Chapter 136: Jiang Tian

Xiong Dajiao grabbed Zhou Rong with his left hand, while the five fingers of his right hand curled, knuckles protruding like a powerful eagle's claw, and he swiped toward Meng Yifan's shoulder, laughing, "Kid, come here. Let's have some fun with your uncle in a moment."

Meng Yifan was so angry his face turned livid; the thought that this bastard was actually interested in his body made him feel disgusted.

"Hoo!" Meng Yifan didn't use any True Qi, throwing out a punch quite casually, yet it made the air explode with a bang.

"Oh no, this kid is an expert." Xiong Dajiao was greatly shocked. Not daring to be arrogant, he hurriedly channeled True Qi into his left fist, unleashing the martial art technique "Iron Stone Fist."

His already thick left fist expanded once more, shimmering with a metallic luster, and like a Big Iron Hammer, it smashed fiercely toward Meng Yifan's right fist.

Meng Yifan was only ten years old, his body not yet fully developed; his right fist looked soft and delicate, while Xiong Dajiao's left fist was twice the size of Meng Yifan's, making them look like they were in completely different leagues.

The surrounding onlookers broke into a cold sweat for Meng Yifan, and some of the timid ones even closed their eyes, unable to bear watching Meng Yifan's right fist get smashed and broken.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of bone breaking rang out.

"Ah!" A scream of incomparable misery followed.

"Huh! That voice doesn't sound like the boy's." Those who had closed their eyes hurriedly opened them, only to see a scene they couldn't believe.

Meng Yifan's right fist, which looked several sizes smaller, was completely unscathed, while Xiong Dajiao's left fist, which had unleashed the Iron Stone Fist, had its bones shattered, turning into a mass of bloody, mangled pulp.

Xiong Dajiao was a First Grade Intermediate Martial Artist. Just now, when their fists collided, he discovered that Meng Yifan hadn't used any True Qi at all; in other words, Meng Yifan had crushed his full-force punch with mere physical strength alone, which made him tremble all over, knowing he had kicked an iron plate this time.

Xiong Dajiao was sweating profusely from the pain. He had never suffered such a great loss before, and he roared at the several burly men beside him, "What the hell are you all standing there for? Call for help! Today, I'm going to skin this bastard alive."

A burly man pulled a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm from his bag and shouted, "One cloud-piercing arrow, and a thousand troops and horses come to meet!"

The burly man raised the wooden stick and pulled the fuse at the back. With a *whoosh*, a spark flew into the sky and then exploded violently, forming a ferocious and terrifying crocodile in the air.

"You're finished. I'll give you one chance: kneel on the ground, kowtow, and beg for mercy, and from now on, honestly be my boy toy, and I'll spare you. Otherwise, once the experts from my Crocodile Gang arrive, it will be too late. By then, I'll make you taste what it's like to wish you were dead, and make you regret ever crawling out of your mother's womb," Xiong Dajiao said with a vicious face.

Meng Yifan smiled dismissively. Looking at the crocodile firework in the sky, he thought to himself that when he got back, he would have the Manufacturing Department make a batch too; using fireworks to summon subordinates was quite convenient.

"Dad, go call our men over. Today, we'll have a direct battle with the Crocodile Gang and let them know who calls the shots in Luolong County," Meng Yifan said to Meng Dayong.

Meng Dayong looked at Meng Yifan with some concern and said, "Yifan, you watch your safety too. I'll be back soon."

Meng Yifan laughed, "Dad, don't you worry. If I want to leave, the Crocodile Gang can't stop me."

Meng Dayong said no more and headed toward the Grand Parade Ground in the middle of the city to call for men.

"Stop him! Neither of you is getting away," Xiong Dajiao roared.

The four burly men stepped forward to intercept Meng Dayong, but were kicked away by Meng Dayong with lightning speed.

The four burly men were like they had been hit by a stampeding wild bull; they were kicked back over ten meters. After they landed on the ground, the onlookers realized that the chests of all four men had collapsed inward. They spat out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and soon they lost all breath and died.

If it weren't for their fear of the Crocodile Gang's reputation, the commoners watching would have wanted to clap and cheer. These four burly men had followed Xiong Dajiao to commit evil and often harmed the local people; now that they saw all four kicked to death, everyone was secretly cheering.

Xiong Dajiao watched in terror. He hadn't expected this father and son to be so powerful. What exactly was their identity that they dared to kill four members of the Crocodile Gang in public? Were they not afraid of the Crocodile Gang's retaliation?

Meng Dayong didn't stop and ran quickly toward the Grand Parade Ground, while Meng Yifan walked toward Xiong Dajiao with a smile.

Xiong Dajiao retreated step by step in fear, saying in a panic, "Kid, the leader of the Crocodile Gang is my brother-in-law. If you don't want to die, don't come any closer."

"The leader of the Crocodile Gang is Jiang Tian, right? He's your brother-in-law?" Meng Yifan laughed.

"Hmph! Scared now, are you? My brother-in-law is a Third-Grade High-Level Martial Artist with two hundred elite members under his command, all of whom are martial artists. If you're sensible, kowtow and admit your mistake now, and from now on be my slave. I will plead with my brother-in-law to spare your father and son's lives," Xiong Dajiao said.

Meng Yifan smiled, then tapped his toes on the ground, his body suddenly darting forward several meters. He grabbed Xiong Dajiao's neck and, lifting his single arm, hoisted Xiong Dajiao up.

Xiong Dajiao's intact right hand tried to pry away Meng Yifan's left hand, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree; he couldn't move it at all.

The tall and burly Xiong Dajiao was like a little chick in front of Meng Yifan, with no power to resist.

Meng Yifan applied force bit by bit, and Xiong Dajiao clearly heard the bones in his neck creaking and groaning; it seemed the bones inside were about to be crushed.

Xiong Dajiao felt a strong sense of suffocation, his eyes bulging and his tongue sticking out long; it looked like he was about to be strangled to death by Meng Yifan.

Xiong Dajiao felt a strong sense of suffocation. He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but with his neck being strangled, he couldn't say a word.

Just as Xiong Dajiao was about to be strangled to death, he saw the Crocodile Gang leader, Jiang Tian, rushing over with a large group of men.

"Stay your hand!" Jiang Tian shouted loudly, his body rushing toward Meng Yifan like an eagle.

Meng Yifan grinned, and his left hand suddenly applied force. Xiong Dajiao's neck was snapped, and then Meng Yifan flicked his left hand, tossing Xiong Dajiao's corpse in front of Jiang Tian like trash.

Xiong Dajiao was dead, dying with his eyes wide open. His eyes were full of confusion and disbelief; this guy clearly knew he was the brother-in-law of the Crocodile Gang leader, yet he still dared to strangle him to death, and did it right in front of his brother-in-law. Had he eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard?

Jiang Tian caught Xiong Dajiao's corpse, his sharp eyes fixed on Meng Yifan. That blockhead Xiong Dajiao didn't recognize Meng Yifan, but Jiang Tian had long known what Meng Yifan looked like.