Chapter 135: Desperate Counterattack

  The farmers knew about Han Yu because almost all the thieves and robbers in the city were his people. Although their combat effectiveness was not strong, their ability to gather intelligence was unparalleled.

  So he could recognize Han Yu.

  Han Yu was shocked by the farmer's subtle thoughts, but didn't show any signs of it: "Lü Lao Da has returned, how come you don't know?"

  The farmer hummed coldly and his gaze swept over him and several others: "Go back? I'm afraid he won't be able to go back, will he?"

  Han Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a low voice, "I don't understand what you mean by that, Farmer Lao Da?"

  The farmer smiled coldly, his eyebrows slightly raised, like two sharp swords about to break through the air, with a hint of menace: "Black clothes, are you taking me for a fool? I originally thought I had already looked up to you quite highly, but it turns out I still underestimated your appetite."

  The farmer was telling the truth, and he also suddenly realized that Han Yu's invitation to dinner tonight was a conspiracy after seeing Han Yu. Although this conclusion is a bit surprising, Han Yu is now standing in front of him, and the donkey who should have gone back has inexplicably gone to Beihai County, which is the best proof.

  The farmer has no background, he can become the number one person on the road in Tianshui City, relying on his carefulness, prudence and good habit of putting himself in others' shoes. Therefore, he will not underestimate anyone.

  He sat down on the sofa, holding a beauty in his arms, with an air of success and victory. His eyes swept over Han Yu and others: "However, you dare to bring two people to my place to make trouble, I don't know if I should say you're brave or foolish?"

  "I think you're not only underestimating my appetite, but also underestimating my abilities. With just these few people, if I were to make a move, they wouldn't be able to stop me." Han Yu calmly swept his gaze over the farmers' subordinates and said with composure.

  "Haha, I know you're quite skilled!" The farmer raised an eyebrow and sneered, "But no matter how fast your skills are, they can't be faster than a bullet, right?"

  As soon as the farmer's voice fell, his close bodyguards took out their rough handmade 54-style pistols from their pockets, and even two modified micro-submachine guns.

  Mo's face changed, Han Yu's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and Master Hu Lai chuckled and blinked his eyes: "Can these broken toys still make a sound?"

  The farmer lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said faintly: "One shot is enough!"

  Hú's smile on his face stiffened slightly, apparently acknowledging the other person's words. With so many guns pointed at him, no one dared to guarantee that they could dodge them all!

  The farmer's gaze shifted, and he glanced at Han Yu with a faint smile: "How about it, Black-clothed Old Man? Can we talk now?"

  "Alright!" Han Yu said softly: "However, you let this person go first. He is a monk, not a member of the underworld."

  "What's a monk doing in my field?" The farmer scanned the monk from head to toe, furrowing his brow. One of his underlings immediately stepped forward and recounted what had happened. The farmer narrowed his eyes slightly, sneering coldly: "It's not that I don't want to give you face, but since he dared to come to my field and cause trouble, it's clear he doesn't take me seriously! If I let him off like this, people in the Taoist community will think I'm afraid of a bald donkey!"

  Master Hulai stroked his shiny head, the blood-stained crescent knife in his hand gleaming under the lamp light: "Amitabha, I appreciate Black Robe's good intentions, but since you're here to bail me out and got yourself into this situation instead, I'm not going anywhere."

  "The monk is a flowery monk, but he will never abandon his friends and escape alone!"

  "Good monk, I didn't misjudge you, you're a man of your word!" Moji's eyes lit up, clearly very surprised by his righteousness and magnanimity.

  "Haha, the monk is my Buddha's guardian deity, come to protect me! With my Buddha's protection and the Vajra's shield, who would dare to take these small fries seriously?" Hu Lai raised an eyebrow and smiled triumphantly.

  "Alright, since you don't want to leave, then we'll all stay here. Let's see if the small pond at Farmer Lao Da's place can drown us few true dragons!" Han Yu laughed and said.

  "Don't worry, he won't drown us. Nong Lao Da, I observe that your face is dark and your forehead is red, a disaster of bloodshed will befall you..." Hu Lai stepped forward, blocking the way for Han Yu and others, and began his divine performance again.

  "Shut up, you stinking monk! The peasant was so enraged that his whole body was shaking. He picked up the ashtray next to him and threw it at the monk: "I'm most disgusted with you guys who pretend to be gods. Bloodshed, I'll chop you up right now and see who has bloodshed! Ah Hai..."

  A young brother next to the farmer immediately stepped forward.

  Han Yu didn't know if Hu Lai was trying to provoke the opponent, attract the attention of the farmers and others, create an opportunity for himself, or if it was just his usual habit. However, since they were going to fight, he naturally wouldn't be caught off guard. Han Yu slightly shifted his body, forming a triangular formation with Mo Ji and Hu Lai back-to-back! He narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up the few young farmers closest to him, his body tensed up!

  The peasant took two deep breaths, suddenly waved his hand and ordered his men to retreat.

  "Heh heh, Black Robes, I know your subordinates are quite skilled in combat and can even take down Huang Junsheng and his hundred or so men. However, if you're thinking of waiting for them to come rescue you, I'd advise you to give up on that idea! I've just sent someone to inform Dark Snake about your presence here."

  "Within an hour, bring money to redeem the person. If he dares to come, I'll kill him together with you, and then I can smoothly take over your power! If he doesn't dare to come, I'll spread this news out. How can a selfish and inconsiderate leader win the hearts of his people? After they fight among themselves, I can still take over your territory and followers!" The farmer said with a light smile.

  Han Yu's face changed, and for a moment he seemed to have lost his strength, staring at the farmer with wide eyes. "Despicable!" he shouted loudly. "Farmer Lao Da, you're also a person with a head and a face, don't you think it's shameless to use such methods?"

  "Shameless? Haha, just wait until I take over your territory, and then I'll be the big boss of this northern city. Who will still dare to call me shameless?" The farmer saw Han Yu lose his composure and became even more pleased: "However, I really want to know, whether that Dark Snake will come to save you or not."

  "He won't let you get away with it!" Han Yu hummed angrily.

  "Really? I'm actually looking forward to it. If you find yourself abandoned by the person you trust most at this time, what kind of expression would that be?"

  The farmer smiled with satisfaction, feeling very pleased that he had been able to make the most advantageous judgment for himself in such a short time: "Go, bring a bottle of the best wine. I want to drink two cups with Brother Hei. At this time, how can we do without wine?"

  The little brother next to him immediately responded with a sound, turned around and took a bottle of 1982 Bordeaux red wine from the bar next to him.

  The peasant stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, and the young woman next to him lit it for him. He took a puff, then stretched out his hand in front of him, saying: "Brother in black clothes, won't you give me some face?"

  "Old Farmer's hospitality, of course, is better than refusal!" Han Yu glanced lightly at Mo Ji and Hu Lai, who exchanged a look, then slowly walked past under the muzzle of the farmer's little brother.

  Just as he was still a sofa away from the farmer, Han Yu suddenly raised his hand and the dagger transformed into a cold light flying out. A bodyguard next to the farmer groaned and involuntarily loosened his right hand that had been pierced by the dagger.

  Han Yu's body, however, darted out like a cheetah at the same time as the dagger flew out. He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the wrist of one of the gunmen, exerting a slight force to snatch the gun from his hand. Han Yu quickly rolled on the sofa, and the sound of gunfire rang out, causing the surrounding lights to suddenly dim!

  Han Yu kicked one of the farmer's younger brothers and flew out, his body rolled on the tea table in front of the farmer, and with the momentum, he kicked another guard flying out. The gun in his hand took advantage of the situation to press against the farmer's throat. Only then did the farmer's guards react, their faces changing color as they turned their guns towards him.

  Han Yu didn't seem to notice, and a faint smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Don't move!"

  The farmer's face changed drastically, and he muttered: "Black, black clothes, you, even if you kill me, you can't escape!"

  Han Yu tightened the gun on the farmer's temple, while his other hand pressed against the farmer's suspended buttocks, slowly sitting back down. He chuckled and said: "Farmer Big Brother is joking, why would I kill you? I just want to make friends with you, tell them to put down their guns. When people point guns at me, I get nervous, and when I'm nervous, my hand shakes!"

  The peasant's face turned pale, with a deep-seated fear flashing in his eyes as he puffed on the cigarette butt. He couldn't believe that Han Yu dared to resist under so many guns.

  So careless that he actually fell into Han Yu's hands. If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let him get close.

  "What if I don't agree!" The peasant squeezed out a few words from his throat, and the regret in his heart at this moment was beyond mention. However, he was also a big shot after all, and he forcibly controlled the nerves on his face. Unfortunately, he didn't notice that the violent trembling of the cigarette butt in his mouth had already exposed the weakness deep within him.

  Han Yu grabbed the cigarette from his hand and bluntly said, "Then you'd better die in front of me. I'll count to three, if you don't let them put down their guns, I'll blow your brains out!"

  "One..."

  "Two..."

  The pistol's hammer clicked into place, and the farmer felt as if death itself was grinning at him with bared teeth. His body trembled, but ultimately his fear of death won out: "Put it down, put down the gun! Everyone put down your guns!"

  "Ink marks, put down your guns!" Han Yu smiled and said. He was obviously much calmer than the peasants, at least the smile on his face had not faded.

  "Did you hear that? Your boss told you to put down your guns, hurry up!" Moji quickly walked over and without giving them a chance to react, he snatched the guns from the bodyguards' hands! On the other side, Hu Lai also walked up to a younger brother who was hesitating with his submachine gun, rudely yanking it away from him. Then, he slapped the younger brother's head hard: "Squat down!"

  The little brother glared, looked at the black muzzle in front of him again, and squatted down with a wronged expression.

  "Haven't you seen a model? All of you squat down!" Hu Lai shouted with his eyes wide open.

  The situation has reversed, the farmer's younger brother who just had a gun in his hand was staring at Han Yu and others, but now they have become the wronged daughters-in-law.

  "I told you, you would have a bloody disaster. How about it? The monk didn't lie, did he?" Master Hu Lai said with a smile as he walked up to the farmer.

  Han Yu looked at him and asked, "Aren't you hurt?"

  "No!" Hu Lai nodded slightly.

  Han Yu turned to the farmer and asked, "Farmer, where are your people now?"

  With a gun pressed against his head, the peasant replied faster than anyone: "I, I heard someone was causing trouble, so I let them go back to take care of the field. There's no news from Soft Egg's side, and the beam should be arriving here soon!"

  "How many people?"

  "Three, three hundred and four." The farmer said in a trembling voice.

  "Call them right away and have them come here." Han Yu's face changed slightly as he said coldly.

  The farmer hastily answered with a "yes", but after dialing the number, no one picked up. He trembled and said: "It can't get through, maybe they've already clashed with the troublemakers."

  "Damn it!" Han Yu slammed his fist on the sofa: "Mo Ji, take people to find them immediately. Once found, pick them up right away!"

  Han Yu knew that Hei Lang and his men didn't have mobile phones, so at this time he could only hope that they wouldn't be unlucky enough to run into the farmers.

  "Alright, I'll let someone else go..."

  "No, you go yourself! There's still Hu Lai here, don't worry!" Han Yu glanced at him and knew what he was worried about. In fact, after the intense movement just now, the wound on his abdomen had cracked open again, and it was burning with pain at this moment. But he didn't show a hint of pain, afraid that Mo Ji would notice.

  Mo Ji also knew the danger that Hei Lang was facing now, and didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He turned his head to Hu Lai and said: "We'll leave our boss in your care."

  "Don't worry, with me here, no one can harm him!" Master Hulu looked into Moji's eyes and nodded slowly.

  Mo Ji smiled and took off the coat of a peasant little brother, quickly wrapped the gun in it, and carried it out.

  It was probably when I saw the ink go out that I discovered something was wrong, and seven or eight little brothers of the peasant who were left outside suddenly rushed in.

  The five or six subordinates next to him suddenly stood up and wanted to save people! Han Yu's face sank, his wrist moved and he was about to fire.

  "I'm here!" Hu Lai shouted loudly, taking two steps to rush in front of a sofa, and with another loud shout, he actually kicked the sofa up with his foot and threw it at the farmer's little brother. Those few little brothers were hit by the sofa and knocked against the wall, neatly fainting away.

  The sofa didn't fall down because Hu Lai grabbed one end of it and swung it at the few little brothers by the door again.

  This time the distance was a bit far, and those little brothers dodged one after another. Only two slow guys were pressed down underneath. The remaining few people were secretly rejoicing when suddenly a pale white figure appeared in front of them. That shiny big bald head was particularly eye-catching!

  Then they felt a sharp pain in their stomachs and were thrown out five or six meters, with two of them even being thrown out of the door.

  Hú Lái clapped his hands and then put them together in a Buddhist greeting: "Amitabha, the monk said you have a calamity of blood and light. Look, isn't that right?"

  Everyone who was still standing looked at the scene with a dazed expression, but the farmer and his men were inwardly depressed, completely giving up the idea of making another move. Those bodyguards were even scared to death by Hu Lai's glance.

  Han Yu's eyes lit up, and he could use the sofa as a weapon. What a fierce man! I have to think of a way to get him to join Ze Tian, even if it means cheating or robbing him into joining...

  If the timing wasn't wrong, Han Yu would have liked to extend an invitation right now. He took a deep breath and sat directly across from the farmer. At this point, he still had a gun in his hand, plus the ferocity that Hu Lai had just displayed, so as long as the farmer didn't want to die, he absolutely wouldn't dare try to resist again.

  "Farmer Old Big, now quickly make a phone call and have someone send money over to buy your life back."

  "How much? How many?" The farmer was startled by Han Yu's cold voice.

  "Three million!" Han Yu said slowly: "I only want cash!"

  "How can I have so many? I..."

  "Cut the crap, 30 million, get it here within half an hour or you'll be waiting to collect your own corpse!" Han Yu's face was gloomy. He wasn't being greedy, but rather looking for an excuse to calm down the peasants and stabilize the situation. He didn't want to kill the peasant, firstly because he didn't want to provoke the peasant's underlings and have them play with his life, secondly because this person still had use to him. Tonight's events seemed like they were going to get out of hand, after all someone needed to take responsibility for everything! Exploitation was just a bonus.

  The farmer's body shook, and he picked up his mobile phone to dial the number of his trusted younger brother who was responsible for protecting his son: "Hey, Ah Kun, get three hundred million in cash ready for me right away..."

  "Damn it, I don't care where you go to get it, but you must bring 30 million over here within half an hour. If you're one minute late, I'll skin you alive!" The farmer slammed down the phone and panted heavily.

  Han Yu smiled, he sat quietly there, waiting for someone to bring him money.

  However, Han Yu did not know that although he had sent the ink marks out to find Hei Lang and the others in the shortest time possible, he was still one step too late, because Hei Lang and the others had already been blocked by the farmer's general, Gang Zi.