One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

Chapter 214 Secretly Taking the Civil Service Exam Without Telling Me?

Zhang Chulan's pleas for mercy grew more and more pitiful with each utterance.

After 'two and a half hours' of wailing, there were signs of it stopping.

Ma Xianhong sat on the ground, panting heavily.

I was covered in sweat.

It was fun to fight!

Although Zhang Chulan didn't sweat, his entire body had been thoroughly relaxed.

The accompanying feeling of euphoria made him believe that he could ascend to heaven at any moment.

He was happy too!

"Old Ma..." Zhang Chulan, with a pig-like face, sat up from the ground and called out slowly.

“...Speak!” Ma Xianhong seemed still angry.

He found it hard to accept being betrayed, especially by someone who was also a successor of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques!

The destruction of Biyou Village.

He had already considered this ending from the very day it was established.

Even if he were suddenly wiped out, he wouldn't be too surprised.

But he never imagined that his demise would be caused by the stabbing of one of his own kind!

Zhang Chulan actually knew the reason why Ma Xianhong was furious.

But he suppressed his guilt and spoke softly:

"There are some things we need to talk about... This might be one of the few times I, Zhang Chulan, will open my heart to you..."

When Ma Xianhong heard the words "open one's heart," he immediately sneered disdainfully.

"You, Zhang Chulan, can still open your heart to me?"

Zhang Chulan didn't speak, but just stared intently at Ma Xianhong beside him.

This scene conveys a sense of deep affection in their gazes.

Having finished her grilled fish, Feng Baobao tilted her head and looked at the two of them.

After a while,

Ma Xianhong exhaled a breath of stale air and finally spoke:

"Tell me..."

Zhang Chulan sat cross-legged, his expression solemn.

"Although it may seem a bit abrupt, you must remember my first words!"

"That means from this moment on, you...don't trust anyone around you, whether it's family, friends, or even me!"

Ma Xianhong's eyes narrowed.

"What did you say?!"

Zhang Chulan remained unmoved, speaking each word clearly and deliberately.

"Don't trust... anyone around you!"

He knew that behind Ma Xianhong was a group of people hiding underwater.

This group has extensive connections and immense power.

They are able to obtain top-secret information from within the company without being detected.

That night in Biyou Village

If Bai Yuan hadn't taken Ma Xianhong away, then Ma Xianhong would have been kidnapped later...

Furthermore, the company will suffer casualties!

but...

The fact that Ma Xianhong is here at this moment shows that he and the people behind him are not of one mind!

They exhibit two extreme differences in their approaches to doing things!

He's gambling.

There is a certain conflict between the horse racing bettor, Sin Hong, and the people behind him.

Ma Xianhong responded expressionlessly:

"Why are you concerned about me when we're from the same company?"

"Phew... Old Ma..."

The two of them asked and answered questions.

Before we knew it, we were talking about sunset.

Night quickly enveloped the valley.

The campfire was lit again.

The firewood in the bonfire crackled and popped.

Ma Xianhong leaned against the stone wall, remaining silent.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao sat on the other side, equally silent.

Some things require thought and time to process.

Zhang Chulan stared blankly at the burning campfire.

He made the right bet...

...

The moon and stars are scarce,

Ma Xianhong suddenly got up and walked outside.

There were no prior signs whatsoever.

Zhang Chulan immediately woke up from his meditation and called out:

"Old Ma, where are you going?"

Ma Xianhong remained silent, simply burying his head as he walked further away.

As Ma Xianhong's figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Feng Baobao asked blankly:

"in spite of?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head.

"There's no point in chasing after them."

Tap tap... tap...

The area around this abandoned bunker is eerily quiet at nightfall.

The slight sound of Ma Xianhong's footsteps on the ground was exceptionally clear.

The reason he suddenly appeared was...

It was because of the 'mysterious' pattern on my arm that kept appearing and disappearing...

It seems someone... is calling him?

After walking for more than a kilometer toward a certain location.

He suddenly heard a strange sound...

"Cuckoo...cuckoo..."

Birdsong?

cuckoo?

Ma Xianhong paused, wondering how a cuckoo could suddenly appear in such a godforsaken place.

...He's a person!

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, Ma Xianhong walked forward fearlessly, eager to see who was calling him!

I'm even more eager to figure out the origin of this flickering pattern on my arm.

After passing through a patch of bushes,

Ma Xianhong paused again.

He saw a burly man with a buzz cut holding a megaphone to his mouth, imitating a bird's call.

And next to this man with a buzz cut, there were three other people.

A handsome young man.

A middle-aged man exuding gloom.

The last one was a short old man.

The handsome young man grinned at him.

"Old Ma, long time no see, have you missed me?"

Ma Xianhong was stunned and speechless for a moment.

As he looked at the smiling face of the young man in front of him, a fragment of memory buried deep in his mind instantly surfaced.

It's as if these memories were originally locked in a box and thrown into an inconspicuous corner.

He didn't have the key, and he didn't really care.

The moment he saw the young man's face, the box that had been in the corner suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a key on it...

Long-forgotten memories naturally surfaced.

Those memories that had been 'faded' are starting to become clear!

He finally figured out the origin of the mysterious pattern on his arm...

Yes...

This guy gave it to him!

but,

A glint of light flashed in Ma Xianhong's eyes, and he feigned doubt as he said:

"Who is Old Ma? Who are you people? Are you waiting for me here on purpose?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Liuqing immediately cursed:

"Ma Xianhong, you little bastard, what are you pretending for?! Just because you changed your clothes doesn't mean I won't recognize you. Tell me now, where did you put Wugensheng's collection?!"

Ma Xianhong frowned.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I don't understand!"

Tu Junfang looked at Ma Xianhong, who was frowning, and rubbed his chin.

"Have you lost your memory?"

Ma Xianhong countered with:

"Do I know you guys before?"

Xia Liuqing was a little dumbfounded, her face full of suspicion.

"Damn it! You little bastard, have you really lost your memory?"

After saying that,

He turned his head and looked at Bai Yuan.