During the call, Zhu Li's SUV was nearing the chicken farm.
By the time Luo Yang hung up the phone and looked out the car window, he could already see the lights of the chicken farm.
The chicken farm consisted of several chicken coops, not mountain chickens, but meat chickens raised in enclosures.
Hong Jiaxin and Zhu Li also rejoiced for Luo Yang, rubbing their fists and palms, preparing to lend a hand.
"Later, call Shou He and tell him to come out. Tell him to behave. Understood?" Luo Yang said coldly.
Lin Guofa's face had swollen red from the heavy slap he received from Luo Yang, and he nodded tremblingly.
The vehicle stopped next to the chicken farm's wire mesh, and Luo Yang gestured to Lin Guofa to call Shou He.
Lin Guofa had no choice but to pick up his cellphone and call Shou He. Once the call was connected, he said, "I'm outside, come out for a bit."
Their relationship was no ordinary one.
Though Shou He would not directly obey Lin Guofa's orders, he had to give face to the boss's son.
"Just come out."
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
Suddenly, footsteps could be heard approaching. Through the car window, they could see Shou He walking towards them.
As Shou He was about to reach the car, Luo Yang suddenly opened the door and jumped out.
When Shou He saw it was Luo Yang, he turned to run, but he could not outrun Luo Yang. Before he could get 3 meters away, he was kicked to the ground.
Luo Yang kicked Shou He several times until he curled up on the ground.
Then, grabbing Shou He's right leg with his left hand, he headed towards a low house where light was shining through.
Inside the house were three young men drinking beer, who were all stunned upon seeing Luo Yang.
"Where's my brother?" Luo Yang asked.
One of the young men pointed to the house next door.
By then, Hong Jiaxin and Zhu Li, escorting Lin Guofa, had also arrived at the doorway.
Luo Yang opened the door of the next room, and sure enough, saw Luo Guoxing there.
He couldn't respond as his hands and feet were bound and his mouth sealed with duct tape.
After loosening his brother's bindings, Luo Yang comforted him, "It's alright now."
Though he was rescued, Luo Guoxing was still terribly frightened.
After comforting his brother a bit more, Luo Yang returned to the room he just entered and dragged Shou He out to the doorway.
"Weren't you the one who wanted to face me alone? I'm here now, giving you a chance," Luo Yang lifted Shou He up to stand.
By then, Shou He's face had turned pale, and with a thud, he knelt down.
"Big brother, please let me go, I beg you," Shou He pleaded tremulously.
"Let you go? Hehe."
Luo Yang took a step forward and suddenly slapped both temples of Shou He heavily with his palms.
Bang!
The sound was like thunder.
Shou He's face and features deformed under the impact of Luo Yang's palms, and when they returned to normal, blood flowed from all orifices, and he fell dead to the ground.
Luo Yang punched each of the three young men in the heart inside the house.
After the sound of fist hitting flesh, the three young men spat blood and died on the spot.
Seeing Luo Yang's murderous fury, Lin Guofa started screaming in terror.
His pants were wet, and liquid dripped onto the ground.
A gust of night wind blew by, carrying with it a pungent odor that drifted away.
Luo Yang turned and punched Lin Guofa on the forehead.
With a thud, Lin Guofa's forehead caved in, and his eyes widened in terror as he flew backwards.
Even the usually brave Hong Jiaxin trembled slightly at the sight.
Zhu Li was the first to recover and immediately called her cousin Chen Zhiyun.
"You come first, have them wait on the road," Zhu Li said.
After about 5 minutes, Chen Zhiyun arrived at the chicken farm.
Seeing the five corpses lying on the ground, he looked around in surprise.
"Make it look like a gang fight happened here. Then call a few trustworthy people over," Zhu Li instructed.
"Understood!" Chen Zhiyun nodded.
Chen Zhiyun then went to make a call.
The night wind blew, and Luo Yang seemed somewhat sobered by it.
The fury within him had almost fully vented, and he slowly calmed down.
He had never imagined taking down five guys at once.
Blinded by rage, he couldn't hold back his hand and ended up finishing them all.
This was serious.
A few people gathered together to discuss strategies.
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...
Meanwhile, at the Honghai County Sports Center, there was not a single empty seat.
If tickets had been charged, perhaps there wouldn't have been as many spectators.
The key was that it was free, and it just so happened to be Saturday night, so thousands of people sat in the stands.
This amateur martial arts tournament between China and Japan was most eye-catching for its prize money.
Each victory was worth a million.
Each side had five players participating.
In other words, if one won all five rounds, they would win a total of five million in prize money.
Originally, Martial Association Chairman Jia Ren didn't want to give Luo Yang a spot in the tournament.
But due to respect for Xu Yeqian's face, he had to let Luo Yang compete.
However, Jia Ren placed Luo Yang as the fifth contestant.
Thus, the first four contestants were all apprentices from the Yingyan Martial Arts School.
To the head of Yingyan Martial Arts School, Qi Xiangtian, defeating a few amateur Japanese martial artists wasn't an issue, and the prize money was naturally within reach.
As for Luo Yang, he just had to watch without a chance to compete.
The rules of the tournament allowed one person to challenge all five opponents, provided they could maintain their position as the reigning champion.
As the translator, Mr. Shen was also present at the venue.
As Luo Yang had predicted, the first Japanese martial artist who took the stage defeated the four disciples from the Yingyan Martial Arts School in quick succession.
It should be noted that the representative from Japan was a genuine Jonin Ninja, a true professional martial artist.
The disciples of Yingyan Martial Arts School were truly amateur martial artists.
The outcome was predetermined from the start.
Before the fight began, the audience cheered on their compatriots.
But as soon as they saw four young men go up and get overthrown within three moves by a Japanese man with a crew cut on the platform, the entire sports center went quiet.
Though there were thousands of people there, it felt as if no one was present.
At that moment, a man with thick eyebrows said to Mr. Shen, "Kui tou Xiong er is only a Genin, yet he has no opponents. Which one is Luo Yang?"
The crew-cut young man standing victorious on the platform was Kui tou Xiong er.
Mr. Shen replied, "Just as Lord Yiye said, Luo Yang hasn't shown up yet."
The man with thick eyebrows was Lord Yiye, in his forties, with piercing eyes and an imposing aura without anger.
Kui tou Xiong er raised his fists high, flaunting his power unabashedly.
Of the five Chinese contestants, four had been defeated.
Those four were disciples of Yingyan Martial Arts School, and Qi Xiangtian sat there with a gloomy face, looking utterly despondent.
The only remaining contestant was Luo Yang.
But at that moment, Luo Yang wasn't at the venue.
The announcer then said, "Next, please welcome Luo Yang."
With no one appearing, the host repeated Luo Yang's name, feeling embarrassed himself.
"Please welcome Luo Yang to the fight!"
The host's words echoed in the air of the sports center, sounding even more awkward.
Everyone thought that Luo Yang had chickened out, already scared off before the fight had even started.
Qi Xiangtian finally felt a bit relieved, at least thinking that Luo Yang was even less capable than his disciples.
Though his disciples were not as skilled, they at least had the courage to challenge the opponent.
Luo Yang didn't even have the courage to step onto the platform.
With that thought, Qi Xiangtian actually smiled.
The atmosphere at the venue was extremely awkward.
Lord Yiye chuckled and said, "It seems that Mr. Luo has abandoned the match. Very disappointing!"
When the host called for the fourth time, "Please welcome Luo Yang to the fight," his face was red.