Chapter 173: Fish Die and the Net Breaks?

What a joke; that money was earned through his own hard work, so how could he easily hand it over to these bullies from the Shantytown?

Consequently, he played the rogue, rolling on the ground and insisting he had no money, attempting to attract a crowd to scare these people away.

Unfortunately, this tactic was completely ineffective against these bullies.

Seeing him being so uncooperative, the other party kicked one of his legs until it broke, threatening him ruthlessly that if he didn't comply, they would break his other leg too.

A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him; helpless, he could only hand over the two hundred-plus yuan that hadn't even warmed his pocket yet.

But what he never expected was that this group would actually come knocking again! What on earth did they still want?

"Old man, I just saw that regular customer of yours come by again, didn't I? How much money did he give you this time?" Hongshan asked with a malicious smile and a sarcastic tone.

"That's right, old man. I heard that sucker is very generous. Back then at your stall, he didn't even blink when he pulled out 300 yuan. He must have given you even more this time."

"Old man, don't forget the lesson from last night. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit." The two men following behind Hongshan also chimed in with threats.

Come to think of it, if someone hadn't seen Lu Yu giving the old man money at the stall and come back to tip them off, they wouldn't have known that this old guy, who usually played the rogue, had suddenly come into so much money.

If they didn't slaughter such a "fat sheep," wouldn't it just be a waste for someone else?

The old man groaned inwardly.

"He really didn't give me any money this time. If you don't believe me, I can swear to the heavens, if..."

"Enough!" The burly man with a large tiger tattooed on his left arm sneered disdainfully. "Why don't you go out and ask around? Who in this area doesn't know you're an old liar who talks nonsense? If your words could be trusted, sows could climb trees."

"No, what I'm saying this time is absolutely the truth." The old man was so anxious he was about to cry.

"Is that so?" The tattooed burly man said as he walked forward a few steps, his gaze landing on a small box on the table.

"Old man, I remember this thing wasn't here last night, right? And you still say he didn't bring you anything?"

"No, this is..." The old man just wanted to explain, but was rudely interrupted by the other party.

The burly man grabbed the box, glanced at the contents, spat, and cursed, "What kind of piece of junk is this?" After saying that, he threw the whole box hard onto the ground and stomped it to pieces.

"You!" The old man was so angry his eyes turned red, and he glared at them.

"What? Want to fight me to the death?" The burly man laughed wildly. "Fine, I knew it; if I don't give you a taste of color, you won't listen obediently."

"Feng An, go easy, don't beat him to death," another burly man reminded him with a laugh.

"What are you afraid of? If he's dead, we'll just search his body; won't the money come out then?"

"No, he's our cash cow. If you beat him to death, when that person comes back later, who will give us money?"

"That's true." Feng An realized suddenly, then stepped toward the old man step by step.

"Don't, don't, spare me."

The old man was so scared he was weeping and snotting. "What I said this time is really the truth. I really don't have any money on me. How about this?"

"Wait until next time, the next time that little brother comes, I'll ask him to bring more money. Not just hundreds, even thousands will do." After saying this, he regretted it so much his guts turned green.

He had thought it would be easy to just die, but when he truly reached the moment of life and death, he realized how difficult it was to actually die!

If he had known these bastards were like ghosts that wouldn't leave, he shouldn't have let Lu Yu leave so easily just now, but should have asked him to bring that In-Jin Martial Artist to properly deal with these guys!

Although he couldn't produce many complete Secret Manuals, he still had quite a few fragments!

"Is that so? Then hand over the money from this time first and cooperate obediently to avoid suffering more."

"No, I really don't have any?" The old man looked desperate, not knowing what to do.

"He really doesn't have any on him." Just then, a steady voice sounded from behind the group.

The smiles on the three men's faces froze instantly. They turned around in astonishment to see a masked man standing quietly at the door at some point.

It was Lu Yu, who had left not long ago.

At this moment, a deep sense of fear welled up in the hearts of the three men simultaneously.

Hadn't this guy already left? How could he suddenly appear here? When exactly did he arrive? Why hadn't they noticed anything at all?

"Little brother!" Seeing this, the old man was overjoyed, and tears of excitement streamed from his eyes.

"Didn't you just ask him for money? How much? I have some here." Lu Yu looked at the three men before him with a calm expression and asked coldly.

"Br-brother," Hongshan, who had been looking fierce just a moment ago, now had a face full of fawning smiles, his tone sycophantic. "A misunderstanding, this is all just a misunderstanding."

"Yeah, we were just joking with him, no other meaning."

"Brother, please don't be angry. How about this, we'll return the money we took before to him, and let's just call it even. What do you think?"

They really hadn't expected that someone would stand up for this old liar. The key was that, looking at the relationship between these two, they seemed to be just an ordinary customer and stall owner. This made no sense at all!

"Return the money?" The old man was so angry he was hopping mad and shouted, "Last night you kicked and punched me, and even broke one of my legs. You think you can just return the money and call it a day?"

"Little brother, help me break their legs too! Give this old man a chance to vent this pent-up anger!"

"Brother." A flash of Ruthless light crossed Hongshan's eyes as he threatened, "As the saying goes, forgive others when you can. We'll return the money, and this matter ends here. If you want to break our legs, I'm afraid you're daydreaming."

"That's right, even if you're powerful, so what? There are three of us. If you really push us to the edge, at worst we'll have a fish-die-net-break, and nobody will have a good time." As he spoke, the other two actually pulled out gleaming Daggers.

"Just based on you lot, you think you're worthy of a fish-die-net-break with me?"

Lu Yu sneered disdainfully. His figure rushed out like lightning, a flash of cold light passed, and the three men behind him clutched their throats at almost the same moment and slowly collapsed.

"Ah! Murder!" Terrified screams suddenly rang out from outside.

Many people who were watching the show watched with their own eyes as Hongshan and the other two, who had been lively just a moment ago, now lay in a pool of blood. They were so frightened and panicked that they fled in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the entire corridor was empty. Everyone kept their doors tightly shut, shivering inside their rooms.

"Li-little brother, you, you..." Even the old man was shocked by Lu Yu's clean and efficient methods, and he immediately began to beg for mercy repeatedly.

"Little brother, I was wrong. I admit, most of the Cultivation Methods I sold you before were fake, but some were real! Like those two books just now, they are definitely genuine Ancient Books."

"Considering that our cooperation was quite pleasant before, please spare my old life. I beg you."