Li Shuwen's feet were full of corpses.

Some are relatively intact, while others have become puddles of mud.

The bright red blood stained the earth into a blood-red color, turning into an asura field.

Correspondingly, Li Shuwen's breathing is still so steady, and his eyes are still so calm.

"Bang bang. ”

Liu Ruoshui puffed up his palms vigorously and cheered, "It is worthy of 'the second great steel fist, the magic spear Li Shuwen', this ability is already unparalleled in the world." ”

Liu Ruoshui looked carefully, in this battle, Li Shuwen's every punch was a one-hit kill, and he never used a second move on the same person.

This ability is worthy of being "the only one".

After hearing Liu Ruoshui's admiration, Li Shuwen's face was not happy, but said in a sad tone, "This is because the other party is unarmed, if they had a gun in their hands, I am afraid I would have died here." ”

After hearing Li Shuwen's words, Liu Ruoshui couldn't help but be silent.

Li Shuwen is right, if they have guns in their hands, don't say that there is only one Li Shuwen, even if it is ten Li Shuwen, then they will be killed because of this.

Since the birth of guns, the decline of martial arts has almost become a foregone conclusion, and martial artists have practiced martial arts for ten or twenty years, but they can be killed by an ordinary soldier with a gun.

This is because of this, the "way of playing" of the national art has gradually been lost, but the "method of raising" has continued to be passed on.

However, there is no "play" of the national art, and it cannot be called a national art.

Looking at Li Shuwen, who was a little decadent, Liu Ruoshui didn't know what to say for a while, and finally could only comfort, "That's not necessarily, with Li Shuwen's ability, at least he can take the head of the general from the army." ”

Seeing the sad look on Li Shuwen's face, Liu Ruoshui couldn't go on, because at this moment, he finally understood why Li Shuwen's martial arts were so weird, and why his national skills were biased towards killers.

This approach may not be out of Li Shuwen's "original heart", but a change he had to make in order to conform to the "general trend".

Liu Ruoshui suddenly understood that in Li Shuwen's life, I am afraid that he will never be able to break through Dan Jin and reach the legendary realm of seeing gods.

The most important thing in the national art is to be obedient, and the emphasis is on "being angry, and blood splashing five steps." Since Li Shuwen can't do this, his national art will naturally not be perfect.

This is probably the sadness of national art.

Compared with Li Shuwen, Sun Lutang's situation is a little better, because he walks the "way of the heart", although he can't deal with the formed army, but the army can't deal with him either.

But Li Shuwen, if he faced the army, he would definitely die, after all, no matter how hard his body was, he couldn't win the bullet.

Faced with this situation, Liu Ruoshui didn't know what to say, because one day, he would also encounter such a dilemma, so he just silently took Li Shuwen back to the Russian ** battalion to check the spoils of his operation.

The trophies were not small, there were more than two thousand rifles and countless bullets. Eight boxes of grenades, seven Maxim heavy machine guns, five small cannons, and two mountain guns.

Frankly speaking, this capture is really good, if it weren't for the fact that this is an outpost of the Russian army and serves as a temporary arsenal, he would not have gotten so much loot.

But Li Shuwen and Liu Ruoshui's faces were not happy, because their rescue target Wang Jiayi this time was already dying.

"Li, Brother Li, I'm dying. Wang Jiayi lay on the bed and said a little vaguely.

When Liu Ruoshui rescued Wang Jiayi and his brothers, Wang Jiayi already only had the air in and not the air out.

Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he was tortured too much when he was imprisoned by the Russian army.

Although Liu Ruoshui injected Wang Jiayi's body, he just barely helped him continue his life and let him live for a day or two.

If Li Shuwen still has the internal strength of his previous life, then he can still use the kung fu of the golden needle to cross the acupoint, so that he can live for five or six more years. But now, he really couldn't do anything.

Although Li Shuwen wanted to say a few words of comfort, he was not good at words in his life, so he reluctantly comforted, "Brother Wang, it's okay, take care of your injuries." ”

Wang Jiayi pulled a smile on his face and said, "Brother Li, I know my injuries. I really can't do it, in fact, it's okay if I'm dead, it's just that I really can't worry about my brothers. ”

"Ahem. ”

Wang Jiayi coughed twice, and then shouted, "Biaozi, Erhu." ”

"Big brother, I'm here. ”

"Big brother, the second tiger is here. ”

The answer was two young people in their twenties, one left and one right, squeezed in front of Wang Jiayi's bed.

Then, Wang Jiayi continued, "Biaozi, Erhu, from today on, Brother Li will be your boss, you should treat Master Li like me." ”

Li Shuwen was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said, "Brother Wang, don't do it." ”

"Ahem. ”

Wang Jiayi coughed again, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the two tigers on the side hurriedly picked up a white cloth and wiped the corners of Wang Jiayi's mouth.

Wang Jiayi continued, "What, Brother Li, don't you look down on my brothers?"

Li Shuwen didn't know what to say for a while, but he just excused himself and insisted on not accepting it.

Wang Jiayi showed a trace of sadness on his face, and then said, "Brother Li, it's not that I am a strong man, but if you don't become this big boss, it will cut off the life of my brothers." ”

Although Wang Jiayi's life is short, his spirit is clearer, he naturally knows that his brothers are supported by the most prestige, if he dies, then no one will be able to support this team.

What's more, they have stabbed a big basket, and his brothers will inevitably be desperately pursued by the Russian ** team, with their brothers' skills, how can they escape?

For today's plan, only with the help of the prestige of "Steel Fist Fight, Divine Fist Li Shuwen" can he suppress his group of brothers, and it is possible to let his group of brothers live.

After hearing Wang Jiayi's pleading, Li Shuwen suddenly felt unbearable.

No matter who it is, he can't bear the bitter pleading of an iron-clad man.

But Li Shuwen didn't dare to agree, he didn't cherish his reputation and didn't want to be a bandit, but he really didn't know how to be a big boss.

His family knows his own affairs, and he doesn't know anything other than national arts. He doesn't know anything except being good at killing, and letting him lead a bunch of bandits is really difficult for a strong man.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Shuwen's eyes glanced at Liu Ruoshui, who was applying needles to Wang Jiayi again, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Very well, brother. I promised you. Li Shuwen held Wang Jiayi's hand and said.

"Okay, good! Erhu, Biaozi, and a group of brothers, haven't you seen the big boss soon?" Wang Jiayi shouted loudly.

Wang Jiayi has accumulated prestige for a long time, and among the bandits under his command, his prestige is like a god, and after everyone looks at each other, they all say, "If the big boss is in charge, who dares not to follow it?"

At this time, Wang Jiayi finally showed a satisfied smile on his face and said, "That's good, that's good! Brother Li, take care of my group of brothers, don't treat him badly." ”

After that, Wang Jiayi's eyes closed, and he lost his breath.

Liu Ruoshui touched Wang Jiayi's pulse and said bitterly, "Everyone, the big boss has gone." ”

Although according to Liu Ruoshui's estimate, Wang Jiayi can actually live for two or three days, but there is another premise, that is, he still has a breath in his heart and the tenacious will to live.

Wang Jiayi's life was actually at the last moment, and he just lived with that breath, and now he has his wish, so he died because of it.

When he landed, there was a cry in the camp, and even Liu Ruoshui, who didn't know Wang Jiayi, couldn't help but cry.

Hero, gone.

(Thanks to Emperor Menge for rewarding 10 starting coins, thanks to Gou Chen Tianjun for rewarding 20 starting coins, and thanks to CVD for rewarding 100 starting coins)

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