Sheng Tang: What is Liu Jianjun going to do today?

Chapter 20 Rush
Without thinking twice, Li Xian picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground, rushed out, and hurled it at the bully who had thrown the torch!
"Ouch!"

A scream came from the darkness. Li Xian wasn't sure if the blow had hit the arsonist from before, but it definitely hit someone.

The thugs panicked for a moment. Li Xian thought to himself that they probably didn't expect the people from Liu Family Village to help him.

But Li Xian didn't care about anything else at this moment. While running, he grabbed a bamboo pole as thick as a child's wrist from the ground and charged towards the bullies while shouting "Waaaa!"

The thugs were initially on guard against the villagers of Liujiazhuang, but they didn't expect there to be someone behind them. In that moment of distraction, they were actually caught by Li Xian.

Li Xian grabbed the bamboo pole and stabbed it into the face of a bully.

"Pfft!"

At that moment, Li Xian felt as if the bamboo pole in his hand was piercing something.

"what!"

The bully who was stabbed by Li Xian also let out a wail, his hands gripping the bamboo pole stuck in his face tightly.

Li Xian panicked and, without thinking about what he had hit, forcefully pulled the bamboo pole back. The bully covered his eyes and howled even more bitterly.

All of this happened so fast that the surrounding thugs seemed to only just realize what was happening. One of them immediately raised a short knife and slashed at Li Xian.

But at the same time, someone in the crowd shouted, "Don't kill him! He's Li Xian!"

As expected, he is Qiu Shenji's man!

A surge of hatred rose in Li Xian's heart. He swung the bamboo pole horizontally, attempting to smash it at the thug wielding the knife. However, when the bamboo pole collided with the thug's short knife, it only made a crisp sound before being cut in half. Only the upper half, along with some branches and leaves, struck the thug's head.

This desperate attack clearly did not injure the bully. He carelessly threw away the piece of bamboo and charged at Li Xian fiercely once again.

Without thinking twice, Li Xian took out the remaining half and stabbed it at the bully.

This time, the stab struck the bully's chest, but it didn't pierce through. Instead, it cracked Li Xian's tiger's mouth, causing a sharp pain.

Fortunately, the villagers of Liujiazhuang finally arrived. Li Xian noticed that a short man in the crowd was holding a wood-chopping knife and charged towards him with a few swings.

It's Liu Jianjun.

Li Xian felt a warmth in his heart, and ignoring the pain from the thud in his hand, he grabbed the bamboo pole and chopped it down on the bully's head.

The bully cried out in pain, dropping his dagger to the ground. Seeing this, Li Xian rushed over, grabbed the dagger, rolled over, and slashed at the bully's ankle.

This cut was solid, and the feel was somewhat like chopping down a fir tree.

The bully immediately clutched his foot and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Liu Jianjun rushed to Li Xian's side and shouted, "Didn't I tell you not to come out?!"

Before Li Xian could answer, Liu Jianjun suddenly sidestepped, swung his machete at the shoulder of a charging thug, but the thug was equally fierce, raising his hand and slashing down, hitting Liu Jianjun squarely on the shoulder.

Li Xian was startled, wondering if Liu Jianjun had been killed.

But upon closer inspection, it became clear that the bully was holding a stick. Although the stick struck Liu Jianjun squarely, it did not cause him any serious injury. On the contrary, the bully, who had been stabbed by Liu Jianjun, was clutching his neck and making rapid, panting sounds.

Liu Jianjun's knife struck his trachea by accident.

Taking advantage of this moment, Liu Jianjun grabbed Li Xian and rushed to the corner of the courtyard wall. The two of them leaned against the wall and faced the bully in front of them.

But at this moment, the pressure from the front lines had been withstood by the people of Liujiazhuang, and Li Xian and Liu Jianjun were relatively safe. Torches were constantly being waved around them, some people were wailing, some were screaming. The people from Liujiazhuang were obviously more numerous, and the thugs were showing a steady retreat. In the dark firelight, Li Xian didn't know if the people from Liujiazhuang were injured.

“Liu Jianjun…the villagers…” Li Xian said with some concern.

"Haven't you heard that bad people come from poor and remote areas? The fights between us and the neighboring village over water were much bigger than this before, so don't worry!"

Liu Jianjun was indeed a little devil; he saw through my worries at a glance.

Li Xian felt a little better, but at that moment, a bully saw them.

Seemingly feeling hopeless on the front lines, the bully charged fiercely toward Li Xian, slashing straight at Liu Jianjun with his blade. At that moment, Li Xian felt his heart leap into his throat. Without thinking, he pulled Liu Jianjun toward him and haphazardly blocked the attack with his short knife.

"Crack!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and Li Xian's knife was cleaved in two almost instantly, while the bully's knife continued to strike.

"Crack!"

The sound of a blade slicing into flesh, and a tearing pain shot through Li Xian's arm. In almost an instant, Li Xian's face turned ashen.

Looking down, through the torn linen garment, Li Xian saw that the skin and flesh of half of his forearm were rolled up, and the wound was a foot long.

Just then, a low growl suddenly came from beside Li Xian. Liu Jianjun scrambled to his feet, picked up the dagger that Li Xian had dropped, and slashed it down at the bully's face!

The bully had just exhausted himself and hadn't even had time to react before Liu Jianjun struck him squarely. In the darkness, Li Xian even saw something that looked like a nose fall down.

"what!"

The bully let out a painful howl, but Liu Jianjun slashed his neck with another knife.

This time, the bully finally fell silent.

It wasn't just that one bully; of the more than twenty bullies who came this time, apart from two or three who rushed into the darkness, the rest either died on the spot or lay on the ground, groaning and rolling around.

Li Xian stared blankly at the bully rolling all over the ground.

Although he had once been the crown prince, he had never seen such a brutal and violent fight. Only at this moment did he feel his heart pounding violently and his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.

"Xianzi! Are you alright!" Liu Jianjun's voice came from beside my ear, and a sharp pain shot through my arm.

Li Xian turned his head in confusion and realized that Liu Jianjun was pressing hard on his injured forearm.

Li Xian was about to say that he was fine, but when he suddenly saw the flickering flames on Liu Jianjun's face, he remembered that his house had been set on fire by the group of thugs. He hurriedly turned around and shouted into the courtyard, "Xiuniang!"

no response.

Li Xian felt a chill in his heart. Ignoring the injury on his arm, he pushed past Liu Jianjun and rushed into the courtyard.

Before him was a blaze of fire. The wooden house, which was originally ten feet tall, had been burned down to just some pillars and wooden walls. Li Xian could not see his wife and children anywhere in sight.

At that moment, Li Xian's entire mind went blank.

The embroiderer...is dead?
They were burned to death?

……

(End of this chapter)