Chapter 129: Sister Guihua, Isn’t This Too Cruel?

Zhou Lu grew angry at Touba’s arrogant provocations.

Even if Jiang Guihua hadn’t said anything, Zhou Lu would still want to beat Touba’s arrogance out of him.

Zhou Lu took a step forward.

Touba was about two meters tall. He was extremely muscular, built like an iron tower.

On the other hand, Zhou Lu was neither fat nor thin; neither tall nor short. He had a common man’s figure.

Based on their size alone, they were already on completely different levels.

Touba’s arms were thicker than Zhou Lu’s legs. If he were to punch him, Zhou Lu looked like he would end up dying.

When Touba saw Zhou Lu step out, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

“I won’t keep you waiting if you want to die that badly.”

Touba grinned, revealing his trademark shiny white teeth.

He walked towards Zhou Lu, ridicule oozing from every inch of his body.

When they were less than three body widths apart, Touba stopped.

He looked down at Zhou Lu with manic excitement.

“The poor people of Xia Country; watch me crush your head.”

Touba stretched out his strong arm and slowly moved towards Zhou Lu’s head.

His palm was huge, encompassing all of Zhou Lu’s head.

Zhou Lu was calm in the face of the large, looming hand. He gripped the hoe tightly.

He raised his hand, twisted his waist, and swung the hoe upwards—smoothly and naturally.

Like a tree breaking, one of Touba’s arms was torn off by brute force.

Blood spurted out of his severed arm like a water gun.

Touba was shocked.

Mike and the others were equally dumbfounded.

Intense pain shot through him; he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

He held the remaining half of his arm with an agonized and almost distorted expression. His forehead was covered in a cold sweat.

“Zhou Lu, well done.” Jiang Guihua was exceptionally happy.

The other members also praised Zhou Lu for doing a good job.

Mike’s team immediately helped Touba to the side.

Renee took a syringe from the first-aid kit, drew up a coagulant, and injected it into Touba.

In the blink of an eye, the bleeding from Touba’s severed arm stopped.

After that, they cleaned Touba’s wounds and bandaged his injured arm.

“How are you feeling, Touba?” Mike asked, concerned.

Touba looked murderous. “I’ll crush them.”

Mike immediately stopped him. “Touba, don’t be rash. Let me finish.”

Mike still had some prestige in the team.

Even though Touba was angry, he still listened to Mike.

Mike said, “There’s something odd about these people. I think we’ve met some hidden experts.”

“You think they’re experts?” asked Touba disapprovingly.

Mike didn’t reply, which was a silent admission.

Tuba said, “I underestimated him earlier. If I had been serious, that guy’s head would be off his shoulders.”

But Mike shook his head and said extremely seriously, “If you had been serious, you would probably be dead.”

Touba froze.

Listen, is this something that my teammate should be saying?

“Mike, I don’t understand?”

“Touba, calm down and think. How did you lose your arm?

“All the muscles in your body have been genetically modified. Not only has your strength been enhanced, so has your defense. It’s as hard as metal.

“But in front of that guy, your arm was as strong as clay.”

Touba started to calm down.

He remembered the attack. It was as if his arm had gotten hit by a speeding train.

If that guy hit my vitals, I probably would have died.

Ordinary people don’t have that kind of power.

Unless…

Touba’s eyes lit up and he immediately said, “Mike, are you saying that they are martial arts experts?

“They were just pretending to be weak to lure us into a trap.”

Mike nodded.

“Damn it!” Touba felt even angrier.

Renee said, “Since they’re martial arts experts and we’ve already offended them, they probably won’t let us go so easily.”

“What’s there to be afraid of? We brought enough ammunition this time. Do you think they can resist firearms?” Touba thought of this.

Renee didn’t argue.

Martial arts experts were also human beings. They were also made of flesh and blood. As long as they had guns, they could kill humans.

“What do you think, Mike?” Renee asked seriously.

“In a head-on battle, these guys will avoid us if they know that we have a lot of firearms.

“But, this is a forest. It will be hard to use our firearms. With their skills, we wouldn’t be able to gain any advantage. Instead, we would be at a disadvantage.

“And if we’re going to get rid of them, I think it’s best if we choose to do so at night.

“We’ll catch them off guard. When the time