Chapter 272: Cult of Personality

"Stinky boy, talk halfway, look for death!" Jiang Lijiao said angrily, from heroic and compelling, the words of the commander of the group of heroes changed to a little woman's demeanor in seconds.

Steven, who had received a few blows on his head, looked straight at his eyes, and smiled, the more he admired his Wang Xianjun in his heart.

"You admire Wang Xianjun very much?" Jiang Li's eyes flashed with a strange light, she could see that in Steven's heart, her senior aunt, was not as good as Wang Shixian who was still an outsider in the temporary affairs of the Stars and Stripes Country.

"That's nature!" Steven's eyes lit up when he was scratched by Jiang Li's question, and said loudly: "Manly man, it should be like this!"

"Half-literate!" Jiang Li chuckled. In addition to being a little more lucky and a little higher in martial arts, this Wang Shixian is still relatively obscene, not good at fame and not fighting for power, and the image of a manly husband who competes for power in Jiang Li's mind from childhood to adulthood is really far from the image.

"Gao Wu is just a barbarian, and he is not qualified enough to be a husband. Jiang Li said to the young Hongmen people in front of him.

"We martial arts practitioners naturally only talk about martial arts, and he will break through the void one day, and these are just passing clouds in front of him. Steven looked yearning.

Obviously someone has preemptively brainwashed him! Jiang Li rolled her eyes in her heart. If you can get the avenue, you can naturally look down on this power struggle, but since ancient times, how many people can finally walk to the end of the avenue?

"That's all you've learned in the past few days?"

"Hmm!" Steven said excitedly: "We wanted to ask for martial arts, but Wang Xianjun also said that fighting is the most vulgar, and practicing martial arts is the way to cultivate the Tao, and you can't put the cart before the horse, and the mood is the most important." ”

"Senior Brother Kong Ze cried at that time, and he only shouted that he could die at night!"

"Damn!" There are frequent meetings here, and they are in full swing, and they are about to be in full swing, and Wang Shixian is preaching his mood among a group of young people, and Wang Shixian's smile with evil taste flashed in Jiang Li's mind, as if he was silently complaining to her that he was being left out.

Of course, it doesn't mean that what Wang Shixian said is incorrect, it's just that his strength can't reach a certain level, and he talks about the realm and the avenue, and it's all in the air. Obviously, it's just a group of elementary school students who are staring at calculus and are greedy, isn't it good to honestly learn their own addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division? Wang Shixian's own big apprentice, Li Yuetong, is not practicing his moves hard one by one?

In the final analysis, it was because the young people of the Hongmen of the Stars and Stripes lacked the inheritance of the master, and some of them were simply born in the wild road and did not have the opportunity to go to the mountain gate to read enough classics of the master, and they did not have enough vision, so they were fooled by Wang Shixian. Generally, the classics of the master will record in detail the cultivation experience of the masters of the past dynasties in the master's sect, even if you are strange, you can always find a similar one, and in the case of cross-reference, you can avoid many detours for the disciples under the sect.

After being passed over by Wang Shixian and Steven, Jiang Li could feel Wang Shixian's strong confidence and relaxed mentality when he set off, but he was facing an old ghost who had lived for 2,000 years this time! Maybe he could poke him to death with a finger!

When the new city police chief Rivers came to the Hongmen headquarters in person, Wang Shixian knew that the overall situation of the underworld in St. Trier City had been decided.

Theoretically speaking, no underworld organization can resist the cleanup of the state power, but when the state power moves, the city's police chief will also be the end, and the mayor's next election will basically not have to participate, but Rivers does not have this burden, the bigger his actions, the more he can show his ability and his political achievements! The difficulty lies in the tidying up of the endgame, this abnormal behavior of using the power of the state cannot be sustained for a long time, and the gangs that have been driven out will soon come back and be re-conceived after the movement-style blow, and then it is necessary to reflect the role of Hongmen, and help Rivers stabilize the situation from the lowest level of society.

Rivers was able to bend down and come in person, which shows that he is a pragmatic and courageous person, and Jiang Li is a bold and meticulous girl, and the two have enough strength to face a group of leaderless rabble, and there is no reason for failure to cooperate.

Wang Shixian knew that Jiang Li would be very busy in the future, and in the evening, after explaining to Steven, he walked out of Huaxia Street alone, and walked slowly and quickly in the direction of Robinson Park.

The fiery red sunset is sprinkled all over the sky from thick and shallow, in the middle of the building, it can be seen that the sunset is only a trace exposed, the road is not calm, a group of Jinan people patrolling in the distance saw a person coming out of Huaxia Street, waving a knife and stick in his hand and whistling over, Wang Shixian was beaten by guns before, and the worst was also a blood pistol or something, like this kind of gangster street brawl is the first time to experience, I can't help but have a sense of novelty in my heart, I wanted to speed up and change direction past them, and a group of playful and provocative whistles came from the street behind me, as well as Kong Ze's extraordinarily loud laughter, these guysI have just preached their state of mind, and they are all full of morality, and they walk and speak like martial arts masters, how long has it been?

Wang Shixian maintained the original direction of progress and walked towards the group of Jinans. A strange look flashed in the eyes of the few Jinan people who rushed to the front, the prey in front of him was not tall, his temples were not high, and his eyes were not shining, so he didn't look like a master!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Shixian's figure squeezed straight into the knife and stick of the Jinan people. No, it should be said that it looks straight, but in fact, all parts of his body are constantly doing high-speed dodge attacks in a very small space, and in the naked eyes of Kong Ze and others, it has become a straight and not moving much.

More than a dozen people gathered together to charge, and in just three or four seconds, Wang Shixian had already passed through the fast-running crowd without the slightest hindrance.

"Smack!" as the long machete fell to the ground, the man also wilted and collapsed to the ground.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!" As the first sound came out, neat and rhythmic from beginning to end, the people of Jinan fell to the ground one after another.

Wang Shixian's back was far away, blending into the shadows of the high-rise buildings on both sides, the sun finally completely fell below the horizon, the night began to cover the earth, the street lights were lit up, and there was still Wang Shixian's figure on the street in the distance.

At the back of the street, Kong Ze and a group of Hongmen disciples stood there with their mouths wide open, whistling and laughing continued to condense in their throats, and after a few seconds of pause, several people let out violent coughing sounds.