A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 677 Unbelievable

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan was immediately startled and hurriedly asked, "Mom, who is Qianqian?"

"She's your Uncle Tang's daughter!"

Chao Bufan was startled again and blurted out, "Damn it, how could I have forgotten about her?"

"Son, what's wrong?"

"Oh, Mom, it's nothing. I have something to do, I'll hang up now!"

"Then be careful!"

"Yeah, I know."

Parents are always thinking about their children, especially when their children are away from home. They worry about them as soon as their children leave their sight.

The girl named Tang Qianqian mentioned on the phone was Chao Feifan's childhood friend. However, since being forced by his father to join the army eight years ago, he has only returned home four times in the past eight years, and each time it was a hurried departure. In addition, due to the strict discipline in the army, he gradually forgot about her. However, Tang Qianqian's father is not Tang Guoqiang, but Tang Zhenglin, and he is not the Chief of the General Staff, but the CEO of a company.

It seemed he had finally found a breakthrough in the dream. After hanging up the phone, Chao Bufan jerked the steering wheel, and just as the car turned around, the phone rang again. Thinking it was Qianqian calling, he picked it up and saw it was Zhou Weihua calling. He answered, "Weihua, I'm still busy right now! I'll come find you guys when I'm done..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Zhou Weihua's terrified voice came from the other end of the phone: "Bufan, help!"

The sound wasn't very loud, but it was still clear. Chao Bufan was startled and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Bufan, we've been kidnapped by a group of unidentified people! Please come and save us!"

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan was startled again. He quickly replied, "I'm coming right now," hung up the phone, and sped away in his car...

It has to be said that Zhou Weihua and his four companions were quite unlucky. They thought they had found an ancient tomb and were about to make a fortune, but they never expected that after going through so much trouble to open the tomb, they would be dumbfounded once they went inside.

It turned out that the ancient tomb had long been looted and ransacked. Moreover, a group of drug traffickers had used it as a drug trafficking den. They happened to be there during a transaction between two groups, and their ill-timed "break-in" was like walking into a tiger's den. They were immediately subdued at gunpoint. After the other side learned they weren't police officers but simply tomb raiders, they confiscated all their belongings, including their phones and wallets, and tied them up, locking them in a small tomb chamber, awaiting their fate after the transaction was completed.

Fortunately, Zhou Weihua was quick-witted and always carried an extra cell phone just in case. He strapped it to the inside of his thigh, preventing the drug traffickers from finding it. Taking advantage of their inattention, he secretly called Chao Bufan instead of immediately calling the police, fearing the traffickers would kill him. They all knew that in this line of work, killing someone was a simple matter of whim. Although they were filled with regret, they still placed all their hopes for survival on Chao Bufan, because at this moment, only Chao Bufan could save them. After all, they knew Chao Bufan was a former soldier, and a special forces soldier at that.

After receiving Zhou Weihua's distress call, Chao Bufan immediately drove at top speed to the location where Zhou Weihua and the others had the accident...

After driving for nearly two hours, Chao Bufan parked his car at the foot of a mountain. Although the location of the ancient tomb was very remote and surrounded by tall trees, he quickly found it according to the information sent by Zhou Weihua.

It is now 10 p.m., the moon is shining brightly, and the sky is full of stars.

Perhaps because they thought this place was so remote and deserted, the drug traffickers hadn't even set up a single checkpoint, which surprised Chao Bufan slightly. That was fine too; a smooth journey saved them a lot of trouble.

The ancient tomb was brightly lit, but four people stood outside, clearly sentries. They were smoking and occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones.

One of the men complained, "Damn it, we finally found a great spot, thinking no one knew about it, but these ignorant tomb raiders ruined it. Looks like we'll have to find another place."

"I don't know what you were thinking, brother. Why not just take care of them?" another man chimed in.

“You guys don’t understand, do you? The eldest brother said that these five people have all the necessary tools for tomb raiding, and they’re obviously habitual tomb raiders,” another man said.

"and then?"

"Think about it? Since these five people are habitual tomb raiders, they must have raided quite a few tombs. How can they let such fat sheep, who have come to their doorstep, go to waste?"

"That's true! Let's squeeze some money out of them first, and then..."

The man stopped there, his meaning clear: extort money first, then kill him to silence him—a two-birds-with-one-stone plan.

Chao Bufan silently hid behind a large tree. After overhearing the conversation of the four men on lookout duty, he frowned, quickly circled around to the side, and, taking advantage of their unpreparedness, rushed towards them with lightning speed. With his five fingers forming a knife, he swiftly slashed at the back of the neck of two men. Then, he took another step forward and punched another man in the temple. Just as the last man was about to cry out, Chao Bufan decisively grabbed his throat. In the instant his mouth opened slightly, he twisted it forcefully, and with a "crack," the man's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

In just two or three seconds, Chao Bufan had taken care of all four men. When he glanced down at the four men lying motionless on the ground, he was startled by his own agility. He quickly stretched out his ten fingers, flipped his palms up and down, and exclaimed in his heart, "No way? My attack speed seems to have... increased."

He quickly tried to throw a punch, but was shocked to find that he was throwing an astonishing sixty punches per second. Shocked, he frowned. How could this be? Could it be... related to the dream he had last night?

He joined the army at the age of fifteen. Due to his outstanding performance, he ranked first in all skills in the entire unit, becoming the all-rounder of the army, and thus gained the favor of his superiors. At the age of eighteen, he won the championship in a combat competition held by the army. At that time, the country was forming a special forces unit called "Sharp Knife", and he was fortunate enough to become a member of the Sharp Knife Special Forces.

Over the past five years, he has participated in many special operations, but he has never acted alone. As for his own combat skills, who knows him better than himself? Let alone throwing sixty punches per second, even twenty would be a bit of a stretch.