I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

The tip of the cleaver was less than an inch from Chatchai's throat.

The image of that punch shattering the solid wood table was still replaying wildly in his mind.

This is simply beyond human capability!

"She's...she's not here..." Chatchai's teeth chattered wildly. "She...she was...taken away this morning!"

"Taken away?" Luo Fei's eyes sharpened instantly, the tip of his knife moving even closer. "Who took them? Where were they taken? Explain clearly!"

"It's...it's Young Master Wang!" Chatchai practically shouted. "The Wang family! It's someone from the Wang family! I just manage this park for the Wang family! A few days ago, Young Master Wang came to inspect...and...he took a fancy to that new batch of goods, it's your sister and the others..."

"Young Master Wang said he needs to maintain his relationship with General Soe Win and needs fresh 'gifts'. He told us not to touch them, so he took all four of them away this morning! He said... he said he and the general each took two..." Chatchai stammered, desperately spilling out all the information he knew, afraid that if he spoke too slowly the knife would fall.

Young Master Wang?

Wang family?

General Soewin?

Luo Fei's heart sank.

The situation was more complicated than he had anticipated.

"What is the Wang family? Who is General Sowin? Where is his base located?" Luo Fei asked in quick succession.

To save his life, Chachai dared not hide anything and spilled the beans: "In northern Myanmar... there are four powerful families: Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang! They control many industrial parks, large and small, and our 'Jinhui International' is one of the Wang family's properties!"

"The Wang family... has partnerships with several local warlords, providing funds and... and 'resources' in exchange for protection and territory! General Soe Win is one of the more powerful ones! He has his own territory and army! Young Master Wang is here today with his men... to visit General Soe Win's headquarters!"

warlord!

army!

Luo Fei frowned.

"Where is General Sowin's camp located? What is its exact location?" Luo Fei then asked.

"It's...it's to the northwest, about forty kilometers away, in a valley called 'Mangka'! That's General Soe Win's stronghold, with military camps!" Chatchai pointed in a general direction, trembling. "It's heavily guarded! Ordinary people can't get in! You..."

He wanted to say, "You'll just be throwing your life away if you go," but seeing Luo Fei's eyes, he swallowed his words.

"Do you have Young Master Wang's phone number?" Luo Fei asked again.

"Yes! Yes!" Chatchai nodded hurriedly, as if grasping at the last straw. "It's saved on my phone! I... I'll get it for you!"

He frantically tried to pull his phone out of his pocket, but out of fear, his fingers wouldn't obey him, and he couldn't get it out after several attempts.

Luo Fei didn't have the patience to wait for him.

With a flick of his wrist, the back of the knife struck the wrist of the man who was pulling out his phone.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

"Ah—!" Chatchai let out a pig-like scream, clutching his wrist with his other hand, his whole body convulsing in pain.

Luo Fei bent down and took out a smartphone with gold trim from his pocket.

Unlock with Chacha's fingerprint.

In the contacts list, the number marked as "Young Master Wang" was quickly found.

Luo Fei wrote down the number, unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, and then put the phone in his pocket.

He straightened up and looked at Chatchai, who was curled up on the ground in pain, tears streaming down his face.

This person is the park's manager and the direct perpetrator of countless tragedies.

He deserves to die.

Moreover, keeping him around might allow the Wang family or warlords to be informed after one's departure, adding unpredictability.

Luo Fei did not ask any further questions.

He simply raised the machete in his hand slowly.

Chatchai seemed to sense something, his eyes widening in terror. He stretched out his remaining hand in vain, uttering a muffled plea: "Don't...don't kill me! I told you! I can give you money! Lots of money! I...ah—!!"

The pleas for mercy abruptly stopped.

A flash of light.

Clean and neat.

A thin red line appeared on Chachai's neck.

Soon, blood stained the expensive carpet and sawdust beneath him.

Luo Fei looked away.

This time, the stomach discomfort was much less.

Perhaps anger overwhelmed the physiological reaction, or perhaps... I'm getting used to it.

He shook the blood off the knife and wiped it on Chatchai's shirt.

Then, without looking at the blood-soaked office, he turned and walked out.

Down in the park, the faint sounds of wounded guards groaning and chaotic running could still be heard.

But Luo Fei no longer had time to deal with these things.

My sister has been taken away!

Time is of the essence!

He rushed out of the office building and onto the open space in the park.

The afternoon sun was still blazing, shining on the mess and bloodstains on the ground.

He looked up and made out the northwest direction that Chachai had mentioned.

Forty kilometers.

It's not far for him now.

He took a deep breath and bent his knees slightly.

next moment--

"boom!"

Suddenly, a dent appeared in the concrete ground beneath my feet, and cracks spread out like a spider web!

His body shot off like a cannonball towards the northwest!

This time, he no longer hid or tried to control his movements.

My only thought was the urgent need to save lives!

The surrounding scenery instantly turned into blurry blocks of color and flew backward!

The wind howled sharply in my ears!

He sped along the general direction, through hills, woods, weeds, and the occasional dirt road!

Upon encountering a forest, they simply crashed into it! Trees as thick as a bowl snapped instantly, splinters flying everywhere!

When encountering a slope or a river, leap across it! Tracing an arc of tens of meters in the air!

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Just a few minutes later.

The terrain ahead began to change, revealing more signs of human intervention.

A rudimentary road.

Scattered outposts with fortifications.

And further away, at the entrance to a valley surrounded by mountains.

There, one could vaguely see fluttering flags, tall watchtowers, barbed wire, and figures in disheveled uniforms patrolling with guns.

We've arrived at General Sowin's encampment, the Manka Valley.

Luo Fei stopped behind a small earthen mound.

The high-speed run suddenly stopped, and the resulting gust of wind whipped up a cloud of dust.

He wasn't red-faced or out of breath.

He crouched low, his gaze sweeping across the military camp ahead.

It was a large-scale operation, with tents and makeshift houses scattered throughout the valley, and at least several hundred people.

There was a heavy machine gun emplacement at the entrance, sentries on the watchtower, and patrols coming and going constantly.

The security was far superior to that fraudulent industrial park.

Force your way in?

But the younger sister is inside, and we don't know her exact location. Forcing our way in might alert the enemy and give them time to harm the hostage.

More precise positioning is needed.

He remembered Wang Dashao's number in Chachai's phone.

Take out your guessing phone.

He found the number and dialed it.

At the same time, focus your attention on any background noise that might come through after the call connects.

"Beep...beep..."

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

An impatient young male voice came through, speaking in Chinese: "Hey? Cháchai? What's up? Didn't I tell you I was with the general? What the hell are you causing trouble now?"

The background noise is a bit loud.

It features a Burmese song with music and a strong rhythm.

There were sounds of men laughing and clinking glasses.

And... faint sounds of women crying and sobbing!

Luo Fei's heart clenched painfully!

The crying... though indistinct, he had a gut feeling!

He didn't speak, but simply held the phone tightly to his ear, trying his best to hear it.

"Feed? Speak up, Chachai? Are you mute?" Young Master Wang's voice became even more impatient.

In the background, another rough, boisterous male voice, thick with a Burmese accent, rang out, laughing and saying in broken Chinese, "Wang, come! Drink! Don't worry about those little things! The gift you brought... haha, very good! I like it very much!"

Then came the girl's screams and struggles, along with the sound of clothes being torn!

"I'm glad the General likes them! These two were specially picked for you, the most beautiful ones!" Young Master Wang's obsequious voice rang out, then he snapped at those beside him, "Hold them down! Don't spoil the General's fun!"

The location has been determined!

Right in the heart of the military camp! The place where the music and noise are most concentrated!

A cold glint flashed in Luo Fei's eyes!

He hung up the phone immediately.

Can't wait any longer!

Every extra second could cause irreparable harm to my sister!

He put his phone into his backpack, hid the backpack behind a tree, and gripped the machete tightly in his hand.

Their gazes were fixed on the entrance to the military camp.

Then, he moved again!

There was no detour, no stealth.

It's the simplest thing: a straight-line charge!

Charge towards the military camp gate at full speed!

It was so fast that the sentry could only see a blurry black shadow, kicking up dust, rushing down the hillside!

"Enemy attack—!!"

A piercing alarm sounded!

The sentry on the watchtower shouted and frantically turned his machine gun around.

At the heavy machine gun emplacement at the entrance, soldiers were also frantically operating their weapons.

But it's too slow!

Faced with Luo Fei's terrifying speed, their reactions were as slow as snails!

"Da da da da—!!"

The heavy machine gun finally spat fire, and bullets swept along Luo Fei's charging path!

However, Luo Fei's figure was like a ghost, weaving, twisting, and changing speed amidst the hail of bullets!

The vast majority of bullets hit empty air, kicking up clouds of dust.

The few bullets that hit his body couldn't even penetrate his skin!

The guards at the gate were terrified as they watched the monster charge in unscathed amidst a hail of bullets.

Soon, Luo Fei rushed to the gate!

It was still a simple and brutal kick!

"BOOM—!!"

The military camp's gate, which was covered in iron sheets and looked much heavier, was kicked so hard that it caved in and flew off!

The guard patrolling behind the door screamed as he was struck by the door panel; his fate is unknown.

Luo Fei charged into the military camp as if it were empty!

His goal was clear—to head in the direction where the music and noise he had just heard on the phone were most concentrated!

Soldiers along the way tried to stop them.

shot.

The bullet was ineffective.

They attempted to surround and attack with bayonets and machetes.

A flash of light, and the hand holding the weapon, along with the person, flew out.

He rampaged through the military camp, leaving chaos and destruction in his wake!

Screams, gunshots, explosions, and alarms shattered the peace of the military camp.

The entire Manka Valley was in complete chaos!

Luo Fei ignored these distractions, his gaze fixed on a large wooden house in front of him, where music was deafening.

There, at the entrance, stood several guards in clean uniforms, carrying submachine guns.

Clearly, this is where an important person is located.

The guards at the gate spotted him and raised their guns in alarm.

A flash of light appeared.

The guard fell to the ground.

Without pausing, Luo Fei slammed into the tightly closed wooden door!

"Bang--!!!!"

The entire wooden door, along with its frame, was smashed to pieces! Wood chips shot inward like a torrential rain!

The deafening music stopped abruptly.

The noise, which had been mixed with the girl's screams, instantly fell silent.

Inside the room, Luo Fei was met with a scene of utter chaos from the banquet.

The long table was littered with cups and plates, and wine was spilled everywhere.

A dozen or so men in military uniforms or civilian clothes stared dumbfounded at the doorway.

At the head of the table, a burly, bald man in a general's uniform, with a face full of scars, held a wine glass in one hand and roughly embraced a disheveled girl with tears streaming down her face who was struggling desperately.

Beside them, a young man named Wang, dressed in an expensive shirt and with a pale face, was also holding another girl and tearing at her clothes.

The two girls they were holding...

Luo Fei's gaze froze instantly.

The girl on the left, being embraced by the bald general, has disheveled long hair, a clear handprint on her face, and eyes filled with despair and fear.

It was his younger sister, Luo Ying!

"elder brother--!!!"

When Luo Ying saw Luo Fei smash through the door and appear like a god, she was stunned for a moment, and then let out a heart-wrenching cry!

Luo Fei's eyes instantly turned blood red!

Blood vessels everywhere!

He slowly raised the blood-stained, somewhat dull cleaver in his hand.

The tip of the knife was pointed directly at the bald general who was embracing his sister.

The voice, squeezed out from between his teeth, was hoarse and icy, like a chilling wind blowing from the depths of hell:

"you……"

"They all have to die."