Chapter 7: Wang Chan's Big Gun

  "You think so too, I used to think the same way. You see, this place is called Tiger Forest, and my name has a tiger character in it, isn't it destined that I would enter the mountain forest like a tiger?" The burly man laughed loudly for a few moments, then suddenly his face turned serious again, saying: "However, according to our information, Zhou Lin has a new bodyguard who is extremely formidable. Our plan this time was precise, we took advantage of that bodyguard's weakness, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy."

  "Hmm! The bodyguard's name is Sun Changfeng. I sneaked a peek at him the other day, and I'm sure none of you would have guessed that this guy was actually an instructor at the Wolf Tooth Special Training Camp, trained in authentic Bajiquan plus Pi Gua Zhang. Before my retirement, I saw him at the military district's martial arts competition, and he was indeed very formidable. However, these days, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, they can't withstand bullets. No matter how tough you are, one shot will knock you down!"

  "Hmph, so he's the instructor of Lang Ya. Back in the troops, I've always wanted to take on these people. Last time at the all-army martial arts competition, if I hadn't accidentally injured that spoiled brat and been sent back home, I would have already become the number one in the military district and a battalion commander! And now I'm still doing this kind of thing with my brothers? If Sun Changfeng doesn't come, then forget it. But if he does, I'll finally get to test my skills against him. All these years of practicing Iron Sand Palm won't go to waste!"

  "Brother Tiger is naturally the most formidable, two years ago at home for the New Year's Eve cow slaughter, others used knives and hammers, Brother Tiger just patted a few slaps on the cow's head, the hardest skull on the cow's body was shattered." A man chuckled and gave a loud slap on the back.

  "Killing the bull still needs to slap a few palms, this guy is just a big talker and a braggart, even if he has practiced iron sand palm, he's still an idiot." Wang Chan listened carefully in the dark and saw clearly, his heart extremely disdainful of that burly man. Iron sand palm, this kind of kung fu, like the thirteen taibao horizontal smelting he practiced, is a widely spread external hard qigong in the outside world, almost every school has some different records, but in fact, once this palm method is practiced to perfection, it's a whole new world, its power far exceeding ordinary people's imagination.

  During the Republic of China, there was a man named Gu Ruzhang from Funing, Jiangsu Province who was a master of Shaolin Iron Sand Palm. He was known for his exceptional skills and was said to have skin as soft as silk and a complexion whiter than ordinary people. However, when he used his palm in actual combat, it could shatter rocks and split iron with a single strike. His palm power was both fierce and majestic, yet subtle and refined, leaving people in awe.

  It is said that Gu Ruzhang spent his entire life mastering the Iron Sand Palm, and by old age, he had reached the level of being able to generate internal energy from the outside in. With just one slap, he could achieve the effect of containing and not leaking, concentrating his power into a single point, and shattering stone slabs through tofu. He could even strike out with his inner energy from a distance, determining life and death.

  Wang Chan's eyes were venomous, hidden in the dark, and with one glance, he saw that the big man's hands were thick and large, extremely abnormal, with five fingers of equal length, and a blackish color. Obviously, he had been practicing his skills incorrectly, only knowing how to use brute force, lacking guidance from a master, and not having obtained the secret transmission of the Iron Sand Palm technique. Otherwise, even if his skills were not yet refined, washing his hands daily with medicinal water would have prevented them from becoming as they were now, like inhuman hands.

  If he continues to practice like this, the reason why nothing has happened so far is that this big man is in his prime, with abundant energy and blood to consume. However, once this period of time passes, his hands will gradually become depleted of blood and vitality, his muscles and tendons will all shrink, and within ten years he will be completely crippled, even putting his own life at risk.

  However, Wang Chan didn't take these people seriously now. What caught his attention was the pile of steel rods placed next to Da Han's feet and the "cruel instrument" in his hand that he couldn't stop fiddling with. If guessed correctly, these things were the special "big gun" that Wang Chan had asked Zhou Lin to customize for him three months ago. Zhou Lin knew Wang Chan's rule of going down the mountain every three months, and this morning he brought this package out the door, obviously to hand it over to Wang Chan, but didn't expect to be tied up by these people as soon as he left the house.

  In modern society, apart from fruit knives and kitchen knives, any private carrying of cold weapons is not allowed by the state and the law. Even with a train station's gate, you can't get in. It was precisely considering this point that Wang Chan spent a lot of thought to design a gun that is convenient to carry and won't attract attention for himself.

  This gun, from head to tail, is exactly over 2 meters long, all designed according to the ancient cavalry's long spear design. The spearhead is 2 feet 2 inches, the gun barrel is 7 inches and 3 minutes, the gun body is 1 meter, divided into three sections, each section is a standard 3 feet 3 inches and 3 minutes long. The entire body is made of special wind-milled steel, purely hand-forged and polished, with internal threaded connections in the middle, which can be disassembled into three steel rods, one gun tip, one gun barrel, and a backpack made of special canvas. It's not much different from the sword bag used by the uncles and aunts who exercise in the park nowadays. However, this thing weighs over 80 kilograms, much heavier than the black wooden club Wang Zhen uses to practice his spear every day. Once assembled, it is absolutely a top-notch deadly weapon.

  Now, the treasure that even Wang Chan himself had not touched was casually thrown to the ground, and the tip of the gun was being played with by the leader of the group. This guy was also a practitioner, it's impossible for him not to see what kind of weapon this is.

  "You said that Sun Changfeng is practicing Bajiquan, I heard that people who practice this style of boxing usually need to practice the Liuhe Dagu to experience the feeling of their body's explosive power. However, the big spears they use for practice should all be made of white wood, but how come Zhou Lin actually used high-quality steel to make such a big spear? It can be disassembled and reassembled, and it weighs at least 70-80 kilograms!"

  "Doesn't Brother Tiger think that this thing was specially made by Zhou Lin to win over Sun Changfeng? In the Three Kingdoms, Guan Yu had the bravery of a million men, and his Green Dragon Crescent Blade was only nine feet two inches long and weighed eighty-two kilograms. What is Sun Changfeng, able to wield such a large iron spear? I think it's probably for collection, looks good, and deliberately brought out to decorate the door!" The big man with scars on his face sneered, and came up with a reasonable explanation."

  "It's also, if he can use this thing to practice shooting, then we can only go back to where we came from, and this trip will definitely be blind. Damn it, it's like scaring himself, someone who can wield this big gun, with a flick of his wrist, at least has three to five thousand jin of strength, is that still human?"

  The big Han was also delighted, just about to speak, when suddenly a footstep sound came from outside, the man guarding the door poked his head in and shouted loudly: "Tiger brother, that woman has arrived, bringing a small white face with her, it's Sun Changfeng, apart from this, there is no other movement around."

  "Ah, so Sun Changfeng had been in cahoots with that woman all along. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come together with her. Alright, leave two people to guard Zhou Lin, the rest of you follow me out and let's take a look at this Sun Changfeng." The burly man nicknamed "Tiger Brother" spat a wad of thick phlegm onto the ground, then stood up and coldly said a sentence before leading the other two men out.

  "So that's how it is! I've long known that Zhou Lin married a woman 20 years younger than him two years ago, but I didn't expect today's incident to be exactly like the scene from Water Margin where Pan Jinlian poisoned Wu Dalang. Since ancient times, women have been harming men, and this is no exception - adulterous husbands and wives deserve to die!"

  As soon as he heard Tiger's words, Wang Chan's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed the cause and effect of this kidnapping case. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a murderous intention arose.

  He had been living in the deep mountains for a long time, although he hadn't attended school, but he wasn't an ignorant person who couldn't recognize big characters. The old man was from a family that valued education when he was young, and he studied the classics of Confucianism since childhood. Although many things happened later and his life was disrupted, he never changed his habit of reading books while brewing tea in his spare time.

  Wang Zhen was also influenced by this, and from a young age, he was familiar with classical literature. Whether or not he attended school was unimportant, especially since he enjoyed reciting the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin, often flipping through them repeatedly. The various stories described in these books left a deep impression on him. Now that the truth behind one matter has been guessed, it immediately became clear that this was the doing of Zhou Lin's newlywed wife and his bodyguard Sun Changfeng, who had colluded with each other, either to be together for a long time or to plot against his family property, thus giving rise to malicious intentions. This was why they secretly hired Tiger Brother and his group of fugitives to kidnap Zhou Lin.

  "It seems that today I will be Wu Song, the tiger-beating hero. Just like back then, I'll give them a bloody Lion's Building. However, this is Zhou Lin's territory, and if I rush out now without thinking and kill someone, I'll have to face his complaints afterwards. That wouldn't be good. It's better to wait calmly and observe the situation, so that Zhou Lin can see the truth with his own eyes. Then, when the time comes, I'll take action to save people."

  At this time, Zhou Lin, who was lying in the corner of the wall, also slowly woke up, but now his hands and feet were all tied up with ropes as thick as fingers, and a towel was stuffed into his mouth, unable to speak or move at all. Fortunately, Zhou Lin was also doing illegal business, after experiencing great storms, he immediately knew that he had been kidnapped as soon as he woke up, although he was frightened out of a cold sweat for a while, with a terrified look in his eyes, but he still managed to calm himself down in an extremely short period of time, without too much panic.

  Seeing Zhou Lin in trouble, Wang Chan also suppressed his urge to rush out and rescue Zhou Lin immediately. He shrunk his body a bit more, hiding in the darkness, holding his breath and concentrating, listening carefully with his ear tilted.

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