Chinese martial arts: From human punching bags to martial arts mastery

"BOOM—!!"

The scorching grenades, carrying devastating force, slammed into the wall of the concession's municipal building!

"Bang—!!"

The deafening roar shook the earth and sent debris and dust billowing into the sky. The entire majestic building trembled violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"ah--!!"

Officials who were originally watching from behind the floor-to-ceiling windows on the high floor and reaping the benefits were instantly thrown to the ground by the blast wave. Their terrified screams and desperate cries echoed throughout the entire building.

"Tap tap tap—!!"

The hurried footsteps and the clattering of overturned tables and chairs blended together, leaving no trace of his usual authority.

"They've been hit by artillery fire! Quick! Deploy all police officers immediately! To Tang Family Garden! Hurry! Stop them!"

The screams on the other end of the phone, filled with extreme panic and exasperation, almost pierced through the receiver.

In an instant, the entire concession was in an uproar.

The piercing sirens ripped through the morning tranquility, and the dim yellow police lights converged into a surging tide of light. A large number of fully armed police officers, with their faces grim, rushed toward Tangjia Garden, the roar of cars shattering the deathly silence of the street.

Chen Feng stared coldly at the municipal building engulfed in flames in the distance, his mind clear.

He dares to fire, not out of recklessness.

The possession of German-made heavy artillery within the French Concession was a major transgression, and if the matter were to be publicized and investigated, the concession authorities would first have to explain why these weapons had ended up on private property. He had long seen through this weakness, and thus acted with impunity.

however.

At the same chaotic moment, a deadly threat suddenly descended upon the firing range!

"call out--!"

A chilling whistling sound suddenly pierced the air, and the black sniper bullet, like a venomous snake in the night, headed straight for Tang Tang's unsuspecting forehead next to the artillery!

"Be careful!"

Chen Feng's pupils contracted sharply, his heart sank, and almost instinctively, he lunged forward, tackling Tang Tang to the ground.

"Snap—!!"

The scalding bullet grazed his back, tearing through his flesh and leaving a scarred gash. A searing pain shot through him instantly.

Chen Feng didn't even frown; his eyes remained as cold as ice.

"Da da da da—!"

With eyes blazing with fury, Niu Ma gripped the machine gun and fired wildly, spitting out tongues of fire. A dense barrage of bullets rained down on the sniper's cover, kicking up countless pebbles and dust as she desperately tried to give the two a chance to survive.

Tang Tang's face was ashen, and she got up in shock. She immediately saw the hideous scar on Chen Feng's back, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

Heartache, lingering fear, guilt… a mix of emotions swirled within her, making her chest feel heavy, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: “Chen Feng… how are you?”

"That sniper is well hidden; the machine gun can't hurt him at all!" Cow Mom roared as she pulled the trigger.

"Damn it! That angle was too tricky, even artillery couldn't turn around it! He's too cunning!" Tang Tang bit her lip hard, staring at the bunker, her eyes filled with helplessness and lingering fear.

The gunfire from the cow mother gradually subsided. She roared, "I'm almost out of bullets! You all retreat to the warehouse! I'll cover your retreat!"

Beneath the calmness in his tone lay a resigned acceptance of death!

Tang Tang quickly grabbed Chen Feng's arm, tears welling in her eyes: "Hurry! The police are almost here! We can't risk it any longer!"

But Chen Feng remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the cover in the darkness, his aura as cold as ice.

He knew in his heart that this was no ordinary assassin; it must be the enemy's last trump card, a true top-tier killer!

The opponent has been lying low for so long before making their move, clearly intending to deliver a fatal blow at the last moment.

If this man is not killed today, even if the police arrive, we will never have peace and will eventually die from the cold guns fired from the shadows.

What's more, Chen Feng—never holds grudges!

"Snapped!"

Chen Feng flicked his toe, and a Mauser 98 rifle flew from the ground into his hand in an instant.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of a bullet being chambered was exceptionally clear amidst the chaos.

Upon seeing this, Tang Zhen and Hu Mingxuan's expressions changed drastically. They rushed forward to dissuade him, their voices filled with anxiety: "Chen Feng! Don't be impulsive! He's behind thick cover; you can't hit him at all! Retreat! The police are on their way!"

Chen Feng ignored them, as if he hadn't heard their shouts.

In an instant.

His gaze narrowed slightly, and his inner energy surged wildly through his limbs and bones, causing his five senses to explode to their extreme!

The sound of the wind, breathing, and even the faint heartbeat of the sniper behind cover could be clearly heard. He accurately captured and locked onto everything within hundreds of meters.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

"clatter--!"

The machine gun fired its last bullet, the crisp gunshot abruptly ceasing, and the suppressive fire instantly ceased.

"Now!"

The sniper's eyes flashed with cold light in the darkness, a ruthless glint in his eyes. Seizing the fleeting opening, he suddenly emerged from behind cover, his dark gun barrel aimed at the exhausted Niu Ma.

"die--!"

His murderous intent was almost overflowing, and his finger moved towards the trigger without hesitation!

however.

"Bang--!!"

A gunshot that pierced the night sky was faster, more ruthless, and more decisive than his movements!

"call out--!!"

The moment Chen Feng pulled the trigger, a surge of powerful internal energy flowed through his arm into the gun barrel, firmly encasing the bullet!

The bullet left the barrel and, contrary to common sense, took a bizarre turn in mid-air, drawing a scarlet and eerie arc, precisely bypassing the heavy cover and heading straight for the sniper!

"Pfft!"

A dull thud of flesh being pierced was clearly heard by everyone.

Precise headshot!

"ah--!"

In the darkness, only a short, desperate groan escaped, followed by silence; the hidden killing intent had completely dissipated.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Cow Mom stood frozen in place, staring at the bunker, speechless with disbelief and shock. A storm raged within her: "You...your bullets...they can actually curve?!"

Tang Zhen, Hu Mingxuan, Tang Tang, and everyone else were stunned. They stood there blankly, their eyes glazed over, as if they had seen a ghost.

Such incredible marksmanship is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people and can be described as a miracle!

Just then, a large number of police officers swarmed in and surrounded the entire Tang Family Garden.

Seeing that all was lost and their leader was dead, the remaining assassins in black did not choose to surrender. Instead, they all shot themselves, leaving their bodies strewn about. None of them survived, demonstrating the ruthlessness of these death squads.

Chen Feng walked to a corpse, his expression calm, and said to Hu Tao Tang Tang in a deep voice, "Turn around, everyone!"

Everyone turned around as instructed, their hearts filled with doubt.

He abruptly pulled down the corpse's pants, glanced at it, his eyes turning slightly cold, and understood what was going on.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Hu Mingxuan quietly peeked closer, his pupils constricted, and he exclaimed in shock, "Circumcision! It's Jewish circumcision!"

Tang Zhen's expression was grave. He slowly nodded, a hint of understanding and coldness flashing in his eyes: "That's right, they're from the Sassoon Group... These are all Jewish assassins!"

That night, blood stained the entire Shanghai Bund.

More than a hundred of the Tang family's guards died in battle, with only a handful surviving. The once-prosperous garden is now a scene of devastation and ruin.

The Jewish assassins who came to carry out the assassination left behind nearly three hundred cold corpses, all of whom were elite assassins trained by the Sassoon Group at great expense.

The sniper who was shot down by Chen Feng in an arc was an elite among elites!

He lay on the cold ground, his eyes wide open until his death, his face filled with extreme confusion and resentment—he never understood why that bullet could bypass the cover and take his life!

As dawn broke and the darkness of night gradually faded, the sky began to lighten.

In Tangjia Garden and the shooting range, only silent figures remained, cleaning up the corpses.

After a while.

As the first rays of dawn fall.

Niu Ma transferred new guards from Jardine Matheson, stabilizing the chaotic situation. Her tired face showed a hint of relief at surviving a disaster.

Tang Zhen stood in front of the villa riddled with bullet holes, looking at the mess before him.

Overnight.

He looked several years older, his brows furrowed with weariness and heaviness.

He raised his hand and patted Cow Mom's shoulder, his voice hoarse and deep, filled with endless emotion: "You've worked hard!"

These three short words carry immense weight.

"The compensation for all the guards and people who died in the accident will be doubled!" Tang Zhen paused, his tone firm, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

"Yes!" Niu Ma nodded without saying anything more and turned to go down to arrange the follow-up matters.

After a while.

Tang Zhen slowly sat down, looking at the dilapidated garden outside the window. Beneath his calm tone lay a barely concealed lingering fear: "I never imagined the Sassoon family could be so ruthless, going to such lengths..."

He turned to look at Chen Feng, who was standing silently to the side, his eyes filled with gratitude: "It's fortunate that you were here this time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. The Tang family would probably be gone by now!"

Tang Tang sat to the side, nodding gently as she watched Chen Feng's retreating figure, her eyes filled with admiration and reassurance: "The Sassoon family has suffered a major blow this time, losing three hundred elite soldiers. They certainly won't dare to cause trouble again anytime soon!"

After letting Hu Tao and Hu Mingxuan go back first, Chen Feng stayed at the Tang family's house for a few days.

period.

The municipal government had already privately warned the Sassoon family not to cause any more trouble, but they tacitly remained silent about Chen Feng's bombardment of the government building, as if it had never happened.

After all, the concession authorities had no way of explaining why German-made Krupp heavy artillery would appear in the French Concession. If this matter were to be publicized, it would only backfire, so they had no choice but to keep quiet.

Under pressure, the Sassoon Group published statements in major newspapers claiming that the matter had nothing to do with them and that they would do their best to cooperate with the city government's investigation, putting on an innocent act.

Chen Feng looked at the grand and dignified words in the newspaper and sneered inwardly, having already seen through the trickery involved.

These so-called investigations and statements are nothing more than a deal between powerful people, a way to comfort the general public.

That day.

He found Tang Zhen, who was repairing a villa, and said earnestly, "Sir Tang, Nanshi is right next to the eastern side of the French Concession. I'm looking for someone!"

He then described the octopus's condition and physical characteristics in detail.

Tang Zhen could tell that this person was extremely important to Chen Feng, so he immediately and solemnly agreed, saying that he would use all his strength to search for him!

For the rest of the days.

Chen Feng spent almost all his time practicing shooting at the range with Tang Tang by his side.

Tang Tang patiently taught him how to operate the Krupp 105mm howitzer, explaining every detail from aiming to loading the shell.

Each cannon shot reverberated across the land, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Inside the distant city hall, a group of bureaucrats would instinctively shudder and their hearts would leap at the sound of cannon fire!

The terrifying memory of being bombarded is deeply etched in their hearts.

Time flies, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye.

Just as Chen Feng was immersed in practicing his shooting and waiting for news, a phone call suddenly came in.

From the receiver came Hu Tao's clear and joyful voice, filled with anticipation and happiness:

"Chen Feng!"

"Tomorrow, Hu Qing Yu Tang will officially open for business!"