Chapter 487 Scared Shitless

"Holy cow, holy cow, brother, drive slower, otherwise those guys won't catch up, and we'll die from falling first..." Huang Jian tightly gripped the passenger grab handle, his face pale, his stomach churning.

His stomach felt like it was about to explode, and he was about to throw up, unable to help but shout.

Tian Lingli in the back row was even worse, holding onto Zhou Yacheng tightly, her cheeks puffed out, her eyes unfocused, afraid to open her mouth and vomit all over the car.

"Almost there, hang in there." Li Chonglou's gaze was unwavering.

Before the car reached the mountain top, they could already see the dilapidated temple on the summit.

And the five large characters "Gujizhai Forest Farm" carved on the giant rock in front of the temple.

There was a flat area there.

Before the two could no longer hold it in and were about to vomit, the car roared up to the flat ground on the mountain top and screeched to a halt.

"Ugh~~" Immediately, Huang Jian and Tian Lingli couldn't wait to open the car doors and rushed out, leaning on their knees and vomiting profusely.

Li Chonglou and Zhou Yacheng looked at the snow-capped peaks faintly visible in the distance, the bottomless abyss below them, their eyes filled with admiration.

Qinzhou belonged to the third continental shelf, with the highest altitude less than two thousand meters. Even in Wuning County, the temperature difference was not significant, and the magnificent scenery of snow-capped mountains could not be seen.

However, they did not expect that Shuyu County, also on the third continental shelf, could offer such beautiful scenery.

"Brother, aren't we leaving?" Zhou Yacheng quickly sobered up and asked anxiously.

The three Land Cruisers behind were chasing relentlessly. Li Chonglou's driving skills were heaven-defying, and he had put some distance between them, but if he stopped, they would catch up immediately.

Li Chonglou glanced at the desolate ancient temple not far behind him, his expression calm as he looked at the winding road: "We're not leaving."

"If they are here for revenge, this is a good place."

As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The good place he spoke of was not for others to kill and dump bodies. He had already given them a chance. If those who persisted in their stubbornness were to blame, they could only blame themselves.

Rumble!

As soon as he finished speaking, the first Land Cruiser rushed out from the turn of the mountain, the roar of the engine making their scalps tingle.

Huang Jian and Tian Lingli's eyes were filled with panic, even their vomiting stopped.

"Brother..." Huang Jian hesitated to speak.

He had seen Li Chonglou's skills last night, but in this situation, he still didn't believe Li Chonglou could do anything.

It was just too late to leave now.

"You two, get in the car and sit." Li Chonglou waved his hand lightly, his demeanor as calm as ever.

Tian Lingli quickly pulled open the car door and curled up inside, her pretty face pale, unsure if it was from motion sickness or fear.

Zhou Yacheng and Huang Jian exchanged a glance, but ultimately did not act like cowards.

"Are there any handy weapons in the car? Sticks or pipes will do." Zhou Yacheng lowered his voice and asked, seeing the Land Cruiser stop.

Fighting was commonplace for him. Even if he was outmatched, he had to fight at this moment.

"Didn't your father tell you about your grand-master Lin Ying's methods?" Li Chonglou chuckled, "Do you need weapons to deal with these scumbags?"

"Fists are weapons!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yacheng was stunned: "Little Uncle-Master, don't joke. I admit your and Grand-Master's appraisal skills are top-notch, but no matter how good martial arts are, you can't fight four at once."

"I'm going to fight ten." Li Chonglou didn't refute, his words astonishing.

Huang Jian rolled his eyes, thinking he had gone mad.

Those were Ip Man's lines. In reality, where could one find someone who could fight ten people?

Clatter...

The three cars of the opponents stopped not far from the three of them. Ten burly men carrying steel pipes and machetes got out.

There was even one carrying a stainless steel nunchaku, which looked particularly comical amidst the crowd.

"You're Li Chonglou?" The burly man at the head stared intently at Li Chonglou with a sinister expression, not bothering to look at the scenery, his face filled with disdain.

"I am your father," Li Chonglou replied with a polite smile.

"Damn it, you suicidal fool! You dared to run rampant in Shuyu and break Young Master Zhao's leg, and you still dare to be so arrogant." The burly man was trembling with anger, cursing in exasperation: "You're dead today."

After speaking, he pointed at Zhou Yacheng and Huang Jian: "You two, you still have a chance now. Kneel down and kowtow."

"Young Master Zhao said he only wants one person's life. If he's happy, he'll let you live."

Hearing this, Zhou Yacheng's face instantly changed.

He cursed loudly: "Go to hell! No one has ever dared to speak to me like this."

"What do you think you are, a few alley dogs? Trash! Kneel down, your mother's a whore!"

A string of classic curse words displayed Zhou's solid foundation in vulgarity.

When he was with Li Chonglou, he had been stifled enough. He was originally a dissolute youth, but he had to be polite everywhere, feeling uncomfortable.

Today, he finally had a chance to release himself.

As for Huang Jian, although not as agitated as Zhou Yacheng, he did not back down. He gritted his teeth and said: "I kneel to heaven, earth, and my parents. My parents are gone, and no one in this world is qualified to make me kneel."

"Anyway, no one cares about this worthless life of mine. If you don't kill me today, I'll kill all your families one by one after I get out of the mountains!"

Although his words were rough, they showed a fearless courage.

Li Chonglou secretly praised that he had not misjudged the person.

Huang Jian, although he cared about face and lived in the eyes of others, it was determined by his upbringing. That passionate heart was genuine.

Worth befriending!

"You ten people, kneel down now and apologize to my friend, and I might consider letting you go." Li Chonglou stood with his hands behind his back, enduring the mountain wind, his clothes billowing.

His voice was not loud, but it made everyone's eyes widen.

Crazy!

Is this person a damn lunatic?

There were ten of them in three cars, all armed, while the opposite side had only three unarmed people.

He dared to ask them to kneel.

It was simply a huge joke.

"Good, good, you're asking for it. Cripple them." The burly man laughed in anger, waved his hand, and nine of his subordinates rushed towards Li Chonglou in unison.

Zhou Yacheng and Huang Jian looked nervous. Although they had spoken bravely,

they knew they couldn't stand up to the fight and could only silently pray not to be beaten to death.

Slap, slap, slap!

Seeing the nine burly men pounce on him, just as they were about to make a move, Li Chonglou suddenly moved.

No one could see his movements. They only saw a flash of his figure.

Three burly men flew back with screams.

The weapons in their hands clanged to the ground, and then they fell heavily towards the edge of the cliff, their souls scattered in fear, lying on the ground and not daring to move.

Before anyone could react, Li Chonglou's foot touched the ground, and he appeared in front of another burly man.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he gently threw a punch.

Thump...

That burly man directly knelt on the ground, holding his stomach, and vomited profusely.

Following the same pattern, in just a few seconds, nine burly men lay on the ground.

The sounds of wailing echoed on the mountaintop, but no one could hear them.

Huang Jian, Zhou Yacheng, and Tian Lingli, who was sitting in the car filming the scene with her phone, were all dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

The most shocked was the burly leader standing there.

His mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide with disbelief.

Between his legs, a stream of yellow liquid flowed down his pants. The pungent smell was blown by the mountain wind, making Li Chonglou frown.

This guy had actually wet himself from fear!