Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

"Big guy, do you know me?"

Feng Baobao tilted her head and looked Ruan Feng up and down, then asked.

Everyone else turned their attention to Nguyen Phuong, their faces showing deep thought.

Nguyen Phong nodded.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Just now, he guessed that this big guy was the one Lu Liang had mentioned earlier who was related to the Jia Shen Rebellion. Now it seems that this person knows more than Xu Xin and his identity is not simple.

Now that things have come to this, Zhang Chulan can no longer pretend to be stupid.

Before Feng Baobao could continue asking questions, he stepped forward and introduced himself to Ruan Feng:

"Hehe, my name is Zhang Chulan. May I ask how to address you, senior?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Feng turned his gaze to Zhang Chulan, "Did you come with her?"

"Yes." Zhang Chulan introduced himself with a big smile, "Senior, do you know my grandfather? My grandfather's name is Zhang Huaiyi."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Feng's gaze fell on Zhang Chulan's prominent ears, a flash of reminiscence crossing his eyes, and he chuckled.

"So this is the grandson of Big Ears Thief, hahaha, those ears really do look like him."

"Hehe, everyone says so." Zhang Chulan raised his hand to touch his ear, his smile becoming even more ingratiating as he asked:

"Senior, you were one of the Thirty-Six Righteous Men back then, right? According to seniority, you are my godfather. May I ask which godfather you are?"

Seeing Zhang Chulan's incredibly familiar attitude, Ruan Feng's lips curled into a smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became more lively.

“Ruan Feng.” His voice sounded somewhat wistful. “It’s been so long since I’ve mentioned that name. It’s almost unfamiliar to me now.”

Upon hearing this name, Zhang Chulan's pupils contracted.

The information he had previously obtained from Lu Jin quickly surfaced in his mind—

Ruan Feng, a free spirit, was one of the thirty-six sworn brothers. He mastered one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief. He disappeared during the Jia Shen Rebellion, and his whereabouts are unknown.

So, this person was hiding on Nathan Island.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan glanced at Lü Liang out of the corner of his eye, a look of emotion flashing in his eyes:
No wonder Brother Lü wanted to personally take charge of this area; it turns out he had this big project in mind.

This was the first time he had ever seen a living practitioner who had mastered the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Moreover, the person in front of you may be the last person to see Wugensheng, or someone who knows Feng Baobao's background.

Zhang Chulan became more and more excited as he thought about it. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress his excitement.

The next moment, he walked closer to Ruan Feng with a warm attitude, his face showing a look of sudden realization, and exclaimed loudly, "So you are Grandpa Ruan!"

"Grandpa Ruan, I heard my grandfather mention you when I was little. I have admired you since I was a child."

"Seeing you today, with your demeanor and spirit, I'm even more convinced that my grandfather was right, hehe..." Zhang Chulan tried to get closer to you with a playful smile.

"Ha!" Ruan Feng scoffed upon hearing this, saying sarcastically, "I don't need your flattery."

"Given your grandfather's cautious nature, he probably never even mentioned us to you, let alone that he came from Longhu Mountain."

The slap in the face came too quickly, so Zhang Chulan could only awkwardly raise his hand to scratch the back of his head and chuckle twice.

……

Ruan Feng turned his gaze back to Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao stared wide-eyed at Ruan Feng: "You... know me, old man?"

Ruan Feng nodded with a profound expression.

Feng Baobao immediately pressed on, "Then do you know where my old man is right now?"

“Shouldn’t I be asking you this question?” Ruan Feng said. “You are his family.”

“I don’t remember.” Feng Baobao pointed to her temple, looking confused. “I have no memories of my past, I don’t remember my family.”

"Have you lost your memory...?" Ruan Feng looked thoughtful, his brows furrowing.

"Grandpa Ruan, even you don't know Wugensheng's whereabouts?" Zhang Chulan couldn't help but ask.

Ruan Feng shook his head, turned his gaze to Zhang Chulan, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes scrutinizing him, and said:
"What, you don't know either? Did that big-eared thief leave you any last words?"

"Me?" Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "You mean my grandfather might have a clue?!"

Ruan Feng nodded, then looked down at Lü Liang for a long time before slowly saying:

"Back then, after we mastered the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, we left the Qinling Mountains one by one. The last ones to leave... were Yingzi and Big-Eared Thief..."

"If neither of them left any clues for future generations, then I know even less."

After saying this, Ruan Feng continued to look at Feng Baobao, his brows furrowed, and he fell into thought again.

……

"Buzzing—"

Just then, the roar of a helicopter suddenly rang out over Nathan Island, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

Following the sound, Lü Liang discovered that the huge commotion was coming from the south coast of Nathan Island, where a large number of outsiders were likely landing at that moment.

"The island is in chaos; it's time to leave."

Lu Liang spoke, turning his gaze away from the helicopter and looking first at Baron Wangye, then his eyes lightly swept over Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan immediately understood the implication behind Lü Liang's words.

He thought to himself: Is this Brother Lü reminding him that he should leave to deal with Li Muxuan's matter?

Zhang Chulan immediately abandoned the idea of ​​continuing to question Ruan Feng. With the restriction in place, he might not be able to get any information from him today.

Anyway, Brother Lü has already brought the situation under control, so it's not too late for him to go and inquire with Ruan Feng later.

As for Li Muxuan, he needs to find someone as soon as possible, otherwise it will be even more difficult once the situation becomes completely chaotic.

If he and Bao'er successfully bring Li Muxuan back to Nathan Island, they can not only use it as leverage to borrow the sacred artifact from the San Yi Sect, but Lu Jin will also owe them a favor.

In case Bao'er and Wugensheng's relationship is exposed in the future, having this favor will give them more room to maneuver with Lu Jin.

……

Zhang Chulan and Lü Liang exchanged a glance.

The next moment, Lü Liang and the other three quickly left. Zhang Chulan pretended to chase after them, but after running a distance, he stopped with a "disappointed look" and then, panting, dialed Er Zhuang's number.

"Bilian, what's wrong with you?" Erzhuang's mechanical voice sounded in the earpiece.

"Something came up, it's hard to explain in a few words. I'll report to General Manager Zhao when we get back," Zhang Chulan replied vaguely, then changed the subject, asking, "Erzhuang, what's the progress on the person I asked you to investigate?"

"You're looking for that old Chinese man who has close ties with King Nathan, right?"

"Yes, have you found any trace of him?"

"Not yet," Erzhuang replied. "There are no surveillance cameras on Nathan Island, and the information has never been connected to the network. I don't know much about the situation on the island."

"However, I'm trying to hack into Behemoth's central control system. Once I succeed, the instruments carried by their soldiers will become our 'eyes,' hehe."

"How long will it take to successfully infiltrate?"

"Uh...it will take a little more time."

There was a hint of embarrassment in Er Zhuang's mechanical voice.

But soon, her tone became cheerful again.

"Bilian, since you helped my dad before, this pretty girl will show you another way."

"Hehe, Second Sister, you go ahead and say it." Zhang Chulan played the straight man perfectly.

Erzhuang cleared his throat and began to speak in a serious tone:

"When it comes to familiarity with the people on the island, the natives naturally have an advantage."

"Based on the information I've gathered, there's a force on the west side of Nathan Island called 'The Market,' led by someone called Big G. He's kind of an information broker. You can go ask him... Hmm, I've already sent the location to your phone."

hum!
Zhang Chulan felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Immediately afterwards, Er Zhuang's voice rang out again in his earpiece:
"Bilian, I'm not talking to you anymore! Behemoth has discovered my presence, I'm off to fight! Hahahaha!!"

"Thank you, Erzhuang. I'll treat you to a meal sometime."

"Uh..." The mechanical voice was somewhat speechless.

Communication hang up.

Zhang Chulan looked up at Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu: "Let's go, Baobao, Junior Uncle, let's go and take a look at the west side of Nasen Island."

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Chulan and his two companions finally arrived at the location given by Erzhuang—the market.

"Zhang Chulan, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Feng Baobao asked tentatively.

“It should be right…” Zhang Chulan also raised his hand and scratched his head, looking around.

It's no wonder Bao'er questioned it; the situation here was indeed very different from the "market" he had imagined.

There were no stalls displaying a dazzling array of goods, nor were there any people doing business...

All sorts of miscellaneous items were piled up together; it looked more like a large garbage dump and scrap yard than a market.

After taking a few more steps, Zhang Chulan stopped.

Because he saw that many people had emerged from these "mountains of miscellaneous items".

These people appeared to be from different places, with varying styles of clothing and skin colors, but at this moment, their movements were remarkably synchronized—

They all stared at Zhang Chulan and his group with hostile eyes.

Zhang Chulan immediately cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd standing on the various "hills," his face beaming with a friendly smile, and said:
"Is this a market? I'm looking for a G-Wagon, but I don't know who it is?"

"Why are you looking for a G-Wagon?"

A man in a gray coat jumped down from the "hill" and stood in front of Zhang Chulan, asking warily.

“We came to the market to trade, of course.” Zhang Chulan patted Feng Baobao’s backpack. “We brought some good things.”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Chulan immediately felt several greedy eyes sweeping over him.

"Shh!"

In the next instant, Feng Baobao had already drawn two gleaming knives, ready to strike, while Zhang Lingyu also tensed up, assuming a defensive stance.

Only Zhang Chulan still had a smile on his face.

The man in gray glanced at Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu, his brows furrowing.

"What do you mean by this?" he asked coldly.

At this point, Zhang Chulan's attitude also became firm.

"Everyone, we dared to come here at this time, so naturally we made some preparations."

He emphasized the word "prepare," the implied meaning of which was self-evident.

The gray-clad man's pupils contracted, and his gaze slowly shifted from the bulging backpack to the knife in Feng Baobao's hand, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

After a stalemate, he finally raised his hand and waved to the crowd on the "hill," signaling them to disperse.

Then he turned around and began to lead the way.

"You guys come with me."

……

"The G-Wagon is inside, you can go in yourselves!"

A few minutes later, the man in gray stopped and gestured with his chin towards the front.

Zhang Chulan looked up at the "house" in front of him. It was a dwelling made of shipping containers. The colorful containers, stacked in this messy environment, actually had a unique kind of beauty.

However, Zhang Chulan's appreciation did not last long.

Because, as soon as he stepped into the house, a bald, middle-aged man with a big belly came into his view.

The bald, middle-aged man was lounging on the sofa, puffing on a brown cigar between his fingers.

Zhang Chulan noticed that there were two glasses of beer with ice on the low table in front of the sofa.

On the resource-scarce Nathan Island, these are all rare items, which shows that the man named Big G has an extraordinary status here.

At this moment, Big G slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, slightly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Chulan and the other two, and asked:

"What kind of transaction do you want to make with me?"

“We’re looking for someone on the island, and we heard you have connections here,” Zhang Chulan said directly.

"Find someone? If they were someone who originally lived on the island, we certainly have connections. But what can you offer in exchange?"

The G-Wagon exhaled a puff of smoke and lazily raised its eyes. "I don't just accept any kind of trash here."

“We’ve brought absolutely the best stuff.” Zhang Chulan nodded slightly and called out, “Sister Bao’er.”

"Oh."

Feng Baobao responded, deftly took off her backpack, unzipped it, and quickly pulled out a bunch of things—

Potato chips, spicy strips, chocolate...

Before Big G's face could darken further, she finally pulled out what was at the very bottom—

Two boxes of tea and two bottles of Moutai liquor.

Seeing the expression on Da G's face brighten, Zhang Chulan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The reason he brought these things was because Lü Liang casually reminded Li Muxuan of his trip to Nathan Island: "You can bring some good wine with you; you might need it."

A hint of emotion flashed in Zhang Chulan's eyes: Brother Lü's understanding of Nathan Island seems to be much deeper than he imagined!
……

"Hehe, Brother G, I've looked into it, these are all rare items here."

Zhang Chulan pushed the tea leaves and Moutai liquor forward and said with a smile.

This Moutai was a gift from the three brothers of Xiaotaoyuan to Bao'er. It's definitely a good product; even Zhang Chulan himself couldn't bear to drink it.

Big G's gaze swept over the items, a clear look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Tell me, who are you looking for?"

“He’s from the same place as us, and he must be quite old,” Zhang Chulan described. “His name is Li Muxuan, and his abilities are probably related to magnetic fields…”

"You're looking for Li Muxuan?" Big G's expression changed. "He's not someone to be trifled with."

His gaze slid over the two bottles of Moutai, his expression hesitant:

"The stuff you brought out is good, but if that unreasonable guy finds out I leaked his whereabouts, he'll probably tear this place down."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan's eyes darted around, and he said, "Brother G, you've seen the situation on the island too."

"To put it bluntly, the most important thing to do right now is to live for the moment and not be timid or hesitant. That's not the style of a market."

"Besides, we're not looking for revenge; we just want to meet and have a chat."

Zhang Chulan picked up the Moutai and shook it:

"Here's what we'll do: you can pass on a message to him, telling him that someone from the Quanxing Sect is looking for him and that he should come to a specific location to meet them."

"Once you've sent the message, the deal is done. Whether he comes or not, all these things are yours!"

Upon hearing this, Big G stared at the bottle of Moutai, took a deep drag on his cigar, and declared:
"Okay, deal!"

……

Just as Zhang Chulan and Li Muxuan successfully met and were locked in a standoff...

On the east coast of Nathan Island, Nguyen Phong and Baron had already boarded the same ship they had come from.

Wang Ye stood on the deck, looking at Lü Liang who had already jumped off the ship, and asked, "Old Lü, are you really not coming with us?"

"No, thank you." Lü Liang didn't turn around, but waved his hand behind him. "I have some things to take care of. We'll meet in the Qinling Mountains later."

At the same time, the west coast of Nathan Island was also very lively.

Helicopters took off one after another, transporting squads of well-equipped Behemoth soldiers to various locations on Nathan Island.

Meanwhile, inside Behemoth's command ship, the atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Henry, the assistant, silently held his breath as he looked at his two superiors, Ron Keller and Gad Smith, who were sitting opposite each other on the sofa in a silent standoff.

The tense atmosphere in the air was almost tangible.

Finally, Gade softened his stance first, looking up at Ron Keller and saying:
“Ron, it’s not that I want to take your position as commander-in-chief; this is a collective decision by the board.”

"Hmph!" Ron sneered. "Those old fogies on the board are all blind!"

“Ron, calm down,” Gade advised earnestly. “You leaked our plans at the meeting in China ahead of time. The board was very angry, but they still made you the deputy commander of this operation.”

"I didn't leak it! It was that cowardly bastard who dared not show his face! This was all a conspiracy by the cunning Nam-to-Nam ...

Ron roared angrily in rebuttal, his whole body radiating rage, his blond hair practically standing on end.

“Ron,” Gadde said with a hint of helplessness in his voice, “regardless of the circumstances, the plan has been leaked, and forces from other countries have already landed on Nathan Island.”

“Now, our top priority is to make this operation a great success. Ron, we must take down the King and the Tree. If we fail to capture Nathan Island, you and our family will suffer a heavy blow on the board of directors.”

"Of course I'll take Nathan Island!" Ron said with a determined look on his face. "Not only that, I'll also catch the guy who betrayed me!"

"I have a feeling he's on this island!"

As he spoke, Ron stood up and looked at his assistant beside him.

"Henry, you go and arrange for a small team to take our newly developed equipment. I want to go to the island myself!" (End of Chapter)