Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Xu Huanhuan? I didn't expect you to actually dare to come!"

Wang Xiang was stunned for a moment, then grinned maliciously.

He pushed Hei Zi aside and pointed the iron bar in his hand at the two men at the door:

"You've got some nerve, daring to lay a hand on my mom!"

"Tell me, which hand did this? I'll cripple it today!"

Yang Xian's gaze passed over him and immediately fell on the old man who was tied to the central pillar of the dilapidated temple.

The old man's mouth was stuffed with a wad of cloth, and his eyes were covered with a black cloth. He was making "woo-woo" sounds and his body was struggling slightly.

The good news is that the elderly man was not injured.

"What do you want to say this time? You do it yourself?" Yang Xian turned his head and whispered to Xu Huanhuan beside him.

"I'll do it." Xu Huanhuan's voice was soft, but there was a hint of anger in it.

"Okay." Yang Xian nodded. "Then I'll go rescue them. Remember not to kill anyone."

He knew that Xu Huanhuan needed an outlet for her emotions.

Her maternal grandfather was one of her few relatives, and also her Achilles' heel.

These people crossed her bottom line.

"Damn it! I'm talking to you! Don't you dare pretend you didn't hear me!"

Wang Xiang was furious when he realized he was being completely ignored.

His other henchmen also stood up, rubbing their hands together, their faces showing malicious smiles.

"Brother Xiang, stop wasting your breath on them. My legs are numb from squatting for so long."

"Exactly! Since we're going to have to fight anyway, let's get it over with quickly and call it a day!"

"Yeah, Brother Xiang, I'm still waiting for you to treat me to dinner!"

"No problem!" Wang Xiang tapped the floor with his stick. "I'll treat you guys to a good meal later! Whoever makes the first move gets to spend the night at an internet cafe in town!"

Upon hearing about this good news, everyone's eyes lit up, and they grabbed the steel pipes and wooden sticks at hand and surrounded Xu Huanhuan at the door.

Looking at this motley crew, Xu Huanhuan showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she spoke with great interest.

"It's a competition to see who has more people, isn't it?"

She snapped her fingers lightly.

"Smack."

The crisp sound echoed through the dilapidated temple.

The next moment, more than a dozen figures filed in from outside the dilapidated gate of the temple.

Without exception, all of these people were burly men over two meters tall.

Moreover, they all had fierce eyes, wore black tight vests, and had bulging muscles on their exposed arms, making them look extremely fierce.

The scene was absolutely spectacular.

The once spacious dilapidated temple suddenly became incredibly crowded, with most of the light blocked by these tall figures, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

"Holy shit..."

Wang Xiang and his gang of henchmen were all dumbfounded.

They had lived in this small village all their lives and had never seen anything like it before.

Let alone a dozen burly men, they had never even seen a person taller than two meters before.

"Clang!"

One of the henchmen's hands went limp, and the steel pipe slipped from his grasp and crashed to the ground with a piercing sound.

The others seemed to be awakened by the sound, and subconsciously put down their weapons, their Adam's apples bobbing up and down, not daring to even breathe.

Only Wang Xiang remained standing there, stubbornly clinging to his last shred of dignity.

"Hey! What are you guys chickening out for?" He turned around and hissed at his underlings, "So what if they have a few more men than us? What's there to be afraid of!"

"Xiang...Brother Xiang, don't blame me for being disloyal, you...you see this..." Hei Zi's voice trembled as he looked at the burly men, "Are they really just a few more than us?"

Although the other henchmen didn't say anything, judging from their almost tearful expressions, they had completely submitted.

What else can you do if someone is dishonest?

These people's arms are bigger than their heads; if their fists were to come down, they could probably kill someone on the spot.

They might not be a match for any one of them individually, but now more than a dozen have come.

How the hell am I supposed to fight this?

Should I use my face to elbow their fists?

Why is everyone so quiet?

Xu Huanhuan crossed her arms, her large eyes full of mockery: "Weren't you quite arrogant just now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the dozen or so burly men walked towards Wang Xiang and his group in unison.

"Thump!"

Hei Zi was the first to succumb to the pressure, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.

"Sister! Eldest sister! Grandma! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

He cried out, tears streaming down his face, "It's all his fault! Wang Xiang called us here, it really has nothing to do with us! We just came to make up the numbers!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's all his fault!"

Others followed suit, kneeling down one after another, vying to shirk all responsibility.

Wang Xiang was completely dumbfounded.

He never expected that these good buddies who usually treated him like brothers and shared meals and fun with him would betray him so decisively at this crucial moment.

"Damn it! You bunch of cowards!" Wang Xiang trembled with rage, pointing at his kneeling underlings and cursing, "And all this time I treat you to meals and internet access! And this is how you treat me when it really matters?"

The others completely ignored his roar.

It's just a few meals and a few nights of internet fees.

No matter what, you can't joke around with your own life!

Meanwhile, Yang Xian had already left the temple with his grandfather.

"Really?" Xu Huanhuan listened to the thugs' explanations and nodded seriously.

"Since you all say it's his fault, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. If you teach him a lesson, this matter will be over!"

"What do you say, is it okay?"

The thugs looked at each other, hesitant for a moment.

Although Wang Xiang was a scoundrel, they had grown up together since childhood, so it was hard to bring themselves to lay a hand on him.

Xu Huanhuan noticed their hesitation, but she wasn't angry; instead, the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up.

"Nobody wants to do it?"

"How about this?"

After saying that, the girl pulled out a wad of bright red bills from somewhere and gently held them in her hand: "Whoever beats the hardest and makes me most satisfied, these belong to them."

Upon seeing the thick wad of banknotes, all the thugs' eyes widened instantly, and their breathing became heavy.

I'm good!

Wow, so much money!

That thickness must be at least twenty or thirty thousand.

If we had this money, wouldn't we be able to live a carefree life for a long time?

Wang Xiang immediately sensed something was wrong. Seeing the green light in the eyes of his former brothers, his heart skipped a beat.

"We're all...we're all from the same village...we're all good buddies..."

His voice was choked with sobs.

"You...you won't...attack me over this little bit of money, will you?"