The Extreme Brutal Scheme for Shaking the Bandit Den

“Do you still want more strength?”

Huh…?

“What are you talking about? Who do you think you are!?” Xiao-Fong shouted angrily, staring at Zheng-Fu with his clenched fists. He and other young men were prepared to charge towards Zheng-Fu to deal with him.

“As I've said, do you want more strength to be able to protect your people?” Zheng-Fu kept his face still and smiled at the young man.

“Want it, and then what? Or can you make us stronger!? Don't make me laugh. What could a kid like you do? Don't you know how bad and cruel these bandits are, a kid like you…”

Flap!!!

“That's enough, Xiao-Fong. You shouldn't say more!” A middle-aged man, Xiao-Fong's father, walked forward with his hands up to stop his son. Xiao-Fong thought of not giving up at first, but when he saw his father's eyes, the young man could only surrender.