Rural Romantic Life

Chapter 274 You little bastard, are you asking me?

Song Jianghe had never imagined that anyone would dare to ignore his existence and treat him like air.

Lu Yang's actions just now undoubtedly touched his sore spot, causing the anger in his chest to surge like real volcanic lava.

His anger naturally needed to be vented on the other person in order to vent his hatred.

When Lu Yang saw the other person insulting him, his eyes widened in surprise, and he retorted, "You little bastard, are you asking me that?"

Song Jianghe casually remarked, "You little bastard, you're asking me something..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Jianghe immediately stopped, finally realizing that Lu Yang was insulting him. Enraged, he roared, "You little bastard, you're fucking asking for death! How dare you call me a little bastard! I'll show you the terrible consequences of insulting me!"

Suddenly, Song Jianghe seemed to go mad, launching a fierce attack on Lu Yang.

He raised his foot and kicked viciously at Lu Yang's temple.

Song Jianghe started practicing Taekwondo from a young age. He could beat several ordinary people, and he was confident even against some skilled practitioners.

With one kick, he could easily pierce even a wooden board several centimeters thick. How could Lu Yang's temple be as hard as a wooden board several centimeters thick? He believed that with one kick, the little farmer in front of him would either die or become an idiot.

The others who came with Song Jianghe saw him suddenly attack Lu Yang, a small farmer, and they all watched with amusement, not stopping him, and even shook their heads.

They all knew that Song Jianghe had been learning Taekwondo since childhood, and that Lu Yang, a peasant, had provoked him, which was undoubtedly the most foolish thing for Song Jianghe to do, and the consequences would definitely be very tragic.

However, to their utter surprise, while Song Jianghe was ruthlessly attacking Lu Yang, Li Xiaodie beside him showed little concern for Lu Yang; instead, a strange expression appeared on her face.

This was unbelievable to them.

They quickly realized something was wrong!

Just as Song Jianghe kicked at Lu Yang, before his foot even made contact with the other man, Lu Yang suddenly raised his hand and slapped Song Jianghe across the left cheek.

Snapped!

Song Jianghe was sent flying three or four meters away by the slap.

puff!

In mid-air, Song Jianghe spurted out a mouthful of blood, and those with sharp eyes noticed that the blood contained quite a few molars.

Song Jianghe's entire left cheek instantly swelled up like a big pig's head, looking so tempting!

Rumble!

Song Jianghe fell to the ground like a dead dog, and soon the other party began to wail in pain: "Ah! You little bastard, you fucking asked for death..."

Song Jianghe scrambled to his feet like a madman and continued his frenzied attack on Lu Yang.

Song Jianghe was incredulous that he could be sent flying several meters away by a mere peasant's slap. He figured it must be because the other party had brute strength, and perhaps he had underestimated the opponent and been careless, which led to the sneak attack and the real hit.

Only then could he lose face in front of his friends.

At this moment, he had to take revenge, otherwise he feared he would never be able to hold his head high again and would become the laughingstock of these people.

Snapped!

However, what baffled him once again was that although he lunged out quickly this time, just like before, he only felt a blur before his eyes, and he flew backward even faster.

The same scene played out again, leaving the others speechless once more.

At first, these people thought it might be because Lu Yang, this small farmer, had brute strength, plus the sneak attack, and Song Jianghe's underestimation of his opponent. All these factors combined led to Song Jianghe being caught off guard and beaten badly by a mere small farmer.

Seeing Song Jianghe get beaten up again, they finally realized that they had underestimated the peasant in front of them. He was not just a simple man with brute strength; he might also have some skill.

With a loud crash, Song Jianghe fell to the ground. At this moment, the other party's entire cheek was swollen, and it finally looked like a very symmetrical big pig's head.

The big pig's head that looked rather comical and ridiculous just now is now even more vivid.

Naturally, Lu Yang's two slaps finally woke Song Jianghe up completely.

Song Jianghe finally managed to get up from the ground, staring at Lu Yang not far away with a venomous look in his eyes. Although he grimaced and wanted to pounce on him to continue his revenge, he also knew that he was probably no match for Lu Yang.

He had no choice but to suppress the urge to take matters into his own hands, and turned to his three closest friends, whom he usually called brothers, saying, "Damn! You three are still watching the show!"

"Hurry up and help me cripple this little bastard. I'm going to kill him myself later, otherwise I won't be able to vent my hatred today!"

When Song Jianghe's three cronies asked them to help cripple Lu Yang, they naturally didn't refuse. After all, in their view, Song Jianghe was being repeatedly humiliated by the peasant Lu Yang, and if this got out, it would be the same as humiliating them.

They absolutely had to help Song Jianghe teach this little farmer a lesson!

However, the three of them were not prepared to attack Lu Yang, this small farmer, together, believing that he was not worthy of their help.

One of the young men, roughly the same age as Song Jianghe, stepped forward to Lu Yang and said disdainfully, "Little peasant, if you know what's good for you, quickly kneel down and apologize to Song Jianghe, and slap yourself a hundred times. Otherwise, I'll have to teach you to kneel down myself!"

The young man was so arrogant and confident because he was a real martial arts expert. In his opinion, even if Lu Yang, a small farmer, was also a martial arts expert, he would not be his match!

If he wanted the other party to kneel down obediently, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?

However, if he could get the other party to obey his orders by just talking without actually doing anything, that would naturally be a good thing for him.

He was just a small farmer, and deep down he really had no right to take action!

Lu Yang said jokingly, "If you also kneel down and apologize, and slap yourself a hundred times, I might not have to deal with you personally. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the young man's eyebrows shot up instantly, and he roared in fury, "You little peasant, what the hell am I to you? You're fucking playing me for a fool! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"