This Is Famine

Sea Eat Ridge, First Ridge, Lu Dongjun's residence.

All the guards were on high alert; the entire mansion was under siege.

The Plague Mosquito, which had disappeared in First Ridge, has returned.

Not only did she return, but she was also no longer afraid of Lu Dongjun's medicine.

Lu Dongjun poured and scattered the medicated rice everywhere, but it had no effect whatsoever.

First Ridge was caught off guard. Everyone thought they would never see the Plague Mosquito again in their lives. As a result, they did not take any precautions and the little food they had painstakingly accumulated was wiped out.

Having just escaped from suffering, First Ridge is now plunged into despair once again.

The more respect I had for Lu Dongjun before, the more hatred I feel for him today!

The people besieging Lu Dongjun's residence were mainly from various gangs, but ordinary people also participated.

It would be difficult for these people to breach Lu Dongjun's residence alone, as Lu Dongjun had put a lot of effort into its defenses.

But various powerful Lineage also got involved.

He Haisheng, with a cigarette in his mouth, was in the crowd, with Han Yaomen, the First Boss of the Azure Cloud Society, standing next to him.

Both of them covered their faces with Spiritual Object, making them difficult for ordinary people to recognize.

Seeing the rising waves of shouts and curses surrounding Lu Dongjun's residence, Han Yaomen sneered, "A few days ago, I brought a congratulatory gift and waited in front of his door for half an hour, hoping to see him, but he refused to see me."

"I'll have someone tear down his gate in a bit, let all these people in, and see if he'll even acknowledge them."

He Haisheng looked at Han Yaomen: "Brother Han, you came all this way for more than just to embarrass Lu Dongjun, didn't you?"

Han Yaomen smiled slightly, "We certainly won't give him face, but whether we'll spare his life depends on what Third Master He has to say."

"It's no use if only I speak," He Haisheng looked around, "There are plenty of people who want to speak today."

Grandpa Ma and Ma Chunting were present.

Chu Huaijun, the eldest son of the Chu family, was present.

Zhang Xiuling, the head of the Hundred Flowers Gate, was present.

Other prominent Lineage also sent a number of people.

They are still waiting, waiting for the right moment to make their move.

Despite having the advantage in both numbers and combat strength, no one wanted to be at the forefront.

No one wanted to face Lu Dongjun directly. No matter how badly Lu Dongjun performed in other matters, he was an expert in warfare.

Lu Maoxian, the patriarch of the Lu Family, once said that the most capable fighter in the entire Lu Family was the second son, Lu Dongjun.

Even Lu Dongliang said that if they were to have a contest, he might not be able to beat Lu Dongjun.

This is not only an advantage of martial arts practitioners, but also one of Lu Dongjun's few talents.

Without resorting to scheming or tricks, in pure combat, Lu Dongjun far surpasses ordinary people in both fighting strength and coping skills.

Lu Dongjun was unlucky; everyone who tried to get rid of him did so by using cunning tactics.

Han Yaomen was still observing the movements of other Lineage and gangs, and to his surprise, two families did not send anyone. "The Three Heroes Gate did not send anyone, and neither did Monkey Qiu."

The Three Heroes Gate reportedly doesn't want to get involved in this mess. Why is Monkey Qiu doing this? Doesn't he want revenge on Lu Dongjun?

He Haisheng shook his head. "Monkey Qiu's thoughts are hard to fathom. I'm wondering if the Lu Family will start using the Qiu surname from now on?"

Inside the mansion, Lu Dongjun was covered in sweat.

A soldier with a wounded face rushed in and said to Lu Dongjun, "Master, we've searched all over First Ridge, but we can't find Mr. Wan!"

"Didn't find it?" Lu Dongjun's cheek twitched. "What are you telling me if you didn't find it?"

"Master, we can't hold out much longer."

"Where can't be defended?"

"We can't defend anywhere! Sir, there are skilled fighters hiding outside, and several of our brothers have been killed."

Did you kill my weapon?

With them?

Lu Dongjun may not be meticulous in other matters, but the people around him are all carefully selected, not only for their high cultivation levels but also for their rich experience.

Just think about it, and you'll know that someone ruthless did something underhanded.

Where did this ruthless person come from?

They must be from various powerful Lineage and factions.

Lu Dongjun rubbed his forehead and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Three days ago, right on this sofa, Lu Dongjun pointed his finger at Chu First Young Master and berated him, and Chu Huaijun didn't dare to utter a sound.

The next day, in the same living room, Lu Dongjun kicked Ma Junjiang didn't dare utter a sound.

Who could have imagined that something like this would happen in the blink of an eye?

Where did Wan Jinxian go?

Could it be that he was incompetent, couldn't control the Insect Plague, and ran away first?

Lu Dongjun became increasingly frightened, feeling that he had trusted Wan Jinxian too much before.

Another servant approached Lu Dongjun: "Sir, the reporters are here. Would you like to see them?"

Lu Dongjun waved his hand. "I won't see you."

Zhi Gua turned to leave.

Lu Dongjun called him over again.

"Let the reporters come in, I have something to say."

Shortly after, the reporter came in, and the photographer took a few photos of Lu Dongjun.

There was also a cameraman recording Shadow Play Machine from the side.

The reporter asked, "Mr. Lu, what is the reason for the resurgence of the Plague Mosquito?"

Is it that your insecticide wasn't killing the mosquitoes completely, or was the previous dosage insufficient?

Lu Dongjun said calmly, "The dosage was insufficient, but the root cause is still the cost issue."

The cost of the medicine is too high, I'm having cash flow problems, and the various powerful Lineage have recently been holding grudges against me, secretly using underhanded tactics to trip me up, leaving me in a bit of a bind.

The reporter looked at Lu Dongjun in surprise. "Mr. Lu, do you mean you're short of money?"

Lu Dongjun nodded. "It is indeed because of money, but you all don't need to worry. I, Lu Dongjun, am still here and not going anywhere."

I'm willing to sell all my possessions and empty my purse, even if I, Lu Dongjun, am so poor I have to sleep on the streets tomorrow, I will still control the Insect Plague in Sea Eat Ridge.

Please pass on a message to my friends outside: even if the sky falls, I, Lu, will stand up for Sea Eat Ridge!

The camera kept flashing, the projector kept spinning, and the reporter's pen never stopped moving across the notebook.

The interview ended, and the reporters left.

Lu Dongjun said to his assistants, "I'm tired, I'm going to take a nap."

The guards were dumbfounded. The enemy was about to break in, and you were still sleeping?

Lu Dongjun couldn't possibly sleep.

Back in the bedroom, he removed his dentures and stuffed them into the stone lion's mouth. The stone lion's eyes lit up, and the bedroom was sealed off.

Lu Dongjun took out Lu Xiaolan's necklace and quickly changed his appearance.

This is what it looks like when it's hanging up.

This necklace is of extremely high quality; it's now his only way to escape.

Lu Dongjun opened a hidden compartment in the wardrobe, where a set of clothes was hanging.

Besides the clothes, there were checks for hundreds of thousands of dollars and some loose cash.

After getting ready, Lu Dongjun jumped out of the window.

After we get out, we need to do two things: first, try to find Wan Jinxian; second, collect the cash from all the businesses and leave Sea Eat Ridge as soon as possible.

If Wan Jinxian cannot be found, his reputation will be completely ruined.

At that time, all they can bring is real money and find another opportunity to turn their lives around.

A member of the Hundred Flowers Gate, a Red Flower Club Wielder, stood next to the First Boss Zhang Xiuling, pointed at the servant who walked out of the courtyard, and whispered, "That man in the vest is the servant who caused us trouble the other day. He's trying to run away."

Zhang Xiuling glanced at it and recognized the man.

She came to see Lu Dongjun the day before yesterday, but Lu Dongjun didn't want to see her. The Red Flower Club Wielder wanted to stand up for the First Boss and got into a conflict with the man.

Zhang Xiuling didn't want to pay attention to this nobody, but the Red Flower Club Wielder was a vengeful person. "Master, please wait here for a while, I'll be right back."

Zhang Xiuling frowned and said, "You're already this old, why are you still acting impulsively?"

This stick-wielding man was over fifty years old, no longer young, but that was just his temper. "Boss, I have to get this off my chest."

Zhang Xiuling sighed and said, "Be careful and don't make too much noise."

"Don't worry." The Red Flower Club Wielder left.

That's how gangs are; as long as things don't go too far, subordinates have to be allowed to vent.

This Red Flower Club Wielder is a sixth-level body cultivator, and Zhang Xiuling believes he will be fine.

The Red Flower Club Wielder followed the man with the turban into a narrow alley, stopped him, and asked with a smile, "Do you still recognize me?"

Zhi Gua raised his head, looked at Gun Lang, and said nothing.

Gunlang laughed, "What's wrong? Seeing your master is in trouble, you're leaving already? Shouldn't we settle our scores?"

Zhi Gua remained silent.

Gunlang suddenly shifted to the side, flicking out a long tail from his waist. The tip of the tail had a hook, which he used to hook down on the hanging head.

It's a scorpion.

Gun Lang's first move was a killing blow. His master had told him not to make too much of a fuss, and he didn't want to get entangled with him any further.

This attack was extremely swift and impossible for an ordinary person to avoid. The scorpion's tail was highly venomous, and once it drew blood, the opponent would surely die.

Zhi Gua didn't dodge. He grabbed the stick's tail with one hand, twisted his wrist, broke off the tail, and threw it on the ground.

Gunlang was terrified. He had fought this guy before, and in his memory, the other party should only be a fourth-level martial arts practitioner. It was impossible for him to have such good skills.

He never dreamed that the person standing in front of him was actually Lu Dongjun.

Gun Lang's left arm transformed into a pincer, and he leaped towards Lu Dongjun.

Lu Dongjun grabbed Gunlang's pliers, and with a flick of his wrist, broke them in two.

Gun Lang stood there, his consciousness somewhat hazy from his severe injuries.

Lu Dongjun grabbed Gunlang's hair and used Gunlang's pliers to smash his head.

The situation was critical, and Lu Dongjun left immediately without having time to deal with the body.

Half an hour later, Zhang Xiuling sensed something was wrong and ordered her people to search the area. They found Gunlang's body in the alley.

A sixth-level body cultivator, just like that, died? Without even a commotion?

Who could kill him so easily?

Zhang Xiuling pondered for a moment, then summoned her subordinates. "Tell Master He that Lu Dongjun has escaped!"

Emerging from a desolate wilderness, Li Banfeng saw the long-lost sunshine.

He left the new land and finally arrived at Sea Eat Ridge!

He could barely open his eyes, not only because of the glaring sunlight, but also because of the swarms of mosquitoes.

There were so many mosquitoes that they could fly into his nostrils with every breath, making it difficult for Li Banfeng to see his surroundings clearly.

After he looked around, he realized that this was a village, a simple and honest village just like Blue Poplar Village.

Why compare it with Blue Poplar Village?

Because a simple and honest villager was standing in front of him.

The villager had a ruddy complexion and a thick sheen of oil. Although Sea Eat Ridge was suffering from a disaster, judging from his complexion, he seemed to be eating well.

The man, carrying a curved knife, looked at Li Banfeng and said, "I Want You hands. You won't die. Slash down from your shoulder, and I'll let you go."

It sounds a bit scary, but losing an arm isn't a big deal. My knife is incredibly sharp; it doesn't hurt at all when I'm cutting.

Li Banfeng asked in astonishment, "It really doesn't hurt?"

The man laughed and said, "It really doesn't hurt. Why don't you try it?"

Li Banfeng nodded. "Do you want your left hand or your right hand?"

The man tilted his head and looked at Li Banfeng: "Did you think I was joking with you? I'm going to chop off one of your hands, do you understand? If you don't understand, look over there, there's one ready-made."

There was a woman nearby, being held down on the ground with her mouth covered by two burly men, and another burly man holding an axe, preparing to chop off her arm.

There were still many corpses on the ground, some missing their limbs, some just skeletons, but their heads were still intact.

No wonder they all had oily faces; they must have been starving.

These people have some common sense; they know they shouldn't eat heads.

Famine.

This is famine!

In times of famine, people will turn into ghosts.

The man looked at Li Banfeng and said, "If you understand, then hold out your hand. If you don't understand, you'll end up like them."

Li Banfeng said solemnly, "I understand now. I sincerely want to ask you, should I use my left hand or my right hand?"

The man was taken aback, feeling a chill run down his spine.

How come this person doesn't know fear?

He gripped the knife tightly and said to Li Banfeng, "I want my left hand."

"Alright!" Li Banfeng took a step forward and snatched the knife from the man.

"If you want my left hand, give me my right." With a thud, Li Banfeng chopped off the man's right hand.

The man cried out and lay on the ground, rolling around in pain.

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Didn't you say it didn't hurt at all? It's wrong of you to lie to me. I won't give you my left hand either."

Pfft!

Li Banfeng also chopped off the man's left hand.

The man fainted and became motionless, terrifying everyone else, even the woman being held down on the ground.

They ignored the woman and attacked Li Banfeng with their weapons.

Li Banfeng, carrying a knife, went around discussing things with each of them.

Do you want your left hand or your right hand?

You won't tell me, huh? Then I'll cut them both off for you, and you can choose whichever you like.

And you? You didn't say anything either.

"Then I'll cut off my legs!"

P. S.: My Wife is going to have a big meal!

An extra chapter will be added tomorrow!