Chapter 304: Salvation (Part II)
The scene in front of him made Wang Yang's eyes red all of a sudden: under a half-collapsed shack, a naked Japanese ronin was pressing on a woman, laughing wantonly while tearing her clothes, the woman has fair skin and beautiful faces that are obviously different from women from poor people, and at first glance it is the ladies who have fallen here, but unfortunately, in troubled times, if there is no power to protect themselves, beauty will only attract flying disasters. The woman's desperate crying, weak pleading, and powerless resistance can only provoke the Japanese ronin to be bigger*** And just outside the shack, a greasy-haired gangster is peeping excitedly, while another ragged man slumped not far away, his expression is dull, without the slightest sense of resistance, in his cloudy eyes, there is no sadness, let alone a trace of anger, as if the one who is being insulted is not his wife, but a stray animal, Or even an item that can be discarded.
Suddenly witnessing this scene, Wang Yang almost got out of anger, but in the anger, there was unspeakable sadness, this is the mentality of the lowest Chinese people in that era: indifferent, numb, cold, ignorant, unfortunate, indisputable, unable to stand, then kneeling, kneeling, that lying on his stomach, even if he has lived like a worm in the mud, it is difficult to touch the rigid soul.
When Wang Yang went farther and farther in the path of the strong and became more and more lonely, he once thought that he would never be moved by mortals again, regardless of strength or mentality, he was already completely in two worlds with ordinary people; But at this moment, he knew that he was wrong, it turned out that some things had been integrated into his blood, and some emotions had grown with his soul, no matter at any time and anywhere, as long as the slightest touch was touched, it would immediately awaken, germinate, shout, and fight, and there would be no room for any blasphemy and harm.
All along, he has been chasing his way of being strong, what is strong? Walking through the three thousand worlds, you will do your best to fight hundreds of millions of strong enemies, go through the joys and sorrows of rise and fall, do not violate your heart, and do not forget your original intention, only then can you be strong.
Does it matter if this is infinite reincarnation or the real world?
Is this illusory or real? Does it matter?
Whoever offends me, kill!
Whoever goes against me, kill!
Whoever insults me, kill!
Whoever violates my heart, kill!
Those who go against the original intention, kill!
Kill him with a good mind, kill him upside down, kill a great road like the sky, and kill an infinite future.
Wan Wan and Guo Lin looked at Wang Yang, who was sometimes speechless in grief and sometimes angry, and were shocked that Wang Yang would have such a fierce reaction, although Wang Yang's momentum was very well restrained, but that kind of wordless generosity and tragedy still made the two people with extremely keen spiritual sense frightened.
Just as Wan Wan was about to step forward, Wang Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, above the nine heavens, a full moon in the sky, the soft moonlight reflected thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of years of suffering and humiliation, thousands of years of glory and glory, all seemed to be fused under this glow, just under this round of bright moon, countless sages and heroes, countless heroes and heroes, without complaint or regret, with loyalty and blood to guard the land of Shenzhou The heroic spirit will last forever.
Wang Yang Huoran knew what he had to do.
He let out a long breath, stepped out, and suddenly appeared in the shack.
The Japanese ronin with the sperm worm on the brain is grabbing the woman's last belly pocket, ready to tear it off, and the woman also knows that this is her last line of defense, although she no longer has any hope, but she still subconsciously grabs the corner of the belly pocket, like grasping the last life-saving straw, she is unwilling to let go, and helpless tears flow all over her face. In her empty eyes, she was pressed like a beast, a demon, a nightmare from which she could never break free, and she could only sink in humiliation and pain.
"Phew"
The inferior belly pocket finally couldn't bear the force of the tearing, and suddenly turned into two pieces of broken cloth, looking at the wicked man who pounced on her with a wild laugh, she finally couldn't help but cry out sadly: "Is there really a reincarnation in the way of heaven?" Why should I live to endure all this, why don't you let me die?! β
At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared, this figure was so unattainable, that she saw in a trance a majestic peak rising from the ground in an instant, suppressing all the ugliness and ferocity in the world, and when she came back to her senses, the beast, the evil spirit, and the nightmare that gave her infinite fear and humiliation had completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
The unattainable figure looked at her, and the complexity and heaviness in her eyes were almost unbearable for her, until the figure said word by word: "Heaven doesn't care, I care!" β
Then the figure magically vanished. She didn't care that she was still unclothed, and hurriedly rushed out, only to see that the figure was soaring towards the sky with a posture and speed she had never imagined before.
Seeing Wang Yang resolutely rising into the sky, Wan Wan couldn't care about that little bit of caution, and hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?" β
Before the words fell, Wang Yang had only a tiny distant shadow left, but he left a word, a word that was as blazing as the fire on the ground and as sharp as thunder in the air:
"Kill!"
Wan Wan and Guo Lin raised their heads, looking at the rebellious back that was flying higher and higher, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in their hearts, like a sigh, like admiration, and more like a pilgrimage.
In an instant, there seemed to be countless figures coming out of the void and blending into Wang Yang's back, as his figure became taller and higher, the phantoms that merged into him became more and more numerous, and a majestic momentum emanated from him, sweeping in all directions like a sea of water, filling the vast universe and stirring the vast universe.
At the same time, his body suddenly shone brightly, with the starry sky as the background, carrying the boundless sky, overlooking the vast earth, thousands of millimeters of light overwhelmed the bright starlight and the moonlight, as if a sun was rising.
The vision in the night sky soon attracted the attention of countless people. This scene that can't be explained by common sense at all frightened everyone, especially in the chaotic times, where the slightest disturbance can cause countless suspicions and commotions, not to mention this seemingly extremely mysterious celestial phenomenon? And Wang Yang's rising huge momentum enveloped everyone's spirit with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, making them have the urge to bow and worship from the depths of their hearts.
At this time, Shanghai Tang had already become a mess. The common people almost immediately knelt down to the sky, some of them wailed and cried, some of them shouted for their spirits, and some of them ran to tell each other, and when they were tortured by natural and man-made disasters to the point that life was worse than death, this scene comparable to that of the gods undoubtedly gave them a dose of strengthening. The magnates and the gangsters unconsciously have a feeling of impending disaster, in fact, the more troubled the times, the more superstition and ignorance are rampant, and in this era of power supremacy, how many people can be among the upper class, how many of them are clean on the ass? As the saying goes, there are gods who raise their heads three feet, and this scene in front of me seems to be very in line with the description of the legend!
In the public concession, foreigners from all over the world were talking with surprise on their faces.
The missionaries desperately drew crosses on their chests:
"What is that, my God! Could it be the Holy Spirit? But why is it in the far eastern magic capital? And not in the holy Vatican? β
The businessmen speculated with a lot of brains:
"Could it be a flying machine secretly developed by China? No, it is absolutely impossible. There is no other flying machine in the world that can hover in the air and shine so strongly, and even if it did, it could not have been born in this poor and ignorant country, but should belong to the great British Empire (France, Germany, America, Italyγγγγγγ οΌγ β
Ambassadors are ready to contact Chinese officials and the local snake in Shanghai:
"Send a telegram to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Nanjing immediately, whatever it is, we need to get all the information about it, all of it! In addition, I called Huang Jinrong and Feng Jingyao, and I asked them to tell me the answer in the shortest possible time, and it was best to get the real thing. Tell them that whoever can handle this matter well will belong to whoever the position of Chinese chief inspector of the patrol house belongs to in the future. β
Only in the Japanese Embassy, a figure stared at the light cluster above the sky, horror, jealousy and despair flashed back and forth in his eyes: "Impossible, the qi flies into the sky, and the body light is revealed, this is clearly the legendary realm of gods and men who have crossed the catastrophe, are the records in the ancient books true?" But, but how can there be a master of this realm hidden in the world? How many such masters are there in China? Is the conquest of China an extravagant wish that can never be accomplished? β
"He γγγγγγ" This shocking scene made Guo Lin forget his shyness and embarrassment for a while, and couldn't help asking, "What does he want to do?" β
Wan Wan looked at Wang Yang above the Nine Heavens, her beautiful eyes were full of color, and her tone was extremely proud: "Do what he should do." β
In the midst of all the attention, Wang Yang raised his right hand.