Chapter 570 I hate myself for not working hard
"Old thing, old thing!"

Cui Xing had a ferocious face and glared at Le Wenmao. From the corner of his eye he saw the bodies of his mother and father separated, and he wished he could eat Le Wenmao alive.

He had been bullying people in Liangshui Town for so many years. In his early years before he became successful, he suffered a lot, but at most he would run away when he couldn't win. No one would do anything too extreme, lest he fall into trouble and be forced to death by others.

He never imagined that once he became successful, relying on his brother's relationship with the eldest son of the Zhu family, he would unite all the ruffians in Liangshui Town and engage in extortion.

By completing one task after another assigned by Zhu Xing, they gained a lot of benefits, and their family was about to become the local rich people in Liangshui Town.

When he was at the peak of his glory, Le Wenmao actually came to his house to cause trouble and killed his parents in front of him. He hated Le Wenmao, and he hated himself even more.

Ever since he took advantage of his brother's relationship with Mr. Zhu to unify all the ruffians in Liangshui Town, he has been enjoying himself every day.

It is no longer like before, because there are other ruffians eyeing him covetously. He has to practice hard to avoid conflicts with other ruffians and suffer losses if he has no strength.

Over the years, he has focused his energy on eating, drinking and having fun, and has not continued to practice martial arts. How come he was incapable of saving his father and mother's lives from Le Wenmao's knife, and could only watch helplessly as this old man beheaded his parents with a single knife?

"Old man, don't be so complacent. Wait until my people catch you and then you'll see how I deal with you. If I don't cut you into pieces, I'm not Cui Xing!"

Cui Xing swore to himself, watching as a group of burly warriors, armed with sharp weapons, approached Le Wenmao from all sides, forming a circle that enveloped Le Wenmao. He glanced at Taoist Xuanqing and his group who seemed to be watching the excitement not far away, and couldn't help but feel a sense of underestimation in his heart, thinking:

"Could this old Taoist priest be the helper of this immortal old man?"

He did not know Taoist Master Xuanqing and Wang Ping'an. Wang Ping'an was just a child of one or two years old, so he did not take him seriously. However, he observed Taoist Master Xuanqing carefully. What panicked him was that he could not see anything special about Taoist Master Xuanqing. He looked like an ordinary old Taoist priest. But he did not dare to be careless at all.

Who knows if this old Taoist priest is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?
Just when Cui Xing was worried that Taoist Xuanqing would help or even rescue Le Wenmao when Le Wenmao fell into a disadvantage, one painful wailing after another rang out, attracting Cui Xing's attention.

They were lured by him as the 'deputy gang leader' and surrounded Le Wenmao. After forming an encirclement and making sure that Le Wenmao had no way to escape, they signaled with their eyes and at the same time, they pounced on Le Wenmao from all directions. Unexpectedly, not only did they fail to hurt Le Wenmao, but they were killed by Le Wenmao one after another on the ground.

"This is impossible?"

Cui Xing cried out in surprise. The violent movement pulled at the wounds on his body. Immediately, burning pain came from all directions like a knife. However, at this moment, he did not care about the wounds on his body. Instead, he stared with wide eyes at the battlefield not far away, under siege by a group of burly warriors.

It turned out that one burly warrior after another died at the hands of Le Wenmao!

He had just fought a life-and-death battle with Le Wenmao. Although he had suffered a lot of injuries from Le Wenmao, he could roughly determine Le Wenmao's strength. He was probably in the early stage of martial artist, one level higher than him. Although these burly warriors of his were only martial artists, Liangshui Town was not a big place after all, and could not accommodate real masters.

These burly warriors were considered his elites. He lured them here with various offers. He relied on this group of people to bully people in Liangshui Town and even the surrounding areas. Otherwise, it would be difficult for his brother to curry favor with the eldest son of the Zhu family. However.

He is the most powerful one. If he didn't have some ability, it would be impossible for him to win the support of the people just by relying on his brother's relationship with the eldest son of the Zhu family.

One or two people would definitely not be a match for the immortal Le Wenmao, but there is strength in numbers, as the saying goes: Many ants can kill an elephant.

Under the siege of so many warriors, let alone that Le Wenmao was only at the early stage of martial arts, even if he was at the middle or even late stage of martial arts, he would not be a match for this group of burly warriors.

"Carelessness, I guess it's carelessness. These people have done a lot of bad things since they followed me, but they have never been able to deal with the scum that they need to join forces to deal with like now. This might be the first time they have joined forces, so this is the case. Once they are familiar with each other, Le Wenmao will not be their opponent..."

Cui Xing wanted to say a few words in defense of this group of burly warriors. After all, they had spent a huge amount of money to support these bastards for so many years, hoping that they could play a role in the current situation. Unfortunately, they couldn't even leave a wound on the body of Le Wenmao, an old immortal, let alone play a role.

This meant that all the money he had saved over the years was wasted. If he didn't defend himself, he would feel extremely uncomfortable.

I'm afraid few people would be willing to go through the experience of wasting money.

Not to mention.

Once all these people died at the hands of Le Wenmao, given the cruelty of this old man, I'm afraid he would be the last one to die.

"You bastards, all the money I've spent over the years has been wasted. You're all just a bunch of trash!"

Cui Xing wanted to say something, but when he saw the burly warriors who were besieging Le Wenmao, he realized that they had not hurt Le Wenmao at all after a long time. Instead, they were killed one after another by Le Wenmao. He cursed and saw that these people were obviously frightened by Le Wenmao's ferocity, so he quickly got up and wanted to escape.

He knew exactly what kind of people these burly men who were lured into joining his gang with huge sums of money were. They had some strength, but they could only win battles. They knew they would lose. Let alone luring them with the title of 'deputy gang leader', even if he lured them with the title of 'gang leader', it would be impossible to succeed if they knew it was impossible.

Not to mention the temptation of being the 'deputy gang leader', even if he used threats and inducements, these bastards would still run away.

Who made it so? Having a life to earn but not a life to spend it is what these bastards and even he often say!
If he didn't run away now, these bastards would be frightened by the old man Le Wenmao and flee in all directions like birds and beasts. Then it would be too late for him to escape.

"Uncle, please act quickly and don't let Cui Xing escape!"

Cui Xing was paying attention to every move on the battlefield. He saw the burly warriors who besieged his grandfather one after another, and all of them died tragically at the hands of his grandfather. The rest of the burly warriors were so scared that they hesitated in their attacks. When they were about to praise his grandfather, they suddenly noticed Cui Xing's stealthy back as he turned around and ran away, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to remind them.

(End of this chapter)