Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 225 Roll Out

Chapter 225: Chapter 225 Roll Out

This evening, Sun Changkui and his son suffered to the extreme. It started with their shoulders feeling as if they had been broken; they didn’t dare to move their arms. Then the pain persisted, like being pricked by needles, an indescribable agony as if they were on fire.

They thought that Song Xiaodong had broken their bones, so they hurried to the hospital for treatment. On the way, they kept cursing Song Xiaodong and thought about how to take revenge once they were back.

However, after thorough examinations, there seemed to be nothing wrong with their shoulders. Not only did the pain not subside, but it also got worse and worse.

Recalling the last two sentences Song Xiaodong had said before leaving, they felt a chill in their hearts. This was clearly a method left by him to deal with them, intended to prevent them from seeking revenge.

The most frightening thing was that although they were in unspeakable pain, the doctors simply couldn’t diagnose any illness—an absolute inability to treat the root cause of their suffering.

"Dad, could this be... some kind of evil technique?" Sun Xiaolong asked softly, enduring the pain.

Sun Changkui’s face turned pale. As a rural man, he had an even stronger belief in feudal superstitions like ghosts and gods, and evil techniques. Though it had crossed his mind, he had never spoken it out loud; but now that his son mentioned it, he felt a relentless chill crawling up his spine.

If Song Xiaodong were just good at fighting, Sun Changkui definitely wouldn’t have conceded. He had become the village chief and dominated the village through fighting. But such mysterious evil techniques were unpredictable, leaving them unsure of what they would face next. He didn’t know whether if he went to sleep, he might never wake up again. How could he not be afraid?

In the dead of night, Sun Changkui sought out two nearby renowned soothsayers. They went through the motions and rattled on with a bunch of nonsense, but the pain didn’t lessen.

"Dad, I can’t take it anymore. If it keeps hurting like this, I might as well be dead," Sun Xiaolong, who was not at all resilient, couldn’t help but cry out.

Grinding his teeth, Sun Changkui said, "Let’s go back to Old Cao’s house."

When Cao Qiuhua got up in the morning and the alcohol wore off, she sobered up instantly, thinking about the events of yesterday. Seeing Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru standing in the courtyard speaking softly to each other, looking very relaxed and comfortable, she hurriedly approached them.

"Xiaoru, Dongzi, why haven’t you left yet?"

Seeing the anxious look on Cao Qiuhua’s face, Song Xiaoru smiled slightly and said, "We’re going to pay respects to our parents in a little while; the dew is heavy now, so we’ll go over later."

Cao Qiuhua stamped her foot in desperation and said, "No, you better leave early. If Sun Changkui comes to trouble you again, it will be terrible. He is a ruthless man, and I’ve heard he even has a gun. Even if Dongzi can fight, it won’t help. I can’t bear to see you two in harm’s way."

A chaotic noise of footsteps arose from outside the main gate, and Cao Qiuhua turned pale, trembling, realizing it was too late to escape.

A large group of people stormed in, and Cao Qiuhua turned even paler, wondering how to defuse the crisis and prevent any harm from befalling Song Xiaoru and Song Xiaodong.

But Sun Changkui and Sun Xiaolong, with drooping shoulders, walked straight up to Song Xiaodong, who, along with Song Xiaoru, calmly watched their approach.

Sun Changkui, looking at Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru, became even more certain that he had fallen prey to their scheme. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be facing him so composedly. No, this wasn’t composure; it was certainty of victory.

Sun Changkui lowered his stance and said, "Big brother, I admit defeat. Cao Qiuhua can marry whomever she wants; I will not force her any longer. The dowry money, I don’t want it either. I beg you to spare me."

Cao Qiuhua’s eyes suddenly widened with disbelief at what she was seeing and hearing. She rubbed her eyes subconsciously. Was this really the same Sun Changkui, the village chief who used to be so decisive in the village?

"Hmph," Song Xiaodong sniffed disdainfully.

Despite his usually fierce appearance, Sun Xiaolong was actually a total pushover. At this moment, he knelt down before Song Xiaodong with a thud, making a pitiful face as he said, "Big brother, big brother, I was blind not to recognize Mount Tai. I spoke rudely to my sister-in-law. I deserve to die. I’ll never dare do it again. Please, big brother, let me go. It’s too much pain; I can’t take it anymore."

Sun Xiaolong was begging for mercy with a nose dripping with snot and eyes brimming with tears like a dog with its tail between its legs.

Cao Qiuhua was stunned; this was not the turn of events she had expected at all.

"Do you think it’s that easy for me to forgive you?" Song Xiaodong said, hands behind his back, looking at the two of them coldly.

Sun Changkui hurriedly spoke, "Big brother, it’s my fault. I’ll give two hundred thousand as compensation for my offense."

Song Xiaodong looked at Sun Changkui, who shivered and quickly added, "No no, five hundred thousand, five hundred thousand!"

Only then did Song Xiaodong say, "Give this money to Sister Qiuhua as compensation for the harm you’ve done to them. You might be spared from death, but you won’t escape punishment. I’ll let you suffer for another week to teach you a lesson."

"Ah! A week! I can’t endure even a day!" Sun Xiaolong immediately cried out.

Sun Changkui gave his son a kick and said, "Thank you, big brother. I’ll definitely remember the lesson and won’t dare to target Cao Qiuhua ever again."

Song Xiaodong looked at Sun Changkui and said coldly, "As the leader of a village, your thoughts should be on benefiting the village. That’s the only way to live up to your position as village chief. If you think of exploiting the villagers, I’ll come back for you."

Sun Changkui immediately felt a chill up his spine and hurriedly said, "No, no, from now on, I’ll treat the villagers well and think of ways to lead everyone to a better life. I’ll definitely remember your lesson, big brother."

Song Xiaodong raised his foot and gave each of their butts a kick, flipping them both over—one kick each. Everyone was in disbelief; even though Sun Changkui and his son were already groveling, Song Xiaodong still treated them so harshly—this was too much.

Sun Changkui and Sun Xiaolong were both inwardly seething, but after they got up, joy suddenly appeared on their faces. Sun Changkui clasped his fists towards Song Xiaodong and said, "Thank you, big brother, for showing mercy."

Song Xiaodong waved his hand impatiently. Without another word, Sun Changkui led his son and a bunch of others and left Cao Qiuhua’s house.

"Village chief, that kid was too much!" a subordinate complained angrily as soon as they were outside.

A slap landed on the subordinate’s head, and Sun Changkui scolded angrily, "Fuck, do you see my arm can move now?

Everyone was taken aback, and then they realized that both Sun Changkui and Sun Xiaolong’s arms could move again, and they weren’t howling in pain anymore. They all understood at once that it must have been the effect of that kick from Song Xiaodong.

This sent a chill down everyone’s spines. These strange happenings were utterly eerie. And such odd occurrences were what scared people the most. No matter how bold they seemed, now they were frightened!