One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 79 Are you born in the year of the tortoise?

"That's why I brought the elders in my family out to stretch their muscles and bones."

"A mountaineering team?"

The blond captain glanced at the thermos in Zhang Zhiwei's hand, then at Wang Ye's swaying figure, and sneered:

"With just you guys?"

"This mountain is very high. People can die here."

"Take my advice, go back to square dancing. This place isn't for you."

After he finished speaking, he exchanged a mocking glance with his teammates behind him, as if they were looking at a group of ignorant ants.

Afterwards, they ignored Su Wuxian and the others, straightened their backpacks, and with professional strides, quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"Hey! I have such a bad temper!"

Tian Jinzhong rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward:

"Who does this foreign devil think he is? Calling someone a square dancer? Back when I was fighting in the mountains, his grandfather was still wearing open-crotch pants!"

"Senior brother, don't rush."

Su Wuxian stared at the direction where the group had disappeared, his eyes turning slightly cold.

"His steps were heavy, his breathing was rapid, and although he looked strong, his internal energy was in disarray."

"Is this what they call Western superhumans? Created with just a bunch of equipment?"

"And they don't seem to recognize us; they're not with the group that was following us before."

Zhang Zhiwei took a sip of the goji berry water and commented casually:

"All bark and no bite. He gets out of breath after just a few steps; his lung capacity is worse than the fire-starters on the mountain."

"Since they think we're too slow..."

Su Wuxian's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he patted Tian Jinzhong on the shoulder:

"Second Brother, shall we show them what we've got?"

"Let them know what a... Chinese grandpa is like."

"Alright!"

A glint of light flashed in Tian Jinzhong's eyes.

After decades of pent-up energy confined to a wheelchair, today I finally have a place to unleash it!

"Men! Keep up!"

Tian Jinzhong shouted loudly.

boom!

Suddenly, the rocks beneath his feet shattered, and instead of continuing along the winding mountain path, he...

Like a large bird, it charged straight up the steep hillside!

That was a cliff with an angle of almost 90 degrees!

But under Tian Jinzhong's feet, it was as if he were walking on flat ground!

"Holy crap! Second Master! Slow down! Wait for us!"

Wang Ye, carrying three large bags, was almost in tears:

"Is this climbing a mountain? This is flying!"

......

Half an hour later.

Halfway up the mountain.

The blond captain and his team are trudging along with great difficulty.

The mountain roads in the Qinling Mountains are indeed difficult to traverse. Even with their excellent equipment, they were all panting heavily and their foreheads were covered in sweat.

"Captain, should we take a break?" one of the team members asked.

"No! We must get to the designated location before dark!"

The blond captain wiped his sweat, took out his water bottle, took a sip, and sneered:

"Those old Chinese guys from earlier are probably still crying at the foot of the mountain right now. That's the difference in professionalism."

"Yeah?"

A mocking voice suddenly came from above them.

The blond captain was startled and suddenly looked up.

Above them, on a protruding boulder, hung upside down from a pine tree, swaying like a large bat.

He held an apple in his hand, making a crunching sound as he took a disdainful look at the mercenaries below.

"I said... are you born in the year of the tortoise?"

"Grandpa, I've been waiting here for over half an hour, and I've already eaten two apples. How did you manage to climb all this way?"

"What???"

All the mercenaries were stunned.

How did that old man get up there?

This is a sheer cliff! And they didn't see anyone overtake them the entire way!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

The blond captain rubbed his eyes, feeling like he was hallucinating.

Just then.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Su Wuxian, holding Su Duo's hand, emerged from the bushes beside them, his steps light and graceful, without even breaking a sweat.

He glanced at the dumbfounded blond captain, then smiled and pointed to Tian Jinzhong above:

"Sorry, my elderly relative has a bit of ADHD and runs a little fast."

"You guys keep climbing slowly, we'll go to that hill ahead and have hot pot first."

Followed by.

Zhang Zhiwei, with his hands behind his back, floated past like a ghost, even shaking his head as he passed the blond captain.

"Young man, your body is too weak. Go back and take some Liuwei Dihuang Pills."

Finally, there were Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan, carrying large and small bags.

Although they were exhausted, they were still faster than the fully armed mercenaries.

Feng Baobao, carrying a shovel, walked past them expressionlessly, her eyes unfocused, muttering to herself:

"There's a wild boar ahead... I need to catch it... Zhang Chulan said he'd roast it for me if I caught it..."

This group of people simply swaggered past them.

They left this so-called "elite squad" behind like trash.

Amidst the wind, Tian Jinzhong's arrogant laughter echoed:

"Hahahaha! A bunch of cowards! Come and chase me! If you catch me, I'll let you have your way with me!"

The blond captain stood there, watching the "senior mountaineering group" disappear into the distance.

The trekking pole in my hand snapped with a "crack".

His face turned a deep purplish-red, his worldview severely shaken.

"These are... the elderly people of China?"

"Fxxk! Are the intelligence agencies incompetent??? This bunch of monsters!!"

"Who says all old men in China do is square dancing and steal eggs?"

"Captain...should we continue the pursuit?" a team member asked timidly.

"Chase my ass!"

The blond captain gritted his teeth, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes:

"Notify Team Two! Activate Plan B!"

"These people are suspicious. At night... send them on their way!"

"I'll show them that running fast is useless; no matter how powerful you are, you're still afraid of alchemical bullets!!"

......

Deep in the Qinling Mountains.

The further you go in, the fewer people there are.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, blocking out the sun.

This place is no longer a tourist attraction; no one will set foot here anymore.

"Huff... huff..."

Wang Ye was carrying three huge hiking backpacks, and he was so tired that his tongue was almost sticking out.

"Gentlemen... can we take a break?"

"This mountain road is so difficult to walk on..."

"Is it difficult to walk?"

Tian Jinzhong's voice came from ahead.

Wearing tactical boots, Old Tian moved with the agility of a swallow, leaping about among the rocks, occasionally grabbing a tree branch to swing on a swing.

"I find it quite easy to walk! The air is so fresh!"

"Xiao Wang, your physical condition isn't good enough; you need to train more!"

Wang Ye: "..."

So it wasn't you who took the things.

This entire set of equipment weighs almost 100 pounds.

Having good physical fitness isn't a good thing either.

Besides, what happened after your trip to Biyou Village?

Suddenly letting loose?

Is this someone who just stood up? Are you born in the Year of the Monkey?

In fact, even the king didn't know.

Since Tian Jinzhong played the role of a physical education teacher in the indoor film Perfect World.

Then they completely began to let go of themselves and stop restraining themselves.

He has become a perfect example of an elderly person pursuing youthful passion and freedom.

"Hot-blooded passion! Youthful spirit!"

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