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Chapter 330 The Master Who Seeks Refuge, Ma Donghe in Special Training

Jiangbei Second Detention Center.

The rusty, iron-gray gate slowly opened inward with a grating creak.

Then, a young man carrying a snakeskin bag came out.

The sunlight was a bit too bright, and he squinted instinctively.

"Xiaosai, be a good person after you leave, and don't come back."

The old prison guard at the entrance leaned against the wall, his words carrying the usual admonition.

The young man grinned, revealing two rows of clean white teeth:
"Don't worry, Uncle, when I come back, I'll be your grandson."

The old prison guard shook his head helplessly and waved for the man to leave.
"Get lost now."

Xiao Sa didn't look back, and took a deep breath of the free air outside.

Even with the car exhaust fumes mixed in, it smells a million times better than that musty smell inside.

It's finally out.

These past three months have been absolutely inhuman.

He still feels both unlucky and fortunate.

Unfortunately, he had just defected from the Red Tiger Gang and hadn't even made a name for himself with the New Wharf Three Wolves Gang when his gang was completely defeated by the Red Tiger Gang in a major melee, and then wiped out by the police.

Fortunately, the police arrested so many people that, apart from a few key leaders, most of the low-level thugs were only convicted of disorderly conduct and intentional assault.

He was lucky; he was only sentenced to three months of detention.

Xiaosai looked down at himself and saw a cheap, faded shirt hanging loosely on his thin, skeletal frame.

I raised my hand and touched my face; there were still a few bruises and swellings that hadn't faded.

This appearance has absolutely nothing to do with the nickname "Handsome Guy".

Xiao Sa habitually touched his pockets, only to find them empty.

His eyes swept across the ground and quickly locked onto a cigarette butt that had been stepped out.

He then strode over, picked it up casually, dusted it off, and then stopped a passerby to borrow a light with a grin.

"Thanks, bro."

He put the cigarette butt in his mouth, took a deep drag, and squinted as he exhaled a smoke ring.

He managed to portray this pathetic behavior with a certain air of a big shot.

"Damn, the smoke outside is still stronger."

After finishing half a cigarette, the practical problems were laid out before me.

He checked his pockets again; he couldn't even scrape together a dollar for a bus fare, let alone a taxi.

Xiao Sa pursed his lips and resignedly started walking, wandering towards the direction of his home in his memory.

The streets are busy with cars and people coming and going.

He strolled along casually, his eyes occasionally glancing at the mouthwatering food displayed in the shop windows along the roadside.

After walking just two streets, the relaxed and carefree look on his face gradually disappeared.

It feels like someone is following me.

The three people, neither too close nor too far, were like three patient wild dogs.

Xiao Sa felt a little nervous, but kept a straight face and continued walking forward.

Until they came into view a bustling wholesale market.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he abruptly took off running like a slippery eel, plunging headlong into the crowded throng.

"Damn it, don't let him get away!"

An angry roar came from behind, and the pursuers stopped pretending and chased after them.

In an instant, the market was in chaos.

Xiao Sa, relying on his agility, would sometimes duck under the vegetable stalls and sometimes leap over stacks of crates, drawing a chorus of curses.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, he simply threw the cumbersome snakeskin bag of luggage on his shoulder backward.

With a "bang," the luggage overturned the entire car full of apples, which rolled all over the ground, successfully hindering the pursuers' progress.

He took the opportunity to turn into a narrow alleyway next to him.

Hearing the shouts and footsteps behind him seemingly heading in another direction, he felt a surge of joy.

Just as I was about to stop and catch my breath, a dark figure lunged at me from the next corner.

Pong!
Xiao Sa felt a heavy blow to his forehead, his vision blurred with stars, and a warm, damp sensation came from his temple.

He was suddenly attacked with a stick and fell straight to the ground.

Several figures quickly surrounded them, exactly five in total, blocking all the exits of the alley.

He collapsed gracefully onto the cold ground, enduring the excruciating pain as he raised his head to look at the scarred man at the head of the group.

"Hello, it's been a long time."

The scarred man looked down at him, his voice carrying a hint of cat-and-mouse mockery.

He casually covered his bleeding forehead, trying to appear calm:

"Brothers, I don't know you, what are you doing here?"

"do not know?"

A tall, thin man stepped forward, stomped on the back of his hand, and ground his foot into it, saying viciously:
"When you betrayed the Red Tiger Gang and joined the Three Wolves Gang and the East City Society, why didn't you say you didn't know us?"

Another person nearby also cursed:

"You bastard, you've got some nerve! You even dared to lead your men to smash up your own brother's place, killing so many of your brothers!"

Xiao Sa grimaced in pain, his heart sinking to the bottom.

The Red Tiger Gang has finally come after us...

The scarred man crouched down, patted his face, and sneered:
"Where's that expert you've been relying on? And what about that guy who looks like a bear, what's his name again? Why didn't he come to pick you up from prison?"

"You risk your life for them, and they just throw you away like a dead dog. Tsk tsk, how disloyal."

"Expert? Or coward?"

Xiao Sa's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained blank as he murmured, "..."

"Brothers, what are you saying? I don't understand..."

He knew who this group of people were after, but he dared not say, nor could he say.

He wouldn't even dare to dream of a monster who could take down dozens of armed thugs single-handedly.

Moreover, while he was in detention, he heard his fellow inmates talk about the mysterious master who had suddenly appeared in the Three Wolves Gang.

It is said that the man was a retired king of assassins who returned to the underworld to avenge his dead gang leader and wreak havoc in all directions.

He single-handedly routed the entire Red Tiger Gang, forcing them to flee Jiangbei in panic and never dare to set foot on that territory again.

After his fellow inmates learned that Xiao Sa was a member of the Three Wolves Gang, they all looked at him differently and asked him about the master.

As a result, his treatment inside improved considerably, and he was bullied much less often.

At that time, Xiaosa even felt a sense of pride and admiration because of this.

After all, such an important figure had actually crossed paths with him.

Although, in that intersection, I seemed to have played the villain...

I recall the scene of that young, handsome man gently and considerately treating my leg injury.

Xiao Sa felt a surge of emotion, immediately gritted his teeth, and adopted a posture of refusing to admit anything.

Damn it, how could such a chivalrous figure be betrayed by a despicable person like me?!

"Fuck your mother, you're still pretending to be stupid? I'll teach you to pretend to be stupid!"

Seeing this, the tall, thin man kicked him hard in the stomach several more times.

Xiao Sa curled up in pain, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

The intense pain and fear surged like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming his will.

Just as his consciousness was about to fade, a strange feeling suddenly appeared.

It was as if a surge of spiritual energy had been injected into his body, preventing him from fainting.

In this extremely eerie feeling, Xiao Sa felt as if he had gained another pair of eyes.

He was observing everything before him with a calm and indifferent demeanor.

The feeling sent chills down his spine, yet strangely calmed him down as well.

After several unsuccessful attempts to get answers, a white van without license plates drove up from the alley entrance and honked its horn.

"Ah Quan, stop wasting your breath on him, just take him away!"

The scarred man gave the order.

The tall, thin man and the other three acted quickly, stuffing a rag into Xiaosai's mouth, binding his hands and feet, and roughly shoving him into the car. The car door slammed shut, plunging the back of the car into darkness.

He lay sprawled on the cold floor, struggling in fear, only to be met with a few merciless punches and kicks.

One of the thugs guarding him pulled a sharp dagger out of his pocket, waved it in front of him, and grinned as he made a throat-slitting gesture.

Xiao Sa was so frightened that his whole body stiffened, and he quickly closed his eyes, not daring to move an inch.

Just then, a man spoke to him:
"Open your eyes!"

Xiao Sa shuddered suddenly, initially thinking it was the thugs next to him giving orders, and could only slowly open his eyes a crack in fear.

however.

The guard simply looked down and fiddled with the dagger. When he saw that the man had calmed down, he glanced at him contemptuously and didn't say anything more.

As for the others, some were driving, some were chatting, and no one paid any attention to him.

Xiao Sa looked around with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

I don't know who is talking to me.

A few seconds later, the voice rang out again, with an unyielding commanding tone:
"Look at the buildings and road signs outside the car window and try to remember the route."

The voice was calm and clear, sounding both unfamiliar and strangely familiar.

It seemed so close, as if it were right next to my ear.

No, it's more like it just popped into my mind.

"If you want to live, do as I say."

The man's voice quickly added.

Xiao Sa was now completely certain.

The sound wasn't a hallucination; it truly existed only in my mind.

The instinct for survival overwhelmed all fear and doubt, and Xiaosa no longer hesitated.

He quietly turned his head to the car window, his eyes fixed on the street scene rushing past outside, not daring to blink even once.

The van that kidnapped him weaved through the city, not heading to the remote suburbs, but instead driving into the bustling city center.

Finally, it stopped in front of a tall and imposing office building.

"It's inconvenient to bring it up like this; the boss will scold us if he sees it."

The scarred man glanced back at Xiaosai, who was tied up.

One of his men immediately understood, took out a black burlap sack and a baseball bat from under his seat, and walked towards Xiaosai with a sinister grin.

"What are you going to do!"

Xiao Sa tried to scream in terror, but the rag blocked his throat, and he could only make muffled whimpering sounds.

His response was a blow to the head.

boom!
Everything went black before his eyes, and he completely lost consciousness.

....................................

Old Factory Street, in a bedroom.

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.

A fierce glint flashed in his deep eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"Handsome Bro..."

That's right, the person who just established a spiritual connection with themselves through telepathy.

It was the same thug I met at Wen Xin's doorstep.

Fang Cheng remembered clearly that this guy named Xiaosai had been beaten up and chased away by him because he and some thugs had harassed Wen Xin's mother.

Not long after, they met again at Sang Biao's place, and he got beaten up again, breaking his own bone.

At that time, Fang Cheng had Ma Donghe pick two survivors to take away and imprison in the secret base.

The original intention was to keep these two as a backup plan, in case the Red Tiger Gang retaliated, to have them act as guides, find out the enemy's details, and wipe out their stronghold.

It was from Xiao Sa's mouth that Fang Cheng learned Sang Biao's address, and later successfully assassinated him and framed the Three Wolves Gang.

Thus, the initial image of a "mysterious master" was established as a deterrent.

After recalling for a moment, Fang Cheng thought for a moment, picked up his phone, and dialed Ma Donghe's number.

The phone rang a few times before being answered quickly.

From the other end came Ma Donghe's voice, a mixture of surprise and complaint:

"Hello? Acheng?"

"Damn, you finally remembered me! I thought you'd forgotten about your brother!"

Fang Cheng smiled, and the fierce glint in his eyes immediately disappeared:
"How could that be? Your voice is full of energy. It seems that the special training this month has been very effective."

"Don't mention it!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe began to pour out his grievances:
"I just finished a 5-kilometer weighted cross-country run. I'm exhausted every day, like a dead dog. This life is worse than being in prison!"

"By the way, how's it going on your end? Are you confident about the postgraduate entrance exam interview?"

"It's alright, no major problems."

The two chatted casually for a few minutes.

Fang Cheng stopped beating around the bush and asked:

"Donghe, do you still remember those two people you were asked to take away from Sangbiao's place back then?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe immediately became alert.

"Remember, what happened?"

"Is it those two bastards, oh no, I mean that son of a bitch Xiaosa, who has turned against us again?"

"Damn it, I should have killed him and fed him to the dogs back then!"

Before Fang Cheng could say anything more, he started cursing and swearing.

Fang Cheng was speechless for a moment, then followed his tone and said:
"Didn't I tell you to assess the situation and clean up the mess?"

"I did handle it."

Ma Donghe's tone was somewhat embarrassed:

"Didn't you say that keeping them around would be useful, both to extract information and to use them as tainted witnesses?"

“At the time, there were rumors that the Three Wolves Gang had produced a mysterious master. I thought I would use their confession recordings as leverage to make them acknowledge me as their leader and then introduce them to the Three Wolves Gang.”

"Wouldn't this confirm that we were acting under the orders of the Three Wolves Gang, and further muddy the waters? Besides, as traitors, they certainly wouldn't dare to publicly announce this."

After hearing this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose.

My intention at the time was simply to let Ma Donghe decide whether to silence him if necessary, depending on the situation.

I thought that Ma Dong-hyuk, who had been involved in the underworld, was ruthless and would definitely be able to understand.

I never expected this kid to think he was so clever and pull off such a stunt.

"Acheng, don't worry!"

Ma Donghe seemed to sense the meaning behind Fang Cheng's silence and quickly said:

“I know where Xiaosai lives. Even if he’s not very discreet, he can only tell you what you look like.”

"When the time comes, the Red Tiger Gang will definitely come for me first, it has nothing to do with you."

Fang Cheng replied calmly:

"You're overthinking it. I just happened to run into him on the street and asked him casually."

Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone softened:
"Ah Cheng, actually, I've observed this guy, and he's not a bad person at heart. His family isn't well-off; he has a blind mother, dropped out of school at a young age, and has no choice but to work to make a living..."

Fang Cheng had no interest in hearing this.

Well, looking at the result, Ma Donghe's move wasn't entirely wrong; at least he used some thought.

Then he asked:
"You only mentioned 'cool' just now, but what about the other person?"

"died."

Ma Donghe paused briefly and explained:
"Three months ago, during the battle between the Red Tiger Gang and the Three Wolves Gang, another person was killed on the spot by members of the Red Tiger Gang before his leg injury had fully healed."

"Xiaosai was lucky; he was arrested by the police in the chaos, spent a few months in jail to recover, and should be out by now..."

The two continued chatting for a while.

Fang Cheng hung up the phone, his eyes flickering as he fell into deep thought.

The kidnapping incident that Xiaosa encountered this time.

Is it the Red Tiger Gang that still hasn't given up investigating the flour factory?
Or is it that the Noah organization has shifted its suspicions back to itself?

Or perhaps, it's an attempt to spy on us from another force?
(End of this chapter)