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Chapter 35 Martial Arts Squad (Please continue reading)
"what?"

Zhuang Shuai's voice suddenly rose several decibels: "You want me to pretend to be mentally ill? No way, no way! How could someone as handsome, dashing, and debonair as me do such a thing?"

Xiang Rongshan: "This is Master's order!"

Zhuang Shuai shook his head like a rattle drum: "My master has given me a second life. Even if he asked me to die, I wouldn't bat an eye. But I really can't do this kind of thing."

To make his words more convincing, Zhuang Shuai paused and then said, "Besides, even Sixth Senior Brother is no match for Jiang He. If I go, wouldn't I be asking for a beating? If you ask me, that guy is just a lunatic. Our Benlei Martial Arts School doesn't need to bother with him. It wouldn't look good if we won, and if we lost, it would be incredibly embarrassing!"

Zhuang Shuai's words make perfect sense.

only……

This matter is not as simple as he thought.

Xiang Rongshan didn't explain much, but calmly said, "This is Master's order. Master also said... if you don't go, I'll shave your head!"

Zhuang Shuai: "..."

This is his "trump card".

Xiang Rongshan said, "I've already completed the admission procedures for you. Once the hospital opens, I'll arrange for your 'uncle' to take you there..."

soon.

Zhuang Shuai met his "uncle".

He was an overweight, balding middle-aged man.

This man is somewhat famous in Wucheng and is a relatively successful businessman.

"Senior Brother actually knows this kind of person?"

I was filled with doubt.

Zhuang Shuai arrived at the Anning Mental Health Rehabilitation Center.

Then, after his "uncle" paid a considerable "hospitalization fee," Zhuang Shuai successfully checked into a VIP ward on the fourth floor of the hospital.

They changed into mental hospital gowns.

Zhuang Shuai wandered around the fourth floor for a while, then ran back to his ward and secretly dialed Xiang Rongshan's number.

"Hey!"

"Senior Brother... are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

"Didn't you say you'd put Jiang He and me in the same hospital room?"

"Why don't I see him?"

…………

And at this time.

It is about 50 li away from Wucheng.

A city in ruins.

Inside a dilapidated building.

Jiang He was sitting by the window on the 5th floor, intently roasting chicken legs.

"I used to think it was so cool to watch survival videos. Those people could easily use the wilderness to build shelters and get food... I never imagined it would be so difficult to actually do it!"

As for food, there is that big rooster.

But you can't just put this thing directly on the fire to roast.

Jianghe bled the chicken, plucked its feathers, and cleaned its internal organs, which took about an hour in total.

They found some dry branches.

make a fire.

BBQ.

It took nearly two hours in total.

It was 8 a.m., and golden sunlight streamed down from the sky, bathing the ruined city in its glow.

Jiang He used his S-shaped alloy battle knife as a "skewer," skewering it onto the chicken leg, which weighed over 20 pounds, and flipped it over to grill it, while his gaze was fixed outside.

The buildings in front have all collapsed, but the view here is wide open.

Many parts of the original streets were buried under the collapsed ruins. The green plants that used to line the streets became very resilient under the nourishment of the "spiritual energy" and sprouted from the ruins again, growing lush and green.

Cars were parked haphazardly on the street.

However, these cars had long since decayed and become nothing more than rusty iron frames.

Several ferocious beasts were wandering aimlessly in the street.

Gradually, a fragrant aroma wafted from the roasted chicken leg. The large chicken leg began to change color, and the oil on it sizzled under the flames. Jiang He sniffed it and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder the shops in the city that sell ingredients from ferocious beasts are all so expensive... I didn't bring any seasonings, and I just roasted it like this, yet it smells so good?"

"I didn't have any experience this time... Next time I come to the wilderness, I will definitely bring my daily necessities."

What about scallions, ginger, and garlic?

Chili powder, cumin, various spices, a barbecue grill, and other such things—it sounds so pleasant to cook porridge, grill meat, and brew tea in the wilderness.

Roar!
Sudden.

A ferocious roar rang out.

Jiang He looked out the window and saw that the ferocious beasts wandering on the street not far away seemed to have smelled the aroma of his roasted meat and became somewhat restless, slowly approaching him.

"Is it... that they were attracted by the smell of my grilled meat?"

Jiang He was just about to jump out of the broken window to unleash his "power" when...

boom!
A gunshot rang out in the desolate, ruined city.

A canine beast standing atop the ruins exploded in a cloud of blood mist from its head and collapsed. The remaining beasts, seemingly startled, scattered and fled.

Ferocious beasts are much more intelligent than ordinary wild animals.

The more powerful a ferocious beast is, the higher its intelligence.

Legend has it that those ferocious beast kings can even speak human language.

Although these ferocious beasts were only relatively weak first- or second-grade beasts, they still knew how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

Jiang He's expression shifted slightly. He looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw several modified heavy pickup trucks slowly driving in from the street in the distance.

A figure was standing in one of the carriages.

The man, holding a sniper rifle, laughed loudly and said, "Hit! Captain, stop the car, I'll go take a look!"

Listen to the sound...

It looks like a woman?

"This is……"

"A martial arts squad?"

Jiang He frowned.

His own prey...

They were startled and ran away!

But that’s fine.

To be able to enjoy a quiet breakfast of grilled meat.

After all, this wilderness area is teeming with ferocious beasts. Once we've eaten and drunk our fill, we can find another batch to kill.

The woman holding the sniper rifle jumped off the car and quickly arrived in front of the dog's carcass.

Her position was less than 100 meters from the river, a distance that a martial artist could see very clearly.

She was dressed in a black combat uniform, had short hair, and was holding an exaggeratedly designed Barrett heavy sniper rifle in her arms, exuding a heroic and valiant air!
Seemingly sensing Jiang He's gaze, the woman looked up and made a friendly gesture towards him.

amount……

Is this considered a greeting?
Jiang He waved in response.

The woman casually took out a dagger and quickly began collecting valuable materials from the canine beast's carcass.

Then the pickup trucks drove up as well.

Because the road was blocked by the ruins of collapsed buildings, the people in the vehicle got off. There were eleven people in total, men and women, most of whom were wearing combat uniforms. Some key parts of these combat uniforms were made of a new type of alloy, which had extremely strong defensive capabilities.

"Captain, there are people upstairs."

After collecting the materials from the ferocious beast, the female warrior looked up at the location where the river was.

Jiang He was already sitting by the window.

In addition, the windows were broken.

The smoke from his barbecue was constantly billowing out; unless someone was blind, at such close range, probably very few people could not see it.

The captain of this martial arts squad was a bald man with a burly build, carrying a long alloy staff on his back. He looked up at Jiang He and, upon discovering that Jiang He was alone, his expression changed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "He's alone?"

"A lone warrior, not even wearing combat gear, and daring to live and cook like this in the wilderness... This person must have extremely strong confidence in his abilities; he's definitely a master!"

The captain said, "Almost all the people who come here to train are martial artists from Wu City... Let's go up and pay them a visit."

P.S.: Experts say that sitting for one hour shortens lifespan by an average of 22 minutes. I sit in front of the computer for 10 hours a day... I'm terrified, so I'm writing this chapter standing up!

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