'The second general entry...'
Zhang Feng saw it, didn't even think, and chose directly.
In an instant.
His physical talents changed again.
[Martial Arts: 1.6]
[Root Bone: 1.7]
'Both are above 1.5 now.'
Zhang Feng clenched his fist,
'While my innate talents in this world are high, I must quickly cultivate Hard Qigong to Great Success.
That way, I can personally experience the insights of reaching Great Success and turn the cultivation technique that the enhancement has given me into something truly my own.
Even if my real self has low martial arts talent compared to the people in other worlds.
I can still practice with twice the result with half the effort.'
Zhang Feng now deeply understands the importance of 'personal experience (experience)'.
Thirty years of practicing martial arts is the best example.
...
At four thirty in the afternoon.
Zhang Feng arrived at the Old Li's Restaurant mentioned by King Snake.
Though it's said to be in the south of the city, it was actually already in the suburbs.
The city's cement road had also turned into a muddy country dirt road.
Plop plop—
Zhang Feng's rain boots stylishly stepped in the mud puddles.
In just a few steps, he crossed the mud in front of the restaurant and arrived at the entrance.
This is a farmhouse-style restaurant.
"Feng Zi bro is here?"
A burly man with a buzz cut saw Zhang Feng and greeted him with a smile.
Zhang Feng recognized this buzz cut.
Whenever deliveries came back, it was always him who opened the warehouse door.
"Why are you here today?"
Zhang Feng took the cigarette handed to him,
"Who's watching the warehouse?"
"No need to worry, Feng Zi bro." The buzz cut lit a cigarette for Zhang Feng. "The goods from last time have all been moved."
"Oh." Zhang Feng nodded, then looked toward the backyard of the restaurant where a car was parked, "Is King Snake in the backyard?"
"Yes." The buzz cut led the way, "King Snake said for me to meet you at the door."
"Do you know why he wants to see me this time?" Zhang Feng asked as he walked, glancing over at him.
"Probably about some side business." The buzz cut lit a cigarette for himself, causing it to bob up and down as he spoke,
"I just saw Shun'er bro and Ah Long bro too, all of us in charge of side businesses.
So I guess, King Snake calling us over should be about this."
"Hmm." Zhang Feng had learned some of the situation after more than a year of contact, "Although King Snake has a lot of brothers, only a few of us know about the side business."
"Right, we're considered close confidants." The buzz cut took a big drag of his cigarette happily, "King Snake once told me, 'Make big money quietly. The fewer people know, the better.'
But he shook his head,
"Besides, if Brother Luo Huo found out, we probably wouldn't be able to handle it."
"That's very true." Zhang Feng came to the edge of the courtyard, "Transporting drugs itself is risky, Brother Luo Huo definitely wouldn't like us also being ostentatious.
Alright, little brother."
Zhang Feng patted his back,
"We're at the door now, let's not talk about this."
"Okay, bro." The buzz cut obediently shut up.
Zhang Feng nodded slightly and was the first to walk into the courtyard.
There were five tables here.
But it was booked for today, only King Snake's table of guests was present.
They were in the innermost part, near the back door on the other side.
"Feng Zi! Over here!" Ah Long stood up to greet Zhang Feng and the buzz cut as they arrived.
"King Snake." Zhang Feng walked to the table and found that King Snake looked no different from a year ago, still looking refined.
"Feng Zhang?" King Snake looked at Zhang Feng, whose appearance had changed considerably, with some surprise.
But fortunately, he had seen recent photos of Zhang Feng.
But as he sniffed, he curious asked, "Why do you smell like herbal medicine?"
A year ago, Zhang Feng was just starting to practice Hard Qigong with herbal baths, so the scent wasn't that noticeable.
But now it was 'marinated'.
Fortunately, the smell wasn't strong and certainly couldn't overcome the smell of smoke.
At most, it just had a unique charm.
"Feng Zi practices martial arts." Shun'er beside him replied, "I don't quite understand, but it involves herbal baths."
"Oh, so it's martial arts training." King Snake nodded as if he understood and then smiled, "I had heard before that Feng Zi is pretty good in a fight, can handle two or three people at once.
Turns out he has martial arts training."
King Snake was talking about Zhang Feng from a year ago.
In the past year, Zhang Feng hadn't had to fight as he was busy driving familiar routes and with familiar contacts, so naturally, King Snake didn't know he had long since improved tremendously.
"Just okay." Zhang Feng nodded, not denying it, "Can handle two or three people."
"Good!" King Snake didn't make anyone try, showing clear trust in his brother, "After we eat, let's head out together to meet 'Little Tiger'."
Little Tiger is the leader of an outlaw gang beyond the border.
Mainly doing highway robbery.
Zhang Feng, often traveling abroad, had naturally heard of him but had never seen him.
Not sure what business they wanted with him.
Luckily, as the dishes gradually arrived, King Snake soon talked about the matter.
"A few days ago, Little Tiger found one of our contacts, asking them to pass a message that he wants to do a deal with me."
King Snake was the first to pick up his chopsticks, grabbing a piece of crispy rabbit meat,
"So I called you over, to meet up and see what kind of business this is."
'It's a new side business.' Zhang Feng quickly understood, realizing it was another 'private meeting', just like a year ago when King Snake met him with Old Oilhead.
Except before it was Shun'er and Ah Long accompanying King Snake to meet him.
But now it was him and King Snake and the others going to meet another group.
"Is Little Tiger one of ours?"
At this time, Shun'er asked the question.
"No." King Snake didn't hide anything from his trusted people, "He's an outsider."
"Got it." Ah Long nodded and said no more.
Nor did they persuade King Snake not to go.
Because regarding new business, King Snake always showed up in person.
In his words, 'Doing real business, how can the main person be reclusive and absent?'
At the same time.
After a few bites of meat, King Snake looked towards Zhang Feng, who had been silently eating the whole time, "I talked to Old Oilhead today, from now on, you'll be working by my side."
...
This meal, everyone refrained from drinking.
At night.
Zhang Feng followed King Snake and the others, boarding an off-road vehicle, heading beyond the border together.
On the road.
Zhang Feng noticed there were three more vehicles following them.
All filled with King Snake's people.
When the car drove for an hour and hit a muddy spot that required getting out to push the car.
Zhang Feng and the ones considered close confidants didn't have to lift a finger, they stood on the roadside, smoking and chatting leisurely.
"Try the gas pedal!" The burly men from the other three vehicles were huffing and puffing as they pushed.
Zhang Feng glanced at the scene a few times, then looked over at Shun'er beside him, "Why are so many people following? Do they know about King Snake's side business too?"
Shun'er didn't respond immediately but first glanced at King Snake in the distance, who was also smoking.
Once he saw that King Snake wasn't paying attention.
He replied, "They don't know about King Snake's side business; when we get there, they'll be stationed outside.
After all, meeting outsiders requires proper security."
"Makes a lot of sense." Zhang Feng nodded, and upon seeing the car finally pushed out, he got in together with Shun'er.
Sitting in the car.
Zhang Feng looked back towards the city.
'I wonder if Old Oilhead has told the captain that I've successfully infiltrated King Snake's inner circle.'
After more than a year, Zhang Feng was now a trusted confidant of King Snake.
Much faster than Old Oilhead.
After all, Old Oilhead was a 'soldier' himself; he certainly couldn't be taken in as a underling by King Snake.
...
The next day.
At ten in the morning.
Outside the border.
The car stopped behind an auto repair plant on the outskirts of a small town.
Zhang Feng looked out the window and saw that this plant had been abandoned for a long time, traces of old shell casings could even be seen on the ground.
On the old walls, besides some damp green moss, there were also marks from bullet shots.
At this moment.
A group of armed men came out of the plant.
Zhang Feng noticed the leader was a medium-height man.
He looked to be in his forties, with quite an ordinary appearance.
If not for the armed men behind him, he would be the type lost in a crowd.
"Little Tiger?"
King Snake rolled down the car window, asking tentatively towards that ordinary middle-aged man.
Shun'er and the others remained vigilant, keeping the engine running for a quick getaway if needed.
"King Snake is here!" The man recognized King Snake at a glance, as if he had seen him before.
"You know me?" King Snake felt something was off.
Little Tiger realized he might have exposed something and quickly smiled, saying, "I just saw you at a glance, King Snake Bro's uniqueness stands out, I asked, and it turns out it's really you!"