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The fierce sound of artillery shook the river, and the raging flames of war burned everywhere......

The prosperous Hankou, once known as the Chicago of the East, gradually became like a chessboard full of holes under the strong ships and cannons of the four powers, and when the smoke of gunpowder in the sky slowly filled outward again in the silence, the Beiyang Army, which had already killed red eyes, finally began the thirteenth charge in the sound of the horn......

The hustle and bustle of Hankou has caused the buildings here to rise like a jungle of concrete.

Its traffic is mixed with waterways, dry roads and even railways, so it is extremely complicated, some alleys are narrow and narrow, but it may be followed by water, and some roads can still accommodate cars and horses in parallel, but under the endless artillery bombardment, it has long become a collapsed ruin, reluctantly blocking the city's traffic bloodline, I am afraid that when the Beiyang Army charges for the sixth time, the new rebel army that cannot help but retreat has given up the inherent defense line......

Yang Meng walked quietly in the devastated alley, not moved by the gunfire in the air, watching the righteous army under the leadership of the CIA agents, always fighting bloody battles with the Beiyang Army in the corner, his heart that had just calmed down unconsciously beat wildly again.

This is a real modern war, and it is also a blend of guns and fire, and the so-called national arts, even if they are practiced to the point that King Kong is not bad, in this kind of large-scale battlefield mixed with tens of thousands of people, in the face of a place where they can be hit by bullets at any time, it still seems a little out of place after all.

However, for chaotic and covert street fighting, the national art is in a lot of the time. It is still an instructive means of destruction.

Especially a martial arts master like Yang Meng, who can take people's lives with every move, once he concentrates on killing and injuring the enemy. Its efficiency will naturally be terrible.

Hankou, where the smoke and flames are rising, has become a veritable meat grinder, and Yang Meng, who has a strange whereabouts, has become the most imperceptible blade in this meat grinder.

Long before Yuan Shikai entered Xiaogan with the army, Yang Meng rushed back to Hankou in advance, just to secretly prevent Yuan Shikai from sending a master to assassinate Huang Xing, and in order not to be detected by the other party's spies, he has been hiding among the agents and has not shown up.

Wait until the two armies have a short frontal capture. Then when the most troublesome street fighting began, Yang Meng naturally had to shoot one after another to escort these elite agents under him.

Several soldiers who came in groups were cautiously walking to the ruins where Yang Meng was hiding, and from their tacit and orderly movements, it could be seen that they were no strangers to this most dangerous melee, but what they didn't expect was. Just as they had just walked past a ruined wall, a figure as fast as a crossbow suddenly jumped in the middle of them......

Bang bang bang......

A few lightning strikes, at the same time as the sound came out, it came out of the gap next to several people, and the seemingly ordinary fist hit their bodies, causing violent concussions and bone injuries in an instant, and the worst of them didn't even have time to scream. He was beaten and fell to the ground bleeding......

The messy gunfire alarmed the nearby Beiyang soldiers, but by the time they ran here in droves, only a few bodies were left on the ground, curled up in a ball, and what was terrifying was that the corpses were still unscarred as they had been rumored two days ago. At the same time, they all curled up in a ball like kittens and puppies......

"It's the water ghost, and only that water ghost can devour people's souls. Killing without seeing blood, it must be him! ”

A red-eyed soldier screamed in horror, then turned and ran backwards in some hysteria......

In the past two days, there have been continuous charges and street battles, and there are two or three hundred sergeants and even lieutenants who died under Yang Meng's fist, if so many people died under the bullets and bullets, in this place full of corpses, I am afraid that they will not attract the attention of others at all, but it is strange that the corpses of these people are not only soft, but also have no external injuries on their bodies.

The three consecutive days and three nights of fighting could not hide the legend that the Hankou water ghosts killed people without seeing blood, which greatly boosted the morale of the Hankou Righteous Army on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was very effective in making those Beiyang troops who were charging on the front line unconsciously leave a huge shadow in their hearts.

On the battlefield, the soldiers' spirits are already in a highly tense state, and it is extremely easy for a sudden incident to bomb the camp or even collapse, not to mention the purposeful promotion of Wang Yaqiao and others.

All kinds of 'ghost traces' about Yang Meng intensified under the false rumors in the two armies, and when Wang Yaqiao took the dark power master in the CIA, every time he took advantage of the dim sky, he deliberately used fists and other unlimited national martial arts actual combat techniques to kill people, and this panic spread outward, and finally even Wang Yaqiao was the initiator.

The so-called killer is the bottom, and the killer is the top!

Bang!

Another lone Beiyang soldier fell......

After experiencing the baptism of blood and fire in this war, Yang Meng is now proficient in how to effectively use all parts of the body to cause the most hidden fatal injuries with the least force or consumption......

Of course, if he encounters those tricky elite squads, Yang Meng doesn't mind using his fish intestine sword to add to the opponent's death process and fear, so that he can effectively maintain his body.

After stepping into the realm of Huandan, Yang Meng had never used the hematopoietic and oxygen transfusion abilities of the heart essence for such a long time to carry out such endless killing of ordinary people......

However, it is precisely because of this kind of gradually numb killing that Yang Meng's killing skills for himself and the national art have truly reached the stage of meticulous control......

In addition, he has been deliberately saving his body, so even if Yang Meng killed more than 200 people in succession in the past three days, with his increasingly spiritual perception of martial arts, he still maintains his peak state in terms of strength and spirit......

"This is the true meaning of life and continuity......

Boxing martial arts originated in the action of animal hunting. Prosperity has been floating in the long history of human beings conquest against each other for thousands of years, when Yang Meng wandered in this crazy killing field with a natural mentality. In the act of killing, he stripped away the most primitive wildness and bestiality hidden in his body little by little, and gradually sublimated his spirit from the so-called natural way of wildness to a more ethereal way of escape......

Click......

His feet were like stepping on clouds, and his body was like a breeze, and even the most astute sergeant could hardly catch him with the naked eye in the faint sky......

Bang bang......

His movements became more concise and relaxed, like a mountain spring stirring between jade. Although the light sound is hard to find, it is undercurrent, and once it makes a little contact with the human body, it can instantly oscillate to the bones of the whole body......

This is the Tai Chi hammer that Yang Luchan used to suppress the capital, and when it came to Yang Meng, it was combined with the so-called human body lì science and anatomical science in later generations, making it more shocking destructive and lethal in the same state of consumption......

Wang Yaqiao looked at Yang Meng from afar, watching this sublimation of boxing techniques to the true Dan Dao. The martial arts master, whose every move is unpredictable, stood quietly drunk on the spot as if he had drunk the most mellow wine, "I'm afraid this is what my master once told me about the Heavenly King of the Kingdom, the master's kung fu, and it is only a line away from the realm of heaven and man......"

"Killing is the way. Protecting the country is the way, the so-called sentient beings seek the way, the way is hidden in all sentient beings, and when you understand where your own way is, you will also have the opportunity to set foot in this state of great freedom and liberation in the future......"

I don't know when. Yang Meng had already carried the fish intestine sword and returned to Wang Yaqiao's side spotlessly. Every time he took a step on the ground or on the wall, his figure appeared like a dazzling afterimage like a lake, and at a distance of dozens of meters, there were only a few strange footholds that ordinary people could not figure out, and he completely crossed it in a blink of an eye......

Yang Meng's body was light and active in the streets and alleys, and in just one hour, the number of assassinations increased by nearly two percent, and when he saw Wang Yaqiao's longing expression, this was a little calmed down the heartbeat like a war drum, and he came to this proud protégé with an indifferent face......

"It's getting late, the Beiyang Army has begun to retreat in a small area, tell the brothers, all evacuate from Hankou as soon as possible, today is the last day of October, I estimate, I'm afraid Yuan Shikai will also feel annoyed and angry because of this record......"

"Yes!"

Wang Yaqiao heard Yang Meng say this, and his heart felt a slight chill, fortunately, he also brought the harriers and nightingales in the twelve birdmen group on this trip, so when his order was given, there were bursts of crisp and sharp birdsong in the sky in the blink of an eye......

Under the CIA's repeated arrangements, the rebel New Army did not have the upper hand in the street fighting, even in the face of the fierce artillery offensive of the Beiyang Army, but also because of the timely notification of this birdsong, it withdrew from the battle line in time or simply hid in the craters, stubbornly sniping the attack of the Beiyang Army a "bobo", and now hearing the extremely sharp birdsong, naturally retreated in the direction of Hanyang at the fastest degree......

"Shanxi, Yunnan have become independent, Nanchang and Hunan reinforcements have been put into the Hankou battlefield, although the original intention of the marshal is also to let us fight slowly, but from yesterday Emperor Xuantong issued an edict "guilty of himself", and opened the party ban, after pardoning the party, the face of the marshal will be more and more depressed, if we can't attack Hankou tonight, not to mention our face, I'm afraid that the face of the handsome will be lost by us in front of the foreigners! ”

Another charge was repelled by the Wuhan Righteous Army, Feng Guozhang's face was already angry, seeing that the rebel new army did not give up an inch of land, and they were desperately resisting in the street battles, the Beiyang Army could not drive straight into it for a long time, let alone quickly deploy superior forces, this generation of famous generals known as the dogs of the Beiyang, finally decided to set fire to the shops and houses on both sides of the streets of Hankou, so that the hidden rebels could no longer survive......

"Replace the incendiary bombs in the artillery battalion, and burn me to death wherever there is a sound or a human figure, whether you are a water ghost or a living person, I don't believe that no matter how high your kung fu is, you can still not be afraid of artillery bombardment?"

Seeing that the many generals under his command were all silent, Feng Guozhang, who felt that he had completely shocked this group of arrogant soldiers, touched the beard on his lips with satisfaction, and turned the sharp words again, "Tomorrow the marshal will be inaugurated as the prime minister of our Qing Dynasty, I want to turn these three rivers into festive fireworks and celebrate the marshal......

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