A bright moon hangs high.

The boundless ocean is deep.

In the ebb and flow of the tide, a cruise ship 'woo' forward.

On the deck of the Hope, Enkisheng held the handrails, with a salty sea breeze whistling and damp water vapor blowing in his face.

A wisp of blood lingered on the tip of his nose for a long time.

Since the people of the Bamboo Dragon Society made a move, they naturally would not attack him alone, and there were fifteen people lurking on the ship at the same time.

Wang Zhixuan made a decisive move, found out the traces of the Bamboo Dragon Society, and immediately started cleaning.

In just forty minutes, fifteen bloody corpses were thrown into the sea.

The decisiveness of the action is staggering.

"Bamboo Dragon Club ......"

Looking at the gloomy ocean, An Qisheng's heart sank, thinking back to the previous fight.

There is a chain of contempt in the martial arts world, the martial arts in the military look down on the folk martial arts, and among the folk martial arts, the inner family looks down on the outsider.

And foreign kung fu has always been at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

And there is also a distinction between high and low at the bottom, and Fusang Kung Fu is much higher than South Korea's taekwondo.

Although taekwondo has been widely spread in the world in recent years, in the martial arts world, it has always been at the bottom of the chain of contempt, and there is no lower.

Although in reality, he only beat the Fusang woman named Xiaoci to death with one elbow and one knee.

But that was also the fact that he figured out the details of her in his dream, and he was surprised, not that the woman was a rookie.

"What are you thinking?"

The cabin door was pushed open, and Jiang Shili, who had changed into a white martial arts uniform, came to the deck.

When I got closer, I could even smell the bloody smell that could not be concealed by a faint fragrance on the tip of my nose.

He saw with his own eyes before that as soon as this woman fought, she shot very ruthlessly, and as soon as she grabbed her hand, she took out her heart and liver, and she was a ruthless person.

"What are you going to do with the Bamboo Dragon Society?"

An Qisheng turned around and asked:

"Although Fusang is declining, with a few of us, it is impossible to kill the lair directly."

"The threat of hurricanes, earthquakes, volcanoes and other natural disasters in the island country makes them anxious, depressed, insecure, confused, and confused......."

Jiang Shili walked to the handrail, and the sea breeze blew her long hair:

"Therefore, from small individuals to large countries, they all have a natural worship of the strong, eager to learn, pursue, and dominate ......."

An Qisheng listened quietly and did not speak.

"Decades ago, the huge natural disaster caused nearly half of the Fuso land to sink, and countless people were terrified and desperate, and they had an unprecedented yearning for a vast and safe land.....

A group of sick Fuso people founded the Bamboo Dragon Society after the cataclysm. Bamboo dragon, its homonym Zhulong, dragon, is the great Xuan.

In the same way, there are also organizations such as the Bamboo Eagle Society, the Bamboo Bear Society, etc., which seem ridiculous to us, but they really want to do it. ”

Jiang Shili looked at the ocean under the night and stroked his long sideburns:

"Because of the similarity of the human race, it is far easier for the Bamboo Dragon to lurk in Daxuan than in other countries, and there are many strongholds.

Ruan Xiuping's mission gained a lot, Xuanxuan swept away the seven strongholds of the Bamboo Dragon Society in one fell swoop, and hundreds of spies were killed or arrested, almost burying the efforts of the Bamboo Dragon Society in Daxuan over the years. ”

"So, we don't need to find the Bamboo Dragon Society, as long as we go to sea, they will swarm in, right?"

Anqi grimaced.

If he knew that Ruan Xiuping had such a big trouble behind him, he would definitely not take on such a task.

A group of neurotic tissues that are troublesome to think about.

Peeping at Daxuan with just Fuso, isn't this a neurosis?

"Yes, that's what we're here for."

Jiang Shili nodded:

"It's our fault for dragging you in, but I promise you'll be fine as long as we're alive."

"I'm weird."

An Qisheng turned sideways, looked at Jiang Shili, and asked:

"You and Dr. Wang are both daughters of a big family, and they have enjoyed endless glory and wealth in their lifetimes, why would they do such a dangerous thing?"

"Huh."

Jiang Shili's eyebrows and eyes were like smoke clouds, and he smiled lightly:

"Then where do you think our status comes from? Just enjoy, don't give?

In our Daxuan, there is no such reason! ”

"That seems right."

An Qisheng thought about it carefully and agreed.

Whether in the past life or in this life, many of the world's richest people have wealth that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetimes, but also have to bear corresponding responsibilities.

Anything that is too high-profile and does not make a significant contribution to society will slowly disappear.

The so-called virtue is not matched, there will be disaster, this is the truth.

"Now that I think about it, the two of us with a net worth of tens of billions of big beauties are charging ahead, and your little dick with a net worth of tens of millions is hiding behind you, isn't it much better?"

Jiang Shili's eyelashes fluttered and he smiled happily:

"Besides, if you go back this time, your net worth will be doubled!"

"When I think about it, I feel more dangerous."

An Qisheng sighed, but also figured it out.

Since ancient times, there have been many disputes among warriors.

As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, it is like a pebble thrown into a lake, and there will be ripples.

No one is really alone, master and apprentice, father and son, brother and sister, friend, one network after another connects everyone.

Therefore, in ancient times, there was a saying that the Tao was broken off by the world, if you have something today, tomorrow he will have something, then you will still cultivate a fart Tao!

If he wants to calm down and practice, he has to understand this grievance.

"It's windy at night, my sister goes back to catch up on sleep."

Sensing An Qisheng's change in attitude, Jiang Shili waved his hand with a smile and returned to the cabin.

"These two women ......."

An Qisheng looked at her back and shook his head slightly.

This woman is very powerful, and in just a few words, she dispelled a trace of discomfort in his heart.

In other words, even if it is uncomfortable, it is difficult to show it after listening to these words.

Wang Zhixuan is domineering like a tiger, and Jiang Shili is smiling like a fox.

These two women are a match made in heaven.

"Ahem."

Thinking about it, An Qisheng shook his head, threw the unhealthy thoughts out of his mind, and turned around and went back to the cabin.

The room has been cleaned, and if you don't smell it carefully, you won't smell blood.

As is customary, pull out your notebook and write down your feelings today.

Then he slipped his slippers and went to bed, made an immortal sleep, and closed his eyes.

In the perspective, the stars are dotted, and all the experts, scholars, and masters who have been in contact with it in the past year are flickering.

"Wang Honglin ....."

An Qisheng's heart moved, and a 'star' brightened, and the light filled the perspective.

The small courtyard, the old trees, the bluestone slabs, the flying dead leaves, the old man standing with a gun, the young man who pushed the door in, and the sun was sprinkled.....

This is the prelude to the battle between Wang Honglin and Gu Changfeng that no one knew about three hundred years ago.

Before, An Qisheng's vision cultivation was not good, so he had been patient with himself and did not come to dream of this battle.

At this time, the turmoil at sea was extremely vicious.

Naturally, I want to try it, whether I can learn any killer tricks in the battle between these two great grandmasters.

Airplanes~

The tranquil picture scroll flowed like water in An Qisheng's mind.