The Martial Lord of the Troubled World

Chapter 29 Undressing
Bandits have always infested the Luan River, a problem that has persisted since the previous dynasty.

After the establishment of the new government, it launched a two-year campaign to suppress bandits, but even now, news of banditry still occasionally breaks out in the surrounding villages and towns.

"If they're bandits, then we're in trouble."

Fu Juemin was thinking when he saw a burlap sack on a two-wheeled cart surrounded by a group of bandits. The sack was bulging, and there seemed to be a person inside, struggling and moving around.

"Kidnapping?!"

Fu Juemin's eyes sharpened, and he instinctively reached for his revolver.

After a few breaths, he slowly let go.

He counted them; there were nine bandits in the woods. He had six bullets in his revolver. Even if he killed one with one bullet, he would still have three left.

Furthermore, it is unknown whether the other party has any other accomplices.

The best course of action right now is to wait for Qian Fei and Ma Daikui to arrive, and then report to the county government.
Thinking of this, Fu Juemin sat up and turned to leave.

I had just taken a step when I faintly heard voices.

"Big brother, should we take care of her now?"

"Nonsense! What, you want to wait until dark to consummate your marriage with her?"

"hey-hey."

Fu Juemin stopped in his tracks and slightly raised his right hand, which was holding a gun.

After thinking about it, I put it down and continued walking forward.

"Tear--"

A crisp tearing sound rang out behind them, followed by a woman's almost desperate sob.

"Ugh"

Fu Juemin stopped completely and sighed softly.

When he turned his head again, his face was now completely cold and indifferent.

He held his right hand out to the side, the silver muzzle of his revolver aimed at a guy with rotten teeth and the ugliest smile beside a cart in the distance, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, and a large flock of forest birds fluttered and soared into the sky.

The bandits in the woods were all startled and immediately crouched down, shrinking their necks.

Fu Juemin frowned.

He missed with that shot.

At a distance of about twenty meters, his marksmanship and accuracy were indeed lacking.

"there!"

At this moment, one of the bandits who was crouching down with his head in his hands pointed at Fu Juemin and shouted loudly. The bandits immediately all looked at Fu Juemin.

Fu Juemin pretended to run away, and several bandits immediately rushed out and chased after him.

"Grab that kid."

Fu Juemin pretended to run a few steps, then suddenly turned around.

"Bang! Bang bang!—"

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession, and three bandits fell to the ground.

One of them lay motionless on the grass, dark red blood flowing from beneath him, clearly dead.

The other two, one clutching his leg and the other grabbing his arm, had bright red blood seeping from between their fingers, rolling around on the ground in pain.

The remaining bandits immediately froze, staring in that direction with terrified expressions.

Fu Juemin, holding a gun, slowly emerged from behind the bushes.

"Let the person go."

Fu Juemin pointed his gun at the crowd and spoke calmly.

He glanced at the people tied up on the cart and noticed that only the burlap sack covering them had a tear in it.

"Young man, who is this person in the bag?"

A bald man who looked like the leader of the bandits slowly stood up from the ground.

This guy had a mouthful of rotten teeth, but he was extremely tall and strong, with muscles bulging on his arms.

I don't care who she is.

Fu Juemin said calmly, "I'm telling you to release them now."

The bald man narrowed his eyes, staring at the revolver in Fu Juemin's hand. "If I remember correctly, you should only have two bullets left in your gun right now."

Fu Juemin chuckled, "Then guess whether one of my two bullets will hit you in the head?"

The bald man's face immediately turned ugly.

"Let go."

Fu Juemin repeated himself in a cold tone, and as he spoke, he pulled back the hammer, causing the pistol cylinder to rotate slowly.

A hint of apprehension flashed in the bald man's eyes. He waved his hand, and one of the men beside him immediately grabbed a sack from the cart.

"I'll give you the person."

The bald man looked at Fu Juemin and slowly said, "Brother, I admit defeat today."

Fu Juemin ignored what the bald man was saying and just kept staring at his and his men's movements.

Just as the bald man's men lifted the person out of the sack from the cart and were about to release him, the man suddenly shoved the sack hard towards Fu Juemin!
Fu Juemin instinctively moved forward to meet them, but at that moment, two figures, like monkeys, pounced on him from the left and right.

Fu Juemin had no time to think and instinctively fired two shots.

"boom!"

"boom!"

One of them nimbly dodged and rolled into the weeds nearby, while the other was shot in the abdomen but didn't utter a sound. He retreated to the side of the field, tore open his shirt, and began to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound.

"All right."

The bald man clapped his hands and said with a sinister grin, "Now, you don't even have a single bullet left."

At this moment, all the bandits on the field stood up, looking at Fu Juemin with fierce eyes. Some of them had already reached out to touch the long knife hidden under the cart in the grass.

They truly are seasoned bandits who have lived on the edge of a knife; their experience in the ways of the world far surpasses that of a novice like myself.
Fu Juemin sighed inwardly, thought for a moment, and then simply tossed aside the revolver in his hand. Seeing several bandits carrying long knives approaching him step by step, Fu Juemin suddenly spoke.

"and many more!"

"What else do you want to say?"

The bald man at the head of the group looked at Fu Juemin with great interest.

"You bandits, all you do is seek wealth..."

He glanced at the people in the room, then began to slowly and deliberately unbutton his suit jacket.

"My name is Fu Juemin, and my father is Fu Guosheng."

The bald man's eyes flickered.

"My father is the richest man in Luanhe. My family owns eight gold shops and two banks."

Upon hearing this, the bandits surrounding Fu Juemin's eyes changed, and they hesitated in their tracks.

"If you arrest me, at least my dad can give you this much."

Fu Juemin took off his suit jacket, tossed it aside, and then held up one finger.

A somewhat simple-minded bandit, carrying a large knife, couldn't help but ask, "How much is this?"

Fu Juemin grinned, revealing his teeth, "One million silver dollars!"

"How many?!"

"One million?!"

The bandits stared wide-eyed, instinctively turning to look at the bald man.

"Kid, are you kidding me?"

The bald man squinted and spoke coldly.

Fu Juemin smiled and shook his head: "In Luanhe, there shouldn't be anyone who dares to impersonate me, Fu Juemin."

If you don't believe me, you can send someone to inquire.

As he spoke, he loosened his tie and casually pulled a pocket watch with a gold chain from his vest pocket, tossing it in front of the bandits like trash.

"Check it?"

The bandit who had been questioning him earlier picked up the gold watch from the ground and took a bite out of it.

"It's true, brother!"

In an instant, all the bandits' eyes turned fiery.

"Bring it to me and see."

The bald man waved, and the gold watch was quickly passed to him.

He examined it carefully for a while, weighed it in his hand, and a clear hint of interest flashed across his face.

"But you killed and injured several of my brothers, how do you expect that to be accounted for?"

The bald man spoke slowly.

"Wouldn't it be better if he died? You'd have one less person to share the money with."

As for those who were injured but still alive…

Fu Juemin said nonchalantly, "I'll add another million, two million silver dollars."

"hiss--"

A collective gasp filled the air. All the bandits stared at Fu Juemin with wide eyes, and even the injured on the ground seemed to have forgotten to cry out in pain.

After a few breaths, one of the bandits with a knife couldn't help but shout, "Kid, I'm warning you, don't brag. If you don't have two million silver dollars, I'll chop you up with one stroke!"

"come here."

Fu Juemin waved to the bandit who was speaking.

"what?"

The bandit with the knife looked suspicious and wary, but intimidated by Fu Juemin's identity and aura, he eventually obeyed and slowly approached.

As Fu Juemin unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, he asked, "You don't believe me?"

"Why should I believe you when you're just spouting nonsense?"

The bandits sneered.

Fu Juemin wasn't angry; he just smiled and let the bandits continue to approach.

"Then come here, and I'll tell you."

The bandit took a few more steps closer impatiently. "What exactly do you want to say, kid?"

When he had almost completely reached Fu Juemin, Fu Juemin leaned down, got close to his ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"You're right, I was just bragging to you guys."

"you!"

The bandit suddenly looked up, about to say something, when he saw Fu Juemin, who was smiling, suddenly attack without warning.

"call--"

Fu Juemin's originally loose silk shirt cuffs were suddenly stretched taut by his arm muscles, and his fist ripped through the air with a short, sharp sound.

"Kacha kacha——"

Accompanied by a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds, Fu Juemin's right arm seemed to be completely embedded in the bandit's chest at the elbow. The bandit was sent flying without a sound, tossed high into the air like a tattered sack, and then crashed heavily to the ground.

There was dead silence.

At this moment, all the bandits on the field were stunned and speechless.

Fu Juemin slowly withdrew his fist.

At this moment, his fair and handsome face, and his freshly washed white shirt, were stained with spots of bright red blood.

His hands hung naturally at his sides, but his eyes remained calm.

The whole person seemed to be bathed in some kind of strange emotion that was hard to explain.

He took a deep breath, looked around, and then said slowly, "You really should thank me."
Now, I've helped you save one more penny.

(End of this chapter)