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Chapter 182: Calling Himself the Dragon and Tiger King

Although they are all bandits, fighting is inevitable.

Song Yingda relied on the power of his men to occupy the best locations and hilltops. The other bandits were driven to the side roads. There were also those who wanted to compete with Song Yingda, but they had a sworn brother named Dashan, who lived up to his name. The pressure he exerted on them was like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

Many of the bandits around were defeated by Song Yingda. If anyone made Song Yingda unhappy, they would have no chance of leaving alive.

Because his cruel methods frightened many people, Zhang Zhu never set foot in Mulipo for fear of getting into trouble.

Below Mule Slope is an extremely wide trade road. The caravans taking this road all have horses and carriages traveling side by side. The goods being escorted are naturally very considerable, and there will naturally be guards escorting the caravans.

Since Song Yingda was able to swallow it, the people under his command must be very skilled.

When Zong Yanli arrived at the trade road under the guidance of Zhang Zhu, he could still see broken wheels and some rags of cloth outside the deserted trade road. The goods scattered in the bushes had not been picked up in time, and there were many bloodstains on the muddy ground.

"It looks like there was a big battle here not long ago." After Long Feiguang and his companions made a round, they dragged out several corpses from the bushes. They were all dressed as guards and had been dead for two or three days.

"The knife edge is clean. It looks like these bandits have killed a lot of people." Pei Liang came forward to check it out, then stood up and said.

"Let's dig a hole and bury them." Song Yingda was really unkind. He dumped these bodies in the wilderness so casually. Not to mention that they would rot in the hot summer, most of them would be eaten by wild beasts in the wild areas.

Zong Yanli waved his hand slightly and asked everyone to dig a pit to bury the body. After a while, Lu Hao came back with something and said, "General, I found a token from the guard."

Zong Yanli took it and took a look at it. There was a word "Lu" written on the token. It seemed that these guards were guards from a wealthy family?

She put the token away, and after making sure everyone was buried, she let Zhang Zhu lead the way, walking up the mountain road towards Mule Slope.

The bandits all used the same method. The bushes blocked their view and made it difficult for ordinary people to find the way after going through so many twists and turns.

Zhang Zhu and Daxiong were exploring the way ahead. Just as they reached the top of Mule Hill, they saw three or four men jumping out from the bushes. They were wearing short shirts and holding big swords, and blocked their way with a ferocious look.

"Who dares to trespass into the territory of the Dragon and Tiger King!" the first person shouted angrily.

Dragon and Tiger King is Song Yingda's honorific title. Since he is the king of the mountain, he has to have a scary name. Listen, this one has both dragon and tiger.

Zhang Zhu stole a glance at Zong Yanli, and seeing that she remained silent, he took a step forward and said, "What snakes and rats! I've got my eyes on this hilltop, tell your boss to get out of here!"

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" The little minion who blocked the road probably didn't expect that even though he had announced the title of Dragon and Tiger King, there would still be someone so ignorant of his own life who dared to challenge him.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Zhu was so confident that he shouted angrily, "If you don't get out of here today, I will flatten the mountain!"

"Come on!" Zhang Zhu seemed to be crazy. He raised his hand and was about to take down these people with a wave.

Zong Yanli, who was standing next to Zhang Zhu, said: "..."

No one behind Zhang Zhu moved, and after Zhang Zhu finished speaking harshly, he found that no one moved, so he turned around and looked at Zong Yanli with a guilty look.

Zong Yanli's eyes were dark as he looked at him coldly, then he walked forward and kicked the thug who was blocking his way without any hesitation. The long leg kicked out with a fierce force, and without giving the man time to react, he kicked the man away.

"Heidan! You! You guys!" The others watched their companions being kicked away. When they saw Zhang Zhu leading so many people, they felt that they could not stop him. They stepped back in fear and said, "Just wait!"

"Today is the day of great joy for my king, how dare you come here to cause trouble at this time!"

"Let's go!" The men hurriedly picked up Heidan, who was kicked and vomiting blood, and turned around to go to the top of the hill to call for help.

Zong Yanli originally wanted to let them go so that they could lead the way, so he naturally wouldn't stop them.

Zhang Zhu smiled dryly, looked at Zong Yanli and said, "Well, General, do you want me to follow them so that you can go back and call for help?"

Zong Yanli smiled and said, "Call someone? Who?"

She waved her hand and said, "Just follow him."

"Ah!?" Zhang Zhu was a little shocked. He looked at the dozen or so people behind him who were a little panicked. He swallowed his saliva and said, "We're going to charge in like this?"

"Let's go." Zong Yanli raised his foot and followed those minions up the mountain.

Zhang Zhu was terrified and wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to run when he saw Zong Yanli and his gang. In the end, he went up the mountain like a duck being forced to climb a tree.

The village built on the top of the hill was not big. It was hung with red silks everywhere and looked festive. However, it seemed like a makeshift troupe. Fu Jiashi, who was born a bandit, looked at the village with great contempt.

He didn't even hesitate to go into this shabby house.

The few minions in front ran into the village crying and shouting. They heard the sound of gongs and drums inside, as if they were about to get married. A rough man in a wedding gown with a big red flower on his chest was about to hug his newly-robbed wife when he heard the crying and shouting.

"My king, help me!" the little minion who stumbled in cried, "Someone came to our mountain to make trouble and beat Heidan to death! My king!"

"What!?" The man sitting on the tiger-skin chair cursed with his eyes wide open: "Who is so blind that dares to ruin my good deeds!"

This man is Song Yingda, who calls himself the Dragon and Tiger King.

Song Yingda stood up angrily, grabbed the battle axe beside him and was about to go out. However, just as he stood up, he saw a figure being thrown in with great force, smashing the tables and chairs in the room with a bang.

The little minion who came to report the news was stunned by this scene. He turned his head hurriedly and saw Zhang Zhu, Zong Yanli and others who walked in.

"It's them!" The little minion exclaimed, he couldn't believe it. This group of people were so fearless that they dared to break into the mountain stronghold alone?

"He is the so-called Dragon and Tiger King?" Zong Yanli rushed in with the long sword in his hand still unsheathed. He raised his eyes and stared at Song Yingda who was in a wedding dress. Then he saw the girl in a wedding dress who was tied up and pressed to the ground, whimpering and struggling.

"Looks like there's no need to waste time talking." Zong Yanli frowned as he watched the scene, drew out the long sword in his hand and stepped forward.

When the people in the village saw that Zong Yanli had drawn his weapons, how could they just stand there and watch? They immediately surrounded him and tried to stop him, but Zong Yanli's eyes were full of murderous intent. He raised his sword without any fear and chopped off the head of one of them with one blow.

The surging column of blood spurted out, and the bright red color shocked everyone in the room. Although they were bandits and had committed murder and robbery, they had never killed people like chopping watermelons like this!

Song Yingda was shocked. He paused holding the battle axe and stared at Zong Yanli and the others in disbelief, "Who are you? Why are you trespassing on my mountain?"

"The one who wants to kill you." Zong Yanli started killing without saying a word. It would be fine if it was just her, but the group of people behind her were like wolves among a flock of sheep, rushing towards those minions with knives in hand.

After all, this was not a battlefield, so Long Feiguang and others were able to control their tempers and only injured and maimed the minions, without really killing them without any regard for the consequences.

Zong Yanli's move was intended to intimidate and make Song Yingda afraid. Then Song Yingda roared and rushed towards Zong Yanli, but after two moves, Zong Yanli injured his waist and abdomen. Song Yingda screamed in pain and retreated repeatedly.

Just when Zong Yanli was about to take another step forward, a figure like a cannonball suddenly rushed out from the side, and the huge fist mixed with strong fist wind smashed towards Zong Yanli's face.

Zong Yanli narrowed his eyes, took a wrong step and raised his hand to block it.

boom--!

The two collided, and the shock of the energy was so strong that some of the minions who were nearby were actually shocked and took two steps back. They looked at the two people in the center of the hall in panic.

Zong Yanli was surprised, looking at the man who rushed out. He looked to be in his early twenties, with a simple and honest look on his face. His eyes contained a murderous look, and his punches were clean and sharp, with each punch having an extremely terrifying force.

There was not much order in his fists, nor was there any emotion. He was like a belligerent child, wanting to win, and punched towards Zong Yanli.

Song Yingda didn't have time to be happy. With his sworn brother around, nothing serious would happen!

Then, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw Zong Yanli catch Dashan's fist so easily.

"Ah!!!" Dashan became more and more courageous as the fight went on. It seemed that it was the first time that someone could catch his punch. The fighting spirit that gradually rose in his eyes was so intense that his strength also increased.

Zong Yanli temporarily avoided the attack and then retreated. The two of them fought from the hall to the open space outside the village. Seeing that Dashan's punch had hit the ground so hard that a crack appeared, Zong Yanli was able to barely catch such a terrible force, with only his feet sinking into the mud.

Song Yingda was shocked when he saw this scene. On the other side, after Zong Yanli had roughly figured out Dashan's boxing style, he simply gave up the blade and fought with him with his bare hands.

"Hmph." Zong Yanli's eyes were cold. He took a step forward and punched towards Dashan with a fierce force. The light fist landed on Dashan's chest and knocked the man back three steps with just one punch.

"Wow...what a terrifying strength..." Zhang Zhu and Daxiong were stunned, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Kneel down!" Under the heavy pressure, Zong Yanli grabbed one of Dashan's arms as if strangling him, pressed down with his backhand and kicked at his knee, pressing him directly to the ground.

The man who was as big as a mountain was subdued by Zong Yanli so easily. He fell to his knees on the ground. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free from Zong Yanli's control.

Zong Yanli raised his chin: "Tied up."

Seeing that his strongest trump card was gone, Song Yingda was so frightened that his face turned pale. He said hurriedly: "If you are a good man, we can talk it out. Since you have set your eyes on my hill, I will give it to you!"

Song Yingda was a man who could judge the situation. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he immediately begged for mercy and said, "This village is yours too. I don't want any of the treasures in the village. How about just making friends? I will never set foot in a place where you are in the future!"

As the saying goes, if you keep the green mountains, you will never worry about firewood. Song Yingda knew that he was no match for Zong Yanli, so he just wanted to protect himself.

"You are quite smart." Zong Yanli laughed when he heard it, and walked towards Song Yingda with his long sword again. Song Yingda retreated repeatedly at the sight of Zong Yanli approaching, his face full of fear.

"Who is she?" Zong Yanli paused and stood in front of the bride. Perhaps because things were too chaotic just now, the girl shrank back under the table and hid.

"This is a beauty. If you like her, I will give her to you!" Song Yingda's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and lifted the girl up from under the table. He pulled off the veil on her face, revealing the girl's face. She was indeed a beautiful girl.

His mouth was stuffed with a cloth and he was tied up. He looked around with tears in his eyes in panic and despair. He suddenly met Zong Yanli's eyes and shook his head helplessly.

Song Yingda smiled evilly and said, "This delicate skin and tender flesh will definitely satisfy you."

Zong Yanli's expression remained unchanged. He stared at the girl for a moment, then turned to look at Song Yingda and said, "Did the caravan at Mule Slope die in your hands?"

Song Yingda couldn't quite tell the emotion in Zong Yanli's words, so he didn't dare to nod his head. He just said quickly, "Don't worry, my dear. I haven't sold the goods yet. They are in the village. You can take them if you want."

Zong Yanli nodded slowly, and said with a smile that seemed to be extremely satisfied: "Killing people and robbing goods, and forcibly seizing women, death is not a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Yanli swung the long knife in his hand, and the cold blade cut his throat in the blink of an eye. The tiny wound instantly expanded, and Song Yingda didn't even have time to react. He raised his hands in a daze to cover his neck, and fell on his back the next second.

"Those who surrender will not be killed. Take out all the goods inside and burn them." Zong Yanli killed Song Yingda with one knife without blinking. He reached out and picked up the frightened girl, untied the cloth that bound her mouth, and cut the ropes that bound her hands and feet.

Perhaps she was too frightened, for when Zong Yanli loosened her hand, the girl's steps became unsteady and she was about to fall down.

Zong Yanli quickly grabbed her arm, frowned and stared at her and asked, "Can you walk?"

The girl's knees softened and she knelt down in front of Zong Yanli: "Please, sir, let me live, I beg you..."

Zong Yanli lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was kneeling on the ground and shivering. Then he looked at his own attire, which made her think that he was really a bandit who had robbed the mountain.

Zong Yanli took a half step back and said, "Don't be afraid, young lady. We are soldiers in the army. We are ordered to come here to suppress bandits. We are just dressed like this. We are not bandits. We are here to save you."