Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 220: Hero or Killer
Deep in the woods, in silence.

There were series of "puff," "puff," and "puff" sounds.

Shovels of dirt were blown up and then fell down again.

At the bottom of the pit, several corpses were looming.

Their twisted limbs were tangled together and their clothes were stained with blood.

The blood that had not yet dried merged with the soil, and its color became darker.

With each layer of new soil falling, evidence of the brutal killing that had just taken place was buried bit by bit in the darkness underground.

Xu Sanduo endured the disgusting smell of blood, held the shovel tightly with both hands, and kept shoveling the soil and throwing it up.

Every time he swung it, it seemed as if he was draining all his strength out of his body.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his red face, and his arms were shaking slightly because he was working so hard.

But he didn't dare to slack off at all.

Because, there is a being like a demon next to it.

While swinging the shovel, Xu Sanduo secretly glanced at the other person.

I saw that he was agile and his arms seemed to contain infinite strength. He swung the shovel as fast as a whirlwind and did not seem to feel tired at all.

Those eyes seemed unusually bright, flickering slightly, as if they were thinking about something.

He seemed to be accustomed to the bloody scene in front of him. His face was calm and he didn't take it to heart at all.

The invisible aura emanating from his body makes people dare not approach easily.

Xu Sanduo secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, and couldn't help but recall the previous scenes of killing in his mind.

His jaw-dropping ability to dodge bullets and his terrifying explosive power, able to take a life at will like a wild beast with just a wave of his hand, is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Xu Sanduo thought that he had been in the underworld for more than ten years, often dealing with extremely vicious criminals, and had also encountered some strange people and things.

But today was really a eye-opener for me. I saw what a truly ruthless person is. This guy is simply a walking "human weapon"!
Thinking of this, Xu Sanduo couldn't help but feel nervous. He stole a glance at the other party again and muttered to himself:
"Where on earth did this ruthless guy come from? He kills people without blinking an eye. Could he be the killer that was so talked about a while ago?"

"If it's true, will I be used to fill the hole in the end?"

"Damn it, I don't want to die here without knowing why. I have such a beautiful and coquettish wife and mistress at home. If I just die like this, will they be sad for me? Maybe they will forget about me in a few days and go out to fool around with some pretty boys."

"And those bad friends are not reliable either. Will they take advantage of the opportunity to seize my property? Sigh, why am I so unlucky to be involved in such a mess..."

When he thought of the possible tragic consequences, Xu Sanduo's heart beat faster and his hand holding the shovel almost slipped due to trembling.

Fang Cheng ignored the inner thoughts of the fat man next to him and focused his eyes on the panel that appeared in front of him.

While quickly shoveling the soil to bury the body, he looked at the prompt messages one after another.

[Boxing experience increased by +50]

[Sanda experience increase +15]

[Jujutsu experience increased by +15]

[Boxing lv2 (302/500)]

[Sanda lv2 (319/500)]

[Jujutsu level 2 (167/500)]

I didn't expect that I could gain so much skill experience from a short battle. It was a pleasant surprise.

It seems that these gangsters are not ordinary people.

Judging from the power and speed of his punches and kicks, he is at least a kung fu expert and a real martial artist who has been in the martial arts world for many years.

As for why the boxing skill increased to an additional 50 points.

In fact, it was mainly due to the special “sparring” just now.

Faced with the deadly danger posed by the gun, he chose to use the dodging technique learned in boxing to gradually approach the enemy.

Every tilt of the head and every shake of the shoulders was like practicing air strikes, nimbly avoiding the enemy's constant jabs.

However, this time, the imaginary enemy's jab technique was incredibly strong, and his punching speed was so fast that it reached the astonishing speed of sound.

If you are not careful, you will be hit by the metal "jabs" that whizz like bee stings, and the unprotected head and throat will be hit.

It is precisely by relying on this extreme training method, which is like walking on the edge of a knife, that one can achieve unexpected growth.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath and could still clearly feel the flexible and surging power in his body.

Although the training method is relatively dangerous, I have enough confidence.

After the agility attribute exceeded 40 points, Fang Cheng's control over the muscles of his whole body reached an extreme.

Every movement is performed to the point of perfection and without any hindrance.

This allowed his body muscles to react in time even when he was within a few steps and the enemy was shooting at him face to face.

Instead of like before.

Although with extraordinary perception, the eyes can capture the flight trajectory of the bullet.

But in actual combat, you still need to try to maintain a safe distance, dodge sideways, and find cover.

There is no way I can achieve the current level of ease and composure.

Of course, the reason why “sparring” can have such a significant effect on improving experience is mainly because it is the first time to adopt this almost crazy method to hone skills.

Next time, it may not have the same effect.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng raised his wrist and looked at the time.

7: 42.

He lowered his head to look at the bodies in the pit that were almost completely buried by the soil, and then he swung the shovel faster.

I have to finish my work quickly and go back to the hotel for breakfast.

In the woods, the two men continued to shovel the dirt, silently destroying the body.

The atmosphere seemed to become increasingly terrifyingly quiet, and the oppression made a certain fat man even more nervous, with cold sweat constantly pouring out of his forehead.

puff!
A spade was thumped into the filled hole.

Xu Sanduo's whole body couldn't help but tremble suddenly, and his eyes rolled around in panic.

He seemed to be thinking about how to save his life. He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, crying and complaining about the elderly and children at home, hoping to arouse the other party's sympathy.

Or he could promise him benefits and bribe this suspected murderer with a large sum of money to make a life and death "deal".

"Stop shaking."

Just as Xu Sanduo was struggling internally, Fang Cheng finally spoke: "I won't kill you now."

"Ah, you...you really won't kill me?"

When Xu Sanduo heard this, it was as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

But when he heard the word "now" clearly, his face fell again and his body shook even more violently.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly and said:
"It would only take me one finger to kill you. You would have died just now. I kept you alive because you are still useful to me."

Xu Sanduo swallowed his saliva, nodded hurriedly, and smiled ingratiatingly:
"Yes... yes, hero, what do you want me to do?"

At this moment, he had lost all of his usual slickness and was left with only timidity.

Fang Cheng stared at him with a sharp gaze and said in a more serious tone:
"What's the matter with the antique you collected from the ancient tomb in Xishan? Tell me everything. Don't try to play tricks on me. You have seen my methods." Xu Sanduo shivered with fear and waved his hands quickly:
"No, no, sir. To be honest, I am just a middleman, helping people to make connections. That antique... Actually, a mysterious person found me and asked me to help find a suitable buyer. I really don't know what shocking secrets are hidden behind it. I just want to make a little money..."

Fang Cheng suddenly interrupted his muttering:
"Why do all those underworld forces and wealthy families spend a lot of money to buy this kind of antique?"

"me……"

Xu Sanduo was considering his words, and when he saw the murderous look in Fang Cheng's eyes, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately started thinking hard, and more beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Suddenly, he shouted, and said with some joy:

"I found something unusual about this matter. All the people who want to buy this antique seem to have skills superior to ordinary people, or have extraordinary origins, just like you, the hero."

Fang Cheng listened with a flicker in his eyes, and asked:
"What is the origin of that mysterious man and what does he look like?"

Xu Sanduo continued to ponder and said:

"I... I just remember that he was wearing a cap pulled down low, there seemed to be a scar on his face, his voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke with a southern accent. Other than that... I really have no impression."

Fearing that Fang Cheng might not believe it, he quickly added an explanation:
"In our business, it is taboo to explore the seller's true identity. If your reputation is ruined, no one will dare to do business with you in the future."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly when he heard this and thought for a moment.

Xu Sanduo looked at it eagerly:

"Sir, I have told you everything I know. Can you please let me go?"

Fang Cheng glanced at him and said coldly:

"Give me your business card and I'll spare your life for now. Remember, when you go back, don't tell anyone else that you met me here today, otherwise..."

Xu Sanduo nodded and swore as if he had been pardoned:

"Of course, of course, sir. I will never disclose your information. I will never tell anyone about what happened today, even if I die!"

As he spoke, he fumbled in his trouser pocket in a panic, and with trembling fingers he pulled out a crumpled business card.

It was as if it was a "life-saving talisman" that he was handing over, and he handed it forward with both hands with great respect, with a face full of flattery.

Fang Cheng raised his hand to take the business card, glanced at the contact information and company address written on it, and then casually hid it in his pocket.

Then without saying anything more, he turned around and strode out of the woods with the shovel.

Seeing this, Xu Sanduo couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense body instantly relaxed.

At this moment, he was shocked to realize that his back was already soaked with sweat, and his sportswear was sticking to his body, making him feel cold.

Looking at Fang Cheng's departing figure, Xu Sanduo's eyes were filled with awe, and he knew in his heart that he had met a strange man today.

That was a powerful aura and mysterious ability that he had never seen before in his daily life in the market and the underworld.

After hesitating for a moment, he mustered up his courage and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Master, may I have the honor of knowing your name? I want to repay you for saving my life!"

"No need."

Fang Cheng didn't even turn his head. His voice came from afar, cold and straightforward:
"Remember to put some more leaves on the pothole before you leave, and clean it up, so that the police won't come to your door."

The words echoed in the woods, but the person quickly disappeared behind the layers of branches and leaves, as if he had never been there, leaving behind only a series of gradually dissipating footsteps.

Xu Sanduo came to his senses and did not dare to slack off at all. He hurriedly picked up leaves from all over the woods and spread them on the hole, trying his best to cover up the traces of digging.

While busy, he suddenly remembered that there were two gangsters watching his door and he didn't have his phone with him.

When he thought of this, he became anxious and threw the shovel far away.

Then he ran out of the woods, cursing the bodyguards in his mind as he ran:

"Damn it, I feed you guys with good food and drink on weekdays, but none of you are around at the critical moment. You are really a bunch of rubbish. When I get back, you will be in trouble!"

The fat body was now as agile as a monkey and quickly passed through the dense forest full of weeds and bushes.

The woodland behind seemed even more eerie and quiet, as if it had quietly swallowed up all the secrets.

....................................

At this time, the sun has quietly climbed up the branches, and the light it sheds is getting brighter, indicating that it is getting late.

The winding stone path twists and turns through the mountains and forests, like a sleeping snake that is awakened by a burst of hurried footsteps.

Fang Cheng ran all the way, rushing down the mountain along the stone path like lightning.

His body is as agile as a cheetah running through the woods, jumping and moving quickly.

The strong wind blew, making a whistling sound, and the branches and grass on the roadside shook violently and rustled.

Once I see a morning jogger coming in front of me, I deliberately slow down and gasp for breath.

Then he kept a calm face and pretended that he was just an ordinary exerciser.

This ability to switch roles instantly is truly admirable.

In less than two minutes, Fang Cheng ran down the mountain like a gust of wind and came to the open area near the lake.

The lake water ripples in the sunlight, like a huge mirror, reflecting the green trees and mountains on the shore.

Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, but he had no intention of appreciating it.

My mind was lingering with the gains from today's morning exercise and the scene of murder and burial deep in the woods.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the crumpled business card, then glanced at it again.

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly. The reason why he paid special attention to the things flowing out of the Xishan ancient tomb.

It was just because I had an inexplicable premonition in my heart, and I always felt that this matter was related to the generals and ministers who had disappeared.

After all, this old ghost, Jiang Chen, was sealed underground for thousands of years just like those antiques, and was only able to see the light of day again due to an explosion.

After thinking about it, he hid the business card back into his pocket and jogged towards the hotel.

Just keep this in mind and pay special attention to it. There is no need to get involved in this mess.

However, maybe I could ask Fatty Xu to sell the few antiques that I have yet to sell.

When we returned to Yuehu Hotel, it was around 8 o'clock.

My mother was taking care of my grandfather, and my uncle was yawning, seemingly having just gotten up.

They had apparently just knocked on the door and received no response, so they thought they had gone out to hang out by the lake early in the morning and were waiting to have breakfast together.

Fang Cheng explained that they didn't need to wait and could go to the restaurant downstairs first.

Then he took a quick hot shower in the room, changed his blood-stained clothes, and came out again.

When we arrived at the hotel restaurant on the first floor, the lights were on and the warm atmosphere and the aroma of food blended together.

There were already many people dining here, with laughter and melodious music intertwined.

Fang Cheng looked around and soon saw his family sitting by the window.

My mother was talking to my grandfather with a smile on her face. My grandfather nodded gently from time to time, with a kind smile on his face.

My uncle was reading a newspaper with a cup of coffee in his hand.

The sunlight shines gently on them through the window, creating a peaceful and warm picture.

Fang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, took a step forward, and naturally switched to the family role.

(End of this chapter)