He told me to pretend to be sick because he was afraid that the park would impose unwritten rules on me, forcing me to continually challenge the bodyguards of the Killing Maniac Sect in Myawaddy until I win.
If I don't want to fight, they'll break my arm or leg to make me comply.
"No need to pretend; I'm genuinely exhausted and sore. Since coming to Myanmar, my health has deteriorated a lot. There's an old saying in Chinese medicine: 'Worry leads to illness.' I'm probably experiencing that."
I closed my eyes in pain, and images of my warm hometown flashed through my mind.
If it weren't for my good constitution, I'd have died from all this torment long ago.
"Fortunately, it's just external injuries. A few days of rest and I'll recover. I called Professor Ace earlier; he agreed to protect you. He should be meeting with Liu Shiyi now."
Wrench sat by the bed, took out some leftover liniment oil, and poured it into his palm to massage my swollen arm.
"Of course, he has to protect me. If I die now, it will affect the competition and profits, and even the strategist will get rid of him. What I really want to know now is how Niu Baoguo and his group got here and whether the Killing Maniac himself knows about it."
If the Killing Maniac Sect really wanted to kill me, it wouldn't be hard. I'm not a machine; I can't keep fighting endlessly.
If they drag me out to be buried alive, I can only kill a few people as a last resort. No matter how tough I am, I can't beat the park's AK-wielding goons and henchmen.
Yan Zi put down her makeup box and walked over. "I know about Niu Baoguo. Tang Tian specifically talked to me about it in the car..."
It turns out Niu Baoguo went abroad with his parents when he was very young. His ancestral home is in the north, but he's lived in Thailand for business. After retiring, he got bored and started studying Chinese kung fu.
Instead of promoting Chinese martial arts, he invented some nonsense called "Lightning Whip" and boasted about it in the local circles.
His tricks ended up being quite popular, fooling a bunch of foreigners. Given his age, no one challenged him, and eventually, he met the Killing Maniac.
It got out of hand from there. He started thinking of himself as a martial arts master and a Tai Chi expert.
Until today, when I kicked him away, and he still hasn't woken up from his dream.
The funniest part is that the Killing Maniac believed his nonsense and hired him with a high salary to teach "Tai Chi" at their base...
As for why they came to the KK Park this time, it was mainly because Niu Baoguo wanted to visit China and see who I am.
When Paitun was killed by me here, his ashes weren't sent back home. The Killing Maniac sent four disciples to collect the ashes and connect with the next boss.
So, they all came over.
Unexpectedly, they fell into Maodinglun's trap and were all killed by me!
Now I've caused a big mess, and I don't know how to clean it up.
I was puzzled. "Did Tang Tian know about this? Otherwise, how did he happen to meet them and know so much about Niu Baoguo?"
Yan Zi said, "Tang Tian is from the north, didn't you know? I guess they're either fellow townsmen or acquaintances!"
I was stunned. "Good grief, he tricked me into thinking he was from Hubei. He's something else..."
"In Myanmar, who dares to tell the truth? Only you are so naive, with no guard against others. Someone could sell you out, and you'd still count the money for them."
Yan Zi poked my head with her finger and smiled sweetly.
What could I say? I could only sigh and admit, "Yes, yes, I'm naive! If I weren't naive, I wouldn't have been tricked into coming to Myanmar as a fool!"
Seeing my depressed look, Yan Zi quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Actually, you're not naive at all. You're brave and smart, handsome, loyal, and very likable."
Chen Weiqiang, holding a cigarette, came over and teased, "Yes, very likable to Yang Lianting and Liu Shiyi, haha!"
"I think so too, even the first kiss..."
"Get lost, both of you perverts! I don't want you to massage me anymore. Yan Zi, you do it!"
I sat up, grabbed the liniment oil from Wrench's hand, and handed it to the giggling Yan Zi.
"Fine, I didn't want to massage you anyway. Yan Zi, make sure to press hard; he can take it," Wrench said with a hint of meaning, getting up to sit opposite Chen Weiqiang.
"I got it, brother." Yan Zi quickly sat by my bed, put down the liniment oil, and gently massaged my arm with her delicate hands.
"Does it hurt?" she asked, her bright eyes softening like a spring breeze.
I was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Wrench and Chen Weiqiang.
"Um, suddenly it doesn't hurt. I remembered I need to sit up and eat something to regain my strength."
I jumped out of bed and quickly ran to the table. "Quick, quick, I'm starving. Get me something to eat!"
"Eat what? Eighty-one and Li Jianguo, those gluttons, ate everything. I didn't have time to restock."
Usually, Chen Weiqiang or Wrench would buy snacks when running errands in Myawaddy, but they hadn't had time lately with so much going on.
Yan Zi slapped her forehead. "Oh right, I forgot. I brought a lot of snacks. I'll go get them now."
Just then, Eighty-one and the others came back. I told Eighty-one and Screwdriver to go with Yan Zi to get the snacks to prevent any accidents.
Li Jianguo made another big sale this morning, but since Liu Shiyi wasn't in the park, there were no fireworks to celebrate.
If his sales exceed two million, Liu Shiyi will tell him where his wife is.
For revenge, Li Jianguo was really giving it his all.
I figured they would be back soon and wondered if they'd vent their anger on me. I really didn't want to be dragged into the basement...
After a while, Chen Weiqiang stood up. "Let's go to the restaurant for a meal. Snacks won't do. You need proper nourishment."
"Brother, I want to, but the circumstances don't allow it!"
Yes, I'm a martial artist, always careful about my diet, never touching cigarettes, alcohol, or soda.
Since coming to Myanmar, I've been starving most of the time, and to fit in, I've picked up almost everything except prostitution and drugs.
I can't worry about all that; staying alive and escaping is my only goal.
"Alright, at least I'll have the strength to fight when they come back."
I sighed, got up to get clean clothes.
"We're back."
I had just taken off my clothes and pants when Yan Zi cheerfully pushed the door open.
"..." I stood there, shirt in hand, staring at Yan Zi's bright eyes.
Eighty-one, carrying a box, shouted, "Oh my god, brother, your eight-pack abs are so tempting! No wonder Liu Shiyi wants to kiss you every day!"
"Eighty-one, shut up, or I'll kick you back to Northeast China!"
I turned around and quickly put on my shirt, my face burning red.
Yan Zi cleared her throat and softly said, "Ah, um, we brought the snacks. There's bread, instant luncheon meat. Come eat."
"Let's eat outside."
With that, I rushed out the door first.