Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 653 - 654: Cleaning Up Four Unlucky Fools

Chapter 653: Chapter 654: Cleaning Up Four Unlucky Fools

After Song Xiaodong left, he did not go far and soon saw Shui Qingyue and her group coming out, with Shui Qingyue keeping her head down, following behind Liu Minghui and seeming rather desolate.

Half a day later, it seemed that Liu Minghui’s impulsive anger had subsided, and his attitude had considerably improved. However, Shui Qingyue still seemed uninterested.

After waiting in a clearing in the woods for some time, a military helicopter arrived and took them away directly.

Song Xiaodong did not reappear. He could somewhat understand Liu Minghui’s impulsivity; anyone who discovered their fiancée with a lecher would think too much and feel angry.

However, what made Song Xiaodong judgemental about Liu Minghui was that this man cared too much about Shui Qingyue’s chastity, but not so much about protecting Shui Qingyue herself.

But these were Shui Qingyue’s family affairs, and such matters, when interfered with by outsiders, often exacerbate the conflict. He hoped that after they had calmed down, they could reconcile as before.

Without his equipment, but Song Xiaodong now felt much more relaxed than when he had arrived; his wounds had healed, and he felt an increase in his strength. Moreover, familiar with the methods of traveling in the snow, he had walked more than thirty kilometers in just half a day, almost as fast as with a snowmobile.

By the evening, Song Xiaodong spotted some people not far ahead. As he got closer, he recognized them—it was the four guys who had held him captive.

At that moment, the four guys looked somewhat scruffy and staggered, with one of them being carried by another, apparently injured.

Song Xiaodong did not deliberately hide but slowly slid towards the four men. They immediately heard the noise and all turned their heads to look at Song Xiaodong.

"Damn, it’s that hunter!" Third Brother immediately exclaimed with joy and whooshed over to Song Xiaodong, reaching for his neck.

Today was not like the past; Song Xiaodong couldn’t let him succeed again. Raising his hand, he had already grabbed Third Brother’s wrist.

"Huh!" Third Brother exclaimed in surprise, flipping his hand and reaching for Song Xiaodong’s wrist with a very clever Qinna Technique.

However, Song Xiaodong’s counter-move was faster, his finger pointed at the edge of Third Brother’s wrist and then quickly cut to his wrist pulse.

Song Xiaodong didn’t cut deeply, but Third Brother jumped back as if burned, looking at Song Xiaodong in panic and barked, "Boy, you know Kung Fu."

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "You guys, holding me for three days, is truly hateful. This time I’ll fix you for three days to avenge this."

Eldest Brother’s face darkened and said, "Kid, I really didn’t expect you to be pretending to be a sheep but a tiger. What’s your purpose?"

Song Xiaodong glanced over the few men and said indifferently, "Laozi was hurt at the beginning, which allowed you three clowns to succeed. Now, naturally, I have to take it back."

"Hmph, you really don’t know how high the sky is. Laozi was just careless earlier. Come again!" Third Brother bellowed, charging at Song Xiaodong once more.

He really was not convinced; first, Song Xiaodong’s sudden move earlier had caught him off guard, and second, Qinna Technique, a clever form of Kung Fu, was not his forte; he excelled in hard, external Kung Fu.

This time, prepared, Third Brother’s attacks were indeed different—his punches and kicks brought wind, causing the snow on the ground to fly up with it.

To speak of Third Brother’s strength, he would also likely rank among the top ten in the Sun family; he indeed had enough reason to be proud.

Today, Song Xiaodong had sought them out simply to test the extent of his current strength, so without saying another word, he stepped forward and engaged in combat with Third Brother.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After exchanging a few punches and kicks, Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "You alone are no match for me, why don’t you all try together?"

Watching the fight, Fourth Brother said to Eldest Brother, "Third Brother is no match for him, I’ll go."

Eldest Brother nodded, and Fourth Brother leapt forward toward Song Xiaodong, his Kung Fu was exquisite yet deadly, targeting Song Xiaodong’s vital points with every move. Though his attacks appeared unimpressive, getting hit even once would likely result in more damage than from Third Brother’s hits.

Eldest Brother watched the three intently, growing increasingly alarmed. What seemed to be an inconspicuous hunter was now exhibiting such terrifying strength. Both Third Brother and Fourth Brother, working together, couldn’t even gain a slight advantage and were instead completely restrained by their opponent alone.

"Second Brother, you rest first, I’ll also help," Eldest Brother called over his shoulder to Second Brother.

"Be careful, Big Brother," Second Brother said softly.

Eldest Brother set Second Brother down and also leapt into the fray.

Third Brother and Fourth Brother were already struggling to breathe under Song Xiaodong’s pressure. Seeing Eldest Brother join the fight momentarily boosted their spirits, and they tried to switch from defense to offense.

However, their hopes were good in theory, but the reality was exceedingly frustrating for them. With two people, the pressure was immense; and with three, their pressure seemed not to lessen at all. As more of them joined, the opponent’s strength seemingly grew even stronger.

At that moment, Song Xiaodong seemed like a deity with three heads and six arms, his attacks enclosing all three of them. It was a complete suppression, and the three were left with only the ability to defend. It wasn’t going to take long until they were utterly defeated.

The three could only grit their teeth and hold on, as sustaining such attacks was extremely draining. If their opponent’s stamina decreased after a while, that would be their chance to counterattack.

Yet this hope seemed difficult to realize. Song Xiaodong’s attacks, sometimes fierce and sometimes fluid, invariably kept them within his reach.

Just as the three were about to collapse, Song Xiaodong suddenly stepped back, stood with his hands behind his back, and laughed, "Do you concede?"

With the surrounding pressure easing, the three felt a release at once and almost sat down from exhaustion, managing only to stand their ground. They were inwardly convinced, but found it hard to vocalize their defeat.

In their hearts, they were profoundly shocked. Such strength from their opponent could even match their own family’s Eldest Brother.

"This gentleman truly is a master. Thank you for sparing our lives," Second Brother, who hadn’t made a move, watched everything clearly and spoke softly.

Song Xiaodong laughed again, leaping past Second Brother. But before passing by, he casually tapped Second Brother’s back twice.

"Second Brother!" The three were shocked and hurried over.

Second Brother immediately coughed twice but joy suddenly appeared on his face, the two taps from Song Xiaodong had relieved his congested True Qi, significantly healing his internal injury.

"A true master indeed!" Second Brother couldn’t help but mutter, completely baffling the other three.