Da Jinya urgently reported that there was something off about a poor fat guy in Panjiayuan. I was practicing Great Strength Eagle Claw, just one step away from breaking through to the second stage. I took my grandnephew to find the guy. The fat man was squatting on the ground counting cassette tapes. The moment he looked up at me, his hand trembled. "That killing intent of yours... It's like you've crawled out of a coffin." I laughed and picked up a Jay Chou tape. "You're Wang Pangzi, right? Come work with me on something big. I'll make sure you're well fed."
