Lin Wanrong smelled the familiar scent, but couldn't quite recall what it was. He carefully touched the leaves with his hand, feeling a bit rough and pungent.

  What is this thing? Lin Wanrong furrowed his brow, but he could be certain that he had definitely seen this thing before.

  "Big brother, are you scared?" Dong Qing Shan asked Lin Wan Rong beside him. Although he had been in many fights before, but being so young and it being his first time in such a large-scale group fight, not being nervous at all would be a lie.

  Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "It's a bit scary at first, but I'll get used to it later. By the way, Qing Shan, what is this leaf? Do you know?" He picked up a leaf and asked Dong Qing Shan.

  Dong Qingshan rubbed his head, smiling awkwardly: "I don't know what this is either, anyway, a lot of it grows in this area, all wild. Sometimes we dry it and use it as firewood, but the smell is very pungent."

  Lin Wanrong was about to speak when he heard a rustling sound of footsteps coming from afar. His hearing had become extremely sharp after being knocked on the head by Old Man Wei.

  "Someone's coming." Lin Wanrong said softly.

  Dong Qing Shan's expression turned stern and he immediately waved his hand, causing the plants to calm down instantly.

  A burly man walked over from a distance, followed by twenty or thirty men behind him. These guys had crooked eyes and noses, walking with a swagger, it was clear that they were used to being lawless.

  "That's Li Er Gou in front." Dong Qing Shan said into Lin Wan Rong's ear.

  Lin Wanrong nodded: "Qingshan, what are you going to do?"

  "Go out and make it clear to them, then start the war." Dong Qingshan said with great justice.

  "What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh, and patted him on the head: "Later, I'll let the younger ones listen to me. As soon as I rush out, they will all rush out with me. No one is allowed to make a sound, whoever sees someone will hit them, use as much strength as possible, beat them until they cry for their father and mother, no one is allowed to stop."

  "Big brother, you mean we don't have to make it clear?" Dong Qing Shan originally still had a bit of the Three Knights and Five Righteousness' bloodline, always thinking about having an open and honest fight. But now he was ruthlessly pierced by Lin Wan Rong's words, shattering his dreams. However, he wasn't a foolish person either; once that stubborn tendon snapped, he immediately became agile again.

  "Are you kidding me? You think this is a martial arts competition, little brother? We're in the underworld here, it's a fight to the death. Whoever draws their knife first gets to survive."

  Dong Qingshan immediately understood, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes: "Right, big brother, this is a scramble for territory, no need to talk about being open and aboveboard. The winner becomes the king, the loser becomes the bandit."

  Lin Wanrong nodded in satisfaction and let Li Beidou, who was following behind him, pass on the words.

  After waiting for a while, those people had approached, and Li Er Gou's voice came: "Where is that Dong Qing Shan kid? Why hasn't he come yet? Wait and see how I'll deal with this little thing."

  They are the tyrants of the south city and don't take Dong Qing Shan seriously at all. They didn't even come to scout ahead, they just came over so recklessly.

  Lin Wanrong gripped the iron rod tightly in his hand and moved slowly.

  He had drunk a lot of wine at noon and was not very clear-headed. Being with these thugs, he suddenly felt younger by several years, a surge of hot blood rushed up, and he stared at Li Er Gou and others with red eyes.

  As soon as Li Erdou entered the striking range, Lin Wanrong suddenly stood up, swooped a few steps, and rushed out with an iron rod, his excited blood flushing his wheat-colored skin bright red.

  I didn't expect Boss to be even more fierce than me! Dong Qing Shan stood behind Lin Wan Rong, watching as he suddenly charged out, his speed far surpassing his own.

  Dong Qingshan let out a low growl and charged forward with his iron rod, dashing ahead like a leopard.

  The gangsters, who had been boiling with anger, grabbed their knives, iron bars and wooden clubs, followed Dong Qing-shan and Li Bei-dou, and rushed out in a swarm. Their eyes were bloodshot, they didn't make a sound, and they hacked at anyone they saw.

  Li Erdou was closest to Lin Wanrong, staring blankly at a healthy-skinned, wheat-colored guy holding an iron rod rushing towards him. There were several brainless ones. Where did this guy come from? With such a bitter and resentful look, could the little girl he messed with last night be his sister?

  Take advantage of your confusion and take your life. Taking the opportunity that Li Erdou was stunned, Lin Wanrong rushed forward and hit a heavy stick on Li Erdou's head.

  Although Wei Lao's baptism was not very successful, the force of that one success cannot be underestimated. Lin Wanrong's movements became much quicker and his strength increased significantly.

  Li Erdou, who had also fought his way up, was caught off guard by the sudden attack and Lin Wanrong's formidable strength. As a result, Li Erdou failed to dodge in time and was struck on the head by Lin Wanrong's powerful blow, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

  As he watched the bright red blood flow slowly down, Lin Wanrong felt an indescribable thrill. He actually lightly licked his lips and struck again with a heavy blow.

  Li Erdou let out a hum and slowly fell backwards, his eyes flashing with an expression of incredulity.

  One of Li Er Gou's subordinates saw his boss fall down and swung a wooden stick at Lin Wan Rong's back with great force.

  Lin Wanrong let out a muffled grunt, and a huge bruise appeared on his back, but he didn't fall down.

  He swung his hand and slapped it on the palm of his face, the scorching pain on his back gave him a kind of perverted pleasure.

  Dong Qingshan rushed over and struck Li Erdou with a stick as soon as he fell down.

  Lin Wanrong took a look at Li Erdou and knew that even if this kid could survive, he would only be able to spend the rest of his life in bed.

  It goes without saying that Dong Qing Shan won this round. Lin Wan Rong had also been in a lot of fights, but those were all before he went to college. After entering university, to put it fashionably, everyone became civilized people and no one gave him the opportunity to fight, which made him quite regretful.

  He has come to this world, completely unshackled. Today he has the opportunity to thoroughly enjoy himself, and every pore of his is exuding comfort. The distress that had been pent up inside him since coming into this world instantly dissipated a great deal.

  Dong Qing Shan's underlings had personally witnessed Lin Wan Rong's ruthless and swift moves, and everyone couldn't help but admire him even more.

  "Ouch——" Lin Wanrong only felt the burning sensation on his back after he sat down, like a fire burning. That kid really hit him hard. Lin Wanrong was secretly angry, but he couldn't help looking at himself for beating someone's elder son into a fool.

  "Don't worry, go back tonight and let my sister help you clean up. Every time I get hurt from fighting, it's always my sister who helps me." Dong Qing Shan said with a big smile on his face. He wasn't seriously injured, although they were outnumbered twenty to thirty, but since Lin Wan Rong took down the enemy leader as soon as he came up, this battle was quite easy.

  "Boss, you're really good at fighting!" Li Beidou said with a swollen butt, his pants torn and hanging loose, as he approached Lin Wanrong.

  "Qingshan, Beidou, remember this: once you're on this path, there's no turning back. You have to be darker, more ruthless and more merciless than others if you want to stand out."

  "Big brother, I understand." The two nodded together: "Right, big brother, are you still going to the Xiao family?"

  They didn't mention Xiao's family being okay, but as soon as they did, Lin Wanrong suddenly let out a loud shout: "Not good!"

  He ignored the pain, got up and ran away. Dong Qing Shan only heard his voice coming from afar: "Regroup and have dinner tonight—"