The Li family walked silently along the dirt road in the village.

As we passed by, we could see shadowy figures moving in front of the dark windows of some houses, as if someone was peering out by the light of the rising moon, but no one dared to make a sound.

When they arrived at the Zhang family's house, the Li family had already gathered twenty-four people.

Li Tie waved his hand.

The older generation of the Li family members skillfully dispersed to various locations, lighting herbal dumplings used to scare away wild animals.

Several men, armed with bamboo crossbows, nets, flammable oil, and lassoes, also occupied high positions to ensure that the Zhang family had no chance to escape.

As everyone took their positions.

Several young men, including Li Qingshan, followed Li Tielu's instructions and rushed toward the inhabited house, kicking the door hard.

bang bang bang~

Accompanied by the sound of wooden doors being kicked open.

One by one, lit herb dumplings were precisely tossed into each house.

Immediately afterwards, cries and coughs came from inside the house.

Li Qingshan stood guard a meter away from the door, expressionless.

Unexpectedly, the first thing he did after awakening his innate wisdom was to stain his skin with blood.

...

Within a breath or two of tossing the herbal dumpling into the room, a desperate roar, like that of a wild beast on the verge of death, suddenly came from inside the room where Li Qingshan was guarding.

The next moment, a figure rushed out of the house with his head down.

As if it were an instinct ingrained in his bones, the moment Li Qingshan realized someone was trying to rush out, his machete swiftly and accurately struck the other person's neck.

A stream of blood, spurting from the irregular blade, hit his face.

Li Qingshan belatedly realized what was happening. Without even drawing his knife, he grabbed the other man's shoulder and dragged his limp body out, clearing the way for him to block the door.

Behind him, Li Tie, who was about to deliver the finishing blow, raised an eyebrow.

Before, when he was at home, Li Tie felt that his little brother Li Qingshan was a bit of a stranger to him, and now he felt even more that he had never really seen through his little brother.

Smelling the rusty smell in the air, he suppressed his thoughts, picked up his knife, and stepped forward to take the place that Li Qingshan had vacated.

...

Li Qingshan dragged his injured body to the open space.

By the moonlight, he realized that the man was Zhang San's elder brother, Zhang Da.

The other party's eldest son was the nephew Zhang San had mentioned who had grown into a martial arts master.

In his memory, Zhang Da was like an old ox that only knew how to work hard, diligent and filial, without complaint or regret, a truly good family man and an honest person.

Unfortunately, Li Qingshan was a vulgar man whose opinions were dictated by his own self-interest.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

No matter how innocent Zhang Da is, as a member of the Zhang family, he must die today!

Zhang Da then clearly saw who had made the move.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Li Qingshan, whose face was half-hidden in shadow. He coughed up blood, his lips moving as he uttered, "Why...?"

It wasn't enough that they beat up his whole family and stole so many things; now they're trying to wipe out his entire family.

Why did it come to this?

Why did it have to come to this!

Li Qingshan gripped the handle of the wood-chopping knife embedded in Zhang Da's neck and said softly:

"Uncle, your son is ganging up with Zhang San to bully my brother and harass my sister."

After being beaten, Zhang San lay in his room cursing and grumbling, saying that Zhang San's son had a martial spirit and that he would kill all the men in the Li family and have a thousand women ride him...

Do you think the Zhang family should be wiped out?

Zhang Da: ...

So, if the Zhang family doesn't die, it's the Li family that will.

He was an honest man, and at that moment he only had one thought in his mind: Zhang San, I'll fucking beat you to a pulp!

Seeing that Zhang Dayi remained motionless, Li Qingshan understood.

Judging from Zhang Da's reaction, his son must have truly developed martial prowess.

As someone who never hesitates to kill, Li Qingshan's words just now were not out of pity, but merely a casual probe.

He licked his lips: "Uncle, don't blame me, this is fate. Just bear with it, the pain will subside soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out his machete and kicked the other man's neck to the side.

He left with the machete.

A large amount of fresh blood gushing from the artery spurted out from the wound, making a hissing sound like urination, staining the ground dark red...

Zhang Da felt his vision growing darker and darker, and all the strength in his body was draining away.

The end of consciousness.

He seemed to see his boring life flashing by:

The daily grind, the excitement and clumsiness of the first time entering the bridal chamber, the joy of the birth of the eldest son, the worry and speculation about the son's sudden increase in appetite...

Martial bones!

what!

May our ancestors protect us!

His own son had actually grown into a martial arts master!

The Zhang family is about to change their fate...

...

No one paid attention to Zhang Da, who had fallen silent.

The effect of the sleeping gas is mediocre, and the door is open, so it's not a closed space. However, it's a deadly weapon against farming families who don't have much experience in dealing with such situations.

In just over ten breaths, the entire Zhang family home became deathly silent.

Li Tie breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from the appearance, the boy who grew martial bones did not obtain any extraordinary abilities that made him incredibly powerful.

He was about to ask Li Qingshan to help open the window when he saw his younger brother, who had just been so decisive in killing someone, standing motionless and in a daze in front of Zhang Da's corpse.

Li Tie smiled slightly.

After all, it was his first time killing someone, and he was a bit too weak-willed.

This is a good opportunity to let the young men of the Li family see blood.

In this dog-eat-dog world, there's no such thing as a peaceful life.

Farming involves cannibalism.

They go hunting in the mountains and eat people.

The annual forced labor involved cannibalism.

Occasionally, bandits would roam the mountains and eat people.

If you don't eat others, you'll be eaten by others.

Li Qingshan and his group of juniors didn't feel anything; it was just that Li Tie and the others were carrying the burden ahead of them.

...

Li Qingshan was certainly not daydreaming.

At the moment Zhang Da breathed his last, his consciousness arrived in a boundless blank space.

Li Qingshan's subconscious told him that this was his sea of ​​consciousness.

Here, time flows at a rate only a fraction of that outside.

His consciousness can also return to his body at any time.

The problem is...

Why is there a 100-ton king in my sea of ​​consciousness?

Li Qingshan stared blankly at the familiar 100-ton truck in front of him.

He walked around the 100-ton truck, then looked at the overloaded cargo bed full of sand and soil, and was absolutely certain that this was the same 100-ton truck that had turned him into a sandwich along with the driver's cab.

However, the hundred-ton king in this sea of ​​consciousness space is in perfect condition.

"In my past life, I read novels where the protagonists talked about things like getting lucky and transmigrating, or having a cheat code. Could this hundred-ton truck be my cheat code?"

Li Qingshan thought for a moment, then nervously reached out and touched the hundred-ton behemoth in front of him.

next moment.

The hundred-ton king before him transformed into a beam of light and merged into his consciousness.

at the same time.

A series of messages surfaced in Li Qingshan's mind.

This Hundred-Ton King has merged with him and given him two amazing abilities: [Hundred-Ton King Speeding] and [Hundred-Ton King Dharma Form].

...

"Am I now a 100-ton king?"

Li Qingshan grinned and began to examine the two abilities he had acquired.

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