But after that first shot, it became difficult to hit Feng Bujue again.

Now that his whereabouts had been exposed, Brother Jue didn't need to continue crawling and hiding; he could simply dodge in the open.

With his current skills, if he were to get even a little serious, he could disappear from the sight of ordinary people; even those with exceptionally good dynamic vision wouldn't be able to keep up.

"What?" The failure of the subsequent three shots caused the middle-aged man's expression to change; clearly, he was greatly surprised by Brother Jue's speed.

*Pa*—

Just as he was still in shock, Feng Bujue flashed in front of him and kicked the gun out of his hand.

In the next second, Brother Jue spun and shifted again, appearing like a ghost behind the middle-aged man.

He grabbed the man's shoulder with his left hand, held a [Cola Pistol] to the back of his head with his right, and said coldly, "Don't move."

The tone Feng Bujue used when he said those two words was equivalent to telling the other party—"The moment you move, I'll shoot."

"Heh heh..." Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the middle-aged man sneered twice. "You think... a mere pistol can harm Liang Feifan?"

Before he finished speaking, a chilling internal energy burst forth from his body, causing even the surrounding air to turn cold.

Fortunately, Brother Jue was prepared. He knew that this small boss was no simple character, and definitely wasn't just someone with a special weapon. So, he immediately withdrew from the range of the other party's internal force attack, retreating about ten feet.

With this retreat, he created distance between himself and Liang Feifan. Seeing this, the surrounding special forces soldiers immediately raised their weapons, instantly forming an arc-shaped formation and opening up a network of fire against him.

"Put your guns away." Just as the special forces soldiers were about to open fire, Liang Feifan suddenly raised a hand, ordering them to stop. He then met Brother Jue's gaze and said, "I'll deal with this person... myself."

"Ho~" Feng Bujue looked at him with narrowed eyes. "You're pretty confident, huh?"

Liang Feifan's confidence stemmed from his underestimation of his opponent's strength...

After that brief exchange, Liang Feifan's judgment of Feng Bujue was: *This person is very fast. If he were to run at full speed, not only would bullets not hit him, but escaping the jungle wouldn't be difficult either; however, his combat power is quite ordinary, after all, he didn't even dare to withstand my internal force impact head-on.*

Thinking this way... Liang Feifan naturally had to stop the special forces soldiers from firing, because bullets weren't very effective against this target to begin with. If he forced the other party to escape, wouldn't that be giving up the merit that was already in his grasp?

"Confident?" Two seconds later, Liang Feifan looked back at Brother Jue with a disdainful gaze and said, "You're the one who's confident..." As he spoke, he loosened his tie. "Compared to us true experts who use 'Jin Dan pills' to enhance our skills, you miscellaneous martial artists are already ten thousand miles behind in terms of foundation... Although your qinggong (light body technique) seems to be pretty good, it's probably too naive to think you can cause trouble at Santiago with just that, right?"

"Hey, hey..." Listening to the other party's words, Feng Bujue kept mentally complaining. "*Martial artist*? What's with the *skills*? The bizarre script introduction insists on speculating... It's true that it can be inferred that this world has very strong black technology, but what's with this dialogue that seems to imply that this is also a 'high-martial world' at the same time?"

"What?" Seeing that Brother Jue's gaze was wandering and he seemed to be lost in thought, Liang Feifan assumed he had succeeded, and the look of triumph on his face became even more pronounced. "Are you scared now?"

"Yeah, I'm scared." Unexpectedly, in less than a second, Feng Bujue actually nodded and replied expressionlessly.

It wasn't like this guy would ever feel fear, but even if he did, his expression wouldn't be convincing at all.

"How about this..." Feng Bujue continued before the other party could respond, "I'll surrender and go with you, and tell you everything I know. Brother Feifan, you'll be merciful and spare my life."

Liang Feifan was also stunned. He hadn't expected... that the guy in front of him would be so "understanding" that he would actually say the very conditions he was preparing to propose.

"Uh..." Liang Feifan had no reason to reject this proposal, because capturing the intruder alive and extracting information was clearly more meritorious than killing the target.

"Heh... alright." After hesitating for a couple of seconds, Liang Feifan ordered the soldiers on either side, "What are you waiting for? Seize him!"

The smoothness of the proceedings... made Liang Feifan feel like it was all too unreal. In less than ten seconds, two special forces soldiers stepped forward to search Feng Bujue and put on the [Cola Handcuffs]; throughout the entire process, Brother Jue showed no signs of resistance and cooperated fully with their actions.

Then, they escorted Feng Bujue toward the headquarters building.

Two minutes later, Liang Feifan, who was walking halfway there, even took out a communicator to report the matter directly to Earl William, exaggerating and boasting about his "magnificent achievements" in the process, describing himself as wise and brave, like a divine soldier descending from the heavens.

What he didn't know at this time was that he... had already been affected by the [“Friend's” Headgear].

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The "escorted" Feng Bujue, on the other hand, was approaching his destination at a speed faster than if he had been moving on his own. In less than twenty minutes, he saw the "American Santiago International Agricultural Group Headquarters" building.

This place could be described as shrouded in jungle, with blockhouses standing tall, easy to defend and difficult to attack, impregnable.

When he arrived near the building, Feng Bujue saw a man in a brown suit from afar, whose data strength was slightly higher than Liang Feifan's.

That... was Liu Xing.

He had been waiting here for a while. Seeing the smug look on Liang Feifan's face, a hint of displeasure couldn't help but appear between Liu Xing's brows.

However, he didn't say anything to Liang Feifan. He seemed to be waiting there just to take a look at what the intruder looked like; after confirming this, he left.

"Hmph... putting on an act." Liang Feifan spat fiercely after watching the other party's departing figure from afar.

Feng Bujue saw all of this. Although he didn't know the grudges between Liang Feifan and Liu Xing, nor was he interested in them, he still remembered this plot information, in case it might be needed.

Soon, Brother Jue was brought into the Santiago Group's headquarters building. At that moment, the system prompt arrived...

[Current mission completed]

[Main quest progress updated]

[Side quest triggered]

Hearing this, Feng Bujue glanced at the quest bar and found that [Explore the jungle, find and infiltrate the American Santiago International Agricultural Group Headquarters] had been checked off. Underneath it, a new main quest had been refreshed: [Obtain the Jinkela-related archives and leave the building]

And outside of this main quest, an additional side quest had also been refreshed: [Defeat at least seven Santiago Group management members, current progress 0/7]

"Very good, it feels like this side quest can be done incidentally while doing the main quest..." After reading the quests, Feng Bujue murmured softly.

"What are you muttering about? Hurry up!" Because he had just seen Liu Xing, Liang Feifan felt a little annoyed. Seeing Brother Jue slowing down and talking to himself at this moment, he wanted to find fault and vent his anger. So, when he reprimanded him, he deliberately walked behind Brother Jue and kicked the latter in the back.

And Feng Bujue, after being kicked by him like this, actually fell out in an exaggerated manner. He rushed forward face down, curled up on the ground in a strange posture, and didn't move for several seconds.

The two special forces soldiers responsible for escorting him didn't know whether they should go forward to help him up.

"What are you doing? Playing dead?" Seeing this, Liang Feifan took the initiative to step forward and kicked Brother Jue's thigh again. "Get up!"

It made sense that he thought the other party was "playing dead", because his two kicks just now actually didn't use much force. Even if they landed on an ordinary person, they wouldn't cause any major problems, let alone someone like Brother Jue, a "martial artist."

"Not playing dead..." A second later, Feng Bujue maintained the posture of being curled up face down, and replied in a lazy voice, "Just wanted to use this to block your line of sight..."

"Huh?" At first, Liang Feifan didn't realize what he was saying. He repeated the other party's words with a puzzled expression. "Block our line of..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Feng Bujue suddenly straightened up and jumped up, holding a string of handcuffs that had already been detached from his wrists, shaking them in front of his eyes: "Blocking you so I could take off the handcuffs."

"You!" At the moment of Liang Feifan's shock...

Feng Bujue had already made his move.

No one knew where he pulled out a pipe wrench (Brother Jue had been searched when he was captured, but the other party only took away the pistol and some ammunition that he had placed outside his knapsack), and with a couple of *duang~duang~* sounds, he knocked down the two special forces soldiers next to him. Under the attack of a level 57 player's legendary weapon, helmets were indeed just for show.

"Ha!" Liang Feifan's reaction wasn't slow either. At the same time as the two cannon fodder fell, he had already gathered his strength and struck out with a palm.

The huge palm force struck fiercely towards Feng Bujue's chest, like a滔滔大浪 (Tāo Tāo Dà Làng – surging wave), and was also chillingly cold.

"Tch... another ice-attribute move..."

The last time Liang Feifan's internal energy burst out, Brother Jue withdrew and didn't take it head-on because he felt that inexplicable "coldness." Of course, there was no reason to withstand it this time either.

After muttering to himself in his heart, Feng Bujue instantly activated [Spiritual Sense Gathering Art - Extreme], dodged the attack that was close at hand, and took the opportunity to circle behind Liang Feifan, raising the [z Pipe Wrench] and smashing it down.

*Ping ping ping...*

Knocking down a small boss with a single ordinary weapon attack was undoubtedly impossible (at least not for Feng Bujue, but some swordsmen of his level should be able to do it)... So, this time, Brother Jue used a "continuous strike."

Everyone knew his hand speed. Even without relying on any moves, simply "repeatedly hammering" could produce a very high attack frequency in a short period of time.

But as a result, his attacks landed on Liang Feifan's back... and emitted a series of sounds similar to hitting solid ice.

"Heh heh heh..." Liang Feifan's sneering voice then came. From this laughter, it could be known that he hadn't suffered much damage. "I told you... it's useless if you're only fast!"

As he spoke, he shouted again, releasing his internal force in an outward burst.

"Ha! I have [Heaven and Earth Great Art] within me, and I practice the [Icy Silkworm Poison Palm] externally. I can freely absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and convert it into internal force, release the cold poison externally, protect my body with cold light, resist swords and spears, and split rocks and shatter gold with my energy. The dantian’s capacity is like the sea, and reverse flow can increase my power by four times... How can you fight me? Hahahahaha..." As Liang Feifan spoke, his data strength was indeed rapidly climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it really did increase fourfold.

"Ah~ ah..." Feng Bujue looked at the other party weakly and muttered, "Your lines are like a Hong Kong comic book villain..." Speaking to this point, suddenly, his tone and eyes became exceptionally sharp, "... but they've fired up this daddy!"

As soon as these words came out, Brother Jue jumped back a big step, retracted the pipe wrench, gripped it with both hands... and pulled it to both sides, instantly transforming the pipe wrench into the form of nunchakus.

"To tell you the truth! I've been hiding my strength all along! In fact, I internally cultivate the [Royal Zenith Divine Way], and externally practice the [Cross Chasing Soul Staff]. I bear [No Shadow, No Trace], and use [Moksha Release]. My divine skill is boundless, my staff technique is peerless, I leave no trace in the snow, and my Buddhism is boundless! How can you fight me?" He finished saying all of this at a speed several times faster than the other party, while also twirling the nunchakus there as he spoke.

Whether it was due to the equipment bonus or not, after Liang Feifan heard him finish introducing himself... cold sweat broke out.

"*This kid isn't telling the truth, is he...*" Brother Feifan was strong on the outside but hollow on the inside. On the surface, he was still putting on a show, but in his heart, he was already feeling weak. "*I remember that Liu Xing also practices the [Royal Zenith Divine Way]... and ordinary people simply don't know the name of this supreme martial art. Could it be that he...*"

"I'm a reasonable person." Feng Bujue didn't give the other party too much time to think, and then continued, "You and I originally had no grievances, but you inexplicably became violent with me just now. As the saying goes—an eye for an eye, twice the retaliation. You... kicked me twice, I... will cripple you, very fair!"