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At the foot of West Mountain.

Trees on both banks were reflected on the water surface, and mist filled the air, hazy and indistinct.

If one were to come here for an outing in normal times, it would evoke a sense of peace and detachment from the world.

Unfortunately, the current situation wasn't ideal.

A sudden downpour had turned the dirt road into a muddy mess.

A black sedan slowly approached from a distance, crushed the yellow mud, and parked by the roadside after stalling.

A figure wearing a military green raincoat quickly got out of the car.

Opening the trunk, he pulled out a rather heavy black woven bag, seemingly filled with stones.

Then, hugging the bag tightly, he walked through a large patch of rustling weeds towards the riverbank not far away.

This place was located upstream of the Blackwater River, a tributary of the Tai River.

The river's flow was not rapid, appearing unusually calm and deep.

Looking at it, the center of the river seemed to have a mass of black ink pressing down on it.

Splash!

The woven bag was tossed high from the bank.

Weighing several hundred pounds, it crashed onto the water surface, splashing up a large amount of water.

Then it quickly sank down, until it completely disappeared from view.

Raindrops gently tapped the water surface, creating circles of subtle ripples.

Then they merged into larger, more turbulent waves.

“Whew—”

Fang Cheng exhaled easily, his eyes regaining their bright sparkle.

Two hours ago, an unexpected encounter battle occurred in Goro Majima's villa.

After a life-and-death struggle, he successfully killed the enemy and cleared the scene.

Fang Cheng then took the trouble to drive to this remote place to take care of the final loose ends.

Now, he could finally ease his tense mood.

“Chirp—”

The call of an unknown bird came from the mountain forest, echoing in this silent river valley.

Fang Cheng raised his eyes and looked over.

He saw West Mountain in the rain, as if lightly covered by a layer of gauze, faintly revealing its profound appearance, appearing particularly mysterious.

He suddenly remembered the restricted area mentioned in the news report, which seemed to be not far from here.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay any longer and left this place as soon as possible, so as not to run into other passers-by.

He got back into the car, turned the key, and started the engine.

Looking at the panel information that appeared before his eyes.

[Driving lv0 (9/100)]

Fang Cheng muttered to himself:

“Let's set off and say goodbye, I hope I don't have to come here again…”

The engine hummed, and the black sedan crushed the yellow mud, driving along the mountain road towards the distant village.

From his memories of his past life, Fang Cheng retained some knowledge about driving cars.

Among the keys found on the man in black was the car key that Goro Majima left at home.

Fang Cheng tried it out in the garage and successfully drove the car out.

Then he simply learned as he went, and boldly took to the road.

He gradually became more and more skilled, and unlocked this skill halfway.

Judging from the actual situation, the experience growth value seemed to be calculated based on the driving mileage and specific road conditions.

Driving on this rugged mountain road, the experience points increased quite quickly.

As for what to do with this car?

Fang Cheng gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed on the village gradually approaching in front of him.

Driving it back would attract too much attention, so it was obviously not suitable.

He remembered that when he came here for an outing when he was in school, he had seen an abandoned bamboo factory.

Perhaps he could temporarily hide the car there, and notify Goro Majima after he received news of his whereabouts.

However.

West Mountain is more than an hour's drive from the city center.

It seemed that he had to find a passing car to hitchhike back.

Fang Cheng thought as he slowly drove the car, passing through a small village with only a few dozen households.

Although his mood had calmed down at the moment, many doubts still remained in his mind.

What was the origin of the man in black?

What did he mean by the "organization" and "pursuers" he mentioned?

Was there a direct connection between them and Goro Majima's disappearance?

One thought after another flashed through his mind.

Fang Cheng shook his head and temporarily dispelled these distracting thoughts.

Now that he had accidentally killed this so-called "pursuer."

Then the wisest thing to do now was to pretend that nothing had happened.

“Wait until I become stronger!”

“Sooner or later, you will all stand before me…”

Looking at the bamboo factory hidden in the misty mountains in front of him, Fang Cheng silently said in his heart.

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The most important thing right now was to get back to the city as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he might miss the valuable opportunity to fight Zheng Haokang.

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Jiangdong District.

Wantong Shopping Center, Gate 3.

A huge poster was pasted on the brightly lit glass exterior wall, which was particularly eye-catching.

The life-size statue of a huge fighting star on the poster constantly attracted the attention of citizens passing by with umbrellas in this bustling central area.

Inside the Global Elite Fighting Club, it was even more lively today.

Click click click click click click — —

Long and short guns were lined up, and the spotlights flashed like machine guns, making noises.

The entire training hall was almost crowded.

Everyone was focused on the two figures wearing fighting shorts on the ring, practicing offensive and defensive maneuvers.

One of the sturdy men stepped lightly, his shoulders swaying slightly, appearing particularly relaxed and freehand.

He first waited for the person opposite him to punch and attack.

Then, seizing the gap, his figure suddenly leaped, like a cheetah pouncing forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Continuous combination punches, plus a whip kick.

The lightning-fast offensive forced the sparring partner to raise his arms to protect his head.

In the end, he was still hit by the whip kick and fell on the stage.

The man stepped forward and reached out to pull up the sparring partner.

Then, facing the audience, he said loudly:

“A boxer must learn to establish his own sense of rhythm in order to deliver variable combination techniques, making the opponent too tired to defend and unable to counterattack effectively.”

“My favorite move is the back flash, exiting the attack range, which not only weakens the opponent's punching power, but also can turn defense into offense, a double insurance, perfectly controlling the situation on the field…”

He was the new world-class boxing champion, fighting superstar, Zheng Haokang.

Today, he was invited to the Global Elite Fighting Club to conduct a media-oriented guidance class.

“You have to keep working hard.”

Zheng Haokang smiled kindly and patted the student who was selected to come on stage to practice.

The quasi-professional player immediately looked excited, and walked off the stage with a slight limp.

Although wearing full protective gear, it could still be seen how painful the attack he had just suffered was.

Zheng Haokang continued to lecture:

“In real combat, every punch and kick does not need to pursue too much power, because the human body is actually very fragile, with many vital points. What you have to do is to hit the target faster and more accurately than your opponent…”

A student suddenly had a whimsical idea, raised his hand and asked:

“What if the opponent is not an ordinary person, but a monster like in the movies?”

Zheng Haokang was slightly startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but smile:

“If you really encounter the monster you are talking about, the best way is to run away.”

The surrounding people immediately burst into laughter.

Zheng Haokang straightened his face and then said:

“Of course, as a fighting athlete, a martial artist, even if his strength is not as good as his opponent, he can still make up for the gap with the physical skills honed through daily hard work…”

His voice echoed in the arena, and the spotlights flashed non-stop.

All the students under the stage, both men and women, looked at this well-known boxing champion as if they were looking at an idol.

Zheng Haokang stood upright, his eyes confident, and calmly enjoyed the fiery gazes focused on him.