Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Chapter 111: Killing the Chicken to Warn the Monkey! Fulfilling the Promise!_2

This isn’t conducive to him lying low and developing secretly.

His eyes flickered slightly, a faint trace of killing intent visible.

...

On the main road.

Numerous martial artists of the Black Sand Gang galloped by, kicking up clouds of dust. Han Lu’s face was ashen.

It took considerable effort to regain this profitable position this year, but unexpectedly, the nearby villages seemed to have grown bold, one after another refusing to hand over their yearly supply!

Originally, Han Lu had thought only Gu’s Manor was being reckless, but to his surprise, other villages were acting the same way.

He had visited several places in succession, and apart from the Li family fortress which had long been under the Black Sand Gang’s control and yielded three thousand silver taels, the rest didn’t offer a single coin. Each one was stubborn and defiant.

What he didn’t know was that the nearby villages had already secretly banded together.

"Damn it! Damn it! A bunch of wretched peasants!"

Han Lu couldn’t help but curse angrily.

He pulled the reins on his horse, which let out a pained whinny. The other Black Sand Gang members did the same and turned their gaze toward Han Lu.

One of the gang members couldn’t hold back and muttered:

"Lord Han, these mud-legged fools are so ungrateful. Why not... handle things the same way as before?"

Murderous intent flashed across everyone’s eyes.

In the beginning.

The Black Sand Gang also struggled to collect the yearly supply, but after killing one chicken, the other monkeys naturally fell into line, handing over their dues without protest.

Han Lu let out a cold snort:

"It seems our Black Sand Gang has been too low-profile as of late. Otherwise, what gives these wretched peasants the audacity to disregard us? If we don’t take some action, it looks like this year’s supply won’t be collected at all."

"Then, Lord Han... same as last time with the Li family fortress?"

Excitement flickered in the gang members’ eyes.

Han Lu mulled over it:

"Specific actions will be decided when we return and hear the boss’s instructions. But for now, we’ll start with Gu’s Manor! Those bastards—don’t think I don’t know they’ve allied themselves with Liu Yuanhu. This time, we’ll make them pay in blood, and the other villages will obediently hand over their supplies!"

His gaze darkened as he recalled the humiliation he suffered at Gu’s Manor.

Gu’s Manor held undisputed dominance among the nearby villages. If he could crush their spirit, future collections of the yearly supply would proceed unhindered.

Thinking about the scene of chopping off Gu Jingang’s head, Han Lu involuntarily licked his lips.

"Let’s go! Head back now!"

He couldn’t wait any longer.

The group continued galloping.

But soon.

They were forced to halt abruptly. In the distance, a burly figure stood silently in the middle of the main road, tall and muscular, with a face full of thick scars, carrying a massive axe. He looked every bit the demon.