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Chapter 187 One person receives one

When the bandit leader saw that his retreat was blocked, his face changed drastically, and he was instantly filled with rage. He raised his broadsword high and swung it down at He Jing's head.

The villagers who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel worried for He Jing, who was completely unarmed and bare-handed.

How can one withstand the gleaming broadswords of mountain bandits?

However, He Jing remained unfazed, not even blinking. When the bandit leader stepped forward, he lightly dodged to the side, avoiding the menacing slash.

Seeing that he had dodged it with ease, the bandit leader swung his sword horizontally again.

He Jing used his toes to spring up the carrying pole on the ground, grabbed it, and used it to parry the broadsword at the waist.

His opponent then attacked his lower body, and another bandit tried to sneak up from behind. He Jing simply leaped backward into the air, dodging the attack from both of them.

Then, he swung the carrying pole in his right hand and struck one of the men in the chest with such force that the man flew backward.

He Jing swung his left fist out suddenly, the fist carrying the wind, fierce and powerful, and landed solidly on the bandit leader's ribs. Then, with a clean back kick, he directly knocked the man to the ground.

Before anyone could figure out what was happening, they heard a scream, followed by a loud thud as the bandit lay on his back, his broadsword flying out of his hand and striking the gong lying on the ground with a dull thud.

Seeing that their leader had been subdued, the other bandits lost their morale. These villagers fought like they didn't care about their lives, even more fiercely than the bandits.

So they tried to escape from the villagers' encirclement, but He Jing suddenly stopped, his body leaping into the air. With afterimages and whooshing sounds, the bandits felt a sharp pain in their chests and lost all strength to stand.

Before long, the bandits, who had been beaten black and blue, surrendered and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Hero, spare your life!"

"Hero, spare your life!"

"We dare not come here again!"

He Jing's eyes were as cold as an icy pool as he said in a deep voice, "Bring me a rope!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than village chief Li Shanhai pushed through the crowd and eagerly grabbed a rope: "He Jing, I see you're tired too, so let me, the village chief, personally tie up this bandit leader, how about it? Hehehe."

He Jing glanced sideways at the village chief, whose face was full of calculation, showing no trace of grief over the loss of his daughter. He Jing remained silent, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his actions.

A few villagers nearby whispered to each other.

"What does our village chief mean?"

"What else could it mean? They're obviously here to steal the credit."

"Damn it! I fought the bandits with all my might, even got a cut on my leg, and in the end, he stole all the credit."

"We all witnessed it; He Jing deserves the most credit this time. That Li Shanhai really has the nerve to have such a shameless old man! Pah!"

"..."

Li Shanhai took the rope, walked up to the bandit leader, squatted down, and was about to tie him up.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the bandit leader, who had been unable to move, suddenly stretched out his two iron arms, snatched the rope from Li Shanhai's hands, and put it around his neck.

Li Shanhai's neck was tightly bound, his face instantly turning bright red. He desperately gripped the rope around his neck, casting a pleading look at He Jing, and choked out two words:

"Help—uh—"

The bandit leader grinned maliciously. He knew that the tall man was the most capable among the group. He made a threatening statement to He Jing.

"Let us go, or your village chief will be killed!"

After saying that, he looked around at his brothers who were tightly surrounded, and suddenly tightened the rope in his hands, making the village chief's eyes almost pop out.

"Uh-uh-"

He Jing raised an eyebrow, narrowed his cold eyes, and said casually, "Please go ahead."

Village Chief: I don't want to die!

The bandits: ...This village chief seems to be unpopular!

The bandit leader was taken aback, not expecting such a response. He was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to loosen or tighten the rope in his hands.

While he was still in a daze, a sudden sharp pain shot through the back of his hand. He immediately loosened the rope in his subconscious. Li Shanhai felt his neck loosen and scrambled away from the bandits.

It seems that kidnapping thieves is risky, and one should be cautious about taking credit!

In the end, it was He Jing who took matters into his own hands and tied the bandit leader up securely.

Other villagers followed suit and tied up the remaining dozen or so bandits.

A villager asked, "Village chief, with so many bandits, where are they kept at night?"

Still shaken, Li Shanhai's eyes lit up when he heard someone ask him a question—he knew the answer! So he cleared his throat: "Ahem—of course, he's locked up in my yard. As the village head, I naturally have to shoulder this responsibility and risk my life for the safety of the villagers..."

Before Li Shanhai could finish speaking, the villagers had already set off with the bandits.

"Hey! I haven't finished speaking... Where are you going?"

"Of course, we'll go to your house, Village Chief!"

Seeing He Jing return unharmed and safe, Ye Xiaoxiao and her group finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the villagers, there were inevitably a few who had been injured. As a doctor, Ye Xiaoxiao busied herself examining them one by one and applying medicine to their wounds.

"Our village is truly blessed to have the He Jing family."

"That's right! He Jing was fighting the bandits in front, and Ye Xiaoxiao was helping us treat our wounds behind."

"Yes, yes, I agree with that."

Seeing that He Jing had stolen all the limelight, Li Shanhai's face darkened, and his eyes revealed a hint of displeasure.

With the bandit threat over and the injured receiving medical treatment, the people who had been hiding at the village chief's house gradually returned home with their husbands.

When Li Shanhai saw that everyone was about to leave, he turned around and glanced at the bandits who were tied up but still had fierce looks on their faces, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Hey—hey—where are you going? Don't go!"

The crowd didn't even bother to turn their heads, and replied:

"Of course I'm going home to sleep! I'm exhausted after tossing and turning all night."

"Yeah, now I can finally get a good night's sleep!"

Upon hearing that the other party wanted to go home, Li Shanhai became even more anxious. "You can sleep peacefully, but what about me?"

Everyone else has gone home, leaving him alone to guard the bandits? What if the bandits break free of their ropes and cut him up?

Li Shanhai became increasingly frightened as he thought about it. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

He said, "You...you're just leaving like this? Then...what am I supposed to do?"

One villager replied, "Of course I'm sleeping! Village chief, what are you doing at night in your own home instead of sleeping?"

"Don't... leave the bandits in my yard!"

Another villager said, "Village chief, didn't you say yourself that you would lock the bandits in your own yard?"

"But...but..." Li Shanhai was speechless for a moment. He had indeed said those words, but he had planned to have all the able-bodied men stay behind to guard the bandits.

He tentatively suggested, "How about you each take one back and lock them in the yard?"