The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 95 Wouldn't it be nice to kill them all? (Fifth change, ask for a monthly pass!)
"what--"

A shrill scream came from the entrance of the mountain temple.

All the disciples of the Zhenyuan Escort who hadn't run away saw this scene, and they all felt terrified and chilled all over their bodies.

However, no one dared to come back to rescue Wenbao.

Almost everyone ran for their lives without looking back!

Feng Ji grinned lightly, grabbed Wen Bao who had fainted from the pain, and strode towards the mountain temple.

Inside the mountain temple, Wen Biao hugged his adoptive daughter Xiao Min, his eyes were red with anxiety.

"Xiao Min! Xiao Min! Wake up, wake up!"

Hong Yihu felt Xiao Min's pulse, and said, "Master Wen Biao, don't get excited, you still have a pulse."

At this time Feng Ji came back, threw Wenbao casually, and said: "I have caught it, Master Wenbiao, what to do with it, I will leave it to you."

Wen Biao's eyes were red, he turned his head suddenly, grabbed the Wenbao on the ground, and slapped it down hard.

Wen Bao, who had already passed out, was woken up by him.

"Ah—forgive me..."

As soon as Wenbao woke up, he screamed and wailed.

Wen Biao grabbed his throat and roared angrily: "What did you do to her! Wen Bao! You speak, you speak!"

He squeezed hard with five fingers, and Wen Bao's spine creaked when he pinched it.

Wenbao's face was flushed red, and the veins on his forehead were even more bulging. The feeling of suffocation hit him, and he had begun to roll his eyes.

Hong Yihu couldn't help but said: "Master Wenbiao, he's going to be strangled to death by you."

Feng Ji looked around, and immediately found several bottles on the ground.

This bottle is brand new, one can tell at a glance that it is not from the Shanshen Temple.

"Brother Hong, take a look at this."

Hong Yihu looked at Feng Ji quickly when he heard the words.

Feng Ji handed him the bottle, and Hong Yihu sniffed it immediately, his expression suddenly changed: "Opium smoke water!"

At this time, opium smoking is not only in this way, but also drinks such as opium tobacco and water.

Hong Yihu quickly turned his head to look at Wen Biao, and said, "Wenbao made her drink opium water!"

Wen Biao was so angry that he suddenly brought up Wenbao and roared, "How much did you drink? How much did you drink for her!"

Wenbao smiled bitterly: "Hey...not many, just two bottles..."

Wen Bao could still laugh in front of Wen Biao.

Wen Biao roared angrily, but never killed him.

Feng Ji couldn't help frowning secretly, this Wen Bao really committed a heinous crime.

But he could more or less guess Wen Bao's sinister intentions.

The reason why Wen Bao and Wen Biao turned against each other was because Wen Bao sold opium.

Now Wen Bao is deliberately using this method to let Wen Biao's closest relatives smoke opium, so that Wen Biao knows that not only your brother sells opium, but your adopted daughter also smokes opium.

Feng Ji looked at the angry Wen Biao, shook his head and said, "Master Wen Biao, the most urgent thing is to save Miss Xiao Min."

Wen Biao quickly looked at Feng Ji: "Master Feng, do you have a solution?"

Feng Ji doesn't know medical skills, but he knows some basic common sense.

"Miss Xiao Min drank the opium water not long ago, and immediately induced her to vomit, which may excrete a large amount of poisonous water."

When Hong Yihu heard the words, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "That's right, if you induce vomiting now, maybe you can still be saved."

At that moment, he and Feng Ji hugged Xiao Min, and the other squeezed Xiao Min's stomach.

At the same time, Feng Ji found a small wooden stick, stuffed it into Xiao Min's mouth, and gently squeezed the base of his tongue.

Sure enough, even though Xiao Min was in a coma, she immediately felt sick and started to vomit with a wow.

Spit out a large amount of poisonous water mixed with breakfast.

Wen Biao watched this scene nervously, and kept shouting: "Xiao Min! Wake up, wake up."

"Wow--"

After several times of vomiting, Xiao Min even vomited out gastric juice, and finally woke up faintly.

Wen Biao hurriedly hugged his daughter and said excitedly, "Xiao Min, you're awake!"

"Father, I... what's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Wen Biao was in tears, weeping with joy.

He has no wife and no daughter in his life, and was betrayed by his brother in middle age. Fortunately, Xiao Min rescued him and accepted his adopted daughter.

If something happened to Xiao Min, he would never forgive himself in his life.

Feng Ji pulled Hong Yihu over, and said, "Brother Hong, what is the strength of the Zhenyuan Escort? Why do they have so many people in Shaoxing?"

Hong Yihu shook his head: "Zhenyuan Escort Bureau has changed its name to Zhenyuan Trading Company. I have inquired about it in Guangzhou. They have branches in various places. I am afraid that they also have branches in Zhejiang."

Feng Ji was secretly surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Such a large scale?"

"They should have changed the route and branch of the previous darts to a branch of a trading bank."

"No wonder they got the news so quickly."

Feng Ji once again sighed in his heart. In the troubled times, even if Wen Biao, a master of hard monkey boxing, wanted to remain anonymous, he still couldn't hide himself from the large and powerful Zhenyuan Escort.

Sure enough, if you want to gain a stable foothold in this troubled world, you must control your own power.

Feng Ji suddenly thought that strong martial arts clubs are now all over Tianjin, but in the future when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invade, Tianjin will only become a place of war and may not be suitable for development.

On the Guangzhou side, there were many colonists, and the Qing court was beyond their reach.

If you build up power here and develop steadily, you can enter the Central Plains in the north, and Hainan and Taiwan in the south to avoid danger.

If World War II broke out and Japan invaded China, he might have the opportunity to go directly to sea and attack the Japanese base camp.

As far as Feng Ji knows, during World War II, Japan sent almost all of its troops to China.

It is said that there were not many men in Japan at that time.

Of course, this statement must be exaggerated, but there is no doubt that the Japanese mainland at that time must be the emptiest time.

If I run a force and take advantage of World War II to counterattack the Japanese base camp...

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was necessary to form his own power in Guangzhou.

Even if Japan is not captured by then, it would be a good thing to regain Ryukyu. (Ryukyu at this time is Okinawa, Japan.)
Of course, the Northern Strong Martial Arts Association cannot be given up, but there is no need to stick to Tianjin. Perhaps the focus can be expanded to northern Shaanxi and other places.

Feng Ji was thinking wildly, when he heard countless footsteps outside the temple.

Suddenly everyone was shocked.

Hong Yihu hastily ran to the window to look out, his expression changed drastically: "No, it's Yu Haiyang!"

Feng Ji also walked over and looked out, but he saw the people from Zhenyuan Escort going back and forth, there were hundreds of people.

The leader was a burly man in a long black coat.

This person is the head of Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, Yu Haiyang!

Hong Yihu's face darkened, and he said: "They have a gun team! Foreign guns have always been weapons that can only be equipped by the imperial court. These foreign guns are probably bought from foreigners. Damn, they really have collusion with foreigners! "

Wen Biao was carrying Xiao Min on his back, and shouted, "Get out of here first."

"It's too late, they've already surrounded this place!" Hong Yihu's face darkened.

Wen Biao's face was ugly, he gritted his teeth suddenly, made up his mind, handed Xiao Min to Hong Yihu, and said: "Hong Yihu, Young Master Feng, you take Xiao Min away, the person they want is me, I will stay and entangle you them!"

Hong Yihu hurriedly said: "How can this be done? Let's go together!"

Wen Biao shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "We can't walk away together, Hong Yihu, I'll die as soon as I'm old. Xiao Min has already saved me once, so we can't implicate her."

"You take her away!"

The two couldn't stop arguing, Feng Ji couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Why are you leaving?"

Suddenly Hong Yihu and Wen Biao were taken aback.

"You have a solution?" Wen Biao asked in surprise.

Hong Yihu also looked at Feng Ji expectantly.

But Feng Ji said, "Wouldn't it be better to kill them all?"

"Kill all?"

"what?"

Whether it was Hong Yihu or Wen Biao, both of them showed expressions of astonishment almost at the same time.

Apparently they never thought about it.

There is a team of hundreds of people outside, as well as foreign guns.

They asked themselves, even if the two joined hands, they would be no match for four.

With flesh and blood, it is even more difficult to block swords, guns and axes.

What's more, the opponent still has foreign guns.

how to spell?
Isn't this an act of death?

Seeing the two people looking at him strangely, Feng Ji couldn't help grinning: "Isn't it just a hundred people? It's not like they haven't killed them before."

"Brother Hong, Master Wenbiao, please wait for a moment, I will come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ji turned around and glanced around the room, but unfortunately there was no armor that could be used in the room.

Feng Ji went straight to the gate with bare hands.

Hong Yihu hurriedly shouted: "Brother, don't be impulsive, let's think of a way!"

Wen Biao also hurriedly stopped Feng Ji, saying: "Are you crazy? How do you beat hundreds of people? You are exhausted to death."

He has a quick temper and his words are not pleasant, but his heart is kind.

But obviously, he didn't know Feng Ji at all.

Although he knew that Feng Ji had killed hundreds of bandits from the White Lotus Sect, but at that time he had killed hundreds of bandits cumulatively.

He didn't kill hundreds of people at once, so he didn't think Feng Ji could really go head-to-head with the Zhenyuan Escort with hundreds of people.

The two stopped Feng Ji, Feng Ji just patted their shoulders and said, "Don't worry, you two, I won't make fun of my wealth and life."

"Stay here and don't move."

The two still wanted to reach out to stop them, but Feng Ji pressed the palm of their shoulders, as if there was a huge force, making them unable to move!

This time, both Hong Yihu and Wen Biao, the self-proclaimed monkey boxing master, all changed their expressions and looked at Feng Ji in horror.

Feng Ji just grinned and strode towards the door.

Hong Yihu and Wen Biao looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"That's a lot of strength, Hong Yihu, you brother is not easy!"

Hong Yihu was also startled, and said: "I know he is also a dark energy fighter, but I don't know he has such a huge strength."

Wen Biao's eyes flickered, and he said: "I have seen it with my own eyes. He fought with Zhao Jinhuan, the leader of the Northern White Lotus Sect. Zhao Jinhuan practiced kung fu horizontally with a golden bell cover. It is hard to hurt with a sword. Even me, I need dark energy to break through the defense."

"But I remember that time, when he confronted Zhao Jinhuan head-on, with just one punch, Zhao Jinhuan broke his defense on the spot. At that time, he was only Ming Jin!"

Hong Yihu couldn't believe it: "Break the golden bell cover of Bailianjiao's horizontal training with one punch? How did he break it?"

Wen Biao said in awe: "He can also cover the golden bell!"

"What? My brotherhood will be the golden bell cover? Isn't he practicing Baguazhang?" Hong Yihu was shocked.

Wen Biao gave him a weird look: "What Baguazhang, as far as I know, Young Master Feng once studied under Zhao Jinhuan and learned the Golden Bell Mask for a few days, but Young Master Feng is obviously very talented, and his horizontal kung fu is better than Zhao Jinhuan's. "

Suddenly his heart moved: "I understand, Young Master Feng has a gold bell cover to protect his body, the tip of the knife is hard to hurt, just be careful with foreign guns, and you can kill all directions!"

He immediately turned his head, looked at Hong Yihu, and said: "You stay and take care of Xiao Min, I'm going out now, trying to find a way to restrain the foreign gun team, and win a chance for Master Feng!"

"No, you have old injuries, let me go!" Hong Yihu immediately refused in a deep voice.

The two were about to argue, only to hear screams and wailing suddenly coming from outside, and the sound of crying for father and mother rose and fell.

Both Hong Yihu and Wen Biao were taken aback, they ran to the window and looked out.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but look shocked, full of disbelief!
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