Fanatic!

Chapter 11 Murder and Robbery
In the afternoon, Chen Wujun smelled the aroma of fish balls and curry coming from not far away, and heard the fish ball stall owner shouting "Spicy fish balls, extra spicy!" and suddenly felt hungry.

"A string of fish balls." Chen Wujun lowered the brim of his hat, tossed over a dollar, took a string of fish balls from the vendor, took a bite and chewed slowly, then walked unhurriedly toward the distance.

A moment later, he turned back.

His gaze never left the alley entrance.

As darkness fell, he saw four men carrying sticks and gasoline emerge from the alley and immediately followed them quietly.

After passing through several alleys, they arrived at a building entrance. Chen Wujun watched the group disappear down the stairs but did not follow them.

He recognized the place.

Last time, those debt collectors poured gasoline on someone's door, scaring the women and children inside so much they cried nonstop.

"That guy is just an ordinary person who got into gambling. He was scared once before, so he'll probably be able to pay back some of the money this time," Chen Wujun thought to himself.

"I just don't know how much they can collect."

Chen Wujun felt a stirring in his heart.

He overheard it in the stairwell last time; the man owed more than 20,000 yuan.

Even if I can only pay back half, it's still more than 10,000 yuan.

If all the money is paid back...

Whether it's over ten thousand or over twenty thousand, it's a huge sum of money for Chen Wujun and can solve his current problems.

Moreover, the alley is dark and narrow, with many side streets nearby, making it ideal for an ambush.

He glanced around and then went into the stairwell to listen for any noises or vandalism coming from upstairs.

After confirming that there were no threats of vandalism or looting, his earlier judgment was almost confirmed.

These individuals at least received repayments that satisfied them temporarily.

Chen Wujun then went directly to an alleyway to lie in ambush, and at the same time took out a cloth to cover his face.

"That guy's wife is really beautiful. If he doesn't pay back the money this time, we'll make his wife pay with her body!" Voices gradually drifted from afar.

"Damn, you've got your eye on someone else's wife?"

"Forget it, as long as we got the money back. If we want women, we can find them anywhere. Go to Building 14, there are two new girls there, still students. They're so young and fresh!"

"Brother Hao, there's one you like!"

As the sound grew closer, Chen Wujun's heart began to pound, and he peeked out.

Hao Ge is the one who led the group; he's figured it out in the last few days.

Four people were seen approaching from a distance. The most muscular of them, Brother Hao, was walking at the front, with a cigarette in his mouth and a bag tucked under his arm.

One person followed beside him, while the other two lagged a few steps behind.

Chen Wujun took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Slowly opening the bag containing lime powder, Chen Wujun walked out clumsily as the group approached, almost bumping into Hao Ge, who was leading the group.

"Damn it, are you blind..." Hao was startled by the person who suddenly jumped out of the darkness and opened his mouth to curse, but before he could finish, the other person raised his hand and immediately threw lime powder at his face.

Hao Ge was caught off guard and felt a sudden white light before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his eyes.

Those who were with him were also affected, their faces covered in lime.

"Holy crap!" The two people following behind were immediately taken aback by this change.

Before they could react, Chen Wujun had already grabbed a knife and swiftly stabbed it into Hao Ge's lower abdomen, then pulled it out, and then stabbed it into his side.

"Ah!" Hao Ge couldn't see and was in excruciating pain in his lower abdomen and waist. He went berserk and raised his hand to smash, trying to force the other party back.

Chen Wujun braced his shoulder and stabbed three times in quick succession before plunging the knife into Hao Ge's neck.

From throwing lime to stabbing and killing, these actions were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Then, he grabbed the bag that Brother Hao was holding and ran away.

At this moment, the two people behind him exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Hao!"

"I'll go grab him, don't let him get away!"

One of them went to check on Hao Ge's condition, while the other quickly chased after Chen Wujun.

However, just as they rounded a corner, a handful of lime was thrown at them, hitting them squarely in the face.

The man quickly closed his eyes, but some lime still got into the corner of his eye. Then he felt a sharp pain in his head, covered his head, and took two steps back.

Without hesitation, Chen Wujun swung a brick and smashed it on his head several times before throwing it away and running away.

He hadn't run far when he took off his hat and the cloth covering his face, went up a staircase to the third floor, and then turned left and right along the stairwell. A moment later, he arrived near his home.

He found the clothes he had hidden beforehand, changed into them, stuffed his purse into the bag containing the clothes, and then leaned against the wall, panting heavily, his whole body covered in sweat.

After all, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and it was the first time he had done something like this, so he was extremely tense.

He then recalled the bag he had been holding; it was quite heavy and must have contained a lot of money.

Excitement welled up inside him, and he couldn't help but pump his fist.

Just then, a bell suddenly rang from inside the purse.

Chen Wujun was startled and quickly opened the bag, then opened the purse inside. Inside, he saw a cell phone that was vibrating incessantly. He had seen this kind of cell phone before; it was only the size of a palm, much smaller than the landline at home, and it could be used anywhere.

They're very expensive, costing seven or eight thousand yuan each, and even his father couldn't bear to buy one.

Chen Wujun glanced around, then picked up his phone and smashed it against the wall.

It suddenly became quiet.

Chen Wujun then threw his phone into the bag and looked at it carefully again. There were three stacks of money in the bag, mostly in hundred-dollar bills, with only a few ten-dollar bills. He immediately felt excited.

"Sure enough, as long as you're a little bold, you can make money very quickly."

Then I took the bag and went home. As soon as I entered the door, I could feel the rising heat and smelled the aroma of food.

My father was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and a sound was coming from the TV:
"Today, Congressman Wilson proposed in Parliament the demolition of the stockade..."

“These people are all bad. They demolished the city walled city. Where will hundreds of thousands of people live?” Father Chen Hanliang said angrily while watching TV.

"You're back? Why are you so sweaty? Were you chased? Wash your hands and get ready for dinner." The mother peeked out from the kitchen.

"Understood!" Chen Wujun nodded, went straight back to his room, closed the door, took out the money from the bag, two thicker stacks and one thinner stack.

I quickly counted them; there were 28561 in total.
Holding the money, Chen Wujun's heart pounded wildly.

This was the first time he had ever seen so much money.

After hiding the money in the cabinet, Chen Wujun opened the purse again and searched through it. This time, he found another 620 yuan in a hidden compartment, along with several IOUs.

Unfortunately, there was no IOU from my own family.

After cleaning up, Chen Wujun put the bag back in his pocket, took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and then felt a burning pain in his shoulder. He pulled open his clothes and saw that his shoulder was red and swollen.

After applying medicine to his shoulder and finishing his meal, he took the bag and went out again. He first went into the walled city and found a stinking ditch to throw his bag and phone into it.

Only after discarding this most significant piece of evidence did he finally relax completely.

Then I returned to the rooftop, but this time I didn't stand on the retaining wall; instead, I looked into the distance for a long time.

This was the first time he had ever handled so much money in his life, and a whole bunch of things he wanted to buy suddenly popped into his head.

CD players, cell phones, clothes... these are all things I wanted to buy before, but never had the chance to.

However, he quickly suppressed that thought.

“I’ve read in police reports that there are cases where robbers spend money lavishly after committing robbery, and then they get caught by the police.”

"If I spend money lavishly, people might notice and make connections."

"Especially recently, the other party will definitely be looking for the murderer everywhere."

"So, besides giving my dad 1000 a month, the rest of the money goes to the martial arts school tuition and food."

"Senior Brother Li said that martial arts practitioners expend a lot of energy and eat more than ordinary people, especially high-protein foods like beef and chicken. Meat is expensive, so Mom usually doesn't buy much, only a little at a time, and can't eat as much as she wants..."

Chen Wujun made up his mind that he couldn't waste the money; he would use it all to practice martial arts.

Then I give my family 1000 yuan every month to help them pay off their debts as soon as possible.

Then he pondered the process of the ambush and murder that night.

"That Brother Hao has practiced martial arts, and he's definitely practiced longer and better than me. After being attacked, he only hit me once, and my shoulder was red and swollen. Even after applying medicine, it was still a bit difficult to lift my arm."

"Even so, it was a calculated move against an unsuspecting man. I threw a handful of lime at him, and before he could react, it blinded him. Then I stabbed him several times to weaken him, and finally stabbed him in the neck. He was dead as good as dead."

"Even someone who has practiced martial arts can be ambushed and killed by an ordinary person if caught off guard."

"So you have to be careful and vigilant at all times, or you'll end up like that Brother Hao, who capsized in a ditch."

"The 'being on high alert' stance in the charging stance is for dealing with this situation. Although this state is difficult to maintain, when you are standing in the stance on the rooftop, your mind is completely focused. Even if you don't enter the 'being on high alert' state, the effect is almost the same. You should try to prolong this state as much as possible."

After reviewing the situation, Chen Wujun stood there in a daze for a while before climbing onto the rooftop to practice standing meditation.

You can't miss practicing kung fu every day.

However, receiving a large sum of money today has left him with a jumble of thoughts, making it impossible for him to calm down or stand on the Golden Rooster Stake.

Fortunately, after standing on the assault post for a short while, he completely forgot about everything else.

All that could be seen before him was a bottomless abyss and the tiny patch of ground beneath his feet.

……

When he returned to his room that night, he took the money out of the cabinet, divided it into three parts, hid one part in the corner of the cabinet, one part in the pillow, and the other part wrapped in a bag and hidden on top of the cabinet in the living room.

"I don't have a bank card, and there are so few places in the house where I can hide money..."

Only after he finished doing all that did he lie down on the bed.

Even as he fell asleep, all he could think about were his plans for the future, practicing martial arts, and learning from Hao Ge's mistakes.

But he never thought that he had killed someone.

In his mind, killing others to solve his own problems was justified.

There's absolutely no need to think about it.

(End of this chapter)