"Let’s go with the following mode."
Zhang Feng said this, then instructed Old Liu to operate, "Turn off the physical data and identity information of the classified personnel, only display the basic information of the people."
"Understood." Old Liu responded, operated accordingly, and then projected it onto the large screen.
Zhang Feng glanced briefly at it, seeing that they all looked like ID cards, each person appearing individually, "This person has traces of formal study, so there must be data left behind.
Therefore, in the future, you all need to focus on learning martial arts, including assessments in the future organizational systems, which should also include evaluations of martial artist behaviors and martial arts awareness.
I too joined a group today and suddenly realized that many people still have only a superficial understanding of martial arts.
This is unacceptable.
At the very least, we officials can’t be half-baked ."
"Yes..." Everyone was listening and taking notes.
Zhang Feng nodded slightly, looked at Old Liu again, "The criminal has learned the Eight-Step Chasing Cicada, filter for males trained in the Eight-Step Chasing Cicada."
"Yes!" Old Liu followed the order and began to operate.
Once filtered, there were still over ten thousand digital images on the screen.
Zhang Feng continued, "Age at 32, constitution between 16~17, resonance in any of the three meridians of ’Suspended Bell, Liang Hill, Cheng Mountain’, filter."
Old Liu continued to operate.
After filtering again, only 51 people remained.
"Filter the neighboring provinces."
Only five people remained.
"Those who temporarily overclock in the past month, filter."
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Only one person remained.
Zhang Feng stood up, looked at the stunned crowd, then pointed at the big screen, at the suspect whose figure was almost identical to that on the surveillance,
"The criminal’s identity has been confirmed, check the latest flights, stations, and SkyEye data to see where this person is."
Twenty minutes later.
On a highway leading out of the province from the city.
Zhang Feng and Old Liu stood by the roadside, with specialized personnel concealed behind them.
On the road were also two vehicles disguised as a car accident.
During this time, vehicles passing through here would appropriately slow down.
Similarly, as long as the suspect parked or slowed down here, things would be much easier.
Via big data from SkyEye, Zhang Feng and others had already locked on to his driving route.
Including on the side roads branching from this highway, law enforcement personnel had set up checkpoints.
At the same time, among the specialized personnel behind Zhang Feng, there were not only law enforcement cameras but also several stern-looking ’battlefield journalists’, including a silent middle-aged journalist from Xia City.
This first professional martial artist capture was destined to be publicized to deter some people from harboring criminal thoughts.
’The steps of the new era cannot be hindered by small matters.’
The middle-aged journalist was not talkative, but every shot was presented with documentary-like realism.
About two minutes passed.
In his camera, two cars approached one after the other from afar.
The leading vehicle had no issues, it was slowing down.
But the last sedan was the criminal’s vehicle!
The criminal proved to be exceedingly cunning; upon seeing the car accident ahead, not only did he not slow down, but he stepped on the gas, overtaking the vehicle in front, preparing to rush straight through!
The specialized personnel in the bushes, seeing the criminal intent on breaking through, instinctively stood up, ready for a forcible capture.
The middle-aged journalist also stood up at the same time, skillfully taking out a 54 pistol in one hand and a camera in the other, finding the best angle.
Just as they stood up.
Zhang Feng leapt out in one step, crossing more than ten meters, landing in the middle of the road, with his shoulder exerting force against the side of the oncoming sedan!
A heavy, dull sound of steel collision.
In an instant, the sedan seemed to be hit by a cannonball, the side structure twisted and caved in, and under the momentum of inertia, it flew diagonally forward, rolling once, crashing off-road.
With another step, Zhang Feng had crossed over forty meters, arriving at the overturned car, pulling out the unconscious criminal.
Whether it was the middle-aged journalist or the special forces personnel, they were all astonished and dumbfounded.
Although President Zhang already had some miraculous means, such terrifying non-human brute strength, such direct human destructive power, they were witnessing for the first time.
"To... smash a car with human strength?"
"President Zhang’s power... probably exceeds three tons..."
"A person’s weight over a hundred pounds, exerting six thousand pounds of force? Sixty times?"
They were repeatedly surprised, unable to imagine humans achieving such a physiological structure.
"This is body exertion." Zhang Feng saw so many recording devices, and thought about his Hard Qigong not yet publicized, it was just right, used this moment as a temporary lesson:
"I developed a method of Hard Qigong myself.
It combines the great Demon Subduing Fist and Eight-Step Chasing Cicada, allowing our entire body to form a kind of power."
Zhang Feng, holding the criminal in one hand and gesturing his skeleton with the other,
"When martial arts reach great success, all bones will become a great bow, the entire body’s qi condensed into one force.
The power is the arrow shot from the bow.
Just like the Baji Iron Mountain Lean earlier, a very simple move, coupled with simple body exertion, such a bow, such an arrow, can produce tons of power in a strike."