Chapter 115: The Marksmanship of the Cheng School of Baguazhang (2/2)

On one hand, Cheng Shanming was thinking back to the battle he had fought Wang Chao in, and on the other hand, his ear was constantly trembling as he listened to the noises coming from all around him.

There were many places around him that exuded sound in a noisy manner.

He knew that Shen Hong had already hired some people to monitor his movements. He had long since lost his own freedom to move about.

“What a group of pipsqueaks, they wish to limit my movement?” Cheng Shanming let out a small smirk, “While the situation in Southeast Asia is quite complicated, my elder martial brother is something else. We both left our homelands for North America, and that should have been fine. But he ended up going to the damnable lands of Vietnam. As a result, he lost his independence and then his life.”

“The Chinese Revival Society wishes to borrow my martial arts to gamble with the Chenshi corporation, but why would I let their dreams be so easily fulfilled? If not for Shen Hong controlling my elder martial brother, then he wouldn’t have rushed to his death on the stage. Hmph! The cause of my brother’s death can be blamed on the Chinese Revival Society as well. This time, if I don’t cause them to go bankrupt, just how would I complete my vengeance?”

Cheng Shanming had a small icy smile as he continue to think.

He was a man that knew who to blame, and who to thank. Although Chen Aiyang had been the one to kill Zhang Guangming on the stage, the blame could be split with the Chinese Revival Society. Every single competition who had a master die were forced to participate due to a hidden reason. This time, Cheng Shanming had came to take revenge on Chen Aiyang. But most importantly, he would take vengeance on the Chinese Revival Society.

On a similar note, Zhang Wei’s leap into the sea after his battle with Wang Chao couldn’t be completely blamed on him. If the friends of Zhang Wei were to realize the situation behind the fight, then roughly 60% of the blame could be pinned on the Ike Corporation which had forced Zhang Wei to fight.

“Now is not the time. When I return to Canada, I will send another letter over to challenge Chen Aiyang to an official match later. For now, I believe I should go. Just what fighter would the Chinese Revival Society find to replace me in next month’s battle?”

“This villa has five different sentries in the eastern, southern, western, and northern corners. Each one of them should have guns while the last sentry is in the flower garden with a rather impressive ambush set up When I came, I saw each of them had plenty of calluses on their trigger fingers. They must have trained daily with a gun. If I don’t escape tonight, then tomorrow when Shen Hong brings us out from Singapore to the Chinese Revival Society, escape will be even harder! This is Singapore, as long as I can make my getaway here, they will not dare to send assassins after me. My disciples can prepare a boat for me. If I just make my escape, I will be able to get onto it and head straight for Malaysia. From there, I will be able to return to North America where I can enjoy watching the two companies fight it out.”

Cheng Shanming was an exceptional person in Canada. This was not limited to martial arts or fighting; his way of thinking had been an anomaly in comparison. He had both wisdom and courage that allowed him to strategize confidently.

This time when he had realized he would have to fight with and for the Chinese Revival Society, he had secretly made some plans.

He had many disciples in Canada after branching out his Cheng school of Baguazhang. Amongst these disciples were the children of the rich and powerful who could help him in many ways. Several of these disciples had already managed to procure him a boat. As long as he made it out of Singapore, he would be able to embark the boat and escape to Malaysia first and then return to Canada.

“I came to take revenge for brother Zhang Guangming. A simple match will not suffice. I must ensure that both the Chinese Revival Society and the Chenshi Corporation end up both losing.”

At that moment, his came to a single conclusion. Turning around and bring his spear up, he brought the chair he had been sitting on flying out the window and onto the courtyards with a shattering sound.

This sound had caused a commotion which brought many people running.

Because Shen Hong was in Singapore and not his main home, he had to hire several people to secretly monitor Cheng Shanming. However, because he couldn’t say that out loud and had to show a respectful attitude to him, he had allowed Cheng Shanming to have a spear to wield in his room.

Originally, he had planned on making his escape on the way here. However, Shen Hong’s people had been watching him closely, and he was afraid of causing a commotion that would cause the police of Singapore to come. The Singaporean police had many connections to the Chenshi Corporation; Cheng Shanming had no desire to escape the wolf’s den that was the Chinese Revival Society and into the tiger’s cave that was the Chenshi Corporation.

His thoughts had been detailed and his plans meticulous. Each and every aspect had been carefully thought of.

So it was only now that he made a move.

“When I was in Canada, I’ve encountered bullets from different gangs many times before. Did they wish to entrap me with such a small amount of guns? It’s unfortunate, if only elder Cheng had understood the might of firearms, then he would have devised a way to dodge them more efficiently and not met an end like he did.”

Practitioners of the Cheng-style Baguazhang had skills specializing in dodging bullets after the elder Cheng Tinghua died from them. As time went on, they had many stances and movements that allowed for them to dodge gunfire.

In Canada, Cheng Shanming had encountered gun users many times over. As a result, he had been careful and was never too cock. When there was cover, he would take it. When there was an opening, he would take it. And when he was close enough, he would kill them.

As the chair fell into the garden and shattered the peace; Cheng Shanming’s spear was thrust through the window. Following the spear was Cheng Shanming himself who landed on the ground as nimbly as a cat and fiercely brought the spear in a ready position!

His spear shot out like lightning and was instantly thrust into one of the sentries who popped out from his northwestern spot.

This man hadn’t even been able to let out a sound before he was killed by Cheng Shanming.

At the same time, Cheng Shanming rolled over not a second too soon to avoid the gunfire of another. His spear lashed out and instantly brought the pistol flying away from the man who had fired.

Grabbing the pistol out of midair, Cheng Shanming hadn’t even needed to look before pulling the trigger of the pistol thrice.

Bang bang bang! Three separate gunshots into three separate corners had caused for three separate men to cry out in pain as they were shot to death.

Cheng Shanming was an expert with the gun as well! At this, it seemed that his skill couldn’t be too far away from Boulder and the other soldiers!