Fanatic!

Chapter 50 Bingye's Plans

"Brother Bing, do you remember the gambling battle that's been making headlines these days?"

"The one who participated in the gambling battle in He Tu is Shark Nine's subordinate, named Chen Wujun! He must be the one who killed and robbed!" the henchman whispered to Bingye.

"Continue!" Master Bing said expressionlessly, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

"Brother Bing, you told us to check if any of the debtors' families practice martial arts. We searched all over before we found him."

“He has an older brother who is a gambling addict. He borrowed money from us, and the interest ballooned to over 3. We went to his door and gave him ten days. However, before ten days had passed, Ah Hao and his friends were robbed when they came to collect the debt.”

"He must have done it."

"Can you be sure it's him?" Master Bing asked in a deep voice.

“A month after Ah Hao died, he became Shark Nine’s new horse. Before that, he was surrounded and killed by Li Dong’s men. He killed more than a dozen of them, several of whom were stabbed in the neck by him.”

"According to their description of the wound, it is similar to the wounds of our people. The wound is 2 centimeters long, half a centimeter wide, and 6-8 centimeters deep inside. It is very likely that it was made with the same knife, and there was a cutting motion when the knife was pulled out."

"It must be him, there's no mistake."

Bingye turned around and went up to the teahouse, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat there in thought.

Judging from the timing, that kid is indeed highly suspicious. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that not long after he started practicing martial arts, Ah Hao went to collect a debt and was murdered and robbed?

Not only were the people specifically targeting him robbed, but even their wounds were almost identical.

His first reaction was to find He Tu and demand an explanation. If He Tu didn't give him an explanation, then whatever revenge he took wouldn't be his fault.

But as soon as the thought popped into his head, he suppressed it.

That kid is Shark Nine's new horse, and he's also a contestant in the betting battle with Hetu.

He has no direct evidence, so going to them would only humiliate him, and Hetu would definitely protect him.

Therefore, it cannot be done openly.

"How strong is that guy?" Master Bing asked.

"His bet was with Yu Wei, one of Wenlong's men. He was notorious and extremely fierce."

“This kid has only been practicing martial arts for half a year. Even in a few more months, he won’t be a match for Yu Wei. They even signed a death waiver. I don’t think he’ll even make it off the stage,” his henchman immediately said.

Master Bing pondered for a moment before speaking:
"Doesn't he have a gambling addict older brother? Find him and make him owe even more! Lend him as much as he's willing to borrow!"

"Get me a few more good guys!"

Wasn't that guy going to participate in the life-or-death arena?

Make his older brother owe a huge high-interest loan, and then come knocking on his door to collect the debt before the gambling match.

Paying back debts is a matter of course, and even if there's a conflict, there's nothing that can be said about it.

There's no need to do anything to him, just affect his state of mind.

He has to think about whether his family can repay the money if he dies, and what will happen if they can't.

If he manages to leave the ring alive, I'll arrange for someone to kill him.

……

"This ape's hands feel like they're hanging from the beam, and its feet feel like they're nails; it's not just that its arms feel longer when it's standing..."

"The shoulder area is more flexible, and it seems like my fist has indeed grown by a centimeter, but I don't know if it's just my imagination!"

Chen Wujun rubbed his shoulder, feeling that his punches seemed to have taken too long.

"Now we need to practice the four stances: bear, crane, tiger, and ape. It will cost 10,000 yuan in three days. Thankfully, my senior sister provided the crystals."

"Fortunately, after mastering these four stances, one can achieve the advanced level of body-strengthening skills."

Chen Wujun put on his clothes and left the warehouse. As soon as he entered Longjin Street, he smelled the aroma of food mixed with the stench, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

"That kid isn't here!" Seeing that the boy wasn't at the store entrance, Chen Wujun went inside and threw two coins onto the counter.

"A pack of Mommy Noodles!" Chen Wujun took the Mommy Noodles, crumpled the noodles inside through the packaging, sprinkled the seasoning on it, shook the bag tightly, and then ate the crumbs as he walked.

It costs two yuan a pack, and he still likes to eat it quite a bit.

"Oh, by the way, the boss's leg got broken again today, buy him something good to help him recover!"

Chen Wujun ate as he walked, then strolled over to Li Ji Roast Meat and bought a piece of roast meat. After finishing his "Mommy's Noodles" at the door, he wiped his hands clean and carried the roast meat home.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Chen Hanliang's scolding voice from inside: "Your leg isn't fully healed yet, what are you doing out there? Are you going to gamble again?"

"I just wanted to get some fresh air. I'm not a prisoner. Even prisoners get to go outside for exercise! I've been staying at home for so long, and all I wanted was to get some fresh air," Chen Wuhong explained.

"What's wrong?" Chen Wujun put the roast meat aside and walked to the bedroom door.

Father Chen Hanliang came out of the bedroom with a sullen face.

Chen Wujun peeked out and saw Chen Wuhong lying on the bed, one leg in a splint and the other leg in a cast and suspended in a sling.

"How did it get like this?" Chen Wujun asked, frowning.

"Second brother, you have to help me!" Upon seeing Chen Wujun, the eldest brother immediately wailed.

He didn't know much else, but he knew that the second brother was very powerful and influential in the dance hall, and he was sure he could help him get revenge.

"Tell me what happened first."

"I just went downstairs for some fresh air today, and then two bastards started hitting my legs with sticks, saying that I had slept with their wives. When they realized they had hit the wrong person, the two of them ran away!" Chen Wuhong said angrily as he recounted the incident.

"Second brother, you must help me catch them!"

Chen Wujun almost couldn't hold back: "You can even mistake this? You're really unlucky."

"Second brother, please help me! I know you must have a way," Chen Wuhong pleaded.

"What do those two look like?" Chen Wujun asked casually.

Chen Wuhong stammered, and after thinking for a while, he finally said, "Both of them had short hair, one was wearing a blue jacket and black pants, and the other was wearing jeans... their appearance... their appearance..."

Both of them had very ordinary looks, and Chen Wuhong thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out how to describe them.

"These are everywhere, where am I supposed to find one for you?"

“They’re looking for someone who looks a lot like me, with a mole on their chin.” Chen Wuhong suddenly remembered something.

"I'll have someone inquire about it!" Chen Wujun nodded.

“Ignore him. I sent you to practice martial arts, not to cause trouble!” Father Chen Hanliang said in the living room.

Chen Wuhong immediately lowered his voice and pleaded, "Second brother, it's all up to you."

"Let's see if we can find it! What did the doctor say about your leg?" Chen Wujun asked with concern.

"The doctor said this time it will take two months..."

"Take good care of yourself and let me know if you need anything." Chen Wujun nodded, remembered the instruction, and turned to leave the bedroom.

two months.

"Don't go out and cause trouble!" Chen Hanliang warned from the sofa.

"I never cause trouble!" Chen Wujun sat down next to Chen Hanliang and watched TV with him for a while.

"How much do you weigh now?" Chen Hanliang, the father, suddenly asked.

"I weighed myself a couple of days ago, and I think I was 190," Chen Wujun said.

"It's a bit too heavy!" Chen Hanliang said in a muffled voice.

However, Chen Wujun doesn't look fat at all; he's actually quite sturdy, with his wrists being two sizes thicker than before.

(End of this chapter)