Chapter 1: Golden Fist Lin/Wu Gou

  Ma Fei never thought that, just after arriving at Lao Ye Miao village to report for duty and being appointed as the deputy director of the village committee office on the third day, he would encounter a huge trouble on his way to Tianjing University to handle his school registration. --- Browser search - .6９ΖW. See latest update ---

  August 10th, morning, light fog.

  A rusty, smoke-belching Jinbei suddenly came to a stop.

  The car door creaked open, and Ma Fei jumped out in a sorry state, running to the side of the road to grab some wild grass and take deep breaths: Ah! I finally escaped! Those old men, did they eat tons of rotten soybeans and pickled radishes? The carriage smells like something's gone bad!

  "Really can't get on?" The driver with a bare arm stuck out his head: "It's still an hour to the city, how are you going?"

  "It's okay, I'm in no hurry. Let's take a walk."

  Bang, the car door was pulled up, and the handle was wrapped tightly with a cloth strip to prevent the door from being squeezed off by the buttocks. Several old men who came from the temple didn't know they were the culprits, and still waved their hands at Ma Fei sincerely. The golden cup swayed gracefully, emitting a foul smell that went far away.

  Later, I must take a open-top truck, it won't be so dangerous, right? Ma Fei shook his head and sighed, making up his mind. However, he had drunk a lot of well water in the single dormitory of the village committee's courtyard this morning, and now he was a bit suffocated, just to solve it.

  Down the road, after crossing the steep slope is Hunjiang. This is the border between Tianjing City and Jingkou County. Ma Fei found a small path down the road, just about to step forward, suddenly discovered not far in front, a Chrysler business car was quietly parked.

  In 2001, in Liaoning Province, this kind of car was still rarely seen, especially in the suburbs. If you could take a Chrysler to the city, it would be wonderful.

  But to greet him abruptly would be impolite and might also be rebuffed. Ma Fei slowly walked behind a large tree, unfastened his belt, and pondered how to get close to Chrysler.

  The Chrysler's door slid open silently, and a head with a cheek that had been scratched until it was blue-black poked out. He looked suspiciously at Ma Fei, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked towards the big tree, looking around cautiously.

  Ma blew the "Colonel Bogey March" with ease, and in his spare vision, he noticed that the man had tight muscles and tattoos under his black vest. He was also carrying a hunting rifle.

  Hunjiang has many strange peaks within the borders of Jingkou County, and is said to be one of the main bases of the Anti-Japanese United Army. In the late 1980s, Jingkou County closed off the mountain for reforestation and built the Jingkou Reservoir, and the ecosystem in the mountains gradually recovered, and it's even said that wolves appeared again. This area became a popular hunting spot for certain privileged individuals.

  Ma Fei has been listening to Wei Beibei's enthusiastic recommendations on the village radio station for the past two days, so he naturally assumed that the black vest with a hunting rifle was an avid hunter.

  The big Han tilted his neck, holding the gun, and gathered at the side of a large tree. His eyes occasionally swept over Ma Fei's men with a sneaky look, revealing an envious expression.

  "Going up the mountain?" the big fellow asked tentatively.

  "Hmm... no, release water, then go to the city."

  "Oh. Still a long way off." The big man's expression seemed to carry a hint of mockery. From here to Tianjing City, it would take at least half a day's walk.

  "Yeah, I don't know if your car has an empty seat, it would be great if you could give me a ride. The gas money is not a problem." Ma Fei said with embarrassment, tactfully expressing his wish. When asking for help, one needs to thicken their skin, especially for someone like Ma Fei who never owes anyone and always acts cool.

  "Want to come with us? What kind of person are you?" The black vest's eyebrows jumped up, his eyes staring intensely at Ma Fei. He didn't expect the black vest to react so strongly, and that sentence still hung in the air.

  Ma Fei is being unreasonable and hasn't even flirted with your sister, what's there to be so worked up about?

  Just as he was about to speak, the big Han suddenly looked at Ma Fei's side and back, his face shocked, shouting: "Who is it!" Ma Fei subconsciously turned his head. The big Han's face suddenly showed a ferocious smile, his hands quickly grasped the gun barrel, swung around, and the gun butt heavily smashed into Ma Fei's neck! A series of actions were accurate, practiced, powerful, and heavy, the gun butt actually split open! Even if Ma Fei's physique was much stronger than an ordinary person, he might not be able to withstand the sudden fatal attack!

  Ma Fei stumbled back one step, his head still spinning around, the big man suddenly jumped up, threw away his hunting rifle, and simultaneously launched a right elbow and left knee strike. His waist was like a strong bow, his moves were like lightning, Ma Fei's neck vertebrae and lumbar vertebrae were heavily struck! His hand movements were like thunder and lightning, simple and effective, one hit must kill! The big man was very clear about his own power, the opponent wanted to harm him and received consecutive heavy blows, even a hippopotamus would have fallen down. As soon as he made his move, he coldly shouted: "It's you who is asking for trouble, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

  No sooner had the words left his lips than he suddenly felt a lightness in his body, a pain in his neck, and a choking sensation in his breath. Then he saw Ma Fei's face, which gradually became blurred as all his strength slowly disappeared from his body.

  Ma Fei's hand grasped the back of Hei Bei Xin's neck, lifting him off the ground. His left hand touched the back of his neck, and his handsome face turned black with displeasure: "Next time you sneak up on me, remember to wash your hands and pull up your zipper!"

  Da Han felt his throat was almost crushed, and his tongue barely poked out. His eyes were venomous with resentment, staring at Ma Fei unwillingly, making a "gagging" sound in his throat, continuously launching sneak attacks to harm him, yet acting as if nothing had happened? No one could accept this!

  With a thud, Ma Fei threw him to the ground, like a sack of potatoes. He turned around and walked towards Chrysler: "I don't like killing people."

  This is the last sentence Big Han heard today.

  Ma Fei disliked the feeling of being ambushed, and even more so, he disliked getting stained with blood. He had a bit of a cleanliness obsession, like a woman. He grabbed a handful of grass from the roadside and rubbed his hands vigorously several times before stopping. Thinking for a moment, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Not allowed to watch? Great, I love sneaking into the venue."

  It was very quiet in the Chrysler. There was a faint smell of ether in the air, and someone with a keen sense of smell could also detect the scent of sandalwood from a very diluted perfume. Ma Fei's long and thick fingers nimbly swept over the back seat, slowly lifting up, he picked up an earring! On the pirate ship's starry sky there was still a strand of long hair!

  "The woman who was kidnapped?" Ma Fei muttered.

  This thing looks very troublesome. There are armed thugs, and they're quite skilled, ruthless, and cruel. It's a Chrysler business, with at least six or seven people in cars outside. And there's also a kidnapped woman... This woman is even stranger, spraying Davidoff-designed office lady HUGO BOSS perfume, but wearing a pair of cheap pirate ship earrings. Is it worth being knocked out by ether and brought here? Chrysler owners usually don't do this kind of thing, and skilled thugs aren't usually so unrefined.

  On the second-to-last row of seats, Ma Fei saw a faint footprint. A slender and elegant but full-of-youth-elasticity woman's sports shoe print.

  A strong, young woman, aware of the danger at the time, prepared to counterattack, but was pointed by a shotgun and then anesthetized with ether. However, before being dragged out of the car, she should have woken up and struggled hard, leaving an earring as a clue. Ma Fei quickly sorted out his thoughts and felt that he had a bit of Sherlock Holmes in him.

  So, where did they go?

  The thug with the hunting rifle was still lying under the big tree, and it's likely that he'll spend the rest of his life in a neck brace. He blocked Ma Fei's way, which led to a reed marsh upstream. In the gradually dispersing morning fog, nothing could be seen.

  Ma Fei, although not fond of trouble, was willing to watch the excitement. He walked to the riverbank and from the thick reeds, he took a narrow dirt path. In midsummer, the reeds grew wildly, over a person's height, but Ma Fei still had to lower his head slightly.

  The fog by the river was very thick, and after walking for a while, I finally heard voices coming from ahead!

  Ma Fei tiptoed and slowly crept over.

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