"How has Lu Ah beco so formidable after just a few years of boxing in Australia?" As he watched three boxers already dead, Ah Song was drenched in cold sweat.
He was a fight promoter, and he had a sharp eye for spotting talent.
The ten boxers were the seeds he had recently taken an interest in and had been focused on training. In his view, each of them was just as strong as Lu Ah had been a few years ago.
Lu Ah could maybe take on one or two, but ten would be almost impossible.
Yet, looking at the situation now, it was only a matter of ti before Lu Ah would kill the remaining seven!
"No, I can’t let this kid leave alive, or I’m definitely dead!" Ah Song imdiately ran outside and picked up his phone to call the Hamlin Family, "Hello, Lu Ah is here at my place..."
"Agh!" A boxer leapt high, aiming to use the force of his descent to elbow strike Lu Ah.
Lu Ah turned and kicked off the wall, using the rebound to leap up and sweep his foot toward the guy’s head.
Bang!
The guy went down headfirst, his neck broken, dead as can be!
"Six left!" Lu Ah took the initiative to attack, smashing a punch toward the guy in the lead.
The other hurriedly threw a punch out. Their fists collided with a "crack," and the guy’s arm bone instantly fractured!
"Ah!" The guy let out a heart-wrenching scream. As Lu Ah was about to finish him off, the other five rushed over, attacking Lu Ah’s head like mad.
They knew that Lu Ah had incredible resilience, and hitting other parts was useless; they had to target his head.
Lu Ah imdiately shielded his head, letting these guys’ fists pound on his arms.
"Die!" One of the boxers pulled out a short knife and viciously stabbed it toward Lu Ah’s abdon.
Clang!
The knife seed to have hit a piece of soft iron, letting out a tallic clang that left the boxer dumbfounded: "Bullet-proof vest!"
He couldn’t believe that Lu Ah was actually wearing a bullet-proof vest. If he was, the clothing would surely have been bulging, but Lu Ah appeared to be wearing only a pair of shorts!
In that instant of shock, Lu Ah quickly grabbed the guy’s wrist, swung it up, and used the knife to slash at the others.
The others fell back, and Lu Ah pulled that boxer over, then reversed the knife and slit his throat!
The guy with the broken arm tried to run, but Lu Ah threw the knife, piercing the man’s back!
"Four left." Lu Ah stared straight at them, his eyes wild like a beast, sending a chill down their spines.
"We can’t beat him, let’s run!" Without any hesitation, the four of them turned and ran in different directions.
Lu Ah didn’t chase after them, waiting until they had all fled before he clutched his chest and violently spat out a mouthful of blood: "Puh—"
Even after resting overnight, the battle with the buzz-cut man yesterday had taken a heavy toll, and his internal injuries hadn’t healed.
Fighting again today had only worsened his injuries.
If those four had persisted a bit longer, he would have had no doubt perished!
Lucky for him, those four guys were scared off. Assuming Ah Song has fled too, he needed to leave this place quickly and find sowhere to properly heal his wounds.
Once he recovered from his injuries, he would go and kill off the entire Hamlin Family!
Over a hundred bodyguards wearing sunglasses arrived at Ah Song’s place, finding several corpses but no sign of Lu Ah.
A middle-aged man with a goatee coldly asked, "Where is he?"
"Steward, you’ve arrived too slowly, he has escaped," Ah Song was anxious, "But rest assured, I know how many acquaintances he has in Mangu..."
Bang!
The steward shot Ah Song between the eyes without hesitation, and Ah Song fell to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He had clearly been the one to inform them, so why did they want to kill him?
"Useless trash, couldn’t even keep a hold of a boxer, dreaming of the Hamlin Family’s bounty," the steward said coldly, "He can’t have gone far. Split up and search, and double the bounty!"
While the Hamlin Family was scouring Mangu for Lu Ah, Wang Han’s team of rcenaries quietly made their way into Mangu.
Yang Yu relayed Huang Shiying’s contact thods to Wang Han, asking them to serve as the eyes and ears for his team.
With such an intelligence network helping out, Wang Han soon found the area where Lu Ah was hiding: the most remote and run-down slums of Mangu.
The slum was vast, a chaotic jumble of characters, making it an ideal hiding spot for many criminals.
Hidden here, whether for the Hamlin Family or Wang Han, locating Lu Ah would not be an easy task.
Although he was worried about Lu Ah, Yang Yu still had things he needed to do.
On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the Shen sisters, Yang Yuxuan, and the couple Yang Xue returned to Tianhai City, while Yang Yu accompanied his parents to his mother’s hotown—Tree Village.
In Yang Yu’s old neighborhood, birthday banquets were generally held at noon on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, because there was not much else to do on that day, and everyone was available.
Yang Yu looked around and felt that Tree Village was much like Yang Village, each as impoverished as the other, typical of a poor rural area.
However, Yang Yu believed, with his help, in another year or two, Yang Village could certainly beco a rich village at the provincial level.
When the family of three arrived at the Liu Family’s house, Yang Yu noticed that the Liu’s house was quite large, spanning hundreds of square ters.
Dozens of banquet tables were arranged outside the Liu’s house, creating quite a spectacular scene.
Yang Rongguang and his wife brought Yang Yu into the Liu family ho, and a large group of relatives whispered curiously, "Who are they, how co we have never seen them before?"
"Eh? That looks like Cuiyun!"
"It really is Cuiyun, she’s finally willing to return ho?"
"She truly is heartless. To leave ho for thirty to forty years, I thought she would never co back!"
"What’s the big deal? Her parents just didn’t let her marry a poor boy, it was for her own good. How can she be so cruel?"
Hearing the relatives’ gossip, Yang Yu felt very uncomfortable.
He believed his parents wouldn’t lie to him; if it was the family who refused to let them return, how could it be his mother’s fault?
But Yang Yu did not want to argue with them. Today was his Grandpa’s birthday, and he preferred to avoid any altercations and live in peace if possible.
"Cuiyun, you’ve finally co back," an elderly woman in her seventies approached, holding Liu Cuyun’s hand, "Look at you, you must have had a hard ti these years?"
"Mom, I’m okay, and it’s all in the past now," Liu Cuyun also patted her mother’s hand, "My son is quite successful, we will be able to enjoy life soon..."
"Is that the cousin who couldn’t even scrape together tuition fees? The one who couldn’t afford college, how successful could he be?"
A young man smirked, "Auntie, you’re not trying to put on a brave face, are you? Don’t worry, just tell the truth, we’re all family here, we won’t laugh at you."
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