"Dead! He's dead! ”

The people in the battle command post took a step back in unison, and their courage was completely frightened.

Especially the person in the Yin Yang Liao, as if his faith was lost, the whole person lost his highlights, and he never passed again.

The commander-in-chief was already slumped on the ground.

He said in a loud voice: "Ready, ready for the plane!" Escape from Tokyo! No! Escape from the East ......"

Bang!

The heavy door of the command post was blasted open.

Wen Hong's whole person leaned on the door frame, and with a throw of his hand, the head of the Great Onmyoji rolled to the ground.

"Guys, dawn is coming, and guess how many people are still alive in Tokyo?"

……

After dawn, Yuyin broadcasts.

The Tamayin of Toei's defeat spread throughout Japan.

Another month and a half later, the news spread all over the world.

Many of the officers and men who were fighting in the land of China even committed suicide by disembowelment, which shows that they were delirious because of the war fever.

Just as the fanatical Dongying troops gradually withdrew to the Dongying mainland.

And the result......

"Not bad, right?"

Wen Hong held his camera, looked at the tallest man-made "building" in Tokyo in front of him, and smiled at the commander-in-chief of Toei.

The commander-in-chief swallowed, not knowing what to say.

A month ago, he might have vomited and peed his pants. But after watching it for three months, watching the peerless murderer in front of him kill all the main battle factions that returned from China, put up their heads, and build them on that magnificent "building", I didn't feel anything.

He felt nothing but sorrow and despair.

There is no future for the whole Dongying.

"Actually, I'm not very easy to kill." Wen Hong was filming what he was doing, and at the same time he had the leisure to explain, "It's just that most of the time, killing is the quickest solution."

The fastest, not the best.

As for why not choose the best solution......

Because it's troublesome, and it's unnecessary. ”

Fish and bear's paws, at least the current Wen Hong is incompatible.

After all, we are reckless people, and reckless people just want to do what reckless people should do, right!

The fire burned for ten days and ten nights, and no matter how good the building was, it could not withstand such destruction, and the whole of Tokyo had been turned into a white ground, only the ancient Beijing Temple in the center, which showed off its martial arts in China, still stands, and is building day by day.

How many people died in the land of Dongying?

No one can say clearly, even Wen Hong, who is in charge of the guillotine, can't tell.

Too much to count.

The spirit of a nation is destroyed by one person.

A war is interrupted by a surprise attack on the homeland by one man.

The East has been divided, and there may still be some remnants of the main battle faction on the battlefield in the west.

But what belongs to the East, the great war of the Chinese battlefield is gone.

"The time has come."

Wen Hong let out a sigh, estimated it, grabbed the commander-in-chief of Dongying, and boarded the plane.

This plane is Dongying's, but the target is not Dongying.

It's Huaxia, Shanghai Beach!

……

Shanghai Tang, Huayin Steel Mill.

Although there is no factory manager, the work is still in full swing, and there is output every day.

Even after Wen Hong swept away the forces of Shanghai Tang, he blatantly opened up the military industry.

Every day, guns were made and transported to the old farmers.

In the blink of an eye, it was the following year, the beginning of 1944.

A plane landed at the airport in Shanghai, and Wen Hong, dressed in a white robe with the eyes of a freshly made god, and a sword and seal on it, got off the plane.

In his right hand, he held a large iron hammer, on which dozens of human heads were tied, all of which had been pickled, and they were quite complete, so you could see who was coming.

Pulling a rope in his left hand, it was the commander-in-chief of Dongying.

"The leader has finally returned."

A group of cordial officers and soldiers lined up below, and the old peasant was in front, looking at Wen Hong and laughing: "Your actions really shocked the world." It's just ......"

"Some people say I'm an executioner?"

Wen Hong raised his eyebrows, knowing what the old farmer wanted to say: "I think, there should be outsiders, what is the difference between me and what I did in Dongying Jinling?" ”

The old peasant was dumb.

"I think it's the West and the bald people over there."

He stepped forward and threw the iron hammer away, smashing the head on the ground, and his face was quite peaceful.

The ancients had a cloud: put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground.

Wen Hong walked away for a while, killing sentient beings with a butcher's knife, and now he puts it down, he really looks like the Buddha's kind eyes, compassion and peace, which makes people feel that he is a master of the Tao.

He said, "So what? A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. This trip is just a reckless man avenging the country, and it has never been ordered by the state.

The blood lies in me, and the mercy lies in the country.

The killing lies with me, and the salvation lies with the country.

Hell is mine, and the land of paradise is the kingdom.

No matter how great the sin is, I will bear it alone, so why bother my family and country? ”

Walking forward, bypassing the old peasants, and walking on the avenue, Wen Hong dropped his last sentence.

"This is the truth of my reckless man."

Looking at the tall figure in the distance, the old farmer couldn't help but be in awe.

"Reckless? You are the No. 1 reckless man in the world, and you are also a national soldier! ”

……

Back in the steel mill, Wen Hong's whole spirit seemed to be discharged.

White head in a flash.

"Sure enough, the internal force loss for such a long time is still a little bigger." He pondered in his heart, "I was hanging in my heart before, and it was nothing, but now my heart is scattered, and it is all reflected in my hair." ”

He found a mirror, looked at his current appearance, and smiled: "I am the supervisor of Xiyue Temple, the Emperor of Xiyue was already a golden position, wearing white clothes, and now he has white hair, and he has nothing to do with white."

But it's not a big deal. ”

Wen Hong thought so, after his Jiang Palace was full of congenital Qi, it would naturally be okay to feed back the day after tomorrow.

Speaking of which, the biggest benefit after the improvement of Tongzigong is nothing more than this.

As long as it is not consumed like death, with the passage of time, it can be replenished with innate Qi, and then replenish the vitality of flesh and blood, God knows how many more years it can live.

Two hundred years?

Three hundred years?

Anyway, it won't be shorter than Ah Xing's life that awakens his own talent.

"Wait."

Wen Hong seemed to remember something, called the heavens and the earth over, and asked, "Ah Xing, who I handed over to you, how is his training now?" ”

The sky and the earth are missing, you look at me, I look at you, both are helpless.

said to Wen Hong: "Chief, that person was later asked to go by the Huoyun Evil God, and he was beaten every day.

Half a month ago, he was cleared of the tricks, and he was suddenly born, and a set of tigers and tigers were beaten by the palm of the gods, even the evil god and his old man couldn't beat it. ”

This......

In the end, I woke up.

But also, Wen Hong handed people into the hands of these two people, originally planning to make him wake up.

This person has awakened, and this steelmaking mill is waiting for two rare masters in the world to sit in charge, so he can go out, walk the north and south of the great rivers of China, and challenge the masters of various major sects.

By the way, "exchange and exchange" the experience of spiritual practice.