Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 347 - 346: Fighting Over a Woman (Part 2)

"You! Deserve! To die!"

Without any unnecessary words, Hu Xiaodong, after saying these three resounding words, suddenly tightened his grip, causing the short man to cry out in pain.

It must be noted that his arms had been refined through years of archery practice, making his finger strength and arm strength far beyond the average person.

And at this moment, the short man felt as if his wrist was caught by a pair of steel tongs, unable to move or escape, and eventually his wailing turned into a squealing noise like that of a slaughtered pig.

"Release!" With another word from Hu Xiaodong, the short man crumpled to the ground and timely let go, causing the steel pipe in his hand to fall.

Acheng, quick-eyed and swift, saw the steel pipe drop and quickly leaped forward to retrieve it, then stepped back to his side once more.

With the steel pipe in hand and the hostage secured, the remaining four members of the short man’s gang were instantly bewildered by the unexpected turn of events on the scene.

Add Hu Xiaodong’s intimidating presence, which felt like it could devour them, and they were left at a loss for what to do.

Advance! Worry about being knocked down by the opponent in one punch!

Do not advance! If word gets out later, how will they ever survive in this base? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

So after pondering for a long while, it was "Er Gouzi" who finally broke the deadlock:

"Hey! You damn well better release him! Or else we’ll call people to raze this place to the ground!"

Intimidation! Always the go-to tactic for scumbags!

They used it to demonstrate to their opponents, while subconsciously trying to muster courage for themselves.

However, today’s four-man group for the short man clearly picked the wrong target for intimidation—would someone who has danced on the edge of death a few times care about a few words of threat?

The answer is undoubtedly negative!!

Yet despite this, Lin Junfu still called a halt to Hu Xiaodong’s actions.

"Xiaohu, let him go!"

Glancing at Lin Junfu, Hu Xiaodong immediately understood the former’s intention.

There’s no doubt that with their side’s strength, dealing with the five people in front of them is not a problem at all, but what happens afterward? The short man would definitely seek help from Scarface, and by then, their side would be doomed.

Moreover, blades are blind, fists and feet merciless, and if anyone were hurt during a melee, such as Wei Yang and Yan Hua’s family, the consequences would be dire.

So after a brief consideration, Hu Xiaodong did not hesitate; his fingers released one by one, then he pushed his palm outward, returning the short man to his companions.

"Boss, how are you?"

"Boss, are you hurt?"

Supported by his gang, the short man felt quite ashamed. After all, his arrival this time was not only to capture Wei Yang but also to avenge the slap last time.

But the reality developed completely contrary to his expectations; not only did he fail to restore the situation from last time, he almost broke his arm, greatly wounding his self-esteem.

Disregarding the aching of his arms, the short man furiously pushed away his underlings’ support, impulsively stepped forward, but when confronted by Hu Xiaodong’s wide-eyed glare, he promptly retreated again.

Seeing that the safe distance was suitable, the short man finally restored his demeanor to the state he had upon arrival.

Hands on hips, raised finger, nostrils flaring, two dimpled chest muscles peeking out from a slightly open neckline, seemingly showing off: "MLGBD, you guys have guts! Know who the hell is the boss around here? And you still dare to take on me! You damn..."

As Lin Junfu slightly raised his palm, his movement was extremely slow, yet even so, it startled the short man.

He almost instinctively shut his mouth and cautiously slipped behind his underlings.

In response, a trace of disdain flashed through Lin Junfu’s eyes: "I remember saying last time, we don’t make trouble, but we’re absolutely not afraid of trouble! If today you insist on causing trouble here, then I can honestly tell you, we’ve all faced death a few times, so we’re indifferent to it! If you truly think you have the ability to beat us down, then go ahead and try! However, let me forewarn you, if I really die, I’ll definitely drag you, this creep, down with me!"

As he finished speaking, Lin Junfu’s raised right hand suddenly moved, targeting the short man huddled behind his men.

Big beads of sweat promptly rolled down the short man’s cheek, and his entire person momentarily froze.

Undoubtedly, Lin Junfu’s remarks just now contained no extreme words, even a bit overly mild, yet such mundane words left an unforgettable impression on the short man.

Seeing his opponent dazed, Lin Junfu also let out a long breath.

Honestly speaking, he’s well aware that from any perspective, their side stands in a rather disadvantageous position.

Though he could indeed knock down the five people in front, the formidable power behind them was not something he could contend with.

Therefore, in line with the principle of minimizing trouble, Lin Junfu’s tone changed: "I understand your main reason for coming this time is the conflict last time, but please see clearly that the people here apparently never really took action against you! If you really seek revenge, Wei Dazhuang should be your target! And of course, if you feel you’re not a match for that guy, just say it directly—what will it take for you to let go of this grudge?"

Provocation, Lin Junfu’s words were ostensibly uneventful, yet he subtly shifted the conflict toward Wei Dazhuang.

And sure enough, one of the naive members of the short man’s five-man group fell for the trap, raising a steel pipe defiantly shouting: "What the hell are you saying? We’re afraid of that punk Wei? I can knock him down with one strike!"

This time, however, the short man appeared quite rational; he didn’t fall into Lin Junfu’s set trap, but smirked and countered: "You’re asking what it will take for me to let go of this grudge?"

Lin Junfu nodded subconsciously, but sensed a faint unease.

"Haha!" The short man laughed out loud three times for no reason, pushed away the two underlings blocking him, then revealed himself and said lightly: "Actually, I’m not a person who likes fighting and killing; it’s too crude! Too violent! And anyway, we’re all civilized people; peaceful methods are better. Now, since you’re talking about reconciliation, personally, I don’t think it’s a difficult matter! I have just one condition—if you agree to it, I’ll leave immediately, and the past grievances will be written off! I’ll never bother you again! How’s that? This deal is quite reasonable, wouldn’t you say?"

The short man’s gaze, slightly raised eyes, fell on Wei Yang holding Fangfang in his arms, and his greedy ** was all too evident...