"Did you just say you wanted to rob me?"
Lu Qing stood there carrying things in both hands and on his back, looking calmly ahead.
Five or six people blocked the road before him, clubs in hand and ill intent written across their faces.
If Ma Gu had been there, he would have recognized them as Chen San's band of Thugs, the very ones he had warned and beaten up before.
At that moment, Chen San and the others were greedily eyeing the things on Lu Qing's person.
Especially when they saw the pork in the bamboo basket, they nearly drooled.
More than half a month ago, they had been beaten up by people at Da Ji and had spent many days recovering from their injuries.
They had even spent every last bit of money they had left.
By now, they had gone more than ten days without so much as a bite of meat.
Originally, they had only hoped to intercept one or two unlucky souls on the road and extort a little money for themselves.
They had never expected such a fat sheep to come their way.
Looking at the meat, rice, flour, and other things in Lu Qing's basket, Chen San and the others' eyes nearly glowed green.
How much were all these things worth? Perhaps because Lu Qing had changed so much over this period, Chen San and the others had failed to recognize him as the boy they had tried to rob more than half a month ago.
The very culprit who had gotten them brutally beaten by the people at Da Ji.
"Boy, since you heard us clearly, hand over everything you have on you, including your money!"
Chen San said viciously.
"That's right. If you don't want to suffer, put your things down