I later learned that the man in black had struck a blow to an old injury from a previous attack by the Crown Prince, causing a blood vessel to rupture and leading to intracranial hemorrhage. I had been knocked unconscious.
Fortunately, the scene was nearing its end. Senior and Da Kui, along with their subordinates and the Daoist brothers, had brought the situation under control. Brother Hui's men were still focused on the fleeing Wen Siqiang and his companions, so they hastily withdrew, organizing forces to pursue them. Seeing Brother Hui's men leave, Master Kang had no choice but to withdraw as well.
Senior found me first. I had disguised myself, and no one could recognize me. Unable to find me, Senior hurried to where I had been fighting the enemy to look for me, only to discover me lying unconscious.
Meanwhile, Wen Siqiang and the others who were chasing him drove at full speed, pursuing relentlessly. They traveled about forty to fifty kilometers towards Tengchong when Wen Siqiang told his companions, "This is it."
Wen Siqiang glanced behind them. There were two cars with at most eight or nine men, while they were four. It was a two-on-one situation.
Wen Siqiang said, "You guys go down first. I'll turn around and ram them. You act as opportunities arise."
The cars behind saw Wen Siqiang stop and also pulled over not far away, though their occupants had not yet disembarked.
Wen Siqiang watched as his companions got out of the car, then he yanked the steering wheel hard, turning back.
The cars behind had already opened their doors, and men in black began to emerge.
Wen Siqiang floored the accelerator, shouting, "Go to hell, Brother Hui! Die!" and charged forward.
The cars behind were not prepared for our car to ram them directly. It was too late to dodge. A metallic collision echoed through the valley, followed by cries of agony.
The Daoist brothers, disguised as our men, saw Wen Siqiang's car destroy one of the enemy vehicles. Without bothering to check on Wen Siqiang, they rushed to the other car and engaged the men in black who had already disembarked.
Although their opponents were halved, Brother Hui's men were not to be underestimated. Despite the Daoist brothers being experts, they could not gain the upper hand.
At this moment, Wen Siqiang, dazed from the impact, regained consciousness. The car's engine was still running. He shifted into reverse and the car quickly backed up. He shouted through the shattered windshield, "Brothers, get out of the way!"
The Daoist brothers heard the roar of the car and Wen Siqiang's shout, knowing what he intended. They leaped out of the fray in a flash, watching as Wen Siqiang drove his battered car towards them.
Those men were deeply engaged in the fight and did not expect a sudden, massive object to charge at them. It was too late to retreat. Three of them were sent flying a considerable distance by the impact.
Wen Siqiang's car wedged into a large tree by the roadside, finally stalling. The world suddenly fell silent.
The Daoist brothers rushed forward, flanking the remaining two men, and with a swift strike from each side, they incapacitated them with heavy blows. The two men collapsed to the ground without a sound.
Only then did they turn their attention to Wen Siqiang inside the car. Wen Siqiang’s hands were gripping the steering wheel, his eyes fixed straight ahead, unmoving, like a statue.
Qian Fugui desperately pulled at the car door, but the entire vehicle was deformed, and the door seemed welded shut, refusing to budge.
The Daoist brother disguised as me said, "Step aside, let me try."
He then inserted his crowbar into a gap at the edge of the door and pried it open, tearing a gap in the metal. The other Daoist brother quickly inserted his crowbar as well, and together they applied force, finally loosening the door and gradually widening the gap.
Qian Fugui reached his hand through the gap and shook Wen Siqiang violently, shouting, "Brother Qiang!" Wen Siqiang remained in the same position, his eyes still wide open, a truly terrifying sight.
As Qian Fugui tried to pull him out, the Daoist brothers continued to wrench at the metal, widening the gap further to give Qian Fugui more access.
After a long time of coaxing, Wen Siqiang slowly regained consciousness. Seeing their anxious faces, he quickly asked, "How is it?"
Qian Fugui replied, "The people in the front car haven't moved. These guys are subdued. Get out quickly, we need to leave here."
Wen Siqiang said, "I think my legs are stuck. Take a look and see where they're jammed."
Qian Fugui bent down to examine his legs. It was likely that the severe impact had pushed the engine compartment backward, trapping him. Qian Fugui asked, "Do you feel any pain? Try to move them and let me see what the problem is."
Wen Siqiang moved his legs and said, "I don't feel any pain, but I can't move them."
Qian Fugui said, "I'll reach in and take off your shoes. We'll all try to pull you out."
Qian Fugui removed his shoes and told Wen Siqiang, "We'll pull you out. Tell us if you feel any pain."
Qian Fugui and the Daoist brothers grabbed his arms and body, slowly applying force. Wen Siqiang didn't cry out in pain, and his body gradually moved outward until he was completely free.
Qian Fugui felt all over his legs but found no injuries. They laid him on the ground. Qian Fugui asked him to try walking, but as soon as they released him, he started to fall. They quickly caught him and helped him stand.
Perhaps it was due to being trapped for so long, but his legs felt numb.
Wen Siqiang said, "The people in the front car are probably knocked out. We can't wait for them to wake up and start another fight. We need to leave here quickly. Who among you can still drive?"
There was still one operational car at the scene. In his current condition, he couldn't drive it and had to rely on the two Daoist brothers.
Qian Fugui rarely drove, and Wen Siqiang was not at ease with him driving.
The Daoist brothers said, "Neither of us has driven one of these before, we can't."
Wen Siqiang looked at Qian Fugui, who shook his head like a rattle. "I don't dare drive on the road," he said. "If a car comes from the opposite direction, I won't dare accelerate."
Wen Siqiang said, "But we still have to get out of here first. If people discover the accident here soon, none of us will escape."
With no other options, Qian Fugui handed Wen Siqiang over to the two Daoist brothers and went to start the car.
Qian Fugui wasn't incapable of driving, just inexperienced and hesitant.
He started the car, slowly drove it to the roadside, and let the others get in.
Wen Siqiang found his phone and called me. Senior answered. Senior told them not to return to Ruili yet but to find a place to stay in Tengchong. He also instructed the Daoist brothers to remove their disguises and wait for his call.
After hanging up, Wen Siqiang told Qian Fugui to accelerate and drive forward. Qian Fugui looked back at them, then, with no other choice, gritted his teeth, released the handbrake, and slowly moved forward.
If there ever was a saying for being forced into a situation, this was it.
They had to leave this place. If they couldn't drive it, they would push the car away.
The car absolutely could not be left behind.