Half a month passed quietly.

In the past half a month, nothing major has happened.

Yan Chen spent half a month quietly.

Today.

It's time for him to travel through other worlds again.

Actually.

He said he was very rejected.

However, even if you refuse, it is useless.

Even if it is postponed to the second half of the month, there is no problem.

Just because of one sentence, he had to choose to cross.

Die early, die late, it's not the same to die, but if you don't fight, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle.

Inside the castle of the former hiko.

Yan Chen lay lazily on the bed, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his face was flushed.

Repeating this exercise every day is really tiring.

Exhaust the mental power, and then cultivate to make up for it, and then use it cleanly.

Come and go, slowly grow your mind.

When it comes to telekinesis LV.5, the speed of this exercise slows down.

But.

He can't stop.

Once you stop, how can you break through the limit?

"Host, it's ready."

Suddenly, the voice of the system elf rang in his head, reminding him that he was ready to cross.

"Let's get started."

He said weakly.

The words fell.

The aura on his body landed frantically, and in less than ten seconds, his power was blocked to the level of an ordinary person.

Looked at.

Yan Chen didn't have the slightest essence at all, and his face was as usual.

The more powerful you are, the more advanced you are when you travel through the past world.

This is the secret that Xiao An told him.

The next moment.

A white light flashed in the room, and Yan Chen, who was lying on the bed weakly, had disappeared without a trace.

……

Earth, Shanghai.

Time, 1940.

Shanghai in 1940 can be described as full of gunsmoke and strong local flavor.

The ragged and scrawny coachmen, or the people who were carrying things and hawking them, had a little numbness in their eyes and a blank feeling of losing hope in life.

This is Shanghai Tang, which is full of gangs, and it is also Shanghai Tang under the rule of Japanese devils.

Here, there are sad things everywhere that can be seen such as rebirth and destruction, forcing good people to become prostitutes, persuading prostitutes to be good, and so on.

Being born in this era is the sorrow of this group of people and the sorrow of this era.

Walking on the street, Yan Chen looked at the people around him, his eyes were full of surprise, and he didn't have the slightest sympathy, as if they were like dogs and ants.

"Xing Ye's "Kung Fu"? Interesting. ”

He walked slowly down the street, watching the pedestrians come and go, a faint light flickering in his eyes.

After he came to this world, the system had already instilled the information of this world into him, and even arranged for him to be a rich son.

"Master, the car you asked your subordinates to prepare is ready."

At this moment, an old man dressed as a housekeeper, wearing a long robe of the Republic of China, with meticulous combed hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a straight spine, walked over to Yan Chen and said respectfully.

"Uncle Feng, how much money do you have in the family?"

Yan Chen turned his head and looked at Yun Feng who came over, this old guy is very strong.

Through systematic understanding, this guy is properly half-step innate.

Tsk tsk, the system is really kind this time.

actually arranged such a person for himself to put in "Kung Fu", all of them are masters at the level of Huoyun Evil God, Xiao An is really reliable.

"Master, after buying a car, there are still 500 ...... at home" Uncle Feng, the housekeeper, saw that this was on the street, and there were many people, so he didn't explain in detail.

"Five hundred? Hey...... "I heard that there are still five hundred taels of gold, Yan Chen couldn't help but sigh, what can five hundred taels of gold do?"

His goal is to free the people from the dire situation.

Five hundred taels of gold is not enough.

"Has anything happened lately?"

Yan Chen put his hands behind his body and walked in the direction of home, Uncle Feng followed him like a bodyguard, no more than one step, no less step, just about two steps.

Through the memories instilled by the system, Yun Feng was attacked by Japanese devil ninjas ten years ago, was seriously injured and was accidentally rescued by Yan Chen, and then he stayed to repay his kindness.

Can you be reliable in the system?

"Yes, the Crocodile Gang has been getting bigger and bigger recently, and there is an idea of destroying other small gangs and unifying the underground world of Shanghai Beach."

Uncle Feng followed behind him, did not hide the news he heard, told his master about 1510, and in the end, he even said his guess: "I suspect that there is a little devil behind this who is intervening." ”

"Unified on the beach? Did the Axe Gang make any moves? Hearing that the crocodile gang was preparing to unify on the beach, Yan Chen did not frown slightly, and said in a deep voice.

Could this be that the plot has just started as soon as it crosses by itself?

"The second leader of the Axe Gang secretly has a relationship with the police chief, and I think they are ready to do something to the Crocodile Gang."

Hearing his master's words, Yun Feng was a little stunned, it seems that his master is not a mediocre person, but he still said what he knew.

If the old man wants to be a gang boss, as long as he doesn't careless of people's lives and is a party to the disaster, he can help him.

If he is unkind and bullies men and women, he will choose to leave without hesitation, as if they have never met.

"Huh...... Take a long-term view, gangsters have no future. ”

Walking into the courtyard of this pavilion, a gust of ancient wind of historical vicissitudes came to his face, and Yan Chen smiled with satisfaction and said.

"Sir."

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw a maid who was watering the flowers, and after the maid saw Yan Chen, she bowed to him respectfully, and then bowed her head and continued to water the flowers.

"The master taught me a lesson."

Uncle Feng smiled, he thought that Yan Chen's goal was to become a gang boss.

It seems that his master's ambition is not on the road of gangsters.

"Do you know the Fire Cloud Evil God?"

After walking into the hall, Yan Chen sat on the Taishi chair, and then a maid brought tea, and asked after the maid retreated.

"Master, the Huoyun Evil God is the number one killer on the killer list, and like his subordinates, he is a half-step innate powerhouse, he likes to kill masters, and he doesn't know where the depths are."

Yun Feng naturally knew who the Huoyun Evil God was, a madman in the killer world, who specialized in hunting masters for fun, especially the toad skill he cultivated, which was a well-known martial art in the rivers and lakes today.

Killing people without blinking, and specializing in killing Chinese warriors, is the scum in the rivers and lakes.

"You say, can the Fire Cloud Evil God be taken for his own use?"

Yan Chen held the teacup, gently tasting the bitterness in the tea, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous aura emanated from him.

Feeling this dangerous aura, Uncle Feng's face couldn't help but change, he lowered his head and groaned, then raised his head and said, "If you want to subdue the Huoyun Evil God, without the deterrence of the innate master, the old man feels that he will turn back." ”

(End of chapter)