"In a dangerous situation, the first thing is to solve the most dangerous person." Chen Ke had said this when teaching killing techniques.

"What counts as a dangerous person?" Hua Xiongmao asked.

"The most dangerous person is the one who can understand you best," Chen Ke replied.

Chen Ke's answer was very general, and Hua Xiongmao didn't understand. He chased with a question: "How to find this person?"

"Look at who is most like you; that person is the one," Chen Ke continued to answer.

"Doesn't that mean for everyone, the most dangerous person is different?" Hua Xiongmao felt Chen Ke's words were like saying nothing.

"People who dare to take responsibility and dare to sacrifice are the most dangerous. For ordinary people, the first consideration is their own interests. So when facing danger, they will be blinded by various gains and losses. If one's own interest is supreme, doing things will go against the logic of the matter itself. Our revolution is not for ourselves, so our actions are impossible for these people to understand. They are nothing to be afraid of." Chen Ke said slowly, "Zhenglan, for the current you, ordinary people are not your opponents. If one day you encounter danger, you must remember the saying: 'One man willing to throw away his life is harder to fight than a hundred.' It's not that a hundred people can't withstand you alone, but that they are unwilling to lose their lives for the collective interest. But if among your opponents there is someone who dares to sacrifice himself for the overall interest, then this person is the one you must solve first. If you don't solve this person first, you will definitely die."

Hua Xiongmao thought he understood. He underestimated Landlord Zhang Youliang. This old man nearing 70 obviously had a failing body. And Zhang Youliang himself was not a strong man; the current him was thin and dried up. Although his spirit was good, he didn't look like someone who could fight. So Hua Xiongmao set the first attack target as the person who felt most like himself. The room was full of young and strong men; only Zhang Youliang was an old man. After Hua Xiongmao swiftly crushed the enemy's throat, everyone else was frightened by this thunderous blow and didn't react at all. But Zhang Youliang, the weakest and oldest among them, moved. He didn't flee, didn't dodge, but pounced fiercely towards Hua Xiongmao. Hua Xiongmao couldn't dodge in time and was knocked down flat on his back by the old man's headbutt. Zhang Youliang's body also pressed on Hua Xiongmao.

"Zhenglan, remember one thing. If you want to take action, the foundation is long-term training. You don't need to think at all; you start taking action instinctively. We martial artists form habits after tempering ourselves a thousand times. Thinking so much before battle is seeking one's own death." This was the advice Chen Ke gave Hua Xiongmao. Hua Xiongmao didn't think about these things at all at this moment. These days Hua Xiongmao practiced the combat skills taught by Chen Ke hard. After being knocked down by Zhang Youliang, Hua Xiongmao punched Zhang Youliang's temple completely subconsciously. Hua Xiongmao was young after all, and his reaction was quick. After Zhang Youliang was hit in the temple, his head immediately became dizzy. The fingers stabbing towards Hua Xiongmao's eyes lost their aim and just landed on Hua Xiongmao's face. Hua Xiongmao quickly rolled out from under Zhang Youliang. Then he got up with a roll. The room full of strong young men was still staring dumbfounded at this live drama until now. Unexpectedly, no one could react.

Since they didn't react, Hua Xiongmao naturally wouldn't stand there stupidly either. He snatched a long spear from a lackey beside him with a chopping hand motion, and kicked the lackey aside with a flying leg. Then Hua Xiongmao turned back and thrust the spear. Zhang Youliang's eldest son stood up subconsciously, but stood there stupidly with his mouth wide open. It seemed he completely hadn't figured out whether to call for help or to save his father. The fairly sharp iron spearhead thrust straight into Zhang Youliang's eldest son's left eye, pierced deep into the eye socket, penetrated the skull, and stabbed straight into the brain. A scream came from his mouth. This scream was the only sound at the curtain call of his life.

Hua Xiongmao waved the spear shaft with force, and the corpse of Zhang Youliang's eldest son was actually flicked away. As a Military Provincial Graduate, Hua Xiongmao had great skill with the spear. As soon as that spear came into his hand, he knew the shaft wasn't bad. Sure enough, bearing the weight of a person, the spear shaft only bent but didn't break. When the corpse flew towards them, the lackeys behind realized something was wrong. They scattered one after another to dodge the flying corpse. Hua Xiongmao pulled the spearhead out of the corpse in mid-air with a smooth motion. A stream of fresh blood scattered from the spearhead, splashing a row of red plum blossoms on the white wall opposite. Hua Xiongmao took a step forward and dragged the equally dumbfounded (*dumb as a wooden chicken*) Xu Dian to his side.

"Mur... Murder!" Only now did a lackey scream for the first time. Some lackeys threw the knives and guns in their hands towards Hua Xiongmao, then turned their heads and ran outside. Some tried to run inside. A group of people squeezed at the door, unable to move.

Hua Xiongmao caught a big broadsword flying towards him and knocked down other weapons. Then he stuffed the long spear into Xu Dian's hands. According to the technique taught by Chen Ke, Hua Xiongmao bent down and dragged up Zhang Youliang, deftly dislocated his jaw, and also dislocated his shoulders. An old man's muscles and bones were weak after all. The muscle resistance wasn't too great. Zhang Youliang let out an angry roar; it seemed pain wasn't important. Losing the ability to resist was the reason for Zhang Youliang's shouting.

"Kill them." Zhang Youliang tried hard to shout. But with his jaw dislocated, the voice was very slurred and couldn't be understood at all.

Instead, Hua Xiongmao shouted loudly: "Everyone, this is a private matter between us and Zhang Youliang, unrelated to everyone else. Zhang Youliang is in our hands. If everyone lets us go, we will stay out of each other's way (well water does not violate river water)."

Hearing this, the lackeys recovered a bit from their panic. Not knowing what they were arguing about in local dialect, Hua Xiongmao knew that if he didn't leave now, it would be difficult to leave once the leaders among those lackeys made a decision.

"Can you hold those people at bay with the spear?" Hua Xiongmao roared at Xu Dian.

Although Xu Dian was frightened by Hua Xiongmao's decisive action, he had also recovered by now. "Yes!" Xu Dian shouted. After all, he had been in the army for so long, and there were results from basic training.

"Go." Hua Xiongmao dragged Zhang Youliang and walked out. Xu Dian panted heavily while holding the long spear to protect Hua Xiongmao. Seeing the three people come out, with Hua Xiongmao and Xu Dian coercing Zhang Youliang, the family servants and lackeys dared not make a move. Hua Xiongmao's big broadsword was placed on Zhang Youliang's neck. Although some lackeys had firelocks, they still dared not shoot indiscriminately.

Hua Xiongmao and the others retreated slowly, and the lackeys followed closely. The two groups of people moved slowly towards the gate of the fortified village like this. Lackeys had already gone to the gate to report. By the time Hua Xiongmao retreated to the gate, the big gate was already closed tight. From Zhang Youliang's house to the gate was a distance of less than a hundred meters. Xu Dian was only responsible for forcing back the lackeys who tried to approach and didn't have too many other movements. Even so, Xu Dian was already sweating all over, and sweat on his forehead rolled down his face. Hua Xiongmao wasn't so wretched; his eyes shone, though his breathing was a bit rapid.

The lackeys naturally refused to let Hua Xiongmao out. They also looked ferocious, forcing Hua Xiongmao and the others into a corner.

"Company Commander Hua, how long can we hold on?" Xu Dian asked, panting.

"I don't know. Hold on as long as we can," Hua Xiongmao said. "If we can't hold on, we'll fight our way out. Kill one to break even; kill two to make a profit."

Hearing this, Xu Dian laughed subconsciously, "This sounds just like a storyteller."

"Storytellers can't just make things up blindly, right?" Hua Xiongmao also laughed. Although laughing, Hua Xiongmao saw the expressions of the lackeys opposite becoming more and more solemn; it seemed they were also preparing to play for real. Hua Xiongmao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tightened his arm around Zhang Youliang's neck, and pressed the big broadsword tightly against Zhang Youliang's artery. Even if he died himself, he had to kill Landlord Zhang first.

Just then, Hua Xiongmao heard shouting coming from afar. Hua Xiongmao felt joy, then his face sank again. This sound was very far away. Even if those comrades started to set off to attack Yuezhangji now, it would take quite a while for them to get here. This gang of lackeys was originally prepared to make a move; with people attacking outside, they would be even less likely to let them go.

Just then, a firework suddenly flew up from some courtyard inside the fortified village. Accompanied by a loud bang, the firework exploded in the air. Everyone was startled by this movement. Then they saw several more fireworks rising and exploding. Such a change was really unexpected.

Hua Xiongmao knew this was the signal agreed upon by Chen Ke for storming the fortified village. But he really didn't expect that someone actually set it off inside the fortified village, instead of from outside.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a huge noise, and the ground began to shake violently. everyone's feet went soft, and they couldn't help tottering. They saw a plume of thick smoke rising from the back of the main gate of Yuezhangji, and brick and stone fragments flew everywhere in the air. Hua Xiongmao didn't care what happened anymore. He carried Zhang Youliang on his shoulder, and taking advantage of the lackeys' shock, shouted, "The courtyard on the left!" He had already rushed into the crowd of lackeys. The lackeys hadn't figured out what was going on at all when Hua Xiongmao smashed a hole through a weak point. Xu Dian followed closely behind, and together with Hua Xiongmao, rushed into a courtyard on the left with its gate ajar. Xu Dian was just about to turn back to close the door when Hua Xiongmao, with quick hands and sharp eyes, grabbed Xu Dian. At this moment, several gunshots were heard. Lackeys holding firelocks and bird guns had already fired at the gate. If Hua Xiongmao hadn't pulled Xu Dian, these few shots would probably have hit Xu Dian. Hua Xiongmao threw the big broadsword in his hand fiercely towards the outside of the door. The broadsword spun and flew out the door. A scream came from outside the door. Only then did Hua Xiongmao rush back to close the door and bolt it.

This was a tactical movement Chen Ke had trained many times before the jailbreak in Shanghai. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today. Hua Xiongmao threw Zhang Youliang on the ground, looked around, and pointed to the courtyard wall behind, saying: "Climb the wall." Although Xu Dian hadn't received such jailbreak training, he couldn't care about that much at this moment. Hearing Hua Xiongmao's order, he went straight to the courtyard wall. Hua Xiongmao was wondering whether to simply finish off the old landlord Zhang Youliang. Looking down, he saw Zhang Youliang, whose jaw and shoulders were dislocated, twisting his body trying to struggle up.

A burst of unbearable feeling suddenly rose in Hua Xiongmao's heart. From the beginning, Hua Xiongmao used guessing his own father's mentality to guess Zhang Youliang. Hua Xiongmao's father was also a rural landlord, and the Hua family had also encountered some things. At that time, Hua Xiongmao's father also showed such tenacity and unyieldingness. With the efforts of Hua Xiongmao's father, the Hua family finally survived that crisis. Although for the revolution, Hua Xiongmao struck ruthless blows against Zhang Youliang's family, after all, everyone had no grievances or enmity originally. To kill them all like this, Hua Xiongmao just couldn't do it.

In a moment of hesitation, he heard someone kicking the door. Hua Xiongmao roared, "If you kick the door again, I'll kill Zhang Youliang." Hearing this roar, the people outside dared not kick anymore. Hua Xiongmao finally made up his mind. He left Zhang Youliang alone and also went straight to the back wall. After helping Xu Dian climb up the wall and flip over, he also jumped up, grabbed the top of the wall, and flipped over.

At this moment, the sound of battle cries had already rung out outside Zhang Youliang's fortified village.