brought. Looking at Luo Zheng who was unhard kneeling beside the bald man, pressing on the man's acupoints, he hurried over and asked softly, "What happened to him?"

"He won't die, just passed out," Luo Zheng shouted.

"That's good," Luo Hu sighed in relief. Fighting was one thing, everyone had their reasons, but if it led to a fatality, that was another. Luo Hu shouted, "Uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, please bring so ropes and tie them all up."

"Okay," those around, subdued by the actions of Luo Zheng and others, were impressed. Three people had taken down thirty others in less than three minutes, unhard, too stunned to react imdiately. Hearing Luo Hu's shout, they responded thunderously and went to fetch ropes.

Luo Hu glanced at Lan Xue sowhat puzzledly, sensing that she might be the leader of the group. Seeing Lan Xue lower her head in embarrassnt, he did not inquire further but turned to Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard, and asked, "Has anyone been hurt? How are they? No fatalities, right?" He spoke in Mandarin.

"Uncle, you've got the keen eye of an inspector, can't you see? All fine, no one will die but they'll need to lie in a hospital for ten to fifteen days. We're unhard. Should we step in to resolve this?" Ghost Hand asked with a smile.

Luo Hu looked at Luo Zheng briefly and remained silent. Luo Zheng glanced at everyone and then said to the slowly awakening bald man, "Bald Brother, don't recognize ? Surprising, three years and you're bullying the locals with your gang, quite the feat you've achieved."

"Little Houtou? Is it you?" the bald man stared at Luo Zheng in surprise, his face incredulous, then he chuckled bitterly, "You've been out in the world too, so naturally you know the rules out there. I'm caught up in the world's ways now, out of my control. Actually, this is a good thing too, developing tourism, raising everyone's inco, isn't it good?"

"Good is good, but it depends on the place. Sacred ancestral resting places absolutely cannot be disturbed; this is tradition, you should know. Tell , who's backing you?" Luo Zheng said icily. Seeing the man's lancholic glance around, he couldn't help but laugh angrily, "What, still playing tough? Injuring over thirty people, each will need tens of thousands for treatnt. With such a massive issue at hand, you can't handle it alone. I suggest you reveal your backer."

"Are you sure?" the bald man scoffed disdainfully.

"Up to you, but without your backer showing up, no one leaves. If they don't receive treatnt within a day, they won't just be injured but crippled. Watch, I reckon these are your subordinates, right? I'm curious to see how you'll manage," Luo Zheng said coldly, standing up and looking toward his father.

Understanding his intent, Luo Hu considered for a mont and said, "Alright, handle it as you see fit, I'm staying out of it." His son was proving capable, wanting to take charge, and Luo Hu felt proud with no reason to object. Seeing the locals bringing the ropes and tying them up, as for causing additional injuries, Luo Hu couldn't care less.