Volume 2: The Source of Life Chapter 17: Soy Sauce

  I was just lying on a small hill more than ten meters away from the street, if it were someone else who was pushed by this strange force, they would definitely roll down like a ball.

  I controlled my strength well, and although the first contact with the ground was not very elegant, I followed up with several light jumps, landing gracefully in the middle of the court.

  Everyone was stunned!

  In this small village where everyone knows each other's buttocks, outsiders are easily spotted. Even people from Montel Village know that the ones who have come now are not from Tangjia Village.

  "Who are you?" Tang Genyou and Gute asked in unison.

  I rubbed my nose and chuckled: "I'm just passing by to get some soy sauce!"

  Two people were stunned at the same time, what's going on? They certainly didn't understand what it meant, this was a phrase that became extremely popular online a few years later.

  Not paying attention to the two people's confusion, I was calming down and carefully searching for the hidden person's location.

  This person was able to evade my perception and approach me, and at the moment he made his move, I was completely unaware. To be honest, just now, for a brief moment, even my calm and peaceful heart was shaken.

  If it wasn't a push just now, but a knife slashing towards my neck, I think I would have been dead.

  Who is this person?

  "This friend visited our village in the dead of night and refused to reveal his identity, we're really troubled!" Tang Genyou also knew I wasn't a native of Montel Village.

  Standing among the crowd, I gazed blankly at the people in front of me, all my senses searching for that master.

  A faint, sinister voice suddenly sounded in his ear, the sound was finer than a mosquito's, yet extremely sharp and piercing, making him feel very uncomfortable.

  "Hey kid, what's up?"

  "Who are you?" I asked myself in my heart.

  "Don't just stand there, rescue Gute and the others. I'll give you a gift." The voice sounded again beside his ear.

  This time I heard it clearly, this should be a kind of kung fu that controls the air like transmitting sound into secret, not directly talking to my mind. My question just now was obviously unnecessary.

  "I know what you're thinking," the voice said again. "Don't worry, just say some profound and mysterious words, I'll take care of the rest."

  Since I couldn't communicate with him and wasn't in his position, I just did what he said. As for pretending to be profound, I'm too good at that.

  I waved my hand: "Let them go, forgive you."

  Tang Genyou and Gu Te exclaimed in unison: "What?"

  I frowned, "Can't you understand human language?"

  "Who are you?" Gutte looked at me and saw that I had come to rescue them, so they addressed me with more respect.

  "Never mind who I am, you useless guy." I coldly rebuked him in a tone similar to that of an elder.

  Gut nodded repeatedly and said dejectedly: "It's useless for a junior like me."

  Tang Gen said: "Are you from Montel Village?"

  I still say those words, pointing at Gutierrez and others, "Let them go, I forgive you!"

  A young man behind Tang finally couldn't bear it and cursed: "Who the hell does he think he is..."

  Before I could even finish speaking, I felt a surge of great force suddenly rush up my back, propelling me forward and sending me flying out. At the same time, my right hand was controlled by someone as if it had been manipulated to swing out abruptly.

  "Bang!"

  With a loud crack, this young man who was scolding me was slapped in the face by me, and his face immediately swelled up.

  "Damn it!" He raised his face and glared, just about to start scolding.

  "Slap!" I slapped him again with a loud crack. This time it wasn't light, and the feeling was that his chin wouldn't be intact.

  He couldn't say a word anymore, this young man knelt down with his chin in his hands, humming continuously.

  "Friend!" Tang Gen's face fell, and others also swarmed around me.

  I looked around and saw that, not counting those peeking from inside the house, there were seventy-eight young men, over fifty thin old men, and more than two hundred women on the street. From this, it can be seen that women's curiosity is greater than men's.

  I curled my lip and said, "Let them go!"

  "Brother Ken, Tang San's mouth is crooked from being punched!"

  Tang Gen's eyes narrowed, and before he could speak, I pounced forward. Since this fight was inevitable, there was no need to waste any more time.

  This was me taking the initiative, and my body wasn't being controlled by that strange force.

  I need to give some information to the person hiding in the dark, this puppet I've become, but it's not easy for me to control. If you want to do something that will burn bridges with me, you'd better consider the consequences.

  This information must be conveyed to that person, otherwise, once Gu Te and the others are rescued, that person will definitely want to kill me to silence me. Because this is a good way to deal with future troubles, if it were me, I would definitely do so.

  I don't want to have a falling out with this person of unknown origin for the time being, so I must show my strength and make him think twice before dealing with me.

  Or, give birth to continue using my idea.

  Sometimes being used by others is also a manifestation of value.

  I stepped out quickly, with Tange Yufu as my target. The principle of capturing the bandit and the king is always applicable at any time.

  However, the people of Tangjia Village were not fools. As soon as they saw me rushing towards Tang Genyou, they knew my intention and rushed up together.

  They want to come, but I'm just one person, even if I'm stronger, I still can't beat their overwhelming numbers.

  Facing a young man swinging a wooden stick with pride, I knelt down with both legs and dodged it. At the same time, one foot accurately kicked his knee joint.

  Crack!

  A very comfortable and wonderful sound arose, as crisp and clean as a knife cutting through a ripe melon. The young man's face suddenly showed a painful expression, and he knelt down to the ground.

  Three strong gusts of wind came from behind, and in front were four clubs, a complete mess.

  In such a situation, the kind of master mentioned in martial arts novels can take advantage of the time difference to move freely among the crowd, like a fish in water. In fact, this is impossible.

  Now there is only one way, which is to take advantage of the terrain, and possibly make fewer enemies face us.

  I took a hard hit on my back from the sweeping club, and I quickly dodged to the left. There was a gap between two houses, so at least I could reduce the threats from both sides.

  Fists and feet intersected, clubs crossed, I successfully rushed into the target position, while snatching a long club from my hand, swinging it with a majestic momentum.

  On the road where they rushed all the way, Tangjia villagers wailed and lay down.

  Tang Genyuyi's face was gloomy as he stared at me, with the villagers of Tangjia Village on either side of him looking terrified. They held clubs in their hands and gazed at me standing tall in the gap, not daring to come forward for a long time.

  "Brothers, this kid can fight, but he doesn't have three heads and six arms. Don't worry about the injured brothers, the farm work at home and in the village will be taken care of for you. Our Tangjia Village has no cowards." Tang Genyou's words of encouragement boosted everyone's morale instantly.

  Unfortunately, in front of a master, morale isn't the decisive factor for victory. I casually grasped my five-foot staff and gazed at the villagers from Tangjia Village who were charging over like tigers and wolves, a faint smile appearing on the corner of my mouth.

  Fresh blood stained the earth, mournful cries echoed through the sky.