Ye Wusheng Fanwai (1)
In a tavern in the capital, the mark of the times is still there, it is not the international metropolis that stands in the world decades later, of course, even so, because as the capital, there are still many people who know the capital, after all, the capital is the face of a country, although the war has just ended, the scene of depression everywhere, the country is in ruins, but secretly, there seems to be some kind of vitality erupting.
"Come, Wusheng, you can drink two more glasses with me today. "An old man with a very bare forehead sat in a tavern with another old man and asked for a plate of meat and a plate of peanuts, and then asked for wine and cigarettes.
Opposite the old man, there was a person of his age, the opposite person was unsmiling, his expression was indifferent, but when he looked at the old man opposite, there was countless respect hidden in his eyes.
"Good. The man sitting across from the old man answered softly.
These two people are both people who stand at the apex of China, one is the founder of the country, and the other is Ye Wusheng, the head of the Ye family, who has followed the founder since he was young.
"Chief..."
"Come, don't talk about it, drink first. Taizu smiled, and then filled Ye Wusheng with it.
Ye Wusheng didn't dare to say much, Taizu was chatting with him about the future Huaxia grand plan, this war was very difficult to win, in fact, many times, Huaxia was already about to lose, but maybe it was because the national fortune was strong, there was always hope in the desperate situation, and finally the Jedi turned around.
After the 'little boy' and the 'fat man' ravaged Hiroshima and Nagasaki in the Oriental Kingdom, the war came to an end, and China entered the international arena as a victorious country.
However, Huaxia, which has been reduced to a battlefield, is too damaged, the whole country is in disarray, and war is the greatest evil of human beings, because it is not only slaughtering living beings, but also severely devaluing the planet.
After three rounds of drinking, Taizu finally kicked off the prelude to him looking for Ye Wusheng to drink: "Wusheng, you know, although the war is over, those invaders and a large number of people remain in our country, I am already old, I can't take the lead in fighting with my own hands, so I can only sit in the capital and give orders." β
"But the orders issued can only hit people in the general direction, and there are still some hidden 'samurai' and 'foreign ghosts' hiding in the territory, not only in the East, but also in Europe and the United States, and the Soviet Union can't be careless, we all fell out with others, saying that they will miss the old love and not arrange people in our country, and the stray dogs on the road don't believe you say yes?"
Ye Wusheng's eyes condensed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Wusheng understands. β
"Understand, understand, then I won't say more, I don't know how long I can live, but those cunning people may be hidden until I die without being discovered, they may spread out in the territory, I hope that you can cultivate some people with lofty ideals and continue to dig these people out. β
"It's not harmful to us, you can let it go after the inspection, the mind is still very dangerous... Young and old..."
Ye Wusheng nodded: "Wusheng understands." β
"Okay, let's finish this glass of wine and let's go. Taizu smiled, and then practiced for Ye Wusheng.
I don't know what year I came back, but when I go, it's basically goodbye.
Taizu got drunk, Ye Wusheng was in good spirits, the guards brought a blanket, Ye Wusheng covered it for Taizu with his own hands, and then gave a military salute, turned around and walked out of the tavern.
After Ye Wusheng left, Taizu, who was lying on the table, opened his eyes and left, then got up, staggered to the door and leaned on, looking at the big road outside.
"Lifeless?"
"There is no life..."
Taizu muttered a few times: "No life." β
...
Ye Wusheng went on the road alone, carrying the Longyuan Sword on his back, and went to the three northeastern provinces first, he was like a ranger, wandering around, wandering everywhere, everyone didn't know that the strongest man in China might pass in front of them.
Within a few days, several well-known big men in the three eastern provinces died violently, some died at home, some died inexplicably on the street, and some were strangled to death by technicians while looking for happiness.
Suddenly, Ye Wusheng walked into a meat restaurant and asked for two side dishes, followed by a middle-aged and elderly man, in his fifties, bare-handed, looking like a hunter.
Ye Wusheng raised his head slowly, and his eyes flashed with Sen Ran's killing intent.
The man in his fifties who came in behind him was drinking leisurely, and then said lightly: "Drink wine first to warm up your body, and don't be in a hurry to start a war." β
Ye Wusheng's hand on the Long Yuan Sword was not withdrawn, because the person who came in was very strong, so strong that he didn't dare to relax for even a moment.
"The wind in the northeast is really cold, don't you think so?" the man asked calmly.
Ye Wusheng didn't answer, but drank all the wine in front of him, and there was a stimulating burning sensation in his throat, and then, a violent killing intent enveloped him, Ye Wusheng turned his head in an instant, and a pair of eyes stared coldly at this man who jumped out of nowhere.
"Do you know that killing so many big people will cause panic?" the man looked indifferent.
"It's all people who deserve to be killed. Ye Wusheng said coldly.
"If you want to say that, it's true, it's true that they are all people who should be killed, but when they all die all at once, many people who are not actually your target will become panicked and will want to stop you. β
Ye Wusheng held the Long Yuan Sword: "So, you appeared?"
"There's no way, if you're alone, you have to have money to live, and that person's money will eliminate disasters for others. β
There are no more guests left in the butcher's house.
Even the boss was nowhere to be found, and apparently, it was all arranged.
"Ye Wusheng. β
"Mu Chenxiao. β
The two reported their names one after another, and then confronted each other from a distance of three or four meters.
"Your sword seems to be very sharp. Mu Chenxiao glanced at the Longyuan Sword wrapped in linen, and from that sword, he felt an extremely terrifying sword intent.
Ye Wusheng's arm trembled, the sackcloth fell off, the quaint Longyuan sword was unsheathed in an instant, Mu Chenxiao felt the cold light flashing in front of him, and then his head leaned back, and the long sword just swept over his line of sight!
Clang!
Mu Chenxiao actually turned his body ninety degrees when he leaned back, and then smashed the ancient sword on the table with a pair of his fists, and with a bang, the table top cracked, and then clicked, and the fragments scattered in all directions.
Ye Wusheng picked up with a sword, and the speed was extremely fast, and Mu Chenxiao was forced to retreat backwards!
"It's fast and sharp, and if you take a sword, the consequences will be unimaginable. Mu Chenxiao looked at the sleeve of his arm that had been cut open, and cold sweat oozed from his head, this Ye Wusheng was too terrifying.
Ye Wusheng didn't speak, only heard a sigh, Ye Wusheng's figure had disappeared from Mu Chenxiao's eyes, Mu Chenxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and then squatted down violently, and a sword light flashed above his head.
The moment he squatted, Mu Chenxiao's body catapulted to the side, and a sword light slashed down from the edge of his soles again, and after standing firmly, Mu Chenxiao had a cold sweat and a reluctant smile on his face, and then looked at the right shoe whose sole had been cut off by two-thirds.
"It's terrible... I'm like... Not at all a match for this monster... How could anyone be able to control their breath to such a perfect state... I can't imagine it. β
"What are you thinking?" The voice suddenly came from behind him, Mu Lao's pupils contracted suddenly, and he reflexively punched out, and with a bang, this punch smashed into Long Yuan's sword body, making a piercing buzzing sound!
Ye Wusheng held the sword in his right hand, the Longyuan sword went straight down, and his left arm was against the sword body to increase support, and then calmly looked at Mu Chenxiao.
"Are you going to escape?" Ye Wusheng said, pushing forward, sneeringβMu Chenxiao slipped back a few centimeters.
"Do you think you can escape?" Ye Wusheng said indifferently.
Mu Chenxiao appeared with a timid smile: "Who said I was going to escape? I obviously want to smash you with my fist!"
Rumble!
Mu Chenxiao suddenly withdrew his fist, and then smashed into Ye Wusheng with an even more ferocious punch, the loud sound rang out, and the Long Yuan Sword let out a mournful roar, as if this punch made it unbearable.
Ye Wusheng's eyes were filled with hunting coldness!
"Drink!!"
Boom boom...
Mu Chenxiao's fist blasted down like a torrential rain, and every punch carried absolute lethality, and anyone who took a punch would probably die in Huangquan!
Boom β
Ye Wusheng flew out upside down and hit the wooden cabinet of the cash register, smashing the cash register to pieces.
Mu Chenxiao looked at Ye Wusheng sitting on the ruins, cold sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, but there was a smile on his face.
"Come again, Ye Wusheng!"