They fell like dumplings, plopping into the ground one after another, leaving the young man shocked and furious.
"How could he..." be so powerful?
The young man retreated, muttering incredulously, but there was no one to answer.
"Do you want to fight more?" Zhang Liunian asked the young man, dusting off his hands after dispatching the attackers.
The young man clenched his fists, unwilling to yield. "Don't get too smug. You were outnumbered this time. You'll cry later."
Without waiting for Zhang Liunian's reply, the young man turned and rushed back into the construction site, summoning a hundred men, which was only a portion of the workers.
"Country bumpkin, see the people behind me? You're no match for all of us alone!
So, are you scared yet? If you're scared, immediately kneel and beg for mercy, and crawl under my legs, and I'll spare you this time, how about that?"
The young man, now backed by a hundred men, was brimming with confidence. Hands on his hips, he taunted Zhang Liunian, hoping to show Jiang Qingqing how her man would crawl under his legs.
Then, she would leave Zhang Liunian and throw herself into his arms. Although he didn't particularly like married women and preferred virgins, Jiang Qingqing was too stunningly beautiful, and he couldn't resist his desire.
"You've got a big mouth. If you want to fight, come on. What's with all the dawdling?" Zhang Liunian met the young man's gaze with a stern expression, showing no surprise at the sudden appearance of a hundred people.
"You little punk, still acting tough. Don't beg for mercy later." The young man was furious to see Zhang Liunian still fearless.
Zhang Liunian began to stretch his limbs, pulling out the iron rod he carried. "It's impossible for me to beg for mercy. Come on!"
"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Everyone, attack! I'll take responsibility if you kill him," the young man roared, infuriated by Zhang Liunian's defiance. He then retreated from the crowd.
The construction workers behind him, hearing their young master's command, charged towards Zhang Liunian without hesitation.
Zhang Liunian prepared himself for a good fight.
"Sister-in-law, find a safe place to hide and don't let them catch you. I'll go help Brother Liunian," Zhang Qian said, turning to instruct Jiang Qingqing. Then, picking up a brick at his feet, he charged into the fray.
"Be careful!" Jiang Qingqing only managed to extend her hand to caution them before they disappeared from sight. Recalling Zhang Qian's words, her eyes darted around, and she inquired about the nearest police station, planning to report the incident.
Zhang Liunian was unaware of this. At this moment, he was in the midst of the human wall, fighting ferociously.
The iron rod in his hand was like a spinning steel blade. Wherever it passed, it was like slicing through melons and vegetables. The construction workers, fighting with bare hands, cried out and fell to the ground. However, more people followed, relentlessly charging at him.
Zhang Liunian fought with exhilaration, like a fish entering the sea, growing more excited with each blow. He completely dominated the hundred unarmed workers.
"Hold the line! Charge! Kill!" the young man stood outside the circle, his anxiety mounting like an ant on a hot pan as his reinforcements dwindled.
Unfortunately, his shouts had no effect. Those who were meant to fall, fell.
The construction workers, called cowards by the young man, stared in disbelief. After a long moment, they silently rejoiced that they hadn't heeded their young master's words. Otherwise, they didn't know how many times they would have been beaten. With this thought, they quietly retreated and returned to the construction site, daring not to come out again.
This was a minor incident, and no one cared about a stranger's departure.
The young man also had no time to notice the worker he had slapped. At this moment, he was utterly enraged.
"Useless! Useless! A hundred men couldn't defeat one person. What use are you to me..." The young man was truly furious, trembling uncontrollably and cursing incessantly.
The construction workers lying on the ground ignored their young master's scolding, clutching their bodies and howling in pain.
Seeing that they were all defeated, Zhang Liunian finally smiled, slowly lowering his iron rod. The surrounding area erupted with exclamations.
"My god, one person took down a hundred. Is he even human?"
"Could this person be a special forces operative?"
"He's so good at fighting. I've never seen those moves before, just like the martial arts masters in the movies."
"Oh my heavens, are there really such powerful people in this world? One person against a hundred, what a human weapon of mass destruction."
"..."
Hearing these words, the young man roared, "He can't be this strong. This must be an illusion. He must be dreaming."
He clutched his head, unwilling to believe that he had picked a fight with someone so formidable, and even less willing to accept that the country bumpkin he wanted to humiliate had instead embarrassed him.
"Losers only run away. Coward!" Zhang Liunian, seeing his state, walked towards him step by step, intending to return all the humiliation.
But at that moment, Zhang Qian suddenly came over and said, "Sister-in-law is gone?"
"What?" Zhang Liunian's heart instantly leaped upon hearing that his wife was missing. Forgetting about settling the score with the young man, he turned and hurried off to find her.
"Qingqing?"
"Has anyone seen my wife? That very beautiful young lady."
"..."
"Liunian?"
Just as Zhang Liunian was anxiously searching everywhere for Jiang Qingqing, her voice suddenly rang out from not far away.
Zhang Liunian's body trembled upon hearing her, and then he strode forward, embracing his wife tightly. "Where did you go? You scared me to death."
He thought his wife had gotten into some kind of trouble, and his heart pounded.
Jiang Qingqing felt her husband's slight tremor and hugged him. "I was afraid something might happen to you, so I went to call the police."
"Call the police?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Liunian immediately looked up and saw a group of police officers approaching in the distance.
"Yes, are you injured?" Jiang Qingqing pushed her husband away and began to feel all over his body, checking if he had sustained any injuries.
Zhang Liunian let her check him, and when his wife turned around, he smiled and said, "No."
Finding no wounds on him, Jiang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. However, the police officers who had arrived with her were stunned by the sight of the howling figures scattered everywhere.
"Did you do all this yourself?" a police officer asked Zhang Liunian, pointing at the workers lying on the ground, forming a human carpet, and swallowing hard in disbelief. Had this truly been done by one person?
This person was far too powerful. He had taken down so many people by himself?
The entire police station might not be as capable as he was. It would be great if such a capable person could join the police force.
"And Xiao Qian. It was two of us," Zhang Liunian corrected seriously.
"I only took down one. Brother Liunian took them all down," Zhang Qian said sheepishly, scratching his head.
The police officers looked at Zhang Liunian in unison, as if trying to discern what made him different from them, why he could defeat so many while they couldn't.