Water Margin: I am Zhu Biao

Chapter 100 Damn it! Is this Wu Song?

Clang! Thud!

Wu Song's copper hammer flew out of his hand, and his body crashed heavily into the wall, while the tiger also crashed to the ground.

In an instant, the side room fell into dead silence. Both the man and the tiger were motionless, with only the howling of the north wind blowing through the broken window.

Thump thump thump~

Hurried footsteps came from the front hall; it was Lin Chong from the right side room rushing to their aid with his gun.

Boom!

The sound of landing echoed from the middle courtyard as Zhu Biao descended from the sky along the rope, the mechanism of the sleeve arrow on his wrist already activated.

"Wu Er!"

"Second Brother!"

They both shouted at almost the same time.

Gaba!

Wu Song, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly moved. He first twisted his neck, then shrugged his shoulders, and slowly straightened up, making a sound like bones snapping together.

Whoosh!

At the same time, the tigress slowly propped herself up, shook her head to shake off the wood chips, scraps of paper, and a bulging tiger eye.

Wu Song's hammer just now struck the tiger's head precisely.

Half of the tiger's head was dented, and its left eye was blind, but its vitality was so strong that it could still stand up.

However, it did not immediately pounce and kill him; its last remaining tiger eye was fixed on Wu Song.

"What a tough opponent! A worthy foe!"

Wu Song glanced at the tigress, shook his sore and numb arm, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and then shouted at the top of his lungs.

"I'm fine! Don't come any closer, Wu Er wants to fight it alone!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chong abruptly stopped, seemingly tacitly approving of Wu Song's choice, while Zhu Biao frowned.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand Wu Song's choice.

A wounded tiger is still a tiger, perhaps even more ferocious, and fighting it one-on-one still carries the risk of death.

However, thinking about his personality, Zhu Biao felt relieved. If he didn't have that fierce and bloodthirsty spirit, he wouldn't be Wu Er the Tiger Slayer.

Besides, the fact that the tiger just happened to crash into Wu Song's window is somewhat mysterious.

It seemed as if it were all preordained.

Although there were still many empty rooms in the back hall, Zhu Biao had buried nail boards behind every window, so it was not going to have an easy time.

"bring it on!"

In the side room, Wu Song suddenly beckoned to the tigress with his finger, then bent down to pick up the heavy hammer.

Swish!

Just then, the tiger pushed off with its hind legs and pounced on him, its claws slapping at his head like scissors.

Unexpectedly, Wu Song used his signature move, spinning around to its side and then grabbing its empty left eye socket with his long arm.

"Aww~"

The mother tiger let out a painful howl.

Just as it was about to turn its head to bite, Wu Song pulled hard with his arm and flipped itself onto its neck, then crossed his legs and clamped the tiger's head tightly.

Bang!

Before the tiger could roll over and knock Wu Song down, he punched it hard on its already dented head.

"Waaah~"

The tigress let out a mournful cry and collapsed weakly to the ground.

Bang!

As Wu Song's second punch landed, large clumps of black blood gushed from the tigress's mouth. Her body trembled violently, but she no longer hissed.

Click!

With the third punch, half of the tiger's head collapsed, and the mother tiger fell silent again, though her body continued to convulse.

At this moment, Wu Song's head and face were splattered with tiger blood, and even his eyes were bloodshot; he had already lost his temper.

"Second brother! Stop hitting it, it's already dead."

Just as he raised his fist again, Zhu Biao's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and he froze.

Zhu Biao respected his choice, but was also concerned about his safety. He had already come to the window to watch over him, ready to help Wu Song should he be in danger.

Lin Chong clearly shared his thoughts, keeping a close watch on the battle from the side room door with his gun at the ready.

"Hey, I thought they were tough, but they can't take a beating."

A few breaths later, Wu Song came to his senses, let out a long breath, released his grip, turned his head, and grinned at Zhu Biao, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Sanlang, is Second Brother still as imposing as ever?"

Zhu Biao was both amused and exasperated. He first gave him a disapproving glare, then gave him a thumbs up.

"Truly awe-inspiring! Second Brother killed a tiger with three punches; unparalleled in this world!"

Wu Song was feeling very comfortable from the flattery when Zhu Biao suddenly changed the subject: "But you are not allowed to be willful or take risks in the future. Otherwise, I will make you a cook and never let you fight on the battlefield again."

After a moment of stunned silence, Wu Song actually revealed a roguish and playful expression.

"Hey~ From now on, I'll do whatever you say. Sanlang always dotes on his second brother, how could he really make me do the cooking and tending the fire?"

Damn! Is this Wu Song? Or the Wu Song who just killed a tiger with his bare hands?

Zhu Biao was dumbfounded and momentarily dazed.

But at this moment, Su Fang suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Young Master, Zhu Geda is lucky. He just fainted, but he hasn't died yet."

"Oh?"

Zhu Biao raised an eyebrow: "Already dead? Fine, then, it was his fate."

Su Fang instantly understood, turned around and jogged back to the old pine tree, squatted down, drew his short knife, and stabbed it into the wound inflicted by the tigress.

"Uh~"

Zhu Geda's eyes suddenly opened, but his pupils gradually widened.

Su Fang stared at him coldly and whispered.

"Don't be in such a hurry to go to the underworld. With my young master's temperament, he will definitely not let your beastly son go. You can wait for him to go with you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Geda's body trembled violently a few times, then he kicked his legs, but his eyes, which had lost their luster, remained wide open.

That old bastard must die!

Hunters have rules when entering the mountains: they do not hunt cubs, nor do they provoke wild beasts, especially tigers, which are revered as the kings of the mountains.

However, the Tang family, the hunters who broke the taboo by seizing the tiger cubs, are now all dead, and the seriously injured old man Tang also died in the evening.

Now that the tiger is dead, it is impossible for it to harm innocent villagers anymore. Therefore, Zhu Geda and his son Zhu Gensheng were only involved in selling tiger cubs and are not actually guilty of any serious crimes.

According to clan rules, they would only give a few words of admonition, or at most a few lashes.

This approach did not suit Zhu Biao's wishes, nor did it suit the wishes of the more than two hundred hunters from several villages near Beishan.

Just now, Zhu Biao sent Su Fang to accompany two old hunters to look for tiger cub meat. The clever little guy managed to get a lot of information out of them.

There are two main routes.

First: The Tang family members are honest and law-abiding, while Zhu Gensheng is cunning and treacherous. The idea of ​​selling tiger cubs must have come from him.

Second: This tigress not only helped the hunters in Xiaoxi Village, but also other hunters.

Some superstitious hunters even secretly set up a memorial tablet for it at home, respectfully calling it the Tiger Goddess.

The hunters could barely accept that the "Tiger Queen" had taken revenge and injured people, and that Zhu Biao had killed her. However, they were deeply resentful that the mastermind, Zhu Geda, and his family had gone unpunished.

This boomerang of resentment will eventually pierce Zhu Biao's head.

Hunters band together and are a natural source of archers, so he was unwilling to make enemies.

The second watch of the night.

The village of Xiaoxi, which should have been asleep, suddenly came alive with shouts and barking, especially the ancestral hall, which was brightly lit.

The "Tiger Goddess," with half her head smashed, lay prostrate in front of the ancestral hall gate, as countless villagers surrounded her in amazement.

"My goodness! This tiger is so big, it must weigh four or five hundred pounds!"

"Nonsense! It weighs at least 600 jin!"

"This huge guy's head was actually smashed open; who could have that kind of strength?"

"Of course it's the young master! He's the most skilled martial artist in our Zhu Family Manor."

"I didn't kill that tiger!"

Just as everyone was discussing, Zhu Biao suddenly strode out the door with a powerful stride, followed by his men.

"Young Master~"

Upon seeing him, the villagers erupted in a chaotic chorus of shouts, their voices more sincere than during the day, yet also tinged with a hint of fear.

Zhu Biao walked up to the tiger's corpse, pressed his hands down, and the scene immediately quieted down.

"Fellow villagers, I wish that Biao, true to his word, has been eliminated, and that the treacherous tiger has been vanquished. May everyone have a peaceful New Year!"

Just as everyone was about to cheer, he raised his voice and continued, "However, this is not a tiger disaster, but a man-made one! Zhu Geda and his son instigated the hunter Tang to kill tiger cubs to sell for money, which is why the tiger went mad and came down the mountain to take revenge."

"In the end, all the male members of the Tang family died, and Zhu Geda was also bitten to death by it."

"Buzz~"

Upon learning the truth, the villagers were outraged and condemned Zhu Geda's family for being inhuman.

"May I ask, Your Honor? Zhu Gengsheng is still at large; what should be done with him?"

The one asking the questions was the hunter who had been saved by the "Tiger Queen".

Zhu Biao had already prepared a plan, and replied loudly, "Because of his own selfish desires, he caused a disaster in the village, resulting in many deaths and injuries, frightening the children, and driving a kind tiger mad."

He paused, then continued, "I should inform the clan chief and have this scoundrel expelled from Zhu Family Village."

"Excellent! The manor lord is wise!"

The hunters watching cheered loudly, though few in number.

Once they quieted down, Zhu Biao continued, "There's one more thing. The one who killed the tiger wasn't me, but my strongman leader, Wu Song!"