A smiling face usually means something bad. While this might be a bit of a simplistic view, people who approach you with a smile are usually looking to take advantage of you. It's better to be wary of such people.
Chen Chu only sensed that the man's smile was somewhat unnatural, and that his eyes were glancing at Liu Bingbing intentionally or unintentionally before quickly looking away.
The two got into the back of the taxi. The passenger was a man in his thirties with a face covered in pimples, freckles, and other blemishes. In short, his face wasn't very attractive. He was wearing ordinary black clothes and had hair that resembled Leslie Cheung's hairstyle, just a little longer.
This kind of person is very much like a lazy, idle hoodlum...
Chen Chu simply followed his intuition and gently touched the brown wristband on his right wrist.
There were ten long silver needles and twenty-five short needles inside. He later added some more. Chen Chu secretly tore off the wrist guard and put it on his left hand, making it easier to insert the needles with his right hand.
Not long after the car started moving, the man in the passenger seat started smoking, and Liu Bingbing couldn't help but cough and cover her nose.
Women shouldn't smoke or drink alcohol during pregnancy, and Liu Bingbing usually hates the smell of smoke. Chen Chu said calmly, "Brother, could you put out your cigarette?"
"Damn it! Are you talking to me?" The man turned his face, his brows furrowed, and his hands drooping down. His fingers were quite thick. Chen Chu then noticed that his features were fairly regular, his eyes were set far apart, and they were triangular and quite large. The knuckles on his short, thick hands were somewhat flat, and his temples were not deep like those of ordinary people, but rather bulging.
Chen Chu exhaled. People with bulging temples are usually trained martial artists. When their kung fu is strong enough, small bumps can appear on their temples, which means they have abundant internal energy and a strong body.
Short, thick fingers indicate frequent training, while flat knuckles can only be explained by frequent hitting of a sandbag, which flattens the knuckles.
Chen Chu smiled faintly and said, "That's right, I was just telling you to put out your cigarette, or we'll get out of the car..."
"Ahem..." The chubby driver coughed twice and said, "Brother, you should put out your cigarette. After all, there's a girl here."
As the driver spoke, he glanced casually at the man with the triangular eyes, then at the black leather suitcase under his lap. The man with the triangular eyes rolled his eyes at Chen Chu, then cursed, "Damn!"
He threw the cigarette out the car window before the car continued driving.
Along the way, Chen Chu saw the man with the triangular eyes constantly touching the leather suitcase. The suitcase was dark and looked like the kind of suitcases from the movies set in Shanghai. One suitcase contained drugs, and the other contained stacks of money. Then the two sides made a transaction, and after the transaction, they pulled out their guns and started shooting at each other.
At this moment, the man with the triangular eyes asked calmly, "Who's the most powerful person in your Hancheng?"
The chubby driver thought for a moment and chuckled: "Awesome? Heh, the police chief is the most awesome."
"Damn! Hehe..." The man with the triangular eyes laughed, reaching for a cigarette, then letting go of it.
"I said I was a hoodlum..."
The driver chuckled and said, "It used to be Ma Houzi, Fatty Yin, and Ji Yang were pretty tough too, but then Ji Yang retired. Ma Houzi and Fatty Yin were the tough guys. Now there's also Dao Duo under Ma Houzi, Mu Guoliang under Fatty Yin, and that... Fatty Sun, the leader of Little Lu (the thief)... Recently, there seems to be a group of masked guys who are also pretty fierce. They've given Ma Houzi a hard time. Ma Houzi is convinced it was Fatty Yin who did it, and the two groups are fighting right now. But some people in the underworld say that the other group is a newcomer, just starting out..."
"Damn, a bunch of little bastards..." The man had a cigarette in his mouth, then he held it in his hand.
The chubby driver tentatively asked, "Brother, where do you make your fortune?"
The car wasn't going fast, and many other cars were passing it. They were probably all drivers from Hancheng. Several of the cars were empty and heading towards Hancheng. It was almost evening by then.
That's just how autumn is; it gets dark in a flash, without even a warning from the heavens.
The man with the triangular eyes snorted, "He used to have a secure job, now he's just here for a stroll..."
"An iron rice bowl?" The driver smiled. An iron rice bowl usually refers to a stable job in the public sector, but it can also mean being imprisoned.
The driver didn't say anything, but a hint of contempt appeared on his face, as if to say, what's so great about being in prison? There are plenty of people who have been to prison, why are you the only one with a dick?
As the car was driving, it suddenly turned down a sloping hill. The man with the triangular eyes asked, "Isn't Hancheng up ahead? Why are you turning down?"
"Oh...this is a shortcut, let's take the shortcut..."
At this moment, Chen Chu behind him understood, thinking, "Take a shortcut? Forget about it!"
Last time, Venus and his gang took this route. It's not a shortcut at all; it's a long detour. Thugs used to often arrange fights here, and robberies frequently happen here too. Damn it! You want to rob me?!
Chen Chu shouted, "Stop the car!"
The driver was stunned. Instead of stopping, he accelerated even more, and the taxi sped up to 120 km/h. It was practically flying, and the road below was not easy to drive on, so the car started to shake.
If it were to take flight, everyone in the car would be doomed.
"Hehe... It's alright, this is a shortcut, we'll be there in no time..."
The driver sped up, and Chen Chu didn't dare to move. If the car overturned, everyone inside would be in serious trouble, including Liu Bingbing who was next to him...
Chen Chu gritted his teeth, and this time, the man with the triangular profile asked Chen Chu, "Brother, are you a local? Is this a shortcut?"
"No, this route is a longer one, and there are frequent cases of bag-switching and robbery on this route..."
"Damn it! Stop the car!" The man in the triangle grabbed the driver's wrist and squeezed it.
The car suddenly started spinning, and the driver hurriedly shouted, "Don't touch me, I'll stop the car, okay!" But even though he said he would stop the car, it had already traveled five or six miles, and several taxis were approaching with their lights flashing ahead.
"Damn it! Turn the car around!" the man with the triangular eyes shouted, but the driver had already pulled out the key, pushed open the car door, and sped out.
"Damn it!" the man with the triangular eyes cursed. Just then, several taxis surrounded them, and the sound of emergency brakes screeching could be heard.
Then a group of people rushed out of the taxi, carrying chains, sticks, and machetes. As soon as they got out, they started slashing.
Without any unnecessary words or preamble, they went straight for the head with deadly blows. The fat man from before had lost his smile and shouted from the sidelines, "Cripple both men, leave the woman here!"
Chen Chu also saw the taxi driver who had greeted him at the beginning inside.
Liu Bingbing was terrified, but Chen Chu quickly closed the car door and let Liu Bingbing sit inside. Then he kicked open the car window and climbed out. A young man with long hair and wearing a leather jacket hit him on the head with a stick.
Chen Chu extended one hand forward, using a grappling technique from the Little Hong Fist style. If someone were to slash at you from above with a stick or knife, don't panic or dodge. Keep your eyes on the knife, then slip your hand through the inside of the person's arm and pull it back to trap the knife under their armpit.
This is also the simplest and most practical grappling technique. Chen Chu followed suit, his hand passing through the inside of the other man's arm. Then, with a muffled groan, he turned sideways and pulled down to clamp the man's knife, followed by a knee kick that slammed into the man's groin.
This is the simplest and most practical move. Without any other fancy skills, Chen Chu struck the groin with a knee strike, and the kid lost his fighting ability. He covered his crotch with both hands, his eyes rolled back, and he fell backward to the ground. Chen Chu immediately stepped forward and stomped hard on the man's nose.
The boy screamed in agony, blood gushing from his nose and mouth as he was trampled. At that moment, Chen Chu snatched the man's knife and used it to block another boy's stick as he charged at him. He then pressed down on the stick, the blade pressing down on the head. Pressing down on the middle of the stick was not easy, but pressing down on the head was easy. Chen Chu then pushed the stick, the blade still pressed against the stick, and quickly thrust it into the man's arms.
With a soft thud, Chen Chu's slash was delivered with force. Normally, if this slash hit, it would only make a small cut on the opponent. But Chen Chu used both hands to push the slash, and in a flash, the slash cut open the person's stomach. Chen Chu didn't stop there; he pushed the slash further in, and the slash pierced the person's stomach, protruding towards her lower back.
"Ah!" A scream rang out as the man was pierced through, his body skewered like a string of candied hawthorns. Chen Chu tried to pull the knife out, but he couldn't; the knife was stuck between his flesh and blood.
If a knife is inserted too deeply into the body, it can only be pulled out with a triangular military dagger; other knives simply cannot be pulled out. Chen Chu kicked the man in the chest, cursing, "Go to hell!"
The man was kicked away, and two more knives came slashing at Chen Chu. Chen Chu flipped his body, performing a somersault, but he didn't care about the movement, only its practicality. The somersault should be a somersault in mid-air to dodge, but Chen Chu dodged it by tilting and staggering.
The two knives slashed at the car body with lightning speed, sparks flying everywhere. Inside, Liu Bingbing was so frightened that she covered her head and screamed.
Chen Chu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Damn it!" he cursed, then pulled out a silver needle. In his haste, he threw it forcefully with his right wrist, thinking, "Damn it, I'll blind you."
This was Chen Chu's first time using flying needles. As soon as the silver needle flew out, a boy cried out in pain. Chen Chu thought to himself, "Did it pierce my eye?"
The boy threw down the knife in pain, clutching his stomach with both hands, writhing in agony.
Chen Chu's needle was originally meant to pierce the eyes, but it ended up hitting the person's lower abdomen. Although it wasn't an acupoint, it went in more than an inch deep, piercing the intestines. Anyone would find that unbearable.
"Damn it!" Seeing Chen Chu playing dirty tricks, the other kid swung his knife viciously. Chen Chu dodged the attack by sidestepping the blade and struck out in the gap between the blade's fall. He reached out and grabbed the man's wrist with his thumb and forefinger in a duckbill shape. Then, he shifted his weight backward, pushed off the ground with both feet, and jumped backward.
Chen Chu had already used the "opportunistic theft" move extensively. The kid was originally slashing forward with his knife, and Chen Chu took advantage of his momentum to pull him up, sending the kid flying about a meter into the air. Then, Chen Chu grabbed his wrist and held on tightly. When the kid fell to the ground, Chen Chu grabbed one of his wrists with both hands and twisted it forcefully, twisting the kid's arm behind his back.
Chen Chu's hand was still gripping his wrist, while he stepped on his armpit. With a forceful twist of his hands and feet, a snap was heard, and the man's arm was broken by Chen Chu.
"Ah..." the kid screamed in pain.
"Call me your mother..." Chen Chufei kicked the man in the chin, making a slight sound of bones breaking. The man's jaw was knocked off, and he had already passed out.
The chin is the most vulnerable part of a person's body. When fighting, it's best to kick the groin to defeat the enemy with one kick. If it's inconvenient to hit the groin, then punch the chin. If you hit it accurately, one punch can knock the opponent unconscious.
The chin is movable; it can be removed or pushed back up. However, this kid's chin has already been broken by Chen Chu.
Chen Chu stopped his attack and looked up, momentarily stunned. He had been so focused on fighting that he had taken down four people, but now he saw the man with the triangular eyes sitting in front of the car, leisurely smoking. Around him, including the bald leader, were five people lying haphazardly, all with broken arms and legs.
It was clear that he had been watching Chen Chu for a while, because he had been smoking that cigarette for quite some time.
The man with the triangular eyes smiled at Chen Chu and said, "Brother, it won't bother you if I smoke a cigarette, will it..."