One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Sister, is that why you let me rest?"

Inside a room at a Yaoxing Society stronghold, Ma Xianhong held his phone and showed one side of the screen to his sister.

The screen that lit up displayed videos and images leaked from the company's bunker.

"Xianhong, this is a trap set by the company."

"Hmph~ Sister, do you think I'm a fool to fall into such an obvious trap?" Ma Xianhong crossed her arms, a disdainful expression on her face.

"..."

Qu Tong didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

At that moment... her silence was deafening.

"Sister, you don't really think I'm an idiot, do you? I swear, whoever goes there is a dog!" Meeting his sister's eyes, Ma Xianhong's face fell, and he quickly tried to clear his name.

"It's good that you know what's going on..."

Qu Tong didn't say anything more, reminded Ma Xianhong to rest more, and then left.

-

Suitable for the night.

On the road to the outpost.

Ma Xianhong sneaked out, intending to check out the location featured in the news.

Ma Xianhong knew it was a trap, but the thought of his own vital organs being tortured made him unable to stand idly by.

“Xianhong…didn’t we agree not to do anything stupid, and whoever goes is a dog?” Under the moonlight, Ma Xianhong hadn’t gone far when he saw his sister appear in front of him.

Ma Xianhong: "...Woof woof!"

After calling twice, Ma Xianhong finally said, "Sister, can I go now?"

Ma Xianhong said that he did gain something from his trip to Biyou Village; at least he learned something about Jiang Bailan's shamelessness.

Qu Tong: "..."

Is this still my little brother?

Ma Xianhong's sudden action completely stunned Qu Tong, leaving her frozen in place for a moment.

After a while, Qu Tong finally came to her senses and said to Ma Xianhong, who was about to leave, "Xianhong, don't go. If you really want to take revenge on the company, wouldn't it be more certain for us to wait until we achieve our goal?"

However, in the face of Qu Tong's persuasion, Ma Xianhong simply shook his head, then walked past her and strode away into the distance.

A voice fell as they brushed past each other.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I know it's a trap, but they suffered because of me. Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, I won't abandon them..."

"Also, sister... to be honest... I'm a little disappointed..."

"After all this time, you have no idea what I want. The family I've lost, the memories I've lost—these are indeed important, but for me... the most important thing in life is peace of mind..."

Qu Tong remained silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Xian Hong, if you're going there for the sake of peace of mind, then trust your sister. Your sister can handle everything."

As Qu Tong unleashed her dual-wielding technique, Ma Xianhong immediately felt a splitting headache and collapsed to his knees.

He wanted to refuse, but countless thoughts kept echoing in his mind, telling him not to refuse.

In the end, all thoughts turned into a question.

Why should I believe you?!

-

"Brother Lan, do you think Ma Xianhong will come?" Zhang Chulan asked while roasting a pheasant in the open space of the abandoned bunker.

This is their 14th day here.

Seven days ago, the temporary workers from other regions had already left, leaving only the three of them here.

wrong!

To be precise, it was him and Feng Baobao who were guarding this place.

Jiang Bailan only flies over for a short while at 10 a.m. every day. The rest of the time, he doesn't know where he goes to enjoy himself. Every time he sees the other party turn into golden light and disappear before his eyes, Zhang Chulan's eyes are filled with envy.

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Jiang Bailan was also surprised. According to the original plot, Ma Xianhong, being an honest man, should have arrived long ago.

He hasn't shown up yet, could something have happened?

After thinking about it, Jiang Bailan felt that this was very likely. If he were Qu Tong, he would not have let Ma Xianhong walk into the trap like this.

However, just as he was thinking this, a figure slowly walked towards the entrance ahead.

At this moment, Ma Xianhong was extremely nervous.

His body was even trembling slightly.

What's going on? There are still people here, and why is that bastard Jiang Bailan here?

Looking at the three figures in the distance, Ma Xianhong raised his hand and rubbed his dizzy head. He felt a sharp pain in his head, a pain that felt like it was about to explode.

Ma Xianhong didn't know why either.

According to her sister, she probably hadn't rested well.

However, he didn't care about these trivial matters. After waking up and seeing the news on his phone that the company had used torture on Shang Genqi, he rushed over here immediately.

Unusually, her sister, who had always opposed her contact with the company, only refused briefly this time before agreeing to let her go out.

Ma Xianhong was completely unaware that his memories had been tampered with.

"coming!"

Looking at Ma Xianhong rubbing his head in the distance, Jiang Bailan said something.

"Brother Lan, who's here? Is it Ma Xianhong?"

Zhang Chulan naturally saw someone approaching, but the person's clothes and appearance were nothing like the Old Ma he remembered.

Jiang Bailan did not answer the question.

All he wanted to do now was catch Old Ma as soon as possible and force him to admit his identity.

As for what method to use, that depends on Jiang Bailan's mood...

With her right hand slightly spread, a golden chain flew out from Jiang Bailan's palm, its target Ma Xianhong in the distance.

Ma Xianhong: "???"

Before Ma Xianhong could react, Jiang Bailan pulled him close.

Looking at Ma Xianhong, who had undergone a complete makeover and sported a Super Saiyan hairstyle, Jiang Bailan said with a smile, "Old Ma...you've kept me waiting!"

"Old Ma? Who's Old Ma? I'm just a passerby!"

Looking closely at Jiang Bailan, Ma Xianhong couldn't help but recall the flashing big foot from that night, the feeling of brushing shoulders with death.

Subconsciously, there was a hint of stiffness in his voice.

Although Ma Xianhong didn't know how Jiang Bailan recognized him, he had absolute confidence in his sister's superpower. As long as he gritted his teeth and refused to admit it, Jiang Bailan couldn't do anything to him.

"Brother Lan, this is Lao Ma. Are you sure you haven't mistaken him for someone else?" Zhang Chulan looked at the man in front of him and scratched his face.

Seeing that Ma Xianhong was still stubbornly denying it, Jiang Bailan laughed and said, "You say you're not Old Ma, then tell me your name."

Upon hearing Jiang Bailan's words, Ma Xianhong's mind raced, and he immediately came up with a name that he thought was flawless.

"My name is Hong Xianma!"

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Zhang Chulan: "..."

Feng Baobao: "..."

At this moment, even Zhang Chulan no longer doubted that this guy was definitely Ma Xianhong!

“Come on! Sister Bao’er, let this guy taste your Awei Eighteen Styles,” Jiang Bailan called to Feng Baobao, then turned to Ma Xianhong and said, “It’s okay if you don’t admit it, let me see if your mouth is tough enough, or this guy’s little fists are tougher.”