High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 107 The Opportunity Has Arrived (16 Subscription Requested)

"This trip was definitely worthwhile."

As Chen Fan left, he thought to himself.

Yesterday he treated the old man with sincerity, but unfortunately he underestimated the old man's cunning. The other party didn't take it seriously at all and even tried to dig a pit for him. If he had come a few days later, the same scene would probably have played out again.

Even if only one out of ten books is true, he would still have a change of heart.

After what he just did, if he comes back in a few days, he will at least get three manuals: the [Thirteen Protectors Horizontal Training], the [Golden Bell Cover], and the manual he wants most, the one that enhances mental strength. If he gets one or two other manuals, he will have made a huge profit.

Of course, all of this is in an ideal situation.

It's possible that this old man is like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water, putting on one face in public and another in private.

If that's the case, he can't think of a solution right now. He can't just force a sale, can he?

"Hopefully he'll use his brain; this kind of cooperation is good for everyone."

Chen Fan walked out of the alley and unknowingly arrived at the city gate. Not far away was a ten-meter-high city wall.

The man named Yang Xiaochun was still standing on the city wall, his back to him, lost in thought.

Chen Fan suddenly felt a headache coming on.

He can't really just wait here all day, can he?

Moreover, there are people everywhere along the way, so it might not be easy to find an opportunity for the other person to be alone.

Troubled, he found a small stall, spent two or three yuan to buy a book, sat down by the roadside, pretended to read, but secretly observed.

Time passed by, bit by bit.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he felt hungry. He looked up and saw that it was already noon.

"Let's find a place to eat first, Dad. Uncle Zhang and the others must be worried about me right now."

Chen Fan reluctantly got up.

He didn't want to waste time here. If he spent this morning practicing basic archery, he could definitely level up by two levels without any problem.

"Um?"

He glanced at the city wall subconsciously, and his expression changed slightly.

Most of the guards who were standing guard on the city wall came down and shared their food.

This is normal; food is essential for life.

To his surprise, the man named Yang Xiaochun smiled and waved to the people around him, then took two boxes of food and walked towards them alone.

Chen Fan's heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

What's going on? Why isn't he sitting and eating with the others? Why is he heading this way?

Could it be that heaven rewards those who persevere, and the opportunity I've waited for so long has finally arrived?

The other person approached, looking to be in a good mood, humming a tune and glancing around.

Chen Fan quickly lowered his head, pretending to be engrossed in his book. Soon he felt a gaze sweep over him, and footsteps grew closer and closer before passing by and fading into the distance.

He slowly raised his head and gazed at the other person's back.

When the distance between them had increased to about ten meters, he closed his book and followed.

Cross the main street and walk west, then turn into a small alley with three- or four-story residential buildings on both sides.

There are street vendors here too, but it's nowhere near as lively as the alley he visited before.

"It's Xiaochun? Why are you back so early today?"

At the street stalls, some people took the initiative to greet me.

no respond.

The stall owner looked sullen.

That's normal. Those who can join the guard team are all extraordinary people. Why would they care about ordinary people like them?

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Chen Fan frowned slightly. So, today is a special case?

Could it be that he took half a day off?

"Young man, would you like to buy something?"

When the stall owner saw Chen Fan approaching, he greeted him warmly.

Chen Fan waved his hand and followed.

People kept walking by, and many of them glanced at him a few more times.

After all, the people living here, even if they haven't spoken to each other, must have met quite a few times.

Chen Fan, who was masked and carrying a long spear, was a bit of a stranger.

But no one seemed to care; perhaps they had just moved in, or maybe they were from another neighborhood looking for someone.

"This is a bit tricky."

Chen Fan's expression grew increasingly grim.

Clearly, finding a good opportunity to act is becoming increasingly difficult.

Just then, the person in front arrived at a staircase, indicating that they had arrived home.

Chen Fan dared not approach any further. He squatted down and began to tie his shoelaces. Although this was the first time he had ever done something like this, it was how it was always portrayed in TV dramas and movies.

First floor, second floor, third floor.

He watched as the other person went up to the third floor, then walked to the second apartment from the right, knocked twice, and the door opened quickly from the inside. The other person went in and closed the door behind them.

"What should we do?"

Chen Fan stared at the door more than ten meters away, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

To this day, the most crucial question remains unanswered: whether the other party is aware of their identities.

Should we wait here for him to come out?

It seems like a safe bet, but the outcome will probably be the same as before. They won't find an opportunity to strike on the way, and can only watch helplessly as the other side walks onto the city wall.

What about the past?

This doesn't seem like a good solution.

"Never mind, let's go take a look. Maybe we'll find something."

After considering it several times, Chen Fan still walked towards the door.

As he drew closer, a variety of sounds entered his ears, becoming clearer with each passing moment.

"Is the soundproofing really that bad?"

He thought to himself, "What am I complaining about?"

Immediately, a thought flashed through his mind: this seemed to be good news for him.

However, we shouldn't have too high expectations. What if the person goes back and doesn't say anything, just eats and goes to sleep, or only talks about trivial family matters?

He walked up the stairs, and the noise around him grew louder. Among them, a middle-aged couple was arguing, seemingly about money.

As he reached the second floor and turned to go up to the third floor, a familiar voice reached his ears.

Chen Fan's body trembled.

That's... that guy's voice!

He was a little delighted; he hadn't expected to hear someone talking to another person so soon after arriving here.

Firstly, it's because the building has very poor sound insulation; secondly, it's also related to his own level of understanding.

He walked uphill quietly, straining his ears to listen intently.

The other person's voice was much softer than the others, but he held his breath and could still make out the gist of it.

Hopefully, my efforts will be rewarded and I will hear some crucial information.

……

On the living room table, several meat dishes were laid out, steaming hot and emitting a wonderful aroma.

Several men in their twenties and thirties sat around a table, each with a wine glass filled with baijiu (Chinese liquor) in front of them.

However, at this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the person who had just opened the door and entered.

"Xiaochun, you're here."

Yang Mu, sitting facing south with a ruddy complexion, waved to Yang Xiaochun and said, "Your brother Lu and the others all have questions for you. You must answer truthfully and not lie."

"Brother Yang, what are you talking about? We're not interrogating a criminal."

"It's square-faced Lu Yang," said with a smile.

"That's right, Xiaochun, don't be nervous," another man said with a smile. "We've heard about it from your brother, but we have a few questions we'd like to ask you. Don't overthink it, just accept the facts as they are."

"That's right, that's right."

The remaining two nodded in unison.

Yang Xiaochun looked at Yang Mu, who nodded slightly.

"Brother Lu,"

Yang Xiaochun immediately put on a simple and honest smile, "Ask me anything you want to know, and I promise to answer everything I know."

"good!"

Lu Yang exchanged glances with the other three; clearly, he held the highest prestige among them.

"Come, Xiaochun, sit down."

He pointed to the empty seat next to him and laughed, "You said you saw that group of bandits outside, more than thirty people, and that one person shot them all dead with a bow and arrow, is that true?"

In an instant, the other three looked over, each squinting their eyes and closely watching the latter's expression.

"Brother Lu, of course it's true."

Yang Xiaochun nodded vigorously, "That's what I saw with my own eyes, there's no mistake. And this morning, the people who came in from outside the city also found the bandits' bodies and they're all talking about who killed them. If you don't believe me, you can go and inquire later, we'll have news soon."

The group nodded.

"Okay, next question. You said that group of people are from Chenjia Village, can you guarantee that?"

Lu Yang's smile vanished, and he looked somewhat frightening.

Yang Xiaochun swallowed hard and nodded: "They were from Chenjia Village. If you don't believe me, you can ask the people who were there at the time."

"We're asking you, not anyone else."

Lu Yang shook his head. "I'll repeat myself, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

"Xiaochun, it wouldn't be good if you were wrong and found out that there weren't any of the mounts you mentioned in that village."

"Yes, Xiaochun, if you've admitted your mistake, just say so now, and we'll pretend nothing happened. It'll be fine."

"Yeah yeah."

The other three spoke up, one after another.

Before he knew it, Yang Xiaochun's back was soaked with sweat.

These are all martial artists at the third level of Body Tempering, while he is only at the first level. You can imagine the pressure he is under.

"Koharu,"

Yang Mu's voice rang out.

"Just say what's true. Your brother Lu and the others didn't mean any harm; they just wanted to get a definite answer."

"That group of people,"

The images of Chen Guodong and the others flashed through Yang Xiaochun's mind. "I'm absolutely not mistaken, they are the same group from Chenjia Village."

"good!"

Lu Yang slammed his hand on the table and said happily, "That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The other three burst into laughter.

Yang Mu nodded in satisfaction. Although he knew his younger brother would never lie to him, the fact that he remained consistent despite the pressure from so many people undoubtedly confirmed the truth of the matter.

"Xiaochun, don't be nervous. Come on, have a drink to calm your nerves."

The man next to him poured a glass of wine and handed it to him with a smile.

Yang Xiaochun wiped the sweat from his brow, took the wine glass, took a sip, and then looked at Yang Mu, asking cautiously, "Big brother, when do we make our move? This afternoon?"

Yang Mu nodded slightly and said:

"To be precise, it's tonight."

"That's right."

Lu Yang squinted and said, "Xiao Chun, you said that guy saw you watching him, so he will definitely be on guard when he gets back. If we go there during the day, they can easily spot us with their binoculars. If that sharpshooter is there, the situation will be a bit tricky."

"yes."

The man who handed Yang Xiaochun the wine frowned and said, "That guy's archery is too accurate. If it were a long-range shootout, we might not be able to do anything to him even with our rifles. If we had a sniper rifle, things would be much better."

"Sniper rifles are too expensive."

Another person said helplessly, "Even a low-end sniper rifle costs tens of thousands, and a better one costs over a hundred thousand. If we had that much money, we would have gone hunting mid-level ferocious beasts long ago."

"That's why we took advantage of the darkness to make our move."

Yang Mu smiled smugly, "Even if they have night vision goggles, they can only see up to two or three hundred meters at night. Two or three hundred meters is just a matter of stepping on the gas. Before they can even notify anyone else, we'll have already scaled the wall and started a killing spree."

"That's right."

They all nodded with smiles, their eyes revealing blatant greed.

Twenty wildebeest, that's over 100,000!

Even if the Yang brothers take more, each of the four of them can still get more than 10,000 yuan.

More than 10,000 yuan a night, is there anything that makes money faster than this?

Of course, this matter had to be done in secrecy, otherwise, if word got out, not only would all their efforts be in vain, but they certainly wouldn't be able to stay here any longer.

(End of this chapter)