Rural Romantic Life

Click, click!

The burly man with the iron tower looked down at Lu Yang as if he were an ant, while also defiantly twisting his thick neck.

Crunch!

He kept cracking his fists, making a series of sharp, popping sounds as his knuckles broke.

The burly man suddenly roared at Lu Yang like thunder, "You little peasant, why don't you kneel down and repent right now!"

With a soft "poof".

The burly man with the towering iron tower slammed his enormous hand, as big as a palm leaf fan, down on Lu Yang's thin shoulder with tremendous force.

If an ordinary person were hit by this, their knees would be instantly struck by the immense force, causing them to fracture and fall to their knees.

Seeing this, Lu Yang's eyes inexplicably filled with a cold glint. He sneered at the burly man with disdain and said, "Since you like kneeling so much, then I'll grant your wish!"

Click!

Click!

Just as the burly man's fan-shaped palm was about to land on Lu Yang's shoulder, Lu Yang, arriving before Lu Yang, kicked out with lightning speed, striking the burly man's knees.

The opponent's kneecap shattered instantly, unable to bear the weight of his body, and with a thud, his massive, bear-like body collapsed to his knees.

It kicked up quite a bit of dust!

The burly man with the iron tower also let out a piercing scream: "Ah! My knee..."

With two kicks from Lu Yang, the burly man's legs were essentially ruined.

This enraged the burly man, who roared, "Ah! You little bastard, you crippled my legs, I'll kill you..."

He clenched his fists and kept bombarding Lu Yang like a madman, but because of the distance, he couldn't reach Lu Yang at all, rendering his efforts futile.

Everyone else who witnessed this scene was incredulous.

Originally, it was thought that the burly man would easily defeat Lu Yang, a small farmer, but to everyone's surprise, Lu Yang easily crippled the burly man instead.

Li Wendao's eyes suddenly turned red. The burly man was the number one henchman he had finally managed to recruit, but Lu Yang had crippled his legs.

How could this not enrage him: "You little bastard, you deserve to die!"

He turned and scanned the thugs, ordering, "What the hell are you all standing there for? Get him all together and cripple this little bastard!"

Originally, these thugs all looked down on Lu Yang, thinking that he was just a mere peasant. Even if he had some skills, they would never need so many of them to deal with him.

To their surprise, Lu Yang's skills were so formidable that they had to take him seriously.

At Li Wendao's command, a dozen or so trained fighters pounced on Lu Yang's location from different directions like a pack of hungry wolves.

They were prepared to tear Lu Yang, this small farmer, to pieces.

The middle-aged martial arts expert was the fastest, the first to pounce on Lu Yang from behind. He grinned maliciously, a sharp and small dagger hidden between his fingers. He clenched it with lightning speed and punched Lu Yang in the back of the head.

He sneered disdainfully, "You little peasant, take this punch first, and I guarantee it'll make your watermelon burst open!"

The middle-aged martial arts expert considered this a sneak attack, and deliberately concealed a small, sharp dagger between his fingers. He believed that even if Lu Yang reacted quickly, he would probably have a hard time dodging his punch.

He would choose to punch or palm to take the punch head-on, otherwise Lu Yang's palm would definitely be crippled by his small dagger.

Let the other party know how powerful he is.

Lu Yang's ears twitched, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and suddenly he threw a lightning-fast punch at the middle-aged martial arts expert's face.

With a loud bang, the middle-aged martial arts expert never expected that Lu Yang would turn the tables so quickly and deliver a punch back to him.

He couldn't dodge in time and was hit hard by Lu Yang's punch, his face was covered in snot, saliva and blood, making it look like a dye shop.

Even the middle-aged martial arts expert was sent flying three or four meters away by Lu Yang's punch.

Lu Yang then threw two more punches, easily sending the two trained men who were lunging at him from his right flying three or four meters away.

Bang bang bang!

Lu Yang continued to punch and kick, and the other seven or eight skilled fighters who attacked him were either beaten to a pulp or kicked to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen martial arts experts were all knocked to the ground by Lu Yang, clutching their injured arms and letting out heart-wrenching howls, like a group of wounded African hyenas.

Or, clutching his crotch, he shed tears of sorrow.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Li Wendao, Gu Feng, and Jiang Hai were completely dumbfounded: "This...this...how is this possible?"

At this moment, they felt not only extremely shocked, but also extremely terrified, and their voices trembled as they lost their voices.

They originally thought that Lu Yang would have no chance of defeating more than a dozen skilled fighters, and would instead be overwhelmed and quickly crippled.

The unexpected scene before them left the three of them utterly horrified.

They felt that Lu Yang was not some ordinary farmer at all, but a complete monster.

Hearing the three voices, Lu Yang turned and walked towards them.

Thump thump thump!

Seeing Lu Yang's cold expression and the murderous aura emanating from him, the three knew that he would not let them off easily.

Without a second thought, they all knelt at Lu Yang's feet as he approached, kowtowing and frantically begging for mercy: "Brother Yang, we were blind to your greatness! Please, just let us go like a fart!"

"Yes, yes, just let us go like a loud fart!"

"We promise that we will never cause Yang any more trouble in the future. If we break this promise, may the three of us suffer a terrible death!"

How could Lu Yang possibly believe what these three said? Last time, he had taught them a lesson and shown them how powerful he was.

As a result, the three of them didn't know what was good for them and still dared to cause him trouble.

He couldn't help but scoff, "If I still dared to believe you, then there really must be ghosts in this world!"

Upon hearing this, Li Wendao knew that Lu Yang wouldn't truly let them go. He quickly devised a plan, offering to pay to save his life: "Brother Yang, if you let me go, I can give you the century-old wild ginseng I have!"

As he spoke, Li Wendao got up and returned to his car. He quickly took the gold-threaded brocade box containing the century-old wild ginseng and approached Lu Yang, handing it to him, saying, "Brother Yang, please forgive me this one more time, for the sake of this century-old wild ginseng!"

"I swear, I will never dare to seek revenge against Brother Yang again!"

As he said this, a barely perceptible sneer appeared on Li Wendao's lips.