There's something wrong with me

Chapter 19: Terrifying Speed ​​Increase
"That's it."

Zhang Feng recalled yesterday, "He was in poor health and couldn't concentrate very well.

It’s relatively simple to counter him.”

It’s easy for Zhang Feng to say.

And before taking action, Zhang Feng was extremely confident that he could counterattack.

But the captain's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he warned: "Don't take the risk of sending messages next time, and don't put yourself in danger!
Exchange your life with these people?

not worth!"

"I understand." Zhang Feng said I know, but what he was thinking in his heart was, if he didn't have thirty years of fighting experience and a calm mind.

So it seemed like a dead end from the beginning.

I can't even change my life.

Of course, there is still a little chance.

That means you need to refresh a grappling-related "combat memory" to break the deadlock.

"As expected, the first two worlds were just for me to learn."

Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart.

'Now is the beginning of the adventure, but also the beginning of greater rewards.'

Although Zhang Feng was thinking about the danger, there was no worry in his eyes.

Because of the memories of thirty years, Zhang Feng has subtly changed as a whole.

Zhang Feng also realized his own changes.

And more profound.

'Now if I were to return to the first training world with the memory of thirty years of experience.

I probably could have cleared the level without any enhancements at all.

The powerful physiques of those monsters can actually be broken with some skills.

It's just that my knowledge of fighting and weapons at that time was too limited.'

Zhang Feng summarized his experience and judged the combat effectiveness.

But the captain's words soon brought Zhang Feng back to his senses.

"Based on the phone you handed in and the last time the signal from 'King Snake Brother's number' appeared.

Combined with previous investigations, the bureau once suspected that the owner of the 'Color Shadow Nightclub' was Wang She."

The captain looked to the southeast.
“To prove the accuracy of the news.

We intercepted more than a dozen cases of liquor from a nightclub at the border today.

It has now been determined that the person was not poisonous, but was carrying some harmless smuggled goods.

If this king snake is really the nightclub owner.

So, he must be trying to make some extra money recently.

But he didn't dare to use their drug-related lines to do his own thing, for fear that his superiors would find out and punish him.

So, he first used these innocuous contraband to test the waters.”

The captain looked at Zhang Feng,
"In the next few days, our bureau will continue to conduct inspections along several border lines, adopting an attitude of long-term combat.

If the king snake wants to make extra money, it must be very troublesome, and it will definitely find a way."

The captain pointed to the information.

“This old slicker has a way of smuggling goods.

The bureau deduced that King Snake was very likely to approach him privately.

Anyway, no matter whether it is a pear or a date, we will hit it first and then lay out the plan.

If you hit it right.

The king cobra really looks for the old man.

And if you were there at the time, just agree to it.

First get the first credit, leave some impression in the king snake's mind, and then continue to go deeper.

But the most important thing is to first determine the identity of the king snake.

See if he is the owner of that nightclub.

King cobra, in their territory, since you can command your boss.

Then he should be the commander-in-chief of the "soldiers" and have a very important status.

We need to establish his true identity.”

"Okay." Zhang Feng kept it in mind.

"Be careful." The captain gave his final warning, then looked at his watch.

“The time is almost up, the old greasy guy will probably be here soon.

You go to the door first, familiarize yourself with the streets nearby, and wait for him."

"Yeah." Zhang Feng nodded and went to the door.

……

Outside the imaging room.

Half past eight is the peak time for traffic, and small stalls and pedestrians and tourists can be seen everywhere.

“Fresh grilled skewers…”

There is also a stall selling lamb skewers at the door.

The aroma of cumin wafts through the air, making passers-by salivate.

"Thirty dollars."

Zhang Feng came out of the door and walked to the stall.

Eat and observe at the same time without any delay.

Pay.

Then look at the people coming and going.

About two minutes later.

The captain came out of the imaging room and glanced at Zhang Feng who was standing in front of the stall.

"I asked you to observe, why are you eating?" The captain's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he secretly sighed that his junior was really generous.

Zhang Feng looked at him and said nothing.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds without any communication.

The captain looked like an ordinary pedestrian and quickly disappeared in the crowd ahead.

A few minutes or so passed.

Zhang Feng ate skewers while looking at the street.

Huhu—

A van was parked on the side of the road not far away.

The rear door was half open.

'305, the license plate number is correct.'

Zhang Feng took a look and took the remaining five skewers to the van.

"Mutton kebabs? They smell so good!"

Driving seat.

The old man turned to look at Zhang Feng, handed him a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Are you the buddy that Captain Hu called? Are you hanging out with A Liang?
I've met you a few times before, but never said hello.

I didn’t expect you to be an informant as well.”

The old man spoke in a relaxed tone, and there was also a sense of gangsterism in his words.

Because he didn't know that Zhang Feng was an undercover agent, he thought that Zhang Feng was a "police informant" like him.

Captain Hu was the captain who was talking to Zhang Feng.

Aliang is Zhang Feng’s boss.

"Yes, I'm with Boss Aliang." Zhang Feng took the cigarette and handed over the lamb skewers, "They're freshly grilled."

“This can’t be eaten.” The old man shook his head, and seeing Zhang Feng’s suspicious look, he immediately explained: “It’s not the mutton skewers that have a problem, it’s me.

My throat was inflamed yesterday and I couldn’t eat chili peppers.”

As he spoke, he lit a cigarette skillfully, "Why aren't you following Aliang anymore? Are you following me instead?"

"He figured out my identity." Zhang Feng saw that he didn't want to eat, so he ate himself. "Then it was over. I sent him away."

"Damn! Our line of work is dangerous!" The old man sighed after hearing about A Liang's death, "Damn it, not only do we have to be on guard against the upper echelons who might kill us, but we also have to be on guard against our underlings trying to usurp the throne.

Finally, we have to be on guard against the officials who may do something to us.

Just like the last time I went to trade drug powder, I was accidentally caught by a drug enforcement officer. He was about to shoot, and I was so scared that I immediately shouted out "Master Hu"!

When the old man said these things, he said it vividly, "It's really a dog that can't please anyone!"

"That's right." Zhang Feng looked at his pocket, revealing the handle of a gun. "So what do we want now?"

"You follow me now." The old man noticed Zhang Feng's gaze and took out the gun generously, "Okay? Lend it to you for a while?
I still have one at home anyway.

When you have it, just return it to me."

"I have it." Zhang Feng took out the boss's pistol, "Boss Aliang gave it to me. Fortunately, I don't have to return it."

"Very good." The old man nodded and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll arrange a place for you to stay."

……

The new location is on the southwest side of the old city.

There is an old house here.

There are all kinds of people in there.

Zhang Feng stayed here, while Lao Youtou left quickly.

He has his own place.

"If you have any problems, just call me."

He left a phone number before leaving.

The next few days.

Zhang Feng did not contact him, but went out and bought the medicinal herbs he needed for practicing.

Fortunately, there are many mountains here and a full range of medicines.

The market is highly competitive and cheap.

Zhang Feng hired a cart and bought all the supplies needed for the month in just one afternoon.

I still have one thousand yuan in cash left, enough to live on.

Waiting unconsciously.

Twenty-five days later.

in the afternoon.

The rental house is quite spacious.

Zhang Feng slowly released his strength and stood up again.

During this period, Lao Youtou did not contact Zhang Feng.

There was no news of the king snake either.

But since the resonance of the 'sixteen meridians' two days ago.

In just two days, Zhang Feng used 'overclocking' training to improve his physical fitness by more than 3 points in a revolutionary way!
The increase is extremely obvious!

But now the period of explosive growth is over.

The effect is slowly fading.

Zhang Feng judged that at this rate of progression, if nothing unexpected happened.

Then, within half a year at most, I can reach the terrifying '28 bodies!'

It's on par with the 'peak of 30' in the previous MapleStory!
And the skin and flesh tissue will be stronger.

Zhang Feng had never imagined such a speed of improvement.

You know, I started my career halfway through this life, and I don't have too many physical points to add.

but.

Zhang Feng thought about it carefully again.

He felt that he would not be able to succeed if he did not have thirty years of experience in martial arts and experience in various stages of physical fitness.

Then it is difficult to achieve rapid improvement by relying solely on hard Qigong memory.

They complement each other and are indispensable.

Huhu—

Zhang Feng thought for a while and continued practicing.

But it didn't take long.

Ta-ta-ta—

knocking.

"Feng Zi!"

It's an old greasy guy.

Zhang Feng slowly stopped his movements and opened the door.

"Oh? What's that smell that comes out of the room when you open the door?"

The old man sniffed his nose and looked around the room. "Why does it smell like medicine? Are you sick?"

"No." Zhang Feng pointed to the bathroom. "I have a medicine basin. I can practice while taking a bath."

"Strange." The old man had never heard of anyone practicing martial arts in a bath, but he quickly got down to business.
"Brother Wangshe asked someone to contact me today."

As he spoke, he closed the door.

"Brother Wangshe?" Zhang Feng's heart moved. Could it be that Captain Hu's plan was successful?
King snake took the bait?
"What did you say?" Zhang Feng asked.

"He wants to invite you and me to meet and talk." The old man looked very serious.
"Just a reminder for you.

Although they don't know that Aliang was killed by you, there has been no news about Aliang for almost a month.

Some people's eyes have been noticed on you.

After all, you followed Aliang before, so they wanted to ask you some questions.

Although I have explained to you during this period that after Aliang disappeared, I asked you to follow me.

And he said, you don’t know anything about Aliang.

But I don’t know whether they believe it or not.

So King Snake came to me this time and specifically asked you to come.

I really don’t know now whether Wangshe is concerned about the ‘smuggling matter’ that Captain Hu mentioned, or about you.”

"I understand." Zhang Feng returned to the bedside and took out his pistol. "Since you want to ask me in person and don't seem to trust me, let's take it just in case."

"That's what I meant." The old man took out a pistol from his waist and said, "Let's go. Although it's still early for the agreed 7 o'clock, we need to find a place to hide the gun within the agreed location."

……

Half past five in the afternoon.

The two arrived at the woods outside the city an hour and a half in advance.

After walking another 300 meters, we came to a clearing in the forest.

This is the agreed location.

The old man looked around first, and when he saw that there was no one around, he took out the transparent tape from his pocket.

Tear—

He tore off a few pieces and stuck them on his arms.

Zhang Feng didn't understand, but he tried to learn it, pretending to know a lot.

After the tape was pasted, the old man walked behind a tree not far away, put the gun at waist height, then peeled off the transparent tape on his arm and fixed the gun.

"This is a good location, let's hide here." The old man asked Zhang Feng to hide as well, "Although I heard that Brother Wangshe is a very disciplined person and they will unload their weapons when they meet.

He also informed us of the meeting place in advance, which seemed very straightforward and generous.

But in case there are many people on the other side, we should be careful.

After all, I don't have many believers here, so it's not easy to hide people in advance, so I can only take you and our guns."

"That makes sense." Zhang Feng followed suit, tearing off the tape on his arm and then sticking the gun on it.

"We'll need to go back later." After seeing that everything was in order, the old man said to Zhang Feng, "Pretend we just arrived here."

"Okay." Zhang Feng was trying to get the gun and slightly adjusting the height. "I'm ready. Let's go?"

"Walk."

The two were preparing to return on their long journey.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, two big men with guns came from a distance.

They had two in their hands, one hidden in their waists, and several strips of transparent tape on their arms.

The appearance of the two of them made Zhang Feng and the other man subconsciously become alert and stop.

One of the big men looked at the old man with oily hair for a few times and suddenly said, "Brother Oily Hair, didn't Brother Wangshe say seven o'clock? Why are you here so early?"

(End of this chapter)