Chinese martial arts: From being shot and killed by the armed police during a mountain search to bec

Early morning, Chenjia Village.

Chen Hongxiang squatted on the doorstep with a bowl in his hand, slurping up millet porridge while scrolling through his phone.

The first push notification from Douyin (TikTok) left him completely stunned.

The image is a headshot with white lettering on a blue background—Chen Hongwu, with a buzz cut, cold eyes, and an expressionless face.

The news anchor's voice was clear and articulate: "Early this morning, a heinous murder case occurred in our city. Chen, a released convict, murdered the police officer who handled the case, the presiding judge, Wang Tianlin (a member of the Provincial Political Consultative Conference and chairman of the Wang Group), and his son Wang Lishan—a total of five people. The police have issued an A-level arrest warrant and deployed the armed police force for a full-scale manhunt. We urge the public to be vigilant and report any clues immediately..."

The bowl in Chen Hongxiang's hand slammed to the ground with a "thud," splashing millet porridge all over his trouser leg, but he was completely unaware.

When the video switched to the comments section, his fingers trembled as he clicked on it.

The most upvoted comment reads: "He was released from prison and then killed someone? And he killed the police officer who arrested him and the judge who sentenced him? I'll eat shit if there's nothing fishy going on here."

Article 2: "I'm an alumnus of Jiangcheng University. Chen Hongwu's case was all over our school back then. Who doesn't know he was wronged? That woman turned around and accused him of rape. It's fucking disgusting."

Article 3: "Sources familiar with the matter revealed that Chen Hongwu was falsely accused and imprisoned for his act of bravery. After his release, both his parents died, and his family was destroyed. Could you have tolerated that?"

Article 4: "No matter what injustice there may be, murder is wrong. The law will give him justice."

The comments section below was filled with condemnation: "The law? His parents appealed until they died, did the law deliver justice?"

Chen Hongxiang's eyes were bloodshot as his fingers flew across the screen: "I'm Chen Hongwu's neighbor. Three years ago, he bravely rescued a girl who was being bullied, but the girl turned around and accused him of rape. After he went to jail, his father died of illness, and his mother ran herself ragged trying to appeal, eventually dying from exhaustion. When he came out, he saw two graves. Tell me, who could tolerate that?"

After posting the comment, he stuffed his phone into his pocket, stopped eating, and squatted on the doorstep, trembling all over.

"Brother Hongwu... please don't get caught..."

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Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Jiangcheng City, at Cuiping Mountain.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, with thorns growing everywhere.

Chen Hongwu's black short-sleeved shirt was already torn by tree branches, revealing his strong, iron-like upper body. He lay prone behind a rock, his eyes scanning the valley below like a hawk's.

The sound of sirens surged from all directions, and red and blue lights intertwined at the foot of the mountain.

Three armed helicopters roared in from afar, their propellers creating air currents that made the treetops sway violently.

"Quick enough." Chen Hongwu licked his chapped lips, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

He was a local before he went to prison, and he knew every tree and blade of grass in Cuiping Mountain like the back of his hand. The mountain stretches for dozens of miles, with ravines and caves, and it was a base for guerrillas during the War of Resistance against Japan.

It won't be easy for the armed police to arrest him here.

But the other side was clearly prepared as well.

The four police dogs were unloaded from the vehicle, and as soon as the handler let go, the animals barked wildly and charged up the mountain.

"Search! Three people per group, cover each other! Shoot the target as soon as you spot it!" A police officer with two three-star rank bars on his shoulder held a walkie-talkie, his voice cold and hard.

Chen Hongwu quietly slid down from behind the rock and disappeared into the bushes like a snake.

He didn't run away.

Running will leave traces and will be tracked by police dogs.

What he wanted to do was kill dogs, kill people, and then go deeper into the mountains.

The first group of armed police appeared on the left side of the ridge, less than fifty meters away. The three men formed a triangular formation, with their guns pointed outwards, and moved cautiously.

Chen Hongwu lay prone behind a pine tree, holding his breath and concentrating.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

ten meters.

He moved.

Instead of charging out, he sprang up from the side like a spring, hovering in the air, and slapped the temple of the armed policeman at the front.

"puff!"

With a muffled thud, the man's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply, without even having time to scream.

The other two reacted extremely quickly, immediately turning their guns around.

But Chen Hongwu's body twisted in mid-air in an unbelievable way, and he kicked off the tree trunk with one foot, using the force to change direction and approach the second person like a ghost.

Chopping Fist Power, Tiger Form!

With a palm strike to the opponent's wrist holding the gun, a crisp "crack" sounded as the rifle slipped from his grasp. Chen Hongwu followed up with an elbow to the opponent's chest, shattering his ribs and sending him flying backward to crash into the bushes.

The last armed police officer finally pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

The bullet swept past Chen Hongwu's side, sending tree bark flying and dirt splattering everywhere.

Chen Hongwu shifted his stance, lowered his body, and as if shrinking the distance between them, slipped under the gun barrel and struck the other man in the abdomen with a palm.

A hidden strength is emerging!

Although he had only just grasped the basics of internal strength, the force of his palm strike was like a steel needle piercing through. The armed policeman screamed in agony, his body curled up like a shrimp, and he collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.

In just three seconds, all three were rendered unable to fight.

But the gunshots had already given away his position.

"On the southwest slope! Hurry!"

Footsteps echoed down the mountain, indicating that at least four or five groups were closing in on this area simultaneously.

Chen Hongwu didn't have time to finish off his opponent and turned to dash into the depths of the dense forest.

He didn't walk in a straight line, but instead darted left and right, deliberately choosing places overgrown with thorns and impassable to ordinary people. His skin was cut and bleeding profusely, but he didn't even flinch.

Behind me, the barking of police dogs grew closer and closer.

Chen Hongwu suddenly stopped, turned around, and picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground.

Hold your breath, concentrate, and focus your energy in your lower abdomen.

He hasn't fully mastered the use of internal force in throwing, but the power of peak external force is terrifying enough.

The first police dog darted out of the bushes, its jaws wide open, and lunged at him.

Chen Hongwu flicked his arm, and the stone flew out like a cannonball, hitting the dog's head squarely.

"Waaah—"

The large wolfhound's brains splattered out, and it died on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third heads rushed out, with the tow truck driver shouting from behind.

Instead of retreating, Chen Hongwu charged forward, kicking one head away and then smashing the back of the other head with a backhand strike.

The sounds of bones cracking and screams of agony mingled together.

"He's there! Shoot!"

The armed police finally arrived, and five or six guns opened fire simultaneously.

Bullets rained down like a storm.

Chen Hongwu moved swiftly, weaving and twisting among the trees. A bullet grazed his shoulder, drawing a trail of blood. Another struck his calf, causing him to stagger and barely manage to grab onto a tree trunk.

I've been shot.

Blood trickled down his trouser leg, and the pain made the veins on his forehead bulge.

But he didn't stop; he gritted his teeth and continued running up the mountain.

Bullets swept behind him, riddling the tree trunk with holes and sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"Don't let him get away! Helicopter, lock on!"

A helicopter hovered overhead, its searchlights casting a blinding white light that enveloped him in the center of its beam.

The sniper leaned halfway out of the hatch, the red dot in his scope landing on Chen Hongwu's back.

Chen Hongwu glanced back and a bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Can't run away.

He simply stopped, turned around, and straightened his back to face the armed police surging down the mountain like a tide.

Come on!

He roared, and his voice echoed through the mountains and forests.

Countless bullets struck his body simultaneously.

One shuttle, two shuttles, three shuttles.

He was struck repeatedly as if by a giant hammer, his body arching backward, blood gushing from his chest, abdomen, and limbs.

Finally, he fell straight down, his eyes open, staring at the pale sky above him illuminated by searchlights.

In his final moments before losing consciousness, he heard someone shout: "Target confirmed dead! Notify the funeral home—"

Then, everything returned to darkness.

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I don't know how much time passed.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Someone is patting his face.

Chen Hongwu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the other person's wrist.

The other person winced in pain and exclaimed, "Young Master, you're awake?"

Chen Hongwu was stunned.

Before them were not mountains and forests, nor police cars, but an antique-style mansion.

Blue bricks and gray tiles, carved window frames, and red-lacquered pillars.

A row of burly men in black stood in the courtyard, each holding a rifle, the muzzles pointing outwards, firing wildly at the main gate.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

Bullet casings clattered and fell to the ground, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes.

Outside the mansion gate, a huge monster was roaring as it charged in.

The creature was covered in black fur, walked upright, was over three meters tall, had arms that reached past its knees, a ferocious face, and protruding fangs, resembling the mountain demon described in ancient books.

The bullets struck it, splattering blood everywhere, but they couldn't make it move back even a step.

Chen Hongwu's mind went blank.

who am I?

where am I?

What the hell is this place?