"Still moving!"

Although Lin Hei'er looked haggard, his words were not hard.

Chen Zhuo's hands were covered with blood, but his clothes were extremely clean, and he looked at the dead bodies all over the ground.

The flames soared into the sky, and the blood and water meandered into words.

Luck and fortune have changed again.

[Carrier: Chen Zhuo]

[World: Late Qing Dynasty and Early Republic of China]

[Fate: Greedy Wolf Enters the Life]

[Luck: Five Grades B]

[Destiny: Deviant, the capital of the hero, no good death]

[Talent: Gathering] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and gathers transportation.) ）

"No good death...... Finally, it is not a violent death, it seems that he can live a little longer. ”

Chen Zhuo's eyes flickered, and he swept it away lightly, and the blood on the ground condensed and dispersed.

After killing that Prince Yi before, he crossed the sixth grade, from the seventh grade A to the fifth grade, but unfortunately these foreigners can't compare to the high-ranking person, and they have killed a lot, so they can be promoted to a small rank.

Lin Heier asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Said on the way." Chen Zhuo did not hesitate, he had already set off, "I went into the city with Master and them to pick up the people in the Wumen, and met the people from the 'Golden and Silver Building' halfway, saying that you haven't come out yet, and Senior Brother has gone to the east to find you." ”

Lin Hei'er held on, followed Chen Zhuo closely, and looked at the corpses everywhere along the way, full of dazed loneliness, and very hateful, "Where should I go from here?" This great river and mountain is so handed over? ”

Thinking of the death of several Boxer leaders who rose up together, scattered and scattered, tens of thousands of Boxers died tragically under the guns of foreigners, and many of them were still killed by the Qing court, and the death was worthless, she felt a sour feeling in her heart.

Chen Zhuo didn't know how to comfort people, and only after walking out of a section did he say: "Let's leave first, the world is changing, it is not possible to just abide by the rules, don't worry, someone will change all this, maybe it will be you in the future, or me in the future, or someone else, but it is definitely not now." ”

Lin Hei'er bit her lip and didn't say a word.

Chen Zhuo suddenly asked, "What about the gold and silver building?" Gu Yu's aunt. ”

Lin Hei'er didn't answer immediately, but said after a while, "It should be to intercept and kill the Empress Dowager Xi." ”

Chen Zhuo frowned, not to mention anything else, just with Gong Baotian and Yin Fu, plus a lot of internal masters, maybe there are Manchu elders to follow, this will be a fierce battle.

The two rushed all the way to Dongzhimen, but Lin Heier finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the wounds all over her body could no longer be pinched, and the blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Senior brother, are you alright? I killed ...... again" Coincidentally, it happened that Zuo Zongsheng and a group of fellow martial artists were protecting a few women and children who were covered in blood and killed, and they just wanted to show off the results, but when they glanced at it, they saw Lin Hei'er covered in blood there, and his expression changed unconsciously, "Miss Lin, what's wrong with you?" Where's the injury? ”

Lin Hei'er was injured at this time, his qi and blood were greatly damaged, and he was hurriedly held in his arms by Zuo Zongsheng, who wanted to struggle but couldn't move, so he could only say angrily: "I can't die!" ”

Seeing that the two of them were still grinding and chirping, Chen Zhuo beckoned: "You guys withdraw first, I'll go find the master!" ”

"Good!"

Zuo Zongsheng was eager to save people, and ran out with Lin Heier on his back and led the others.

Chen Zhuo turned around and ran into the night.

……

Compared with those group people who only knew how to rush forward and kill without fear of death, Wang Wu and several martial arts elders pursued the beheading action of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, running in the dark night, only beheading the leader of the foreigners, and retreating with one blow. As soon as the leader died, the gun array was left uncommanded, which could not only delay time, but also create close opportunities for those regimental people.

Wang Wu was holding a big knife, and his knife skills looked ordinary, but in a hurry, those foreigners didn't have time to react, and even the guns had been split in half on the spot, and their stomachs were sprinkled on the ground, and they could take away three or four foreigners with one move.

The rest had already been frightened by the elusive Wang Wu, shouting foreign words in their mouths one by one, crying and howling, holding muskets and shooting in all directions like crazy.

Suddenly, several cold lights flew in, and the foreigner immediately fell to the ground in a scream, and was killed by the comer.

Wang Wu's temples were stained with blood, his chest trembled slightly, he saw that it was Chen Zhuo, his breath was relaxed, he turned around and flashed behind him, carrying the knife like a feather, not chopping or chopping, taking the hundred-pound knife has been stabbed in the throat of a few foreigners who still want to struggle to stand up, the knife shadow passed, the throat bone was shattered, but only a red mark was seen on the flesh.

"Bang bang ......"

Gunfire erupted in the streets.

The two masters and apprentices and a few regimental people rushed to kill, and only the two masters and apprentices were left standing in the end.

Looking at the foreigner who was still twitching at his feet, Chen Zhuo withdrew the knife, and a stream of blood immediately rushed out, splashing him in the face.

The hot blood rushed to his throat, and the fishy sweetness reminded him of the scene on the White Mountain again.

It's just that the scene in front of me is even more tragic than back then, back then they were all people who fought for their lives, died without complaints, and died for money, but now many of the people who die are ordinary people, innocent people.

"Remember this scene well, the sky is not up to man, everything is self-begging!"

Wang Wu finally taught his apprentice.

Looking at an old man who had fallen in a pool of blood and many group members, Wang Wu's lips moved, his face was tight, his eyes reflected the firelight, his tall figure was displayed, and the knife flashed out like a ghost, "The knife is fierce, the sword is on the edge, and the knife technique has reached a certain level, and there is no need to ask for sword moves, pay attention to controlling the situation." Although you use a knife to say that it is strange, it can only be achieved for a while, and you are greedy for a thought; If you want to get out of your own way and become a big climate, you need to learn to control the sword with momentum, I walk the right way of heaven and earth, and seek the great trend, if you want to become a 'chivalrous', you can't be stingy. ”

The old man used the knife as a sword to point at the throat, but now it is a big open and close move, the tip of the knife is picked, and a corpse has flown towards the approaching foreigner, taking advantage of the gap between the guns and bullets, Wang Wu vacated and shrunk in the air, hiding behind the corpse, so as to get closer.

The moment he landed, the old man seemed to have turned into a cheetah, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he bent down and dragged the knife to run out of two arrow steps, and the tip of the knife dragged out a string of sparks on the ground, slashing horizontally.

"Poof......

Those foreigners still kept firing with their guns, but when they reacted, the upper half of their bodies had slid to the ground, and the lower half of their bodies were still standing in place.

The liver and gallbladder that did not die were split and turned around to escape, Wang Wu was willing to let go, a few steps to follow, one hand pressed on the heart of a person, the feet jumped off like a fox, the arms were long and short, and the fist clenched out a phoenix eye, like a big gun, stabbing the throat, ribs, neck and other vital points of the foreigner, where he passed, one corpse after another fell.

"The road is to come out, the way is to seek, the kung fu in your hands no longer needs me to teach, but the Tao in your heart still has to be well understood!"

"Senior brother, let me guard my heart!"

Chen Zhuo followed behind Wang Wu, and the double knives also kept harvesting and crushing the flesh and blood in front of him, completely killing his eyes, his mouth was frantically swallowing the fishy wind, panting, only to feel as if a mouthful of thick blood was pouring into his lungs, rolling and stirring, stimulating his hands and feet, muscles and bones, and constantly trembling.

Many foreigners in those alleys and alleys followed the gunshots, Chen Zhuo jumped over, saw trees kicking trees, saw walls climbing walls, and used flying knives to hit high and low, and killed more than 40 people in less than half an hour.

"Yes, keep it well, never forget, there will be an echo!"

Wang Wu saw that Chen Zhuo's aura was different, the flying knife was very sharp, and he saw that his movements were flying like the monkey that had gone to the sky and the earth, and he was stunned, and his eyes flashed, "Good boy, you actually have the strength of the White Lotus Sect." ”

Chen Zhuo was about to respond, his eyes were condensed, and he stabbed twice, but he saw a person rushing out of the alley not far away, covered in blood, followed by four or five foreigners, and the gunfire came and went, forcing this person to kick the wall and fly, dodging in embarrassment.

"Come here!"

Seeing that the other party was about to block a dead end, Chen Zhuo opened his mouth to call a sentence.

When the man heard this, he saw a savior, and immediately strode over.

The man has a double ten, a straight body, tattered clothes, covered in blood, a big head shaved blue, no braids, a dark and rough complexion, big eyes and a wide mouth, like a monk who has escaped from the mountain.

This is also a knife wielder.

The one he was carrying was actually the executioner's torture knife, and there was a hairy monkey squatting on his shoulder, rubbing his teeth and grinning non-stop, obviously frightened.

Chen Zhuo shook his hand and shot out several flying knives, and several knife shadows floated into the mouth of the alley in the blink of an eye around the arc, bringing out a series of screams.

Wang Wu took the opportunity to paste it over, and when the foreigners leaned out, the blade of the knife stood and was shot with huge force.

The foreigner didn't snort, his head immediately collapsed into his chest and abdomen, and the other foreign hairs rolled to the ground, breaking tendons and fractures, and then touching it into it was a crazy strangulation.

"Thank you!" The man looked a little wooden, but there was no expression on his face, but he had a murderous illusion, he was born with an evil look, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to rush to save people, if I can come back alive, I will repay the grace of saving my life." ”

The man quickly left a sentence, and without waiting for Chen Zhuo to respond, the person had already rushed to the other end.

At the same time, gunfire and whistles rang out in all directions.

"Whew!"

"Bang ......"

Chen Zhuo glanced at the other party twice, and then retreated.

In the chaos, he rushed out of the encirclement and turned around, only to find that he had unconsciously distanced himself from Wang Wu and was separated.

only said that he was looking for traces to find the past, but unexpectedly, a person suddenly came out of the corner of the street, with his hands on his sleeves, his body was thin and short, his face was white and not like a living person, he was wearing a felt hat, and his narrow eyes were staring directly at Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo's heart suddenly sudden, his eyes narrowed sharply, and then slowly opened, instead of seeing shock, his face grinned, and the killing intent in his heart was unprecedentedly strong.

It was ...... Yin Fu!