Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps approached, which alerted them slightly, but they paid no attention to it.
A few seconds later, four figures cautiously approached, seemingly searching for their target. Junjue held Wan'er's hand tightly, standing before her. He was about to explain when he was interrupted by a man and a woman:
"Those who don't want to die, hand over what you have on you right now!"
Wan'er raised the food bag in her hand and said, "We're just here to rest, we don't have anything valuable." She tried to hide her nervousness, but her heart was beating faster.
Although she is skilled in combat, she has only ever killed mutated animals; she has never actually killed a human!
Another young couple looked at them with mockery. The tattooed man sneered, "Do you think we'll believe you? In this chaotic time, you're just a pair of pathetic wretches who could be buried with us at any moment."
Wan'er gripped Junjue's hand tightly, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "We really have no other possessions. Are you sure you want to go against us?"
Unexpectedly, her words only fueled the robbers' even greater desires.
The greed in their eyes suddenly flared up. The man pulled out a sharp weapon and said coldly, "You two lovebirds really think you're something special."
"If you don't hand over the stuff, we'll make you regret it."
Looking at the other person's cold gaze, Junjue sighed inwardly, wondering how there could be such an unreasonable person.
He really wanted to resolve things violently, but thinking about how it would leave a bad impression on Wan'er, he could only try to calm himself down and say:
"Brother, we really don't have anything valuable, so why are you attacking us?"
The woman in one of the couples sneered, "You're all cowards, you deserve to be bullied by us! Hand over all your valuables now, or you'll face the consequences."
The Duke sighed softly, realizing that this could no longer be resolved through reason.
His face was grave as he clenched his fists and said firmly, "Since you insist on making things difficult for us, then so be it!"
"You brat, you're asking for it! If you don't bring over your food, we'll send you two on your way to your doom."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a long, slender leg kicked him away.
Ah~
"Bang!"
"Ouch! That hurts!" The tattooed man lay on the ground, looking utterly disheveled, groaning in pain.
"Honey...are you alright?" The woman quickly went over and helped the man up.
Little did they know, the other couple was also startled by the sudden sound. Their eyes widened, unable to process what was happening, and they were immediately bewildered.
"Want to come again? Or should I send you all to hell together?"
Junjue kicked another man away, then kicked the first man again.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Ouch...it hurts!"
"Hey bro, we were wrong."
The two men were kicked and slammed to the ground, one pinning the other down, their bodies writhing in pain as they trembled and begged for mercy.
"I haven't even done anything yet! Aren't you all so tough?"
You dare send us to hell? Are you tired of living so comfortably?
You can't even beat my woman, yet you want to rob our food!
After Junjue finished speaking, he stomped heavily on the chest of the tattooed man above him and said in a cold, mocking voice.
"Ouch...! It hurts! Brothers, we were really wrong."
"We were blind and didn't know your power, we'll never do it again!" the tattooed man pleaded, looking miserable.
They thought the two were just two clueless young lovers who could be easily manipulated, but who knew they'd bitten off more than they could chew. They were truly in pain and full of regret.
The man pinned down below continued to chime in, "Yes, yes, yes... Brother, we were wrong. We just hadn't eaten for days and wanted to rob someone for something to eat."
Junjue looked at the two weaklings and asked Wan'er beside him, "Wan'er, what do you want to do with them?"
"The robbery must have been tipped off by those two women. Let them slap each of them ten times and then let them go!" Wan'er said with a wicked smile.
Junjue kicked the two men again, once each, and a sound like a pig being slaughtered rang out.
"Did you hear what my girlfriend said? If you don't want to die, give me ten slaps, or you won't live." After saying that, he took his foot off the other person's chest.
"Yes, yes, yes... Brother, I'll go punish that woman right away." The tattooed man quickly scrambled to his feet, clutching his chest, and grabbed his woman's hair, slapping her repeatedly.
"Slap slap slap..."
"Aaaaaah...!"
"It hurts... Honey... Be gentle, it hurts so much... Waaaaah!"
Seeing that the other one hadn't made a move yet, the Duke kicked it again.
The man on the ground, clutching his stomach, wailed and scrambled to his feet, grabbing his woman and slapping her repeatedly.
The woman was being pulled by her hair, and she tried to back away in terror, but was pulled back again.
"Where do you think you're going, you bitch? Trying to escape? You want to get me killed?"
"Slap slap slap..."
"Ah...ah!"
"Ouch, my nose, oh... my nose is crooked."
"You bitch, you dared to get plastic surgery behind my back! I'll beat you to death, you slut!"
The thin young man, seeing that his wife's nose was crooked to one side and looked terribly ugly, hit her even harder.
"You bitch, still saying you haven't had plastic surgery? I'll fucking kill you!"
"Clap clap clap~"
"Ahhh!"
"You bastard, I spent 100,000 yuan to get my nose done, and you beat it to a pulp! I'll fight you to the death!"
"You bitch, I'll kill you tonight!"
"Smack!"
"I'm going to kill you!" The woman, panting heavily after being slapped again, lunged forward and instantly began fighting with her husband.
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