Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 252 - 253: Humanoid Hammer

Chapter 252: Chapter 253: Humanoid Hammer

"Bang!" A sound of flesh and bone colliding rang out as two fists, devoid of any tricks, smashed together, sending one person’s body tumbling backward, crashing through two tables before stabilizing.

Shockingly, the person who was flung back was Mad Bull, not Song Xiaodong. Song Xiaodong still stood firmly in his original spot, hands clasped behind his back, proudly watching Mad Bull.

"Yeah!" Miao Xuanxuan shouted excitedly.

Li Gang and Wang Xiaoqiang also excitedly waved their arms. Mad Bull had brought them immense pressure, and Song Xiaodong’s punch that repelled Mad Bull instantly boosted their confidence.

However, they were secretly wondering to themselves how Dongzi had become so absurdly strong. How had he trained like this in the army?

The most shocked of all were the people Mad Bull had brought with him and the various onlookers. They almost doubted their eyes. Mad Bull, who was over one meter ninety, broad and stout enough to encase Song Xiaodong inside him, showed no advantage despite such a physical disparity and was still repelled by Song Xiaodong, who was much smaller in stature.

"Ah!" Mad Bull stabilized himself, roared loudly, and charged at Song Xiaodong with large strides, bellowing, "Kid, today I’m going to smash you into a meat patty."

His massive body was like a human bulldozer; anything that came close to him was sent flying, an unstoppable force.

Ordinary people, facing such an imposing Mad Bull, would be scared stiff, not to mention fighting him.

Song Xiaodong stood motionless, eyes fixed on Mad Bull. He was somewhat surprised. The physical robustness of Mad Bull was somewhat beyond his expectations. Earlier, his intention with that punch was to shatter Mad Bull’s fist, but now it seemed Mad Bull’s hand had not sustained such damage.

When Mad Bull’s fist came at him, Song Xiaodong didn’t meet force with force but swiftly caught Mad Bull’s wrist. With skillful strength and borrowing force, he swung Mad Bull’s vast body over his head, smashing him directly onto a table behind him.

Even if the table was sturdy, it couldn’t withstand the pressure of Mad Bull’s body and instantly splintered into four pieces.

"Concede?" Song Xiaodong coldly looked at Mad Bull.

"I concede to you!" Mad Bull roared again, agilely performing a kip-up and charging once more.

But what met him was another casual grab and fling from Song Xiaodong. He was once again heavily slammed onto the ground, causing the floor to tremble.

The surrounding people involuntarily grimaced as if they too were slammed into the ground, feeling the pain themselves.

"Concede or not?" Song Xiaodong asked again.

"Not conceding!" Mad Bull shouted once more, jumping up. This time, he had learned his lesson and kicked directly at Song Xiaodong.

He had changed his strategy, but in front of Song Xiaodong, it made no difference. Song Xiaodong easily caught Mad Bull’s ankle and, using force again, slammed him down once more.

"Concede or not?" Song Xiaodong asked again.

After being slammed to the ground several times, even the physically strong Mad Bull felt his bones nearly breaking. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Not conceding!" He tried to jump up, but his lower back could not exert any strength, and he struggled to stand.

This time Mad Bull had learned his lesson and did not attack immediately. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, aiming to defend first.

"Then I’ll keep beating you until you concede!" Song Xiaodong saw through Mad Bull’s intention, stepped forward, and reached for Mad Bull’s arm.

Mad Bull felt the movement of Song Xiaodong’s hand was not fast, but he just couldn’t dodge it. Spreading his legs, he assumed a horse stance, determined to hold his ground. He didn’t believe Song Xiaodong could leverage his strength this time to send him flying again.

Song Xiaodong’s mouth curled into a mocking smile, and suddenly yelled. His arm forcefully pulled, straightening Mad Bull’s arm all at once.

"Ah!" Mad Bull desperately struggled, but the opponent’s strength was unimaginably great. That strong force traveled from his arm to his body and eventually to his feet. A floating sensation suddenly overcame him, and he found himself lifted into the air involuntarily.

"Bang!" Mad Bull was spun around forcefully by Song Xiaodong and then once again slammed hard onto the floor.

"Submit or not!"

"I don’t submit!"

"Bang!"

"Submit or not!"

"I don’t submit!"

"Bang!"

"..."

One had to admit, Mad Bull was really tough, just gritting his teeth and saying he wouldn’t submit, even though he had already been dazed and battered by Song Xiaodong.

To everyone else, Song Xiaodong now seemed like he was wielding a huge human-shaped sledgehammer, repeatedly smashing it against the floor.

"Fuck! Everyone, get him together, or Brother Niu will be smashed to death by him."

Finally, the minions snapped to their senses, and after a quick shout, they all rushed at once.

Song Xiaodong laughed out loud, yelling, "Bring it on!" He grabbed Mad Bull by the arm, switching from bashing to swinging sideways, and anyone who charged at him was sent flying, as Mad Bull’s body had become a weapon in his hands.

In the blink of an eye, the minions who had tried to swarm him had been knocked down by this over 200-pound heavy weapon, some even suffering broken bones.

The onlookers’ eyes were about to pop out; this was even more ferocious than anything in the movies.

Song Xiaodong threw down Mad Bull, whose cell phone happened to ring as he hit the ground.

Song Xiaodong picked it up and answered nonchalantly. A man’s voice came from the other end, "Mad Bull, have you brought the person back?"

"He’s in my hands now." Song Xiaodong replied indifferently, then asked in return, "You must be Jin Long, right?"

Jin Long was furious when he heard this, "Correct! Boy, you’ve got some nerve. I warn you, if you dare touch Mad Bull, I will make sure you die with nowhere to bury your body."

"I really don’t like being threatened," Song Xiaodong said. "But if you want Mad Bull back, we can definitely discuss some business."

"What business?" Jin Long said, his face turning blue with rage.

"Five Million, and I’ll let this guy and his minions go."

"You dare extort me?" Jin Long laughed as if it was the funniest joke in the world.

Song Xiaodong said flatly, "I don’t know about extortion, but you can choose to decline."

"Fuck you, let Mad Bull go!"

"I told you, I hate threats the most. Since you threatened me, now the price is doubled. If I don’t see ten million in ten minutes, then you better prepare to collect his body."

After saying that, Song Xiaodong cheerfully hung up the phone.