Although the rage in his heart was surging like waves in his chest, Su Wenjun could only hold it back. He clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffed up due to the force, his chest heaved violently, and he tried hard to restrain his urge to rush forward. He secretly swore in his heart that he must find an opportunity to teach these villains the lesson they deserved.
Just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, Old Man Zhou, who was usually so taciturn that he was almost ignored, walked out slowly and steadily.
His weather-beaten face wore an inviolable and stern expression.
I saw that Old Man Zhou was holding tightly in his hand the hard bow that had been with him for many years. The bow looked a little old due to being rubbed for a long time, but it still had a tough texture.
His fingers were tightly gripping the bowstring, as if with just a slight pull he could shoot an extremely sharp arrow.
Old Man Zhou stared sternly at the group of arrogant men. His voice was low but full of power as he said to the leading man, "Don't go too far. If you really push me to the limit, I, an old man, won't care. My arrows are blind. If I hurt anyone, it's your own fault! Don't blame me for not warning you in advance."
Old Man Zhou's words instantly made the atmosphere even more tense.
The group of strong men, who were originally arrogant, couldn't help but be stunned. They looked at each other for a few times, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Obviously, they didn't expect that in this seemingly ordinary team, there was actually a person who could use a bow, and the momentum in which the old man spoke really made them feel a little apprehensive.
The burly man in the lead was startled at first, then he narrowed his fierce eyes and looked at the old hunter Zhou carefully as if he was looking at prey.
His face was trembling with anger as he said viciously, "Old fellow, you dare to threaten me? Humph, you think you can scare me with that broken bow? Believe it or not, I will chop off your old bones first and let you know the consequences of going against me!"
As he spoke, he deliberately waved the shining big knife in his hand in the air a few times. The "whoosh" sound made by the blade cutting through the air seemed to be demonstrating to Old Man Zhou, trying to suppress the slight uneasiness that Old Man Zhou brought to him.
Old Man Zhou, however, was like a steady mountain, not at all moved by the harsh words of the leading strong man. His face remained stern, and his eyes revealed a resolute determination.
He slowly raised his arm, and his weathered, calloused hand firmly grasped the hard bow that had been with him for many years. Then, he exerted a little force with his arm and gently pulled the bowstring.
As he moved, the bowstring gradually tightened, making a crisp, pleasant yet slightly chilling sound, as if this old bow was announcing its power to everyone.
The sound was particularly loud in the silent and tense atmosphere, reaching the ears of everyone present and making everyone's hearts tighten.
Old Man Zhou responded coldly, "You can try and see which is faster, your knife or my arrow! I've lived for most of my life and have seen all sorts of storms. How could I be afraid of a bully like you?"
Once my arrow leaves the string, it won't recognize anyone. If I accidentally hurt you or your accomplices, you can only blame yourselves for asking for trouble. You've pushed others too far!"
His voice was low and steady, and every word seemed to carry a tremendous force, hitting the hearts of those strong men hard, making their originally arrogant demeanor falter.
For a moment, the two sides were once again deadlocked. The leading man had a ferocious expression on his face, his eyes glaring fiercely at Old Man Zhou. He still held the broadsword high in his hand, but seemed wary of the sharp arrows that could be fired at any moment, and did not dare to take a single step forward.
The group of strong men behind him also looked hesitant and exchanged glances with each other. They obviously did not expect that such a tough guy would emerge from this seemingly ordinary team.
At this tense moment, the air seemed to freeze and everyone's heart was in their throat.
Suddenly, there was a faint sound of horse hooves coming from the distance. At first, the sound was as faint as the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, but it came closer and closer at a very fast speed. Every sound of the hooves hitting the ground became clearer and louder, as if it was rushing straight towards this side with a majestic momentum to break the deadlock.
Everyone couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Their eyes, which were originally fixed on each other with full of vigilance, instantly turned to the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from.
Everyone's face was filled with confusion and surprise. In this desolate wilderness, and in such a tense situation, no one knew the origin of this man on horseback who suddenly appeared.
Soon, a group of people came galloping on tall horses.
They were dressed in uniform and looked quite capable and neat. The dust raised by the horses as they ran formed a small cloud of dust behind them.
This group of men, riding horses with sturdy figures and grim expressions, looked at the crowd gathered together in a strange atmosphere. The leader suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse under his crotch neighed loudly, raising its front hooves high. Then he shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Get out of the way!"
The voice was full of energy and carried unquestionable majesty. It echoed in the mountains and instantly broke the stalemate.
When the people in Sujia Village heard the order from the man on horseback, they did not dare to delay and quickened their pace to the side of the road.
Everyone looked nervous and looked back carefully as they walked, for fear of being hit by the galloping horses.
The elderly and children, in particular, were tightly protected in the middle of the team. Everyone huddled together tightly, not daring to breathe, hoping that these people who suddenly appeared would pass by quickly and not cause any more trouble.
However, the group of arrogant and domineering men still stood there steadily, without moving at all.
They all stared with wide eyes at the strong horses ridden by the group, their eyes filled with naked greed.
The horse was tall and mighty, with shiny fur. It was obviously a very fine breed. The reins, saddle and other accessories on the horse were also exquisite and obviously worth a lot of money.
These big men usually ran rampant in this area, and had never seen such good horses before. At this moment, they had evil ideas in their minds, thinking that if they could get these horses, they would make a fortune.
The leading man puffed out his chest, his face trembling with his movements. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Humph! This is our territory of the Tiger Village. If you want to pass through us, you must pay money or hand over food! If anyone dares to break the rules, ask this knife in my hand if it agrees!"
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