Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

"He's fucking inhuman!"

Atai's hand holding the short stick trembled slightly, and he looked at Lin Dawei as if he were looking at a monster.

Lin Dawei ignored the awe-inspiring gazes of the young trainees around him.

He raised his hand, bit one end of the bandage around his hand with his teeth, and pulled hard, unwrapping the sweat-soaked bandage one loop at a time, throwing it along with the thin boxing gloves onto the mat in the corner.

His strong chest and abdominal muscles rose and fell with his even breathing, covered with a layer of glistening sweat.

That's all for today.

Lin Dawei grabbed a towel draped over the rope and casually wiped his face.

He put on his coat, pushed open the heavy glass door of the boxing gym, and disappeared into the deep night outside.

After getting into the light truck, Lin Dawei rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

He took out his old phone with a cracked screen edge and opened Liu Li's WeChat.

"Where?"

Just a few seconds later, the words "typing" popped up at the top of the screen.

"Brother Lin, I just got off work and took a shower... I went back to my own studio apartment behind the factory. Watanabe went to a meeting in the city today and didn't contact me."

Liu Li's reply had a sense of cautious reporting.

Send me your location, wait for me.

Lin Dawei threw his phone on the passenger seat and stepped on the gas.

Twenty minutes later.

Lin Dawei went up the stairs to the fourth floor of the apartment building.

The door to room 402 was ajar, letting in a warm yellow light.

He pushed the door open, went inside, and closed it behind him.

This is a one-bedroom apartment of less than 30 square meters, which is very clean and filled with the scent of air freshener.

Liu Li was sitting on the edge of the bed.

She had clearly dressed up intentionally.

Judging from her hair, she had just taken a shower, but she wasn't wearing pajamas.

She wore yoga pants that accentuated her waist-to-hip ratio to the extreme, and a tight white tank top on her upper body.

Her half-dry hair fell loose on her fair collarbone, and she had applied a little light makeup to her face.

Clearly, the rejuvenating potion and the title of "Great Official" have significant effects.

Of the four virtues—Pan, Lu, Deng, Xiao, and Xian—he now barely possesses two.

"Brother Lin..."

Liu Li stood up, clutching the hem of her clothes somewhat awkwardly, her long legs involuntarily clamping together.

Lin Dawei didn't even glance at her coy and hesitant demeanor.

His fingers, still holding a cigarette, gripped the back of Liu Li's neck, his powerful strength leaving no room for resistance as he slammed her down onto the slightly disheveled single bed.

"Brother, don't exert yourself too much..."

Outside the window, the wind rises and clouds surge, and fallen leaves flutter down.

Inside the house, flowers bloom and fade, and birds fly about.

【Ding! 】

[One-star objective: Liu Li. Second-stage mission progress update: 4/10.]

A crisp electronic sound flashed through my mind.

Lin Dawei's eyes were clear, without the slightest trace of being lost in the moment.

Liu Li lay limply on her back, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

She carefully raised her hand and, somewhat ingratiatingly, drew circles on the strong, muscular lines of Lin Dawei's chest.

"Have you found out anything about the supplier list?"

Liu Li's hand froze.

She quickly looked up, afraid that Lin Dawei would think she had no use.

"Not yet..." Liu Li bit her red lips.

"Brother Lin, give me a little more time, I'm sure I can find it!"

Lin Dawei took a drag of his cigarette and rubbed Liu Li's burning cheek with his thumb.

"it is good."

Lin Dawei casually stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the bedside table.

Immediately afterwards, a large hand slid down and grabbed her slender waist, lifting her up completely.

"Then let's continue."

"Brother Lin... my legs are still sore..."

Liu Li let out a soft cry, but her body had already made the right choice.

【Ding! 】

[One-star objective: Liu Li. Second-stage mission progress update: 5/10.]

……

The next day.

The glaring sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains.

Lin Dawei stood shirtless in his living room, wearing only Duck King athletic shorts.

Sweat poured down like rain, pooling on the floor.

Glide and dive.

Throw a jab or block.

He was like a machine, repeating the most monotonous actions over and over again in the air.

The feedback from ten times the training was like an invisible whip, lashing every muscle in his body.

Pain, soreness, muscle memory.

The correct path of force application is forcibly imprinted deep within.

It was afternoon.

Black Bear Boxing Gym in the Eastern Suburbs.

Artest leaned against the corner post of the ring, watching Lin Dawei, who was doing shadowboxing in the center of the ring, without even noticing that the water bottle in his hand had been crushed.

Just three days!

Lin Dawei's steps have gone from being clumsy at first to being quite smooth.

The weight transfer was seamless, and each jab was delivered with perfect utilization of the twisting power of the waist and hips, squeezing out the maximum force.

"Old Lin, come down."

Atai rubbed his still slightly sore quadriceps, his tone revealing a deep sense of helplessness.

"I can't teach you anymore."

Atai looked at Lin Dawei with some frustration.

"I've exhausted all the basic things I could teach."

"You learn things at an insane speed. Right now, just in terms of basic skills, your proficiency is almost on par with mine, who has been practicing for ten years."

Lin Dawei stepped off the ring and gulped down most of a bottle of water.

Zhao Pengfei gave us three days, and today is the last day.

"Any plans for tonight?"

Lin Dawei keenly caught the unspoken meaning in Atai's words.

"have."

Atai's expression turned serious.

"Someone like you can't just have a basic foundation; you need to hone your skills with real equipment."

"Tonight we've arranged the last practical training session. I've specially invited my old mentor from the provincial team, Lao Xu, to come and test you."

Atai stared intently into Lin Dawei's eyes, warning him word by word.

"The rules are the same as yesterday. You're not allowed to use your abnormal absolute strength to smash things, and you're absolutely not allowed to use a follow-up punch!"

"Old Xu is fifty years old this year, his bones are brittle, he can't withstand your abuse. In this real battle, I want to see if you can suppress this old fox using only the basic skills you learned in these three days."

Lin Dawei threw the empty water bottle into the trash can and nodded.