Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter 86 Are you really the Good Fortune Child?

"Clap... clap... clap..." Accompanied by a sparse clapping sound, a one-eyed giant strode out from the back room.

Upon seeing Xiao Chong, the one-eyed giant laughed smugly, "Truly, the green hills remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow on forever. Now that you've fallen into Tiger Lord's hands, boy, what do you have to say for yourself?"

So it was this guy! No wonder it sounded so familiar when that guy was talking about something worth millions and gold.

Xiao Chong pulled the fat man behind him and sneered, "Hmph! It's too early to say who's in whose hands."

Tiger's expression changed upon hearing this, and he said, "Kid, you're too arrogant. This is my territory now. Without any martial arts master backing you up, what makes you think you can challenge me?"

Hand over Tiger's money obediently and compensate for the shop's losses today. Tiger might spare your life out of consideration for our past acquaintance.

As for the million taels of gold, I doubt you can produce that much; the cloud boats in your camp will suffice as payment.

As he spoke, Tiger waved his hand, and a large group of shop assistants poured out from the back room. They were all fierce-looking, holding machetes, with long faces, as if everyone owed them hundreds of strings of cash.

Sigh, all I wanted was to have a nice meal with my chubby buddies, why can't they just let me have some peace and quiet? Is it because my style is so cool that everyone is jealous of me?

Or are you really a benevolent benefactor, knowing that I've been spending money like water these days, and wanting to give me some more?

Seeing that the other party was aggressive and that the situation was not going to end well, Xiao Chong was unwilling to waste any more words.

He rolled up his sleeves, smoothed his hair, and shouted, "I have no money, but I'll take your life. Why are you talking about the ozone layer? If you're not happy, bring it on! I'll take it all!"

"You've got guts!" Tiger was so angry that his hands trembled, but he didn't want to lose his status as the boss. He pointed at Xiao Chong and said, "I don't even need to take action myself. Today, without that martial arts master present, it would be a piece of cake for my men to take you down."

Tiger was quite perceptive; he knew that Xiao Chong was the leader of the two people in front of him, so he didn't take Fatty seriously at all. This made Fatty, who felt invisible, very unhappy.

Xiao Chong strongly disagreed with Tiger's gangster boss-like behavior. Since a fight was inevitable, what was the point of all the rambling? It would be better to take them down one by one.

Seeing the waiter still standing beside him, Xiao Chong suddenly swept his leg, knocking him down, and then stepped on his back.

Caught off guard, the waiter once again plunged into the soup and water on the ground. Just as he was about to get up, Xiao Chong exerted a little force, and with a "crack," the waiter's spine broke, and he collapsed onto the wooden plank on the ground, twitching like a soft-skinned snake.

"Beat him!" Tiger was furious to see that his side had already lost one before even completing the training. He waved his hand and shouted, "Just leave him alive, so we can explain to the town mayor. I still need to keep the money in his hands."

"Clang!" The henchmen drew their machetes, wooden sticks, iron rulers, and iron rods, and rushed towards Xiao Chong and the fat man.

Don't hide, there's still the fat guy behind you! The fat guy's martial arts skills are too shallow. Although he's thick-skinned and can withstand a few blows from a wooden stick, a knife is definitely not going to do him any good.

Xiao Chong rushed in front of the fat man, facing the forest of knives and clubs, and charged forward head-on.

The henchman at the front, wielding a gleaming two-foot-long dagger, slashed fiercely at Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong, seeing the approaching blade, neither dodged nor avoided it, and threw a punch.

"when!"

Xiao Chong met the cleaver with his fist, the hard surface of his fist smashing the blade until it chipped. He then kicked the henchman in the groin.

The younger brother let out a strange cry, dropped his knife, and covered his groin with both hands, only to find that his groin was wet. He quickly raised his hands to look and saw that his palms were stained with red and yellow substances.

The red stuff is obviously blood, but what about the yellow stuff? Is it egg yolk? Or an egg yolk pie? The little brother rolled his eyes and fainted from shock.

At this moment, the second henchman arrived, and Xiao Chong continued to greet him.

This young man used a wooden stick as thick as a large bowl. The wood was hard and came from an ancient iron tree in the southern wilderness, making it difficult to be harmed by swords and knives.

Faced with the wooden stick that came crashing down on his head, Xiao Chong did the same thing again, throwing a punch and a kick.

"Crack!" The wooden stick snapped in two, and the henchman's hand was split open. He clutched his groin and followed in the footsteps of the first henchman.

Even though his younger brother had fallen, the front half of the broken wooden stick was still heading straight for Xiao Chong's head, its speed not decreasing but increasing.

Xiao Chong quickly lowered his head, and the wooden stick narrowly missed his ear and fell to the ground.

"Woo!"

A gust of wind blew up from above. Before Xiao Chong could look up, he caught a glimpse of a dark, ominous light out of the corner of his eye. It was an iron rod that had just struck him.

The iron rod came with fierce force and extreme speed, making it impossible to dodge. Xiao Chong steeled his resolve, channeled a surge of Yuan energy to the top of his head, and raised his head to meet the iron rod head-on.

"Success!" The henchman holding the iron bar was overjoyed. But before he could even laugh out loud, he was horrified to find that the tip of the iron bar, bent into a sickle shape, was snapping back violently.

"Thump!" The iron rod returned even faster than it had gone, slamming into the underling's forehead.

The younger brother's vision went black, and his head looked like it had been turned into a sauce shop. Red and white brain matter splattered all over his companions behind him.

Perfect! Before he even started practicing, he had already mastered the Iron Head Skill. Xiao Chong didn't have time to ponder the intricacies of it. Seeing his other underlings surging forward like a tide, he immediately straightened up and went to meet them.

A fierce tiger blocked the road!

A ferocious tiger pounces on its prey!

Black Tiger Steals Hearts!

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Xiao Chong marched forward with imposing force, like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep, punching and kicking. Wherever he went, screams filled the air, and blood and flesh flew everywhere; none of his men could withstand a single blow.

After a short while, the dark mass of people in front of them was finally cleared away. Except for Tiger, all of his underlings were lying on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

Done! That's it!

Xiao Chong stood upright with his feet together, clenched his fists and slowly placed them on his waist. Then he looked at the lonely Tiger Lord in front of him and exhaled a breath of turbid air like white waves.

Looking at his men lying on the ground, Tiger's face turned ashen, and his one eye blinked rapidly.

How can this guy's combat power be so terrifying? Did he take some kind of gunpowder? The last time I met him, he was far inferior to me. It's only been a few days, and he's become so fierce! Tiger was a little dumbfounded.

But if we just let it go like this, then we'll be finished and will definitely become the biggest laughing stock in Tiannan Town.

After thinking it over for a while, Tiger decided that as long as the opponent's martial arts master was not there, he could still put up a fight with his own cultivation level.

Seeing that Tiger wanted to go up but didn't dare to, yet still seemed eager to try, Xiao Chong was immediately intrigued.

You get to fight and get paid – where else can you find such a great sparring partner?

Xiao Chong extended a finger and beckoned to Tiger, saying, "You're not convinced? Then let's have a spar."

There was no turning back, so let's go. If we don't go down and "spar" with them today, wouldn't that be like admitting defeat? Tiger felt a little embarrassed when Xiao Chong asked him that question.

Since we've decided to fight, let's finish this quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications if the enemy's martial arts masters arrive.

"Ha!" Tiger took off his outer garment, exhaled, and threw a punch straight at Xiao Chong's chest.

"Well done!" Xiao Chong's internal energy circulated, and he also threw a punch to meet Tiger's fist.

"Boom!" The two fists collided solidly, and a loud bang echoed in the air.

Xiao Chong stood still, but Tiger groaned and fell to the ground, the skin on his arm bursting open.

"Again!" Xiao Chong, having succeeded in his move, smugly beckoned to Tiger again.

"Don't come again! This guy must have had stir-fried tiger penis for breakfast!" Tiger closed his one eye and lay on the ground pretending to be unconscious.

The fat man finally got his chance. He was very unhappy about being ignored by Tiger earlier.

"With a physique like Young Master Fei, do you think he's invisible?" the fat man roared, his legs accelerating.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" The floor shook violently, and dust fell from the ceiling.

The fat man's flesh rippled and rolled, and when he jumped up, he looked like a small mountain, pressing down on Tiger Lord's head.

Why is there such a sound? Could it be that wild beasts have attacked? Tiger opened his only remaining good eye a crack and secretly looked up.

A huge black shadow descended from the sky, and the fat man's large, thick buttocks landed heavily on Tiger's stomach.

"Ah!" Tiger felt like his intestines were about to break, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then he really fainted.

However, Xiao Chong had no intention of letting him go.

Without a sound, "Green Thorn" suddenly activated without warning, like a steel needle piercing Tiger's brain.

"Hiss!" Tiger woke up from his coma, clutching his head and rolling around on the ground.

At this moment, the excruciating pain in his brain tormented Tiger, causing him to shed tears and wish he could have been killed by the fat man's earlier stomp.

When Tiger was convulsing all over, his one eye rolled back, and he was on the verge of death, Xiao rushed up, grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and shouted, "Give it to me!"

"What?" Tiger asked, his eyes unfocused and his face blank.

"Don't play dumb! It's compensation, of course!" Xiao Chong glared and said quickly, "Nursing fees, lost wages, nutritional expenses, and compensation for emotional distress—not a single one can be missing!"

Why is it the same old story again? Can't you come up with a different excuse? After a long pause, Tiger recovered a bit and weakly protested, "Hero, it seems like all the injured are from our family."

"Is that so?" Xiao Chong looked around. The ground was littered with Tiger's men, while he and Fatty stood there as if they were the victors.

Okay, that approach certainly won't convince everyone. Let's put it another way: I've always been the embodiment of heroism and justice, how can I act without reason?

"Appearance fee, is that acceptable?" Xiao Chong tightened his grip and stared at Tiger Lord as he asked.

Sensing the murderous intent in Xiao Chong's eyes, Tiger's lips trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Hero, this is a must. Ten thousand taels for each person, how about it?"

"Deal! Since you're so sincere, I won't make things difficult for you. Ten thousand taels it is." Xiao Chong casually tossed Tiger on the ground and added without any politeness, "But let's make it clear first, this total of twenty thousand taels refers to gold."