Thick black smoke was emitting from factories in the distance.

Tram, Paramount Gate, Rickshaw ......

Everything made Wen Hong feel so familiar and unfamiliar.

"On the beach?"

Yes, Shanghai Tang, the one that is still in the concession stage.

In this territory that originally belonged to China, the Chinese people belonged to the lowest race, most of them were driven by others, even if they had some money, they were only like fat pigs in front of foreign friends.

Wen Hong exhaled and clenched his fists, feeling like he was going to smash everything.

Smash everything, smash this old world!

But—

"No!" Wen Hongxin said, "It's not enough, although my martial arts are high, but today's era is not the Ming Dynasty, and the muzzle velocity and power of firearms are not comparable to the three-eyed god gun."

If someone ambushes in advance, holding Makqin and Gatling, I will also hate it. ”

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

It's just that although Wen Hong is crazy, he is still in awe of the lethality of the modern army.

"That man, you ......"

There was a gold-wired glasses who saw Wen Hong standing for a long time, looking weird, and asked in a voice.

But halfway through the words, I found that the person was gone.

Rubbing his eyes, he wondered, "Dazzled?" I remember there was a Taoist priest there? ”

……

A certain concession.

In the villa of the Frenchman, Wen Hong sat in a leather chair, with his feet on the desk, looking at the villa owner who was nailed to the wall by him with four pens in the distance.

"I said, you answer, can you speak Chinese?"

"Yes. Understand. ”

Although this French dialect has a bit of a French flavor, it is good to speak Chinese, which saves Wen Hong's effort.

"Is this Shanghai Tang?"

"Yes."

"What year is it?"

"1943."

What questions this Chinese person asks!

The French muttered in their hearts, which ravines and ravines are this wild Taoist priests who can't succeed?

He has also been in China for some days, and he has an understanding of some Chinese cultures, and he can see at a glance that the person in front of him is wearing local religious clothes.

It is rumored that there are people like wizards in the land of China, is this the one in front of you?

Why are you so unlucky!

Wen Hong asked a few more questions and had a general understanding of this world.

There is basically no difference.

It's just that what makes him a little strange is that this Frenchman actually knows who the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is, named Zhang Jingqing.

The Dragon and Tiger Mountain of this world did not support the bald vein, but chose the right path in the later generations, which surprised Wen Hong.

I just don't know if the Three Treasures of the Heavenly Master are still there.

In addition, there was another piece of news that made him a little concerned.

"The Axe Gang and the Crocodile Gang?" Wen Hong asked, "Is the leader of the Axe Gang named Brother Chen?" ”

"Yes."

"That's pretty much the difference."

Wen Hong nodded, knowing what kind of world he had arrived.

Raising his hand, he smashed the chest and abdominal organs of the Frenchman, and Wen Hong turned the window and left.

On the way, I asked some people for directions, and finally after passing a sparsely populated road, a walled city appeared in front of me.

The walled city was quite old, no one had renovated it, and there were many people inside.

There are tailors, there are breakfast stalls, there are coolies, and there are rickshaw pullers......

There are all professions, even dust women, basically all the little people at the bottom of the society, such as the big people who can spend a lot of money in the casino, there is no one.

This is like a microcosm of the bottom of society, bringing together too many suffering people in this era.

Here, it is the pig pen walled city.

"Chartered wife, why is there no water!"

Listening to this classic line, if Wen Hong can't guess what kind of world he has crossed into, it can really be said that there is no movie entertainment on weekdays.

"Kung Fu"!

A comedy blockbuster shot by a generation of comedy masters week.

"This world?" Wen Hong stood in front of the walled city and thought, "If you count it, my current destructive ability is similar to Ah Xing at the end of the movie."

It's just that I am a pure feather divine power, and that one is the realm of the ultimate internal strength, and it is released from the outside. ”

As a comedy film, sometimes it's exaggerated.

Although the sentence "don't compare wins and losses with funny characters" is biased, it is still referential.

After all, in order to be funny, it's the same as reality, and there is basically no need for logic.

said that Ah Xing in the original book is a martial arts wizard who has not been encountered for thousands of years, then he is, he can recover even if he is scrapped, and the eight veins of the strange scriptures are all connected, and the palm of the gods is integrated, and even the palm technique that falls from the sky is displayed.

The city was destroyed at every turn, and the entire pigpen city was beaten into ruins.

The old beggar who is like a mechanical séance, can easily take out several martial arts cheats, which is simply unreasonable.

Could it be that the Carefree faction doesn't pay attention to looks?

Or did the Loose Faction merge with the Beggar Gang?

Originally, there were still many pits in the film, and Wen Hong's just thinking about it made him have a headache.

"Forget it, what do you want to do!"

Wen Hong raised his forehead and sighed: "It doesn't matter if the old beggar is a free-spirited faction or a beggar gang, whether Ah Xing is a martial arts wizard who has not been encountered in a thousand years, it doesn't matter."

Either I'll knock you down, or I'll kill you. Other than that—"

There is no third possibility!

And all this starts with the "Condor Heroes".

……

"You're here to rent a room?"

The charter woman held a cigarette, looked at the young man in front of her, who looked like an ancient, and asked.

"That's the first point."

Wen Hong smiled: "In addition, I have other things to trouble the two of you." ”

The charter man raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?" First of all, let's settle accounts clearly, and don't do it if it's too troublesome. ”

"It's very simple."

Wen Hong stood up, his head seemed to be on the roof, and the cramped room seemed to be filled with something.

The pupils of the charter man and the charter wife shrank, and goosebumps came out.

Master!

Absolute masters!

This kind of master is only stronger than the two of himself!

Which one is on the killing charts?

Or which school of people in the rivers and lakes?

The two of them have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for many years, living in seclusion in this small pigpen walled city, and have not used force for a long time, and their friends back then did not know that they were here.

Why would someone come to the door?

The two were puzzled.

Wen Hong said: "Today, Wen Mou challenged the two of them to see what level the former Condor Heroes were?"

Either be knocked down by me or be killed by me. ”

What a domineering boy!

The charter man frowned: "I don't know what you said?" Condor Heroes? Little brother, have you read too many martial arts novels? ”

The charter lady took a deep puff of her cigarette and said, "Either rent a house, put the rent here, or leave." ”

Wen Hong took a step forward, and the shadow shrouded both of them.

"Others say that I am domineering, that I am full of people, and even the chicken eggs will be shaken and yellowed. If you don't, this pigpen will fall today. ”

Click!

The ground shattered, and Wen Hong's whole person became like a demon god, and the terrifying momentum lingered all around, making it difficult for people to breathe.