Chapter 694: Chapter 694

On the suburban road of Nanhua City, a tricycle heading to the downtown area carried two young men.

These two were none other than Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint.

Three days earlier, after arranging subsequent matters.

Zhang Xiaohao took the Black Dragon Saint back with him. As for the Saintess Hua Yan, she had to first return to the Vermilion Bird Gate to complete her mission before searching for the Purification Heavenly Water.

As for the White-clothed Young Master, after splitting the loot with Zhang Xiaohao, he left elegantly.

"You two young men made the right choice by taking my ride. I’m not boasting, but in the ten or eight villages nearby, besides me, Old Man Zhang, who frequently goes to the city due to a bit of business, no one else heads to the city, not to mention the passing buses. You could wait here till the end of time and not see a single bus come by," the cyclist said proudly.

Half an hour earlier.

Zhang Xiaohao truly didn’t want to walk anymore. Accompanying the Black Dragon Saint, whose intelligence was that of a three-year-old, had exhausted him over these three days.

Thus, Old Man Zhang happened to pass by on his tricycle, and they hitched a ride.

"Thank you, uncle. Here, have a cigarette," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

He then took out a Big Panda cigarette from his pocket and handed it over.

Old Man Zhang didn’t hesitate, took the cigarette, and pulled out a windproof lighter from his pocket, skillfully lighting it up.

"You’re quite savvy, young man! There’s still a way to go to the county town. Let me tell you two some risqué jokes," Old Man Zhang said.

"Back in the day, there was a mantis and a mosquito who met again after twenty years. Smoking a cigar, the mantis proudly looked at the passing young ladies and said, ’In the old days, there was only one kind of person, that was men! Do you know why there are women now?’ the mantis bragged.

"How did they appear?" the mosquito cooperatively asked.

"That’s all my doing! One dark and stormy night, I was drunk and slashed fiercely at a man’s below, creating a huge gash, and thus, more than twenty years later, this novel creature called women came into being," the mantis proudly said.

"That’s pretty miraculous, but do you know why originally flat-chested women turned into ones with bigger assets like melons, green apples, or small buns?" the mosquito asked.

"Why’s that?" the mantis asked, puzzled.

"Alas! Back then, I found those women way too ugly—they had no figures, no breasts. It would have been a disaster for them as the world would’ve ignored them. Seeing this injustice, I helped them out with my mouth! I stared hard at both sides of their chests, and so, over the next twenty years, we ended up with today’s wonderful sight," the mosquito proudly declared.

"Haha... Uncle, your jokes are really great," Zhang Xiaohao complimented.

"Of course! Oops, looks like the cigarette’s finished. Young man, give me another one, and this three-yuan bamboo cigarette is really something. Where did you buy it? Next time, get me some," Old Man Zhang said proudly.

"Heh," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled and touched his nose with a wry smile.

Saying this, he took out all the cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to Old Man Zhang.

Old Man Zhang didn’t hesitate, took out a cigarette to smoke, and pocketed the rest.

Suddenly, the tricycle’s tire burst.

The vehicle tilted to one side, looking like it was about to tip over onto the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao flicked his finger, and a blast of Shennong True Qi struck the ground, instantly stabilizing the vehicle.

At the same time, he pressed down with his foot, and the moving tricycle immediately came to a halt.

Old Man Zhang immediately jumped down from the car and looked at the ruined rear tire.

"Damn it! Who the fuck did this, scattering so many cement nails on the ground! I curse his offspring to be born without assholes!" Old Man Zhang cursed angrily.

A series of urgent footsteps sounded, and a dozen shirtless men covered in tattoos rushed out from the shrubs on both sides of the road, looking menacing.

"Damn it! Who the fuck are you cursing, old man? Looking for a beating, are you?" the lead tattooed hulk snarled menacingly.

"You bastard! Think you’re the second toughest under the heavens just because you’re shirtless and tattooed, leading a bunch of punk kids? In my eyes, Old Man Zhang, you’re nothing but dog shit!" Old Man Zhang shouted back furiously.

"Fuck you! You old geezer, asking for death, eh? Acting tough in front of me, come on then, Big Black, Little Black, go teach this old douche a lesson, make him learn how to behave!" the lead tattooed hulk sneered. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱

"Big bro, this old man is way too damn old, one punch from us and he’ll be reporting to King Yan! If this turns into a manslaughter case, it won’t be worth it!"

"Yeah, big bro! We’re just here to make some cash, not to take lives. This old fart dares to disrespect us, later let those two young punks cough up some more cash."

Big Black and Little Black said.

"Fuck! You two are thinking more clearly; we’re here for the money, not to kill anyone, huh! Today this old fucker is damn lucky! If this was twenty years ago, I would have beaten the shit out of him." the lead tattooed hulk cursed angrily.

Then with a dominant wave of his hand, he led a gang of underlings up menacingly.

"Big Black, Little Black, go!" the lead tattooed hulk ordered arrogantly.

Both Big Black and Little Black were huge burly men with veins popping out.

Big Black stepped forward and declared arrogantly, "This mountain is mine, this tree is mine, to pass through here, you must leave a fee! Choose between your money or your life, you three pick one!"

Little Black jumped up and slapped the back of Big Black’s head.

"Little Black, why did you hit me?" Big Black said, feeling wronged.

"Fuck! Why the hell did you steal my line?" Little Black yelled angrily.

"How about we start over again?" Big Black suggested tentatively.

"Sure! If you dare steal my line again, I’ll lose it!" Little Black threatened angrily.

"Absolutely!" Big Black agreed.

"Your sister’s a must! Are you still trying to steal?" Little Black cursed.

"Isn’t your sister the same as my sister? Are you dumb as fuck?" Big Black retorted.

"Fuck! You two dipshits, get the hell out of my way!" the lead tattooed hulk roared angrily.

Immediately, he kicked them both aside.

Stepping forward, he swaggered, chest puffed out, beckoning with his left hand.

A sidekick understood and quickly pulled out a knock-off cigar from his pocket and handed it over.

"I blow your sister! I didn’t ask for a cigar, I asked for a loudspeaker!" the lead tattooed hulk cursed angrily.

The sidekick awkwardly scratched his head and pulled out a loudspeaker from behind his back and handed it over.