"Kid, last time I beat you until you vomited blood! And you still dare to come back!"
"I've seen people without brains, but I've never seen anyone as stupid as you!"
"Seems like today, if I don't break a few of your bones, you won't learn your lesson."
A few thugs were carrying steel pipes, with an arrogant look on their faces.
Zhang Xiaomeng looked at these bastards, too lazy to waste words, and got straight down to business.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Moving like a ghostly wraith, striking like a whirlwind, a series of muffled sounds arose, followed by a chorus of ghostly howls and wolfish wails.
In the blink of an eye, eight thugs lay sprawled on the ground, taken down by Zhang Xiaomeng.
The pitiful cries of the thugs, looking at Zhang Xiaomeng, were as if they were seeing a devil.
They couldn't figure out how Zhang Xiaomeng, who they had chased around the mountains before, had suddenly become so strong.
So many of them had been knocked down in the blink of an eye.
Yet, Zhang Xiaomeng still looked calm and composed.
This was just too terrifying...
"Damn it, Zhang Xiaomeng, you're feeling quite cocky, huh!"
Just then, a rough man's voice came from the shack.
This person was none other than the boss of these thugs, Wang Laohu.
As soon as Wang Laohu stepped out, he saw all his thugs lying defeated on the ground, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
But he quickly regained his composure.
His thugs were just some street punks.
Although they talked a big game, their actual combat effectiveness was pathetic.
But he himself had been toughened up through fights and brawls. When it came to fighting, Wang Laohu had never been afraid of anyone in this area.
With this thought, Wang Laohu strode toward Zhang Xiaomeng.
"Boss!"
"Big brother, this guy hits hard, you have to be careful."
"Yeah, Brother Hu, be careful."
Seeing Wang Laohu come out, the panic on the faces of the thugs lessened, and they stood up, reminding him.
"Heh, a dogshit doctor, how could he have any real skill."
"You all watch closely, see how I'm going to teach him a lesson."
Wang Laohu, with a look of disdain, stood firm in front of Zhang Xiaomeng and arrogantly beckoned to him with a crooked finger.
"Come on, you ignorant fool, watch me..."
Bang!
Before Wang Laohu could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaomeng suddenly burst into action.
Moving like a cheetah, he pounced and was immediately in front of Wang Laohu.
Wang Laohu couldn't react in time, and was promptly punched in the chest.
"Ah!"
With a scream, Wang Laohu fell heavily to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the thugs who had just started to act tough instantly wilted again.
Lying on the ground, Wang Laohu's face turned from red to white.
"You little twerp, you broke the rules of the streets with a sneak attack! I was careless!"
Being scrutinized by his subordinates' questioning gaze, Wang Laohu felt the utmost embarrassment.
He crawled up from the ground, dust-covered, and put on an air as if he was getting ready for a fight.
"Come on kid, this time you won't be able to sneak attack me."
"Is that so?"
Zhang Xiaomeng's mouth revealed a mocking sneer, his feet moved again.
The thugs could only see a blur before their eyes, and then they saw a shadow rushing towards Wang Laohu.
Wang Laohu was concentrating intensely at the moment, but his reaction speed was still much slower than Zhang Xiaomeng's.
Bang!
Another kick, and Wang Laohu had no time to react before being struck directly in the chest.
His body, like a kite with its string cut, Wang Laohu flew out a full five meters before crashing to the ground with a thud.
At that moment, he felt as if all his bones had come apart, and a sweet taste in his throat was followed by a mouthful of fresh blood he spat out.
"You... how can you be so powerful?"
His face awash with terror, Wang Laohu struggled to his feet, staring at Zhang Xiaomeng with a pallid complexion.
Previously, Zhang Xiaomeng had been nothing but a weakling, but now he seemed like a completely different person, with incredible speed and terrifying power.
This formidable strength sent a chill down Wang Laohu's spine.
"Strong? You're just too weak, that's all."
His face full of mockery, Zhang Xiaomeng looked down on Wang Laohu with disdain.
The boss of the village, Wang Laohu, spat out another mouthful of blood upon hearing these words.
Knowing he was beaten, he no longer put on airs and said weakly:
"Zhang Xiaomeng, what exactly do you want?"
"It's simple, take your people and roll out of these back mountains. I'll let bygones be bygones in regards to what happened before."
"That's impossible! I've planted quite a few medicinal herbs here, and invested more than a hundred thousand! You can't just let me lose everything, can you?"
Wang Laohu's face turned at hearing these words.
"When my father planted so many herbs, didn't you also drive him down the mountain? Wasn't that losing everything as well?"
Zhang Xiaomeng's tone was icy as he spoke with a chilling look in his eyes.
Wang Laohu shivered involuntarily, his eyes darting around before he reluctantly nodded in difficulty.
"Fine, I will start packing and leave the mountain. From now on, these back mountains are yours."
Having said that, Wang Laohu signaled his men with his eyes, and a few of them helped him back into the prefab house.
Seeing that things were going so smoothly, a smile curled the corners of Zhang Xiaomeng's mouth.
Just then, he suddenly heard footsteps from down the mountain and turned his head with curiosity.
Right away, Zhang Xiaomeng saw Wang Xing leading a few young men sprinting up the mountain.
"Why have you come up here?"
Seeing these people, Zhang Xiaomeng asked somewhat puzzled.
"Xiaomeng, are you alright? I was worried about you, so I brought a few buddies up here."
Wang Xing had reached him, hands on knees, panting slightly.
Touched by these words, Zhang Xiaomeng smiled and said:
"Thanks a lot, I'm fine. Wang Laohu has already agreed to leave the back mountains."
"What, how is that possible? Since when is Wang Laohu so easy to talk to?"
At these words, Wang Xing's eyes widened in shock.
The few young men behind him too wore faces filled with disbelief.
"That bastard of a tiger, he's just a dog that bullies the weak and fears the strong. My fists are hard, so of course he cowered."
Zhang Xiaomeng said with a smile playing at his lips and in a casual tone.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xing and the others were even more astounded.
After all, Wang Laohu was the village tyrant with quite a few toughs; how could Zhang Xiaomeng possibly defeat them all by himself?
Just then, the door of the prefab house opened again, and Wang Laohu and his men walked out.
Wang Xing immediately noticed that Wang Laohu and his people all bore marks on their faces, their looks filled with fear when they glanced at Zhang Xiaomeng.
Thereupon, Wang Xing couldn't help but gape in shock.
"Bro Xiaomeng, when did you get so fierce?"
His face full of admiration, Wang Xing asked.
"Zhang Xiaomeng, you motherfucker, kneel down for me!"
Just then, as Wang Laohu approached, he suddenly roared aloud.