A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 322 Feng Yuxiu VS Weng Haisheng

Feng Yuxiu left Guangzhou for Hong Kong in 2008, so he is still quite familiar with the routes in Guangzhou today.

"Hey handsome, where are you going?" a motorbike pulled up at the station entrance and called out.

"Did you know there's a place called Qiwumen between Dongguan and Foshan?"

The motorcycle taxi driver hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young man, I only know the Guangzhou city area. Are you looking for someone? Then you need a specific address."

Near Huangshan Forest Park.

"It's too far, you should take a taxi. I can't take you there."

The motorcycle taxi driver shook his head, stepped on the gas, and continued his search.

Feng Yuxiu looked at the bustling entrance, where most travelers seemed to keep a considerable distance from the motorcycles.

There are many motorcycle gangs these days, and Guangzhou is especially not peaceful at night.

Feng Yuxiu rubbed his temples; he seemed to have forgotten the old man's sect.

Despite being called a sect, it seems to frequently change locations, moving around every few months.

This time in October 00 should be in Dongguan...

"Yes, it's near Dongguan. The old man often takes his apprentices' wages to foot massage parlors in Dongguan."

Feng Yuxiu waved, and a taxi stopped at the door. "Where are you going, handsome?"

"Dongguan foot massage parlor." Feng Yuxiu opened the car door and got in.

The driver paused for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Yuxiu with a meaningful smile. "I understand, I understand."

"Hey handsome, is this your first time in Guangzhou? Let me tell you something, if you see a motorcycle speeding by on the street, stay away. Don't wander around at night, and if you hear a fight, get away immediately. Don't join in out of curiosity. These young people nowadays are heavily influenced by gangsters; they're all reckless and don't know their own strength when they fight."

The driver opened the window and looked outside.

Feng Yuxiu remained silent, his gaze fixed on the city that was still developing rapidly.

Ten years from now, this city will become a symbol of China's economic development.

A few hours later, the taxi stopped in front of a place called "Dongfanghong Photo Studio".

"Those are the places you're talking about up ahead, you see? They're all blocked by bicycles, you can't get in. Just walk a few hundred meters ahead and you'll reach them."

"The meter is running, the total is 372.39 yuan."

Feng Yuxiu suddenly noticed a large bus and some public buses in the distance. There were hardly any taxis, no wonder... these are luxury cars that only rich people ride in.

He suddenly understood why the driver had been so polite to him the whole way.

Feng Yuxiu took out 280 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

"Okay, here's your change. Take care."

This is such a big order that the driver can enjoy himself for several days.

Feng Yuxiu had only taken a few steps after getting out of the car when he saw the driver follow him.

"There's not much work left. Let's go in and see if any big shots want to go back. These days, you only make money with your skills," the driver chuckled, turning and entering the foot massage parlor.

Feng Yuxiu found a guesthouse to stay in.

"Young man, want to do something fun tonight?" The proprietress, a woman in her forties or fifties, opened the door and stood in the doorway, asking with a smile, "Everything is convenient here."

"No need." Feng Yuxiu threw the package on the bed, turned around, and closed the door.

"It's very cheap, fifty yuan a night. Just let me know if you want it, and it'll come tonight."

Hearing no further sound from inside, the proprietress twitched her lips and muttered, "Still quite reserved."

Feng Yuxiu sat on the bed, staring coldly out the window. He had fourteen days left.

During this period, we must deal with the old man and find the antidote for this technique.

Otherwise, with his repeated outbursts of rage, he'll eventually go insane and be locked up.

Moreover... his current identity is that of a soldier, and he cannot attack civilians.

In this era, Weng Haisheng's ferocious nature has only just begun to emerge. Wouldn't it be a win-win situation to hand over the things that he himself cannot handle to Weng Haisheng?

This feeling is a bit strange; he's about to meet himself.

Feng Yuxiu gets up early every day and squats at the gate, staring at that familiar face.

Three days later, he turned around and went into the police station. "Comrade, if you want to check information, your unit must issue a document. Individuals are not allowed to check citizens' information."

Feng Yuxiu walked out of the police station, took out his mobile phone, and called Old A's unit.

"Hey, this is Yuan Lang... Xu Sanduo? What are you doing in Guangzhou? You don't have any relatives in Guangzhou, okay? Let me tell you, you're just a soldier on leave now. Think about what you should and shouldn't do. Wait a minute..."

Yuan Lang changed the subject abruptly, "What exactly are you trying to do, kid? Don't cause any trouble."

Feng Yuxiu said calmly, "Find a relative's name."

"Speak up, I'll have my unit send a letter to the lower levels."

"Weng Haisheng".

That old man's name might be fake; these days, it's very easy to make fake ID cards and temporary residence permits.

Now that I think about it, what was the old man hiding from? Otherwise, why would he change places every few months?

The only name he didn't change was Weng Haisheng.

If you want to move to a different location, you must register your information with the local community and police.

Once we find Weng Haisheng, that old man won't be able to escape.

"Okay, just wait."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yuxiu ate a bowl of braised pork trotters rice while waiting.

He has eleven days left.

Buzz!
"Help me!!"

The roaring sound, accompanied by a woman's terrified scream, shattered the street.

Feng Yuxiu looked up and saw a motorcycle speeding by, with a man wearing a helmet sitting behind it.

The two men quickly approached a woman walking by the roadside. The woman ran frantically and was soon caught up.

The man in the back seat grabbed the woman's earring with his right hand and tore it off violently.

In an instant, the woman's half-ear was removed.

She collapsed to the ground in agony, clutching her ears and howling in pain, as the two motorcycles roared and sped toward the street corner.

Feng Yuxiu stood up. "It's too late, they're too fast."

Upon seeing this, the surrounding pedestrians rushed to the alley entrances on both sides, and most of them left without finding it strange.

This is normal in this day and age.

boom!
But the next second, the motorcycle seemed to hit something and fell heavily to the left.

The two were knocked unconscious by the enormous impact.

"Damn, that kid is really something, he even dared to offend the biker gang."

"They're going to get retaliated against. Last month, someone intercepted them and ended up having his fingers chopped off that night."

The onlookers gasped and moved away from the motorcycle.

Since Feng Yuxiu had nothing better to do, he went upstairs.

Both men's right legs were broken in the impact; it was obvious that they were fractured.

"Young man, run! There are definitely their people around. If you're seen, you'll be retaliated against."

An older woman hurriedly pulled a short figure and anxiously advised him.

"No need, ma'am, I'm just waiting for them. I'll take them down one by one!"

The voice was deep and low, completely unlike that of a young man in his early twenties.

But when Feng Yuxiu heard it, he was completely stunned.

He slowly turned around and saw a broad-faced man with a platform shoe on his right foot staring calmly at the two bikers on the ground.

In that instant, Feng Yuxiu felt his cerebral cortex tremble as if it had been stimulated by the cold water.

A mirror appeared in front of him.

His past life has appeared.

(End of this chapter)