"What is this man doing standing there stupidly? Why don't you hurry up and help his comrades?" Lin Fei was speechless, shook his head, ignored it, and rushed towards another celebrity bandit.

“This man in a bamboo hat is so powerful. Such a powerful bandit was knocked unconscious by his shovel.” The young militiaman looked at Lin Fei walking away and exclaimed in his heart, and then quickly ran towards his companions who needed help.

 …

Ten minutes later, all the bandits were eliminated. Due to Lin Fei's timely participation in the battle, the casualties among the villagers were not too many, but a few people still died.

The villagers who had hid in the cellar saw the battle ended and came out under the leadership of the old village chief. When they saw the dead tribesmen, they immediately fell into an atmosphere of sadness, and faint sounds of crying could be heard.

The old village chief looked sad. With the support of Hua Xiaolu, he walked over and thanked Lin Fei, "Boss Lin, thank you for your help. If it weren't for you this time, our village would have suffered heavy casualties."

The militiamen who had participated in the battle followed the old village chief and looked at Lin Fei with eyes full of gratitude.

 “You’re welcome,” Lin Fei said.

“Village chief, I have left one alive, do you want to interrogate him?” Hua Xiaolu’s father, Hua Lei, kicked a bandit at his feet and said.

“Well, the bandits suddenly appeared this time. We really need to interrogate them. If there are other bandits, then we will be in trouble.” The old village chief nodded solemnly.

“This bandit is a mid-level practitioner, so be careful when interrogating him.” Lin Fei reminded the villagers.

“Hua Lei, tie up this bandit and take him down for detailed questioning,” the old village chief ordered.

 “Yes!” Hua Lei nodded and turned the bandit over.

"..." Only then did everyone see that the gangster's face had been beaten beyond recognition and was swollen like a pig's head.

 “Who hit this! Why are you slapping everyone in other people’s faces?” This thought came to everyone’s mind in unison.

　Forget it, if you fight, you will fight. Who told him to become a bandit?

Without saying a word, Hua Lei tied two or three more ropes around the bandit's hands and feet, and then dragged him down.

The old village chief and Lin Fei waited in the village for more than ten minutes while Hua Lei and a militiaman returned from interrogating the bandits.

Seeing the solemn expressions on the two men's faces, the old village chief couldn't help but be the first to ask, "How are you doing?"

"They are from a rogue gang called the 'Drilling Rats'. They settled on a mountaintop more than ten kilometers away two days ago. They had already set their sights on us at that time. They didn't take action until they settled down today."

Hua Lei said.

“Do you know how many there are? What is their strength?” the old village chief asked.

“In addition to the bandits we killed just now, there are still about a hundred people left.

I heard that the strongest leader is a practitioner with mid-level second-level strength. In addition, he also has two practitioners who are at the early second-level. There are about four or five people who are at the peak of first-level, and the rest are ordinary people." Hua Lei.

He said with an ugly face.

“How could such a strong bandit come to our place?” The old village chief sighed helplessly as he stamped his cane in his hand.

“Village Chief, we must take measures as soon as possible, otherwise we will really be doomed by the time they react.” Hua Lei said urgently.

“The people they didn’t come are too strong, and our village’s strength is no match for them!” a militiaman said anxiously.

It's strange why these people didn't ask for help from the people in the Forging City... Lin Fei expressed the doubts in his heart, and an old militiaman in his fifties beside him immediately answered Lin Fei's doubts.

It turns out that there are many villages like this around the Forging City, but the safety of these villages is not managed by the Forging City. The fundamental reason is that their ancestors are refugees from other places.

 It was a great mercy for the Forge City to allow them to live in the surrounding land. It was simply impossible for them to send troops to protect them.
Chapter completed!