[Urban] Urban Special Forces (My Perfect Wives) (Complete) - 40 Chapters

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The matter of being discharged from the hospital was over just like that. Of course, the women all had their own thoughts. On the same day, the "Xiangshui Renjia" hotel, which was run by Wang Xia and Liu Fang, opened. Business was booming. Since it was run by the municipal government, many people who heard about it rushed to "Xiangshui Renjia" to support it on the opening day. Of course, no one knew that the real owner of Xiangshui Renjia was not some so-called government official, but just a bodyguard.

On the same day, in front of the Qin Group headquarters, a van stopped, and nineteen people got out of the van. Although their clothes were all different, their movements were very uniform. As soon as they got out of the van, they lined up in a row. People on the street turned their heads. Just as the leader, "Wolf Two," was about to ask the security guard, a sneaky-looking blond-haired boy ran over and whispered something to "Wolf Two." After hearing what the blond-haired boy said, "Wolf Two" seemed quite surprised, but then his face turned ashen. He turned around and said to the group, "Get in the car."

Although there were doubts on everyone's faces, their years of absolute obedience and discipline meant they unconditionally got into the car without asking any questions. The minivan followed Huang Mao's rather flashy motorcycle, turning left and right before finally stopping in front of a small hospital.

Everyone got out and followed Huang Mao into Zhang Zilong's ward. Just moments before entering, Zhang Zilong and Tang Feifei were talking enthusiastically. "Big Brother!" Wolf Two called out when he saw Zhang Zilong covered in bandages.

"Hey, you're all here?" Zhang Zilong turned around in surprise.

"Boss, what happened to you? Who? Who did you think beat you up like this? I'll wipe out their whole family!" Wolf Two shouted.

"Yes, we must avenge this!"

"Kill their whole family!"

they shouted excitedly.

"Attention!" Zhang Zilong commanded. Upon hearing his command, everyone straightened their legs and stood in a straight line, heads held high.

"Listen to me! We are soldiers. Soldiers have the duty to obey orders and follow discipline. In the army, we obeyed our superiors. Now, here, my words are your orders. From now on, anyone who disagrees can get the hell out of here. I don't want this to happen again. What are we? We are soldiers, not bandits. Do you understand?" Zhang Zilong said, lying on the bed, his face darkening.

"Understood!" everyone shouted.

Since there weren't enough chairs in the room, Tang Feifei didn't invite everyone to sit down. Instead, she poured water for everyone using dozens of disposable cups. Everyone looked at Tang Feifei and involuntarily called her "Sister-in-law.

" "Brother, who did this to you?" Wolf Two wasn't as reckless as before, but asked Zhang Zilong in a low voice.

"An old friend, you've all met him," Zhang Zilong said with a self-deprecating smile.

"We know him? Who is it? Among the people we know, is there anyone who could hurt you? Could it be...?" Wolf Two asked in surprise.

“Stop guessing, it’s him. I sparred with him a couple of days ago. That little devil’s skill level has improved a lot, his methods are incredibly strange. I’m no match for him at all, I only survived by sheer luck,” Zhang Zilong said with a dark smile.

“Damn it, it’s that Tamura bastard again. I’m going to kill him!” Wolf Two clenched his fists.

“How do you kill him? Can you beat him? How can you be so impulsive at your age? Don’t you know how to use your brain? Listen to me, Tamura is in T City right now, but I’m ordering none of you to provoke him. Anyone who dares to act on their own will be in big trouble. I already have a plan. I swear I won’t rest until I kill Tamura this time. But you guys listen to me too. We’re going to have someone take you to a hotel owned by Xiangshui Renjia to work as security guards. That hotel is mine, it just opened. One reason you’ll be working there as security guards is to castrate him.” "First, we need to keep an eye on things, so we don't alert the enemy. We want to catch those Japanese off guard. Second, my hotel has just opened, and this is to prevent any trouble. You all need to stay put; this is our livelihood. Alright, I'm still recovering from my injuries, so I won't say any more. Go now, and I'll have someone take you. Go directly to the manager and tell him I sent you there to work as security guards. Don't say a word more than necessary, whether you know the details or not. Understand?" Zhang Zilong slowly instructed, a plan slowly forming in his mind.

Zhang Zilong called Liu Fang and Wang Xia, explained the situation, and told them he was on a business trip and might not be back for a while, asking them to take good care of his brothers.

Life went on like this. One day, half a month later, when Tang Feifei entered Zhang Zilong's hospital room, she handed him a newspaper.

Zhang Zilong took the newspaper from Tang Feifei with a puzzled look. The headline on the first page read, "United Foreign Trade Company's Goods Robbed, Involving Huge Compensation, Zhu Group Declares Bankruptcy." Zhang Zilong was shocked and quickly finished reading. After reading it, he sneered. "Qin Feng, Qin Feng, you've gone too far!" The newspaper reported that a few days earlier, a ship carrying valuable goods belonging to the United Foreign Trade Company, jointly formed by the Zhu, Qin, and Lin groups, had been robbed on the high seas. Even more perplexing was the insurance contract that the United Foreign Trade Company had signed with the contractor of the cargo—a Japanese company—was... An unprecedented 300 times the original amount. Since the Zhu family held 70% of the total shares in this joint foreign trade company and the Lin family held 50%, both families had to accept huge compensation payments. The Zhu Group held a press conference this morning announcing its dissolution, with all its companies and real estate to be auctioned off to raise funds for compensation. While the Lin Group wasn't bankrupt, it also sold half of its shares. The new president of the Lin Group no longer trusts Lin. In contrast, the Qin family, despite accepting huge compensation payments, remained remarkably quiet, without making any public announcement.

After reading the newspaper, Zhang Zilong could roughly guess what had happened. He had sensed something was wrong when Qin Feng sought cooperation with Zhu Youcai, but hadn't noticed anything amiss then. He found it even stranger when he heard that the Lin family had also joined this so-called joint foreign trade company, but he had forgotten about it later due to work. Now, connecting the whole story, many issues could be explained.
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The news of the Zhu family, one of the four major families in T City, going bankrupt overnight spread like wildfire throughout the city. The next day, even more unimaginable news emerged: the Qin family, along with the Zhu and Lin families, were victims of this compensation scandal. This morning, they held a press conference announcing that the Qin family would purchase all of the Zhu family's businesses and the shares sold by the Lin family. With this, the Zhu and Lin families were effectively defunct, leaving only the Qin and Zhao families among the four major families of T City. After acquiring the Zhu and Lin families, the Qin family's assets far surpassed those of the Zhao family. Of course, Zhang Zilong knew that this Qin family was actually Qin Feng. The people of the Zhu and Lin families now knew that all of this was just a trap, but they had stumbled so badly that the Zhu and Lin families had no chance of recovery.

Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Zhang Zilong knew that the storm had finally begun. T City's economy had been destroyed. Next, the Japanese, along with their henchman Qin Feng, would begin to sweep away the underground forces of T City. Zhang Zilong slowly got out of bed. His injuries had mostly healed. He walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window of the ward, lost in thought. Just then, a car stopped downstairs, and a young man got out and went straight up the stairs to Zhang Zilong's ward. He knocked on the door, interrupting Zhang Zilong's thoughts. Zhang Zilong opened the door and, seeing an unfamiliar young man, cautiously asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is this Mr. Zhang Zilong's ward?" the young man asked.

Zhang Zilong's eyes turned cold. No one except his own people knew he was staying in this hospital room, and this young man was clearly a stranger. Zhang Zilong couldn't help but feel wary. However, since the man had already come to his door, if he were truly an enemy, he would have been dead long ago, lying in his hospital bed. Thinking this, Zhang Zilong relaxed and smiled, saying, "I am Zhang Zilong."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I am the Zhao family's driver. My master requests your presence at the mansion, saying he has important matters to discuss," the young man said.

Zhao Wenhao? Zhang Zilong was secretly suspicious. Before the duel with the Japanese, Zhao Jun had told him that his master wanted to talk to him. It seemed the matter was truly important; otherwise, the master wouldn't have gone to such lengths to find him. Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I'll change my clothes and come over."

Zhang Zilong closed the door, changed out of his hospital gown, and put on a suit that Tang Feifei had bought for him a few days earlier. He took out a piece of paper and wrote a few words on the bed: "Feifei, I have to go out for a bit. Don't worry, there won't be any danger. I'm just meeting an old friend." Then he went downstairs, got into his car, and soon arrived at the Zhao family's villa. Zhang Zilong got out of the car, but strangely, he didn't find Zhao Yazhi and Zhao Jun. When Zhang Zilong pushed open the living room door, he was stunned. There were two elderly people sitting in the living room. One was Zhao Wenhao, and the other was his old superior whom he hadn't seen for two years.

"Old superior, you... what are you doing here?" Zhang Zilong stammered.

"What? Why can't I be here? You impulsive kid, you almost lost your life this time, didn't you? How are you? Are you recovering?" the old superior said with a smile.

Zhang Zilong stared wide-eyed at his old superior in disbelief. He didn't expect that his old superior knew so much about what had happened to him.

"Don't look at me like that. There's rarely anything I can't find out if I want to know it. Don't make such a fuss. I didn't send anyone to follow you. Besides, I know your counter-surveillance skills. Sending someone to follow you would be suicide! You disappeared so suddenly, how could I not be worried? So I had someone investigate," the old commander said with a laugh.

"Look at you, do you think I'm that kind of person? I'm very organized and disciplined. Old commander, what brings you here today?" Zhang Zilong asked, voicing his doubts.

"Me? I'm representing the country, giving you a mission," the old commander's face became unusually serious.

"Me? Didn't I retire?" Zhang Zilong asked, puzzled.

"Stop talking nonsense, let me explain," the old commander pointed to Zhao Wenhao and said to Zhang Zilong, "Do you know him?"

"Yes, Uncle Zhao is very good to me," Zhang Zilong replied bluntly, not understanding the old commander's meaning.

"He's a soldier, just like you, and also a member of the special forces. Ten years ago, just like now, the Japanese infiltrated T City. Due to various reasons, the country couldn't openly crack down on these Japanese, so, as usual, the task of secretly dismantling the underground forces in T City and striking down the Japanese was assigned to Zhao Wenhao, the then-captain of the special forces. I believe you've been in T City for so long, you can't possibly be unaware of what happened there ten years ago, right?" the old commander said slowly.

Although Zhang Zilong had already guessed this outcome, guessing and knowing the truth are two different things. Zhang Zilong sighed inwardly and slowly said, "I've heard some things, I know the general outline."

"Well, knowing the general outline is enough. So, I'm here to announce the country's order to you. The country's current mission for you is to eliminate all Japanese before they cause significant harm to the lives and property of the people of T City. In addition, you must reorganize the current underground and economic forces in T City. The prerequisite for this reorganization is that these must be under your control, and all your actions will be reported to the State Council. Do you understand?" the old commander said in a long sentence.

"Wait a minute... let me understand. You mean you want me to take on the same task Uncle Zhao did ten years ago? But I don't understand. Uncle Zhao has people and guns here. If the country just gives him a little support, the Japanese are no match for him. But I have neither people nor money. How can I fight them? You're using me instead of Uncle Zhao. That doesn't make sense," Zhang Zilong said, shaking his head.

"You're short-handed? If I'm not mistaken, just a couple of days ago, all the members of your Falcon Squad reported to you in T City. Still no one? Without full weaponry, unless it's a large-scale, direct war, would your fighting strength be less than a regiment's? The other issue is easily explained: T City is China's window to the outside world and its economic center. It's China's largest city, one of the four centrally administered municipalities. It's the economic, financial, trade, and shipping center of mainland China. T City has created and broken numerous world and Chinese records recognized by the China World Records Association. Located at the mouth of the Yangtze River in the middle of my country's mainland coastline, T City boasts China's largest industrial base and largest foreign trade port. Over 20 million people live and work in the T City area. T City is also an emerging tourist destination with a rich modern urban culture and numerous historical sites. Today, T City has developed into an international metropolis and is committed to becoming an international financial and shipping center. Therefore, T City is the preferred location for various countries to infiltrate China. Among these countries, Japan is the most adept at infiltrating China." As you know, Japan is an island nation with limited domestic resources and labor. Therefore, it has been eyeing China covetously for many years, and its infiltration of T City has never ceased. Because T City is frequently infiltrated by Japan, and as you know, to infiltrate a city, the first targets are not the business world or government, but the underworld. This is because the business world and government can never match the extensive control of the underworld. They cannot infiltrate our military, so the underworld is their first choice. Because of this situation, the government has always turned a blind eye to the underworld in T City, and even secretly intends to help it grow stronger. This is why the underworld in T City is so blatant, yet the government has never been angry. However, as you know, strength fades with time, especially in the underworld. Once an underworld force exists for too long, it will become uncontrollable. The existence of an uncontrollable underworld force is definitely not what the government wants to see. Therefore, every time the Japanese infiltrate, the government takes the opportunity to reorganize the underworld forces. Do you still have any questions now?” The old leader said a long and detailed explanation.

“I understand, but I have one last question. What if I really control the economy and underworld of T City, as you say? What if I don’t follow the rules of the country? Do you really trust me that much?” Zhang Zilong asked.

“That’s easier to solve. First, because you’ve done so much for the country over the years, the country knows your loyalty. Second, if you really don’t follow the rules, the country will have no choice but to eliminate you and find someone else to replace you. You need to know that on this land of China, no force is a match for you,” Old Zhang said meaningfully, as if he were warning Zhang Zilong.

“Alright, alright, I understand. Tell me, what should I do?” Zhang Zilong said with a smile.

"It's simple: control the underground forces and the economy. That's the result the country wants. As for how to do it, that's your problem. As long as you don't cause irreparable damage, I believe the country will clean up your mess. Here are two identities: one is a special advisor to the National Security Bureau, and the other is a special advisor to the China Economic Research Institute. The former will allow you to move freely in the legitimate world of T City, and you can even command the police to your advantage. As for the latter, you can borrow up to 5 billion yuan from banks, and you can also demand that T City officials introduce relevant policies for you. As for other specific issues, you can submit a report to me, and I will approve it. Also, once your mission is completed, the country will restore your military rank. Take Zhao Wenhao, for example. Because you succeeded him, his mission was completed. The country has restored his military rank and promoted him several ranks. He's a colonel now, and with a little more effort, he'll be a general. You better work hard, kid. I put a lot of effort into getting this opportunity for you. Make the most of it," the old leader said meaningfully.
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“This sounds pretty good,” Zhang Zilong thought to himself, but he didn’t show any joy on his face. Instead, he said to the old commander with a bitter face, “Old commander, you know, if you asked me to go and storm the White House, I would never say a word. But this mission is really difficult for me. You know, I am a soldier, not a hoodlum. You want me, a dignified and passionate soldier, to do this? I really can’t accept it. Besides, you know, my parents are people with some status in T City. If I go and do it, I don’t know how others will view my parents. I believe my parents will definitely not recognize me as their son. And also…”

"Alright, alright, you little rascal, you've learned to play the victim now. I know your dad; he stepped down because of this. Your father's a good comrade. Once this matter is cleared up, let him become the municipal party secretary. You little rascal, I know what you're up to. Alright, enough said. I'll grant you one more request. Tell me, what is it?" The old commander glared at Zhang Zilong.

"Look at what you're saying. Serving the country is what we're all good at. How could I have any requests? I haven't thought of this request yet. You can owe me one. I'll come back to you when I've thought it through," Zhang Zilong said with a righteous expression.

After leaving the house, Zhang Zilong carefully considered these matters. Now that he had these identities, everything would be much easier. The only problem now was how to deal with Tian Cun. To be honest, the strength Tian Cun displayed last time really shocked Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong returned to the hospital and called Tang Feifei.

"Feifei, is the underworld peaceful lately?" Zhang Zilong asked.

"Last night, Tiger raided two of their territories. The other party claimed to be from the Qin family, but someone saw them using firearms," Tang Feifei said with a serious expression.

"Oh, it seems we should let Qin Feng cause trouble. Hehe, Feifei, these next few days, disband your men and close all your territories. Don't come out. Have your underlings recruit more men in secret. Only come out when I call you out," Zhang Zilong said after thinking for a while.

"Hide? Why?" Tang Feifei asked, puzzled.

"Don't ask. I can't tell you the specifics. Just trust me. If you're still in this public eye, you'll be wiped out in less than a week. You don't need to be cannon fodder. Trust me," Zhang Zilong said, looking at Tang Feifei. Actually, he knew that the government was ordering a reshuffling of the underworld in T City. Zhang Zilong had to wait until the Japanese and Qin Feng had completely dismantled these underworld forces before he could act. But this was a state secret, and he couldn't tell Tang Feifei directly.

Just then, several people appeared outside Zhang Zilong's hospital room. Yes, it was none other than A Biao and Qin Cai. A Biao had sent people to search every hospital and clinic, and his efforts paid off. Just now, someone had spotted Zhang Zilong in this small hospital, and Qin Cai and A Biao arrived immediately.

Seeing Zhang Zilong, Qin Cai couldn't help but burst into tears, completely ignoring Tang Feifei beside him. She threw herself into Zhang Zilong's arms and cried loudly. After a long while, she noticed Tang Feifei standing to the side, and shyly nodded to her, saying, "Hello, I am Zilong's fiancée, Qin Cai," and extended her hand to Tang Feifei.

Tang Feifei extended her hand and shook hands with Qin Cai. Compared to Qin Cai's introduction, Tang Feifei's introduction was far too brief. Tang Feifei said expressionlessly, "Tang Feifei." In truth, the moment Qin Cai threw herself into Zhang Zilong's arms, Tang Feifei felt a pang of sorrow, but her usual personality prevented her from maintaining a blank expression.

"Cai'er, Feifei saved my life this time. Without Feifei, I'm afraid I would have died long ago," Zhang Zilong said, embracing Qin Cai.

Hearing this, Qin Cai was startled and quickly stood up, excitedly saying to Tang Feifei, "Miss Feifei, we won't thank you enough. We'll remember your life-saving grace."

"I saved him not out of gratitude, but simply because we're friends. Alright, you two talk. I'll go out now," Tang Feifei said, turning and leaving coldly.

“Cai’er, don’t mind her. Feifei is just like that; she’s cold to everyone. Actually, she’s a very nice person,” Zhang Zilong quickly defended Tang Feifei. He also felt that Tang Feifei’s attitude just now was indeed not very good.

Hearing Zhang Zilong calling Tang Feifei “Feifei” so affectionately, Qin Cai felt a pang of discomfort. From a woman’s intuition, she could tell from the first moment she entered that the relationship between Zhang Zilong and Tang Feifei was definitely not ordinary. However, she was a smart and gentle woman. She knew that there were many things that were better left unknown than known. So she pretended not to know and smiled as she took Zhang Zilong’s hand, saying, “How could I blame her? She’s our savior. Zilong, can you tell me what has happened to you these past few days?”

“Nothing much. I just ran into an old rival. During the competition, I was outmatched and almost died at his hands. Feifei saved me. It’s that simple.” Zhang Zilong kept many things from her. He knew that some things were unnecessary for a woman to know.

"What? Who is it? Why didn't you tell us? Are you alright now?" Qin Cai was shocked and quickly examined Zhang Zilong to see where he was injured.

"It's nothing, I'm all better now. Look at me, I'm full of energy. I'm not bragging, but I could easily do it five times a night now. How about we try it tonight?" Zhang Zilong started teasing Qin Cai to distract her.

"You rascal, talking nonsense! There are people here!" Qin Cai blushed as Zhang Zilong spoke, cautiously glancing at A Biao and the others standing by the door. Fortunately, A Biao was still standing there like a gatekeeper, clearly not having heard what they were saying.

"How is that nonsense? Think about how long it's been since we did it, more than half a month, right? Cai'er, do you know how I've been these past two weeks? Every night I've been thinking about you like crazy, my little brother is so hard..." Zhang Zilong continued shamelessly.

"Oh, stop talking, I won't listen. You're really a bad person. Fine, I'll do whatever you want tonight, please stop now!" Qin Cai, not as thick-skinned as Zhang Zilong, quickly begged for mercy and made a promise for tonight's "war."

"My wife is the best, only my wife cares about me," Zhang Zilong chuckled, his fingers secretly rubbing Qin Cai's breasts.

"Zilong, stop fooling around. A lot has happened in T City recently. Without you here, I don't know how to deal with it. Do you know, the Lin family of Zhujiahe has fallen, fallen at Qin Feng's hands. In my opinion, it's all a conspiracy between Qin Feng and the Japanese," Qin Cai said.

Hearing this, Zhang Zilong's eyes became very firm, and he said calmly, "Is that so? I've heard. I ask you, after the incident, did Qin Feng ask your group for money to compensate or to acquire the Lin family's businesses in Zhujiahe?"

"No, getting money requires board approval, and Qin Feng hasn't come to the group for money since the incident. That's why I'm certain it's all a conspiracy between Qin Feng and the Japanese," Qin Cai said confidently, her face showing obvious anxiety.

"Hehe, he's courting death, Cai'er, don't worry. The Japanese and Qin Feng can't turn the tide. Don't be afraid of anything, because I'm here," Zhang Zilong comforted Qin Cai, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Yes, I know, Zilong, what do you think I should do? I'm completely at a loss. If Qin Feng really joins forces with the Japanese, I have no chance against him. The financial power they've displayed this time is terrifying; they can actually swallow up all the companies and stocks that the Zhu and Lin families gave up," Qin Cai said worriedly.

“What’s the big deal? They have the Japanese government backing them. They can afford to pay even more. Besides, in my opinion, that damn Japanese company that placed the order is actually one of them. They paid for the acquisition, and in the end, they’ll have to pay that money back to them. They’ve gained two huge corporations for nothing. Cai’er, what you should do right now is find me a place to stay. I don’t want to stay in this damn hospital for another day. Due to some reasons, my whereabouts and whereabouts can’t be known to outsiders, so this matter must be kept secret,” Zhang Zilong said firmly.

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“I know. Perfect timing, Zilong. The group has a villa in the suburbs, which was allocated to the group’s general manager. I just thought it was too far, and it’s not safe for a woman like me to commute alone, so I didn’t live there. Now I can go there to live. Everything is provided. I can just move in,” Qin Cai said after thinking for a while.

"Alright, this place probably isn't very secluded anymore. Let's go there now." Zhang Zilong looked around. There had indeed been more people looking for him these past few days. If someone was determined to find his whereabouts, this place really wasn't very safe. With that, he got out of the car and followed Qin Cai to the villa in the suburbs. Villa areas are usually located in less populated areas. This is because the wealthy residents have special psychological requirements; they want to be different from ordinary people. Also, villa areas require a lot of land, and it's very difficult to find such a place in the city center. But this just met Zhang Zilong's needs. The effect he wanted now was to make Tiancun and Qin Feng think he was dead. When the time was right, Zhang Zilong would appear in front of them without hesitation and catch them off guard. However, Zhang Zilong hadn't thought of a way to deal with this old monster, Tiancun.

The villa was indeed a villa, three stories high and very spacious. The interior was luxuriously decorated, fully furnished with all kinds of furniture and appliances. Zhang Zilong had been thoroughly fed up with the smell of formaldehyde in the hospital these past few days, so he didn't bother with it anymore. He just found a bed and lay down. Qin Cai went back to get some clothes; since Zhang Zilong was sleeping there, how could she not?

Just as Zhang Zilong was half asleep, he seemed to hear the sound of running water. He opened his eyes and found himself in bed wearing his pajamas. Zhang Zilong smiled, thinking that Qin Cai must have changed him, and felt a warm glow in his heart. After getting up, Zhang Zilong followed the sound of running water to the bathroom door. It was already dark. Zhang Zilong cursed himself for sleeping so long. Thinking of Qin Cai's breathtaking body, Zhang Zilong couldn't help but swallow. He pushed open the door and saw Qin Cai washing herself with her back to him. Her smooth skin made Zhang Zilong's nose bleed. Zhang Zilong walked over and, ignoring Qin Cai's wet body, hugged her directly. He reached behind her and grabbed her breasts, kneading them incessantly.

"Ah!" Qin Cai cried out in surprise, caught off guard by the sudden attack. She then felt Zhang Zilong's familiar scent and couldn't help but become intoxicated by his experienced caresses. Her body grew weaker and weaker, her upper body collapsing completely onto Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong gently kissed Qin Cai's earlobe, his hot breath washing over her ear. Qin Cai felt her legs growing weaker, and what embarrassed her even more was the continuous flow of fluid from her lower body. Qin Cai didn't know if it was water from the showerhead or some other liquid. She no longer cared about such things. Her breasts grew increasingly red, and Qin Cai bit her lip, welcoming Zhang Zilong's wave after wave of teasing. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she turned around, wrapped her arms around Zhang Zilong's head, and pressed it against her breasts. She had been hanging on Zhang Zilong for a long time, rubbing against his erect penis. Finally, Qin Cai couldn't bear it any longer and said to Zhang Zilong, "Zilong, I can't take it anymore, come in, take me."

Zhang Zilong, who had received the order, didn't hesitate. He quickly disarmed himself and went straight for the target. That night, the two of them fought, from the bathroom to the living room to the bedroom, from the sofa to the floor. Finally, exhausted, they collapsed on the bed. Zhang Zilong's desire, which had been suppressed for half a month, was released to its fullest extent that night. Although Tang Feifei had accompanied him in the hospital, the two of them could only touch each other physically. After suffering such a serious injury, it would be impossible for Zhang Zilong to do such physically demanding work again unless he wanted to become disabled. The two of them, who had been completely liberated in body and mind, fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Zhang Zilong got up early. Qin Cai, exhausted from the previous night, was still asleep. Zhang Zilong went to the wardrobe, took out a set of sportswear that Qin Cai had brought him the day before, put it on, wrapped a handkerchief around his body, and went out. After the battle with Tamura, Zhang Zilong truly felt his physical strength decline. He used to train every day in the army, but now, after half a year without training, Zhang Zilong truly felt his physical weakness, and his bones also showed some signs of aging. Although Zhang Zilong knew that the reason for his defeat last time was not that his martial arts had deteriorated, but that the kung fu that monster Tamura practiced was simply too abnormal, on the battlefield, every extra bit of physical strength meant a greater chance of survival. Since waking up in the hospital, Zhang Zilong had this plan to start training again in his mind, but he had been in bed all this time and had no opportunity to begin.

The villa was located in a high-end villa community with excellent landscaping and recreational areas, almost comparable to a park. Zhang Zilong was very satisfied with the place. He ran around the community for more than twenty rounds, and then began to sweat. He then did two hundred pull-ups on a horizontal bar, finally feeling that his physical strength was nearing exhaustion. Disappointed, Zhang Zilong had to find a place to sit down. Right in front of the stone bench where Zhang Zilong sat, an old man was wearing a training uniform and practicing a kind of kung fu with meticulous precision. Looking at the unhurried yet ever-changing postures, Zhang Zilong guessed that this was the so-called Tai Chi. Zhang Zilong watched the old man practice with great interest. He saw that the old man's seemingly effortless movements contained the truth of being able to defend and attack at will, and the soft movements particularly embodied the principle of responding to all changes with constancy. Zhang Zilong was immediately captivated by this kung fu and watched the old man's punches and kicks with great attention.

After calmly and leisurely completing his set of movements, the old man approached Zhang Zilong with a smile. He had actually noticed Zhang Zilong secretly watching him practice, but he pretended not to. The old man was a martial arts master, or rather, a martial arts fanatic. In his youth, he had run a martial arts school, dedicating his life to the art. However, in this day and age, few people believed in martial arts anymore. In the end, even his promise to teach for free yielded no results. The old man, who had devoted himself to promoting Chinese martial arts, was disheartened by this. Finally, he heeded his son's advice and moved into his son's villa to enjoy a peaceful old age. Practicing martial arts every morning remained his daily ritual, but no one ever paid him any attention. Today, someone was watching him so intently, which made the old man very happy. In his joy, he pretended not to see Zhang Zilong to test whether Zhang Zilong was truly interested in martial arts. From Zhang Zilong's unwavering focus, the old man received a positive answer.

"Young man, judging by your physique, you must have trained," the old man said with a smile as he sat down next to Zhang Zilong without any hesitation.

"Senior has a good eye. I have trained; I used to be a soldier," Zhang Zilong replied, half-jokingly.

"Oh? A soldier? No wonder you're in such good shape. It's just a pity," the old man shook his head after hearing this.

This confused Zhang Zilong. Why did the soldier shake his head as soon as he heard he was a soldier? Zhang Zilong cautiously asked, "May I ask what you regret, senior?" "

I know the training in the army. It's all for physical training. They train soldiers like athletes. It's a pity that Chinese martial arts aren't valued. If the army treated Chinese martial arts as

a subject, I guarantee you soldiers would not only be much stronger physically, but your willpower and mental discipline would be far superior," the old man said regretfully.

"Chinese martial arts?" Zhang Zilong said noncommittally, "Aren't the military boxing we practice in the army part of Chinese martial arts?"

[200] The End!
The old man shook his head and slowly said, "Actually, it's not just you. There aren't many people in society who truly understand the term 'Chinese martial arts' anymore. You're a generation that grew up eating KFC; Chinese martial arts are simply a fantasy to you. You'd rather believe in Spider-Man from American movies than believe in the existence of real Chinese martial arts. Alas, it's a tragedy for the Chinese nation! Since you, young man, want to know, then today I'll give you a detailed introduction to the essence of our five thousand years of Chinese culture." The old man said with a regretful expression. He paused, then began with admiration, "Chinese martial arts broadly refers to the integration of social philosophy, traditional Chinese medicine, ethics, military strategy, aesthetics, and qigong into the daily lives of the Chinese people." Integrating various traditional cultural ideas and concepts, Chinese martial arts emphasize both internal and external cultivation. These include holistic views, the concept of Yin and Yang, theories of form and spirit, theories of Qi, the theory of movement and stillness, and the theory of hardness and softness. This has gradually formed a unique martial arts cultural system with distinctive national characteristics. Chinese martial arts emphasize both physical form and spiritual expression. This holistic view of internal and external unity is a major characteristic of Chinese martial arts. "Internal" refers to mental activities such as the mind, spirit, and intention, and the overall circulation of Qi; "external" refers to physical activities such as hand, eye, body, and footwork. Internal and external, form and spirit, are interconnected and unified. For example, the Five Animal Exercises are a wondrous skill that imitates five animals: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and bird. Its essence is: "External movement and internal stillness, seeking stillness within movement, combining movement and stillness, having both hardness and softness, combining hardness and softness, cultivating both internal and external aspects, and practicing both internal and external aspects simultaneously." "Martial arts have a long history in my country, originating from the productive labor of our ancient ancestors. In their hunting activities, people gradually accumulated skills in chopping, slashing, and stabbing. These primitive forms of offensive and defensive skills were rudimentary, not yet outside the realm of productive skills, but they formed the foundation of martial arts techniques. During the clan commune era, frequent tribal wars led to the continuous summarization of battlefield combat experience. Successful strikes, thrusts, punches, and kicks were imitated, taught, and practiced, gradually forming martial arts. Martial arts, as an independent socio-cultural phenomenon, emerged synchronously with the development of Chinese civilization. During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, 'martial dances' appeared, used to train soldiers and boost morale. The Zhou dynasty established 'orders' (序),..." "Schools also included archery and swordsmanship in their curriculum. During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, the various states vied for supremacy, and all placed great emphasis on the application of technology on the battlefield. Duke Huan of Qi held the 'Wrestling Trials' twice a year to select heroes from across the land. Since the Qin and Han dynasties, wrestling and swordsmanship have been popular. With the custom of 'dance during banquets,' dances involving weapons often occurred during moments of revelry and drinking. For example, the 'Hongmen Banquet' recorded in the *Records of the Grand Historian*, where 'Xiang Zhuang danced with his sword, his intention being to kill Liu Bang,' reflects this form. In addition, there were 'knife dances' and 'strength dances,' which, while entertaining, were technically closer to today's routines. Of course, the most famous martial art is Shaolin martial arts, which I'm sure you've seen on television," the old man finished in one breath.

Zhang Zilong was astonished; he hadn't realized that Chinese martial arts actually existed. Recalling the Tai Chi the old man had just performed, Zhang Zilong became very interested and hurriedly asked, "Senior, was that Tai Chi you just practiced? It belongs to Chinese martial arts, right?"

The old man nodded and said, "That's right. Tai Chi has a long history in China. It originated from the spear techniques and long-handled broadsword techniques of ancient cavalry. Its basic usage is: opening, closing, and releasing. It is used while walking on stilts to wield long spears and long-handled broadswords. Tai Chi begins with Wuji (the primordial state of nothingness), which divides into Yin and Yang. From Yin and Yang, the Three Powers (Heaven, Earth, and Man) emerge, and from the Three Powers, the Four Symbols appear, evolving into the Eight Trigrams. Based on the Yin-Yang principles of the 'I Ching,' the meridian theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Taoist guiding and breathing techniques, it comprehensively created a set of martial arts with Yin-Yang properties, conforming to the human body structure and the laws of nature. The ancients called it 'Tai Chi.'"

"Senior, could you please give me a detailed introduction to Tai Chi? I'm very interested," Zhang Zilong hurriedly asked.

"Young man, these days not many young people are interested in this. Since you're interested, let me, the old man, tell you all about Tai Chi. Tai Chi is a martial art. Its characteristics are: 'overcoming hardness with softness, waiting for movement with stillness, transforming straightness with roundness, defeating the large with the small, and overcoming the strong with the weak.' Tai Chi is unique in its combat techniques, with distinct characteristics. It requires using stillness to control movement, using softness to overcome hardness, avoiding the strong and attacking the weak, borrowing force to generate force, and advocating that everything should proceed from objective reality, adapting to the opponent's movements is flexible, while relying solely on oneself is stagnant. Therefore, Tai Chi particularly emphasizes 'listening to the opponent's energy,' which means accurately sensing and judging the opponent's attack in order to react. Before the opponent makes a move, one should not rush in, but can first use techniques to induce the opponent, testing their strength and weakness, a technique called 'leading the hand.' Once the opponent..." Initiating a strike requires swift preemption; "the opponent moves, you move first," and "the one who strikes later arrives first," drawing the opponent in, causing them to lose balance and miss, or dispersing and diverting their force, seizing the opportunity to launch a full-scale counterattack. This principle of Tai Chi Chuan combat is embodied in push-hands training and the essentials of the forms, not only training physical qualities such as reaction ability, strength, and speed, but also playing a vital role in offensive and defensive combat training. Tai Chi Chuan combat techniques all follow the principles of Yin and Yang, with "leading, neutralizing, combining, and releasing" as the main combat process. In combat, one senses the magnitude and direction of the opponent's incoming force through listening to their energy, "following their momentum and changing their path," neutralizing the incoming force, and then using that force to launch a counterattack. The old man spoke with great enthusiasm about martial arts, introducing each technique to Zhang Zilong one by one.

Zhang Zilong had already formed an idea when he watched the old man practice his boxing. Now, hearing the old man mention waiting for the opponent to move, he became even more certain of his thoughts. In fact, Zhang Zilong had been thinking about Tamura's strange kung fu all these days, but he had to admit that he was no match for Tamura. Seeing this Tai Chi today, a glimmer of hope rose in Zhang Zilong's heart. "That's right, he moves first, so I'll use stillness to control movement." Zhang Zilong thought to himself, "I refuse to believe that my five thousand years of Chinese martial arts are no match for a third-rate Japanese. I'll just take a gamble." Having made up his mind, Zhang Zilong solemnly stood up, knelt down in front of the old man, and said, "Senior, please accept me as your disciple. I want to learn Tai Chi from you." Actually, Zhang Zilong learned this way of becoming a disciple from television and novels.

The old man was overjoyed at Zhang Zilong's posture and said "Good!" four times before helping him up. He said, "Child, in all my years of teaching martial arts, you are the first child who is so sincere about it. Just for you calling me 'Master,' I will definitely teach you well. But before I teach you, you must first listen to the tenets of Chinese martial arts. Our ancestors established the rules when they created Chinese martial arts: martial arts are for strengthening the body and improving health, not for fighting or killing people. They are only used to defend the country when necessary. You are not allowed to use Chinese martial arts for anything immoral. Do you understand?"

Zhang Zilong thought to himself, "Fighting the Japanese devils is certainly considered defending the country." He immediately nodded and said, "I will definitely remember Master's teachings."

"Alright, now I'll tell you about Tai Chi. Actually, learning Tai Chi is very simple. There are tons of people practicing Tai Chi in parks every day, but their style is different from mine. Mine is called Chen-style Tai Chi, while theirs is just a modified version of the latter, a health-preserving style. Kid, watch me and practice with me. We'll start with the starting stance. First step, step out with your left foot, then raise both arms forward and bend your knees to squat down. Yes, that's it. Good, not bad, you're quite quick to learn. Now for the first move, called 'White Crane Spreads Wings'..." The old man began to teach Zhang Zilong diligently, and Zhang Zilong learned attentively.

After finishing his morning Tai Chi practice, Zhang Zilong said goodbye to the old man and made an appointment to come back every day to practice. Wiping his sweat, Zhang Zilong returned home. As soon as he entered, he smelled a delicious aroma. Qin Cai was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

"Cai'er, aren't you going to work today?" Zhang Zilong asked.

"I'm not going, I've already taken the day off. You've just recovered, I want to make you something nice to nourish your body," Qin Cai said with a smile.

"Do I need nourishment? You saw how strong I was last night, do you think I need any more nourishment?" Zhang Zilong said with a grin.

"I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore, breakfast is ready. You're all sweaty, go take a shower and come eat breakfast," Qin Cai blushed as she recalled the absurdity of last night and hurriedly urged Zhang Zilong to take a shower.

Zhang Zilong felt great seeing Qin Cai's shy appearance. He took a comfortable shower in the bathroom and then sat down at the table to eat breakfast.

"It's good that you exercise in the morning, but don't overdo it. After all, you've just recovered, don't overdo it," Qin Cai said seriously to Zhang Zilong.

"It's okay, I recognized an old man as my teacher this morning, and he promised to teach me Tai Chi every day from now on," Zhang Zilong said with a chuckle.

"Tai Chi? It seems quite a few elderly people practice this. Zilong, I just heard A-Biao's report. A gang in the Qitian Alliance was wiped out last night, supposedly by Qin Feng," Qin Cai said, frowning.

"Oh, let him do what he wants. Don't worry about these things. This needs time to adjust. Let's wait another half month. That will be his death day. Cai'er, go tell A-Biao that starting today, all our underlings are to go home and not go out. All venues are closed. Have people secretly start recruiting to prepare for the counterattack in half a month," Zhang Zilong said, calculating the time in his mind.

"Huh? Close everything?" Qin Cai looked at Zhang Zilong in disbelief.

"Yes, close everything. You have to trust me, understand?" Zhang Zilong gave Qin Cai a firm look.

"Okay, I'll call A-Biao later," Qin Cai said. Although she found this decision strange, she still trusted her man.

"Also, have someone reliable do something for me. Remember, it has to be someone reliable," Zhang Zilong said, pulling an identification document from the pocket of the shirt he'd worn the day before and handing it to Qin Cai. "Have someone go to Beijing, to the Ministry of Commerce, and show this to their minister. Tell him that Qin Feng of the United Foreign Trade Company in T City is suspected of serious violations of business regulations. Have them temporarily shut down the company and freeze all bank assets related to the company and Qin Feng himself. That's all."

Qin Cai stared blankly at the identification document in her hand, which bore the inscription "Special Advisor to the State Security Bureau of China." She knew perfectly well what "Special Advisor to the State Security Bureau of China" meant. As she looked at Zhang Zilong with puzzled eyes, ready to ask what was going on, he shook his head at her.

Qin Cai smiled and said, "I know, I'll arrange for someone to handle this personally later." She could tell from Zhang Zilong's expression that he couldn't talk about these things, so she didn't ask. In her heart, Zhang Zilong's identity didn't matter; as long as he was still her lover and fiancé, that was enough.

In the following days, Zhang Zilong truly acted like someone with nothing to do, focusing intently on practicing Tai Chi with the old man, and doing so with great seriousness. Many things had happened in the past two weeks, including the complete annihilation of all the Qi Tian Alliance branches except for Tang Feifei's, and the Zhao family's overnight dissolution. Whether they were eliminated by others or dissolved voluntarily was unknown. Of course, Zhang Zilong certainly knew what had happened. Therefore, now, apart from Tang Feifei and Qin Cai's hidden subordinates, the rest of the T City underworld had fallen into Qin Feng's hands.

"Zilong, I've got news!" Qin Cai walked in excitedly and said to Zhang Zilong, "Just heard that the Ministry of Commerce has shut down the United Foreign Trade Company and frozen all of Qin Feng's assets." "Oh, hehe, the time has come. Qin Cai, go to the Xiangshui Renjia Hotel yourself, find any security guard, and tell them Zhang Zilong is looking for them. Have them all come with you here. There are about twenty of them. Send a large car." Zhang Zilong laughed heartily, and Qin Cai left excitedly.

Zhang Zilong didn't listen for a moment and picked up the phone again to call A Biao: "A Biao, have you found the place I asked you to find?"

"Boss, I found it. I personally led men to guard it. This is one of Qin Feng's old hideouts. There are about five hundred people here, and from my observation, they might have firearms," A Biao said. In fact, half a month ago, Zhang Zilong secretly sent A Biao to find Qin Feng's whereabouts.

"Are the Japanese there?" Zhang Zilong asked again.

"I don't know about that, I haven't seen any Japanese coming or going," A Biao said awkwardly.

"Alright, it's nothing. You keep an eye on things, call me immediately if there's any movement," Zhang Zilong said and hung up.

Guns? Hmph, Zhang Zilong chuckled and picked up the phone to dial another number: "Old Chief, it's me, Zilong. I just got word that the other side has very powerful weapons, not only light weapons but also some very powerful heavy weapons. Old Chief, I can't send my men to their deaths. What? Oh, okay, just get me a few truckloads of the actual combat equipment from the army. The location is Room 1, XX Villa Complex, T City. Yes, the sooner the better. Ah? Half an hour? Okay, okay, Old Chief, you really care about me. Okay, okay, goodbye."

Zhang Zilong carefully considered whether he had forgotten anything. Twenty against five hundred, although only a small portion of the enemy had firearms, Zhang Zilong still didn't want his brothers to take such a big risk. So he got dressed, took his National Security Bureau ID, and went to the police station.

Three hours later, twenty men stood in a line in front of Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong walked over to each of them, looked them over, and finally stood in front of them, saying, "We've all been brothers for many years, so I won't say much more. This is another mission given to us by the country. After we complete this mission, you can all enjoy life with me in T City. In ten or twenty years, we can go back to the army. This is a promise my old commander personally made to me. Let me make this clear: before, you were all soldiers, so I didn't ask for your opinions. But now you're all no longer in those olive green uniforms. I'll ask you all first: although this battle isn't as brutal as before, it's still life-threatening. If you don't want to go, raise your hand. I won't blame you. Is there anyone who doesn't want to go?" Zhang Zilong asked, looking at the crowd.

Just as Zhang Zilong had expected, no one objected. Zhang Zilong happily said, "Good, as expected of our Falcon Squad! Everyone, rest first. We'll set off promptly at 7 PM tonight. There are three truckloads of weapons in the garage of this villa; you can all go and have some fun. But let me make this clear: there are heavy weapons inside. If anyone accidentally blows up this house, don't blame me for making you pay!" Zhang Zilong was in a great mood and made a joke. Seeing the weapons to play with, everyone excitedly ran towards the garage.

Without stopping for a moment, Zhang Zilong took out a piece of paper and wrote on it: "Tamura-kun, thanks to you, I'm alive again. If you Japanese devils really have the guts, come alone to the place where we had our final battle last time and wait for me. Let me tell you, I'm alone too. Do you dare? If you dare, wait for me there at 7 PM tonight." Then he beckoned to someone and told him to find someone in Qin Feng's territory and deliver this letter to Qin Feng.

In truth, Zhang Zilong genuinely wanted to fight Tamura. It wasn't some laughable act of revenge; Zhang Zilong had no choice. Tamura's uncanny agility was undeniable. If he didn't defeat or lure Tamura away, tonight's plan would fail. Furthermore, Zhang Zilong didn't want to see his brothers harmed. Therefore, he decided to fight Tamura. Of course, Zhang Zilong wasn't worried about Tamura not returning. He believed he would. First, because Tamura was a foolish Japanese man, and few Japanese would fall for such a provocation. That's just how naive the Japanese are. Second, Tamura had witnessed Zhang Zilong's death, so he would definitely return to see if it was true.

At 6:30, Zhang Zilong looked at the twenty brothers and A Biao standing in front of him, a total of twenty-one people, and slowly said, "Now start checking your watches, five, four, three, two, one, okay, 6:30. Now go down and get your weapons, choose the ones you're best at. Of course, it's best not to bring heavy weapons, don't make too much of a fuss. Depart at 6:40 sharp, and start the attack at 7:10 sharp. Remember, the police will be here at 7:15. The police are our helpers, don't shoot at the police, otherwise I won't be able to explain myself, understand?"

"Understood," the men replied solemnly.

"Good, remember, I want Qin Feng alive. Now start the operation, move out!" At Zhang Zilong's command, the men rushed into the garage, each grabbing their best weapons, got into their cars, and drove away under the cover of night. Zhang Zilong slowly lit a cigarette, got into Qin Cai's Audi, and headed towards the grove of trees from last time. In the car, Zhang Zilong slowly muttered, "Success or failure, it all comes down to this."

Under the moonlight, Zhang Zilong got out of the car outside the grove. With a different mindset than before, he arrived at the same spot, quietly smoking. Before he finished the cigarette, he felt a gust of wind. Zhang Zilong knew that Tamura had arrived. He slowly threw away the cigarette and smiled at Tamura, who was coming downstairs in front of him, saying, "Elder Tamura, are you surprised that I'm not dead?"

"I don't know how you survived, but it's all the same to me, because today I absolutely will not let you live again," Tamura said, clearly exasperated to see Zhang Zilong alive. "

Haha, there's a Chinese saying, 'One wrong move, and the whole game is lost.' I don't know if you've heard of it, but it doesn't matter. After today, I think you'll understand. It's a pity I didn't expect you to come alone today. It seems you have no hope of surviving," Zhang Zilong said coldly.

"Hmph, young man, you're too arrogant. I can kill you once, and I can kill you again. Before me, you have no chance to fight back," Tamura laughed loudly.

"I admit, you're very strong, but sometimes you need to understand that you should never underestimate your opponent," Zhang Zilong said slowly, seemingly unhurried.

"Enough nonsense. Let's talk about survival first. I don't have time to waste here. There's a mountain of money and beautiful women waiting for me in T City, hahaha!" Tamura's face twisted into a ferocious grimace.

"That depends on whether you survive. Come on, let's add the humiliation you caused me last time, and settle this score properly this time." Zhang Zilong's expression hardened as he ripped off his coat and threw it on the ground.

"You asked for this," Tamura said, his body wrapped in black cloth disappearing back into the night. Zhang Zilong assumed a horse stance, closed his eyes, and quietly sensed the movement of the wind around him.

Suddenly, Zhang Zilong opened his eyes and threw a punch directly behind him. Immediately, Tamura's body floated towards the direction of Zhang Zilong's punch. Tamura, of course, didn't take the punch, dodging it and saying to Zhang Zilong with a playful expression, "Not bad, you've indeed improved your strength, but do you think you can defeat me with that? What a joke." "We'll only know after we try," Zhang Zilong said calmly.

Having tested Zhang Zilong's strength, Tamura had no patience to continue wasting time with him. He wanted to end this battle quickly, because there were still a lot of things waiting for him in T City. In his opinion, Zhang Zilong's survival last time was purely by chance, but this time, Zhang Zilong was actively courting death.

As he spoke, Tamura unleashed his most powerful martial arts, his entire body appearing in the air like a phantom. In Zhang Zilong's eyes, this was the same bizarre situation as before; more than a dozen Tamuras appeared before Zhang Zilong. But this time, Zhang Zilong showed no surprise. He slowly bent his knees, and after a push-hands maneuver, he assumed a Tai Chi starting stance.

Although Tamura found Zhang Zilong's appearance somewhat strange, he couldn't care less. Suddenly, the dozen or so Tamuras lined up again and charged towards Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong remained completely calm, his eyes fixed straight ahead, still in his starting stance, as calm as a still lake, as if the bizarre situation before him didn't exist at all.

Just as the first phantom was about to approach Zhang Zilong, Zhang Zilong slowly opened his hands and, with a cloud hand motion, gently deflected the fist of Tamura that was striking him. He didn't meet it head-on, but simply neutralized it. After the cloud hand motion, the first Tamura, under the gentle pull of Zhang Zilong's arm, missed Zhang Zilong's body. Then, facing the second Tamura who was about to deliver a powerful punch, Zhang Zilong used a concealed hand and upward punch, raising his foot to block the incoming fist. The seemingly hurried lunge and upward punch left Tamura with no way to avoid it. Although Tamura was in a phantom form, he was still sent flying by Zhang Zilong's skillful use of leverage. Seeing this, Tamura was alarmed; he hadn't expected Zhang Zilong to be so powerful. His technique involved distributing one person's power into a dozen or so clones. Its advantage lay in the fact that opponents were unaware of this power, mistaking it for illusions, just like Zhang Zilong before, who was easily killed by Tamura. However, this martial art had a fatal flaw: it required too much internal energy and couldn't be sustained for long. Tamura's clones, with Tamura's... The village's power could only unleash three clones for attack; the remaining ten or so were merely bluffs, meant to intimidate. Two of his clones had already been destroyed by Zhang Zilong, and Tamura began to panic. Since his technique could only unleash three clones, the third was his true power, and this true power was less than a third of his original body's strength. In desperation, Tamura charged towards Zhang Zilong. Just as Zhang Zilong was preparing to calmly eliminate them one by one, Tamura suddenly vanished. Zhang Zilong heard a whooshing sound behind him... Long knew he was in trouble. He hadn't expected Tamura to suddenly act so unpredictably. In his haste, Zhang Zilong turned and struck, then with a backhand and a sideways lunge, elbow thrusting and arm flexing. He delivered a powerful, sweeping blow without even seeing Tamura's shadow. Caught off guard, Tamura, caught off guard by Zhang Zilong's quick reaction, had no idea that Zhang Zilong would react so fast. His heart was ripped out by Zhang Zilong's equally powerful strike. With only a third of his power left, Tamura had no energy left to defend himself and collapsed in Zhang Zilong's hands before he could react.

Before Zhang Zilong even turned around, he saw the dozen or so Tamuras in front of him disappear one by one. Turning around, he saw Tamuras lying on the ground with a large hole in his chest, blood flowing continuously from it. Zhang Zilong looked at his own bleeding hand and knew what had happened. He slowly walked towards Tamuras, reached out and closed Tamuras' wide-eyed eyes, and said slowly, "You don't need to die with your eyes open. You didn't die unjustly at the hands of Chinese martial arts. How could your little tricks be a match for Chinese martial arts? Remember not to be Japanese in your next life."

After saying this, Zhang Zilong walked out of the woods. In his car outside the woods, Zhang Zilong lit a cigarette and slowly smoked it. After finishing, he took out his phone and dialed A Biao's number: "Hey, A Biao, is it done?"

"Boss, just finished. Are your brothers even human? Twenty men, each charging forward, and they killed more than five hundred people without any chance to fight back!" A Biao said to Zhang Zilong with a monster-like expression.

Zhang Zilong chuckled inwardly. He was joking; his brothers were all devil-level figures. Zhang Zilong asked, "Have the police arrived?" "

Yes, they arrived less than five minutes after we went in. A lot of police came, all armed to the teeth. But when they saw how ruthless your brothers were, they were all stunned. Before they could even react, all five hundred men were dead," A Biao exaggeratedly said.

"What about Qin Feng? Did you catch him?" Zhang Zilong asked.

"Yes, we're heading to the villa," A Biao said.

"No need to go to the villa. Just bring him to the riverbank," Zhang Zilong thought for a moment and said. Although Qin Cai hated Qin Feng to the core, he was still her brother, and it wasn't appropriate for a woman to witness such a cruel scene.

Zhang Zilong drove to the riverbank. Upon arriving, he saw three vans parked there, with about twenty people standing beside them. Zhang Zilong stopped the vans and said with a smile, "Thanks for your hard work, everyone. From now on, you'll have plenty of money and beautiful women. If not, then I'm just a useless boss."

"Good!" All the brothers were as excited as Zhang Zilong.

"Pull Qin Feng down," Zhang Zilong said to A Biao.

A Biao opened the trunk of the van and pulled Qin Feng, who was tied up like a dumpling, down to kneel in front of Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong looked at Qin Feng, who was unconscious and covered in bruises, and knew that the kid must have been severely beaten before coming here.

"Wake him up," Zhang Zilong said.

This time, it wasn't Ah Biao who made the move, but Wolf Two. Wolf Two stepped forward and struck Qin Feng on the spine. Qin Feng immediately cried out. When he saw more than twenty people standing in front of him, including Zhang Zilong at the very front, he immediately understood what was happening. He immediately kowtowed repeatedly: "Mr. Zhang, I'm so sorry! Please, have mercy on me! I was blind and offended you before. From now on, I, Qin Feng, will go through fire and water for you without hesitation. Please spare my life! After all, I am Qin Cai's brother-in-law!" Qin Feng kowtowed and cried as he begged for mercy.

Zhang Zilong almost laughed out loud, thinking to himself, "This truly proves the saying, 'When people are shameless, they are invincible.' He even called her 'brother-in-law.'"

Zhang Zilong squatted down, grabbed Qin Feng's hair, and lifted his face up, slowly saying, "Did I hear that right? You called me brother-in-law? Haha, ten years ago when you were preparing for Cai'er, did you ever imagine that one day a brother-in-law like me would appear in front of you? There's nothing wrong with calling me brother-in-law, but I just find it disgusting." After saying that, Zhang Zilong spat on Qin Feng's face, then stood up, feeling disgusted himself.

"Yes, you're right, I am a disgusting person. Please, have mercy and spare my life," Qin Feng said.

“Originally, I wasn’t planning to kill you. Even if Cai’er wanted to, you were still Yun’er’s brother. But you shouldn’t have colluded with the Japanese. I once told all the underworld bosses in T City that I would personally kill anyone who colluded with the Japanese. I’m sorry, Qin Feng. As your brother-in-law, I can’t forgive you this time. I hope you’ll be a good person in your next life. Consider this my blessing for you on behalf of Cai’er and Yun’er.” Zhang Zilong felt a little sad looking at Qin Feng’s disheveled appearance. Then he waved to A Biao and Lang Er and said, “Throw him out. Remember to tie him to a rock so he doesn’t die too painfully.” After saying that, Zhang Zilong got into the car and drove aimlessly, smoking and looking at the neon lights of the surrounding city.

The next day, all the news in T City carried the same story: Last night, a major gang fight broke out in T City. Police arrived promptly, killing over 300 people who attempted to attack the police and arresting over 100. It was confirmed that the gang leader was Qin Feng, the son of the chairman of the Qin family, but he disappeared during the police operation. The police are now investigating the entire incident, and the Qin family has temporarily closed down to cooperate with the investigation.

The news continued to spread rapidly. On the third day, rumors circulated that the chairman of the Qin family had been arrested for secretly leaking trade secrets to a Japanese company. On the fourth day, it was said that a heavyweight businessman had arrived in T City and acquired the Zhao, Qin, Lin, and Zhu groups, establishing the new Zilong Group and becoming a super business tycoon in T City and even nationwide. According to local thugs, the underground forces in T City are now completely controlled by a group called the Brothers Gang. Of course, besides the Brothers Gang, only Tang Feifei and Qin Cai's men remain.

Three years later, on an unnamed island near the South China Sea, the cries of three or four children awakened everyone on the island.

"Has it been born? Has it been born?" Zhang Zilong rushed up the stairs to the second floor of the luxurious villa and asked the family doctor who was coming down.

"Congratulations, sir! Madam Wang Xia, Madam Qin Cai, Madam Liu Fang, and Madam Zhang Xianjing have all given birth to boys, while Madam Lin Wanqing, Madam Zhao Yazhi, Madam Qin Yun, and Madam Tang Feifei have all given birth to girls. Madam Ma Xuanxuan has given birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Congratulations, sir!" the family doctor said, counting on his fingers.

"Big brother, treat us! Treat us!" Zhang Zilong's twenty-odd brothers sitting in the living room and the more than three hundred underlings from the entire island outside the house cheered.

Zhang Zilong laughed loudly, "Alright, it's on me. Tonight, we'll drink until we drop!"

It turns out that a year ago, Zhang Zilong sought out the old chief to fulfill a request from years ago: to obtain nine legally valid marriage certificates. In return, Zhang Zilong leased this small island from the state for a hundred years; this island became his base. As for the series of emotional entanglements Zhang Zilong and others experienced over the past three years, it's a complex story that requires careful reading and interpretation.

(The End)

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