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The pain of broken fingers and torn tendons is unbearable for most people. The burly man, whose fingers were broken by Feng Bingwen without any warning, let out a miserable cry of pain.
The thugs behind the burly man looked at their companion who suddenly screamed, their bewildered eyes filled with fear, not knowing what had happened.
"You little bastard!"
The sudden pain of the severed finger left the brute momentarily stunned. He looked at the child in front of him, raised one hand, and swung it down with a whooshing sound, about to strike Feng Bingwen on the head. But Feng Bingwen was faster.
Click!
Feng Bingwen took a step forward, and his tiny feet, which were small compared to the strong man's feet, shoved his foot directly into the mud.
Although the ground below was dirt, this was a busy road with people and vehicles, and the dirt was compacted very hard. With one step, his foot was almost crushed.
Aww—
The more intense torment caused the brute to let out a howl that was not human. Before his raised hand could even fall, he collapsed to the ground, kneeling and clutching his legs as he screamed in agony.
As soon as the man fell, the thugs behind him saw his miserable state. Being street thugs, they had no guts and, seeing the situation was not good, they turned to run away.
"How insensible of you, why are you running away?"
Upon seeing those thugs running away, Feng Bingwen was furious. How could he let the good deed he had just earned slip away like that?
The boy, barely a teenager, ducked and rushed up behind Hu Er, who was the slowest runner. Feng Bingwen kicked him in the buttocks, and after watching him fall face-first into the mud with a cry of "Ouch," he ignored him and went to chase the other three thugs.
In less than a quarter of an hour, all three thugs were knocked to the ground. This was only because they were quick and agile; otherwise, they would have been knocked down even faster.
Some of them did try to resist, after all, Feng Bingwen's appearance was too deceptive. But once they made contact, they understood why Hu Er and the other man were in such a miserable state. His seemingly short body contained inhuman, unstoppable strength.
Feng Bingwen didn't kill the three thugs; he only beat them until they were covered in wounds. They looked about the same as Hu Er and could still walk, unlike the burly man whose arm and leg were practically crippled, making it difficult for him to move.
"Hey, Mr. Hu, you're pretty quick. I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've already sent people to ambush me."
Feng Bingwen found a secluded spot by the roadside, dumped the group there, and then looked with a smile at Hu Er, who was rubbing his buttocks and couldn't sit or lie down comfortably.
“Uncle Feng, how dare I call myself ‘Master’ in front of you? I was blind and offended you. Please forgive me.”
Hu Er looked embarrassed, but he had no choice but to put aside his pride and beg for mercy from the boy in front of him. He understood now that the reason he was beaten two days ago was not because he was unprepared, but because the other person was stronger than him.
It seemed highly unusual for a teenager to possess the strength to defeat a group of men. This was no ordinary power, and his first thought was of the demons and monsters that frequently appeared in operas and novels.
"I'm magnanimous? Hey, didn't you, Second Master Hu, just threaten to spank my butt until it's swollen?"
Feng Bingwen smiled, showing no sign of anger. Hu Er felt a chill run down his spine when he saw him like this. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the child in front of him must have been replaced by some unknown demon, otherwise how could he have such strange strength?
"I just made a foolish mistake, please don't take it seriously!"
Looking at the burly man still groaning beside him, Hu Er just wanted to seize the opportunity to run away and then report to the authorities.
"Don't be afraid, I'm actually in a pretty good mood right now."
Feng Bingwen looked at the gaunt thug trembling in front of him. He wondered what the guy had thought of after seeing his astonishing performance, but he probably didn't think the best of him.
"I won't do anything to you."
"Uncle Feng, you are a magnanimous man. Just treat me like a fart and let me go."
Hu Er forced a fawning expression onto his face.
"You've come to me like this, and if I just let you go, people will think I'm easy to bully."
"No one thinks you're easy to bully!"
Another thug, whose body was covered in bruises, looked at Feng Bingwen, his lips trembling, muttering softly, as if he had somehow come to mind.
"Hu Er, tell me where these people live, and I'll let you go today!"
Feng Bingwen pointed to the group of people Hu Er had brought. Upon hearing this, the thugs were terrified and frantically tried to signal to Hu Er not to betray them.
But what kind of person is Hu Er? How could he take risks for these cronies? As the saying goes, "There are those who die but I will not." When he heard Feng Bingwen's request, he didn't hesitate for a moment and told Feng Bingwen the names and addresses of these people as if pouring out beans.
"Good, I've got it."
After listening to it only once, Feng Bingwen nodded with satisfaction, his smile widening. Then, Feng Bingwen turned his smile towards the battered thugs.
Take good care of your injury!
The gentle, caring words of advice sent an even deeper chill through Hu Er, who was hearing them for the second time.
"I'm leaving now. You all go back on your own. Remember to take good care of yourselves. I'll come find you again."
Seeing that the thugs in front of him did not respond to his concern, Feng Bingwen did not care. He got up, clapped his hands, picked up the small cloth bag placed aside, and continued towards the county town.
After Feng Bingwen left, this secluded corner, far from the main road, fell into an eerie silence. But soon after, a low growl rang out, filled with gritted teeth.
"Hu Er!!"
"You actually betrayed us!"
"I had no choice!"
A confident voice followed, but then turned into a scream and a muffled groan. The noise only stopped after a long while.
"You bunch of scoundrels! Master Hu just saved your lives, and you're still so ungrateful!"
Hu Er, whose entire body ached, cursed at the few cronies he had summoned back.
"Pooh!"
A glob of phlegm landed on Hu Er, who was cursing angrily after getting a beating early in the morning.
"Fuck you! If I hadn't been so unlucky as to meet you, you bastard, would I be suffering like this?"
"That's right, Hu Er, you've got nothing better to do than provoke this little tyrant, and drag us into it too! What did we ever do to you!"
“You’re not happy even when I call you stupid. You’ve all been beaten up, haven’t you realized yet? This scholar’s grandson might not even be human.”
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