Chapter 668 475: This Bandit Is Quite Interesting (Part 2)

Although he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his complexion was extremely pale.

This guy still forced a smile: "That kick from you, sir, really was exceptionally graceful. I couldn't help but be captivated by your style."

"If this could relieve your anger, you might as well kick a few more times."

"Please don't concern yourself about me. As long as it can make you happy, losing my life would be an honor."

Looking at the fat man's extremely humble demeanor, Zhao Ying felt his anger dissipate quite a bit.

After all, before today, he had never seen a fat man like this, who could flatter without any bottom line.

"Instead of talking useless nonsense, why not lead the way properly. If this time we can successfully catch the murderer who killed Zhao Family's disciples, you can be credited somewhat."

The fat man felt invigorated hearing Zhao Ying's words.

The reason for flattering Zhao Ying so shamelessly was precisely for this moment.

Did the fat man not know that Zhao Ying did not like him?

Not only Zhao Ying, even Zhao Ke, his master, didn't really like him.

No one knew how long he knelt at Zhao Ke's door to fight for this opportunity.

Not only that, he even offered more than ninety percent of his wealth and the merits of increasing Zhao Ke's income several times over the years.

Only then did he earn this opportunity.

The reason for spending such a heavy price is that the fat man understood one thing.

If these people really abandoned him, dying immediately might be a relief for him.

Without Zhao Family's protection, those he once fought against for his master would absolutely make him taste what it means to be better off dead.

Even if no one comes after him, the life of an ordinary person is certainly not something he can bear.

The fat man didn't want to die, so he must use ruthless means to protect his current status.

Just as they reached Ten-mile Inn, in front of the army, someone appeared unexpectedly.

The man was tall and held two mining pickaxes: "I opened this mountain, and planted these trees. To pass through here, pay the toll."

Although the opponent was alone, his presence stunned the army of three hundred soldiers.

Moments later, a buzzing discussion broke out within the army.

"What's going on? Does he mean to rob us?"

"Is this guy's vision alright? Didn't he see how many of us there are?"

"What is he reciting? What does this mountain have to do with him? Aren't these trees all naturally grown? Never heard of anyone planting trees here."

When someone does something stupid, they get laughed at by everyone.

But if the stupidity is out of this world, it can actually make people curious.

Zhou Kunshan swinging the mining pickaxe was wishing he could find some hole to crawl into.

It was his master who instructed him to recite that line, wasn't that making him appear foolish?

His skin was particularly dark, so no one could tell how red his face had turned.

Zhao Ying, intrigued by this absurd situation, spoke: "Kid, what did you just say? As a General, I didn't hear it. How about you repeat it?"

He had noticed Zhou Kunshan long ago.

He sensed that the man only had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, so he didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, a mere Foundation Establishment novice dared to rob the army.

His subordinates, though numbering only three hundred, were of at least Foundation Establishment cultivation, and were elite in the entire Eastern State.

A mere Foundation Establishment bandit would find it difficult to rob even a merchant convoy, yet he dared to challenge the army.

Zhou Kunshan brandished his pickaxes: "You idiots, have you got chicken feathers stuffed in your ears? Let me say it one last time, hand over all your valuables."

"Otherwise, at my order, I guarantee none of you will be left alive!"

After a brief silence, laughter erupted within the army.

"Did I hear him right? This guy wants to kill us all?"

"Does he think he's powerful enough to defeat all of us on his own?"

"Well, who knows, he might be a hidden master capable of taking on a hundred."

"I thought this mission would be dull, yet here we encounter something so amusing, it's made me cry with laughter."

Even Zhao Ying held his stomach, laughing uncontrollably.

Among everyone, only one person didn't laugh.

That was the former special agent Fat Man. He might not remember others from the mining site well.

But this guy had run errands for him many times, how could he forget?

"Damn, why is this guy here?"

"And, unbelievably, attempting to rob the army investigating young masters' whereabouts."

"Could it be..." Suddenly, Fat Man shivered. A terrifying thought emerged within his mind.

The person trying to halt the investigation is most likely the true killer.

In other words, those young Zhao scions might indeed have been killed by these people.

Though the conclusion was shocking, Fat Man dared not believe it.

If that's the case, it would explain why.

Why, despite investigating numerous times, they never had any result?

Because the real traitor was always right beside them.

Fat Man subconsciously shrank behind Zhao Ying, realizing that if that bumpkin recognized him now, he'd be done for.

Fat Man didn't realize that, with his size, unless there was a city wall in front of him, he couldn't hide.

Zhou Kunshan had noticed him long ago, but directly chose to ignore this Fat Man.

After all, there was no significant connection between the two.

"Laugh, will you? You think I'm here alone to rob you? Brothers, come out and show these imperial dogs the might of our Celestial King Stronghold."

Around the mountain tops, suddenly dozens of swaying flags appeared, and below the flags, shouts resonated with clashing weapons echoing.

This scene startled Zhao Ying and the others.

However, quickly Zhao Ying realized something was amiss, despite many flags, the shouting wasn't as overwhelming as imagined.

Although it came from all directions, it felt sparse.

The mountain tops seemed to be bustling, but upon closer inspection, most were running back and forth, while the rest stood fixed in one spot.

"I see," Zhao Ying sneered coldly.

Despite some cleverness, riffraff will still be riffraff, nothing more.

Such low-grade tactics couldn't escape his eyes.

"The Celestial King Stronghold, what an impressive sight. Almost scared me, General Zhao said sarcastically."

Zhou Kunshan acted as if he didn't hear Zhao Ying's mockery, laughing smugly: "Since you know fear, obediently hand over your provisions."

Thinking, he pretended to act foolish, adding: "Don't forget weapons... and, also, armor."

Fat Man's innocent eyes showed pity, never seen anyone so ridiculously foolish before.

General Zhao is mocking you; can't you see that?

Stupid riffraff, I have to admit, your pathetic attempts have given me plenty of laughter," Zhao Ying said coldly, his gaze suddenly murderous.

"Daring to plunder the Imperial Court's army, you've committed an unforgivable sin."

Zhao Ying raised his hand, unsheathing the sword at his waist: "Attack! Leave no participants alive."

Faced with such low-grade bandits, Zhao Ying didn't even bother to deploy basic tactics.

In his view, his soldiers could easily wipe them out without any serious effort.