Facing the gun muzzle, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, his head banging on the bloody ground,
"Find... Yu God... find Yu God... also... yes! Also!"
He anxiously pointed upwards,
"There are no cameras here! I can help you cover it up!
We can go find him... find him... also... also...
I also know that Yu God has a friend he’s very close with, he might also be over there..."
Master Meng mumbled as he thought of every possible chance to survive.
In the crisis of near death, he remembered one more thing,
"In five days! There will be a preparation ceremony for the martial arts exchange! Brother Ling, as a judge, might go ahead of time..."
"Are you sure?" Zhang Feng looked at him, "How confident are you?"
"I..." Master Meng shivered: "I... I don’t know... because Yu God and Brother Ling have conflicts with the Martial Arts Association...
Yu God is not strong enough now, he definitely won’t go...
Brother Ling... not certain...
But Yu God’s friend, Yu God might find him... he is one of the major investors in our Ling Martial Arts Hall... they are of similar ages... have similar temperaments, they can chat well together..."
’Major investor?’ Zhang Feng listened, but felt it was useless, because anyone looking for someone would go to the person’s home.
How would anyone go to the ’investor’s’ home?
It sounds a bit outrageous.
But, it’s still a piece of information.
If he really can’t find them, it’s better than searching aimlessly in the vast ocean.
Zhang Feng looked at his somewhat delirious state, and then glanced at the driver slumped on the ground.
Actually, Zhang Feng wanted to kill Master Meng, then take one less person, and only let the driver take him through the night.
But now Master Meng had some use.
To truly find the martial hall’s investor, he might help arrange a meeting for him, it indeed had some method to it. The source of this content ɪs NoveIꜰire.net
The laboratory did not need cleaning up anymore.
The man and woman isolated inside the curtain were buried nearby for peace.
Traveling overnight to another province.
Yu God’s address and the investor’s are in different provinces.
Zhang Feng decided to go to Yu God’s address first.
Arriving only by the next morning, the villa was empty.
Without much thought, he set off again to the investor’s place.
Zhang Feng’s thinking was simple, since he was starting his revenge now, he wanted to kill swiftly.
The general plan was similar to the "prologue’s" swift killings.
But the timing was more urgent than that one.
Otherwise, with the communication speed of this era, if anyone noticed the laboratory was gone and hid, completely avoiding confrontation, it would indeed be hard to find them.
Of course, it cannot be denied.
This was why he spent four and a half years training vigorously, compressing the time altogether.
As for ’normal revenge’.
Zhang Feng felt it should be when time is ample, and the ways to complete it are varied.
Like himself as an ’expert doctor’, walking a career path, or networking with the big shots.
Then using official power to suppress, investigate, and finally destroy them.
This should be a relatively safe solution.
But it also diverts attention to other things, making it impossible to focus solely on training.
And his main idea now is to train, to first build a solid foundation.
But, precisely when he thought of this.
At this moment, on the highway to another province.
Zhang Feng took out the resolved prescription, looked at it carefully again, and felt if he initially did not have the ’medicinal world prescription’, or some prescription knowledge.
Then this world’s ’five years’ should be used to supplement knowledge.
’If I had not delved into prescription research in the medicinal world for years, then I surely would not be able to "unravel" this world’s enhanced prescription in a short time, and even less able to bring knowledge back to reality.’
The more Zhang Feng thought, the more he felt right,
’In a roundabout way, to learn this world’s "enhanced prescription", I must follow the medical-related revenge path, using these five years to supplement the knowledge reserve.
Otherwise, I can’t understand it at all, and would need to dissect each raw material.
Unlike now, being free.
But relatively speaking, all knowledge lines in the adventure world seem to be connected.
Even if I fall behind in a previous world, there’s an opportunity to catch up later.
The choice is mine, let’s see which specialization I want to pick first.
And currently, I’m focused on martial arts, secondary medicine, with other skills in investigation, driving, survival as minor supplementary skills.’
Zhang Feng pondered, feeling like it was choosing a character profession in a game.
Thinking again, text is essentially like a game, seems there’s nothing wrong with it.
But this profession is truly challenging to cultivate, requiring step-by-step learning and practice.
Just thinking about it makes his head spin.
Straightly, stop thinking about it, and focus on training first.
Anyway, there’s nothing during the journey.
The dusty car arrived at a separate suburban villa.
There was security outside, and inside a building occupying over three thousand square meters, six floors high.
This building is the entertainment spot for that investor, considered a private club.
The car stopped outside the estate.
Zhang Feng and the weary Master Meng got out, while the driver slept in the passenger seat.
He and Master Meng took turns driving.
"I spoke to Boss Chen on the road yesterday..."
Master Meng’s voice was a bit dry, but he quickly spoke to the bodyguards outside the estate: "He said he was here, told me to find him, I am Meng Xinhao."
"Alright." The bodyguard looked at the hat-wearing Zhang Feng, then at the slightly haggard Master Meng.
He felt rather awkward.
But since the boss had ordered, he didn’t ask much and opened the door.
In the small building.
This was a hall over two thousand three hundred square meters, with only a desk at the corner.