"Look, it's the master and uncle..."

Just when Yang Meng was a little distracted, Hao Enguang was the first to see his master Li Cunyi and another elder. Although the two masters had senior brothers and several people from the martial arts sect, after fighting for the middle of the night, everyone was exhausted. When facing a group of foreign soldiers holding bayonets, the situation was obviously a bit bad.

Pointing to the right side of the group of foreigners, Hao Enguang held a gun that was still dripping with blood, lowered his head and ran to the left. His blood-stained face was indeed difficult to detect under the cover of the military cap. After running behind the two foreigners who were holding guns and preparing to shoot, he suddenly lifted his gun and cut down behind the necks of them...

“oh, shit…”

The messy barrage stagnated, and the sudden assassination made the confrontational foreign gun team suddenly become chaotic. Just as the British lieutenant cursed and prepared to kill Hao Enguang, a German soldier who had just shouted "help...helpme..." had already stumbled to his side, and a bayonet was thrust into the side of his neck with one lift.

puff……

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Unlike pure martial artists like Hao Enguang, Yang Meng, who was a little vulgar, kicked several shocked foreigners in his legs in the moment he assassinated the lieutenant. Then, under the surprise eyes of everyone, he squeezed into the Japanese team, and suddenly stabbed the bayonet, suddenly raised his gun and shot. His fast hand speed and insidious damage caused the foreign gun team, which originally maintained the defensive team, to charge and jump.

It was a pair of agile hands. While the feet were not moving, the movement of loading the rifle was a bit dazzling...

Bang bang bang bang...

The chaotic and rapid shooting not only caused the foreigners to quickly reduce their personnel, but also caused great panic to each other. At this close distance, even a rookie like Yang Meng could almost shoot the head.

Bloody brains splattered everywhere, and the unlucky foreign gun team collapsed and evacuated in a blink of an eye. Just as Yang Meng pressed the vomiting feeling in his chest and chased forward, his master Li Cunyi and the bearded man chased after him in two steps. He quickly chopped and poked the seven or eight foreign devils in his hand. In a blink of an eye, he cut the remaining seven or eight foreign devils in half or cut their necks under the knife.

A strong smell of blood came to my face. Looking at the blood and the colorful internal organs in front of me, Yang Meng felt a dazed in his heart. Finally, he couldn't help it. He vomited out with a 'wow' sound. Seeing the master turn around and walk back, he stood up with a forced discomfort: "Master...Master, let everyone change into the military uniform of a foreign devil. The entire imperial city is in chaos. If you don't find a way to get out of the inner city, you will probably have no chance when you search at night..."

He nodded slightly. Li Cunyi felt a little surprised by the stupid disciple in his impression. It was rare that this child suddenly had this insight and courage, and had an indescribable sense of killing people. If it weren't for his method of shooting foreigners just now, he would have thought that this child was probably not the god who came down to earth to open his mind.

"Did the kid kill someone for the first time?"

The fierce man grinned, put the nine-ring sword in his hand behind him, and patted Yang Meng's shoulder with appreciation...

"I have also killed before, but today I have killed four or five people along the way, but the scene without this looks so bloody..."

The fierce man glared at his big eyes, suddenly laughed, turned his head and praised Li Cunyi, "You little apprentice is not old, but your mind is very considerate. Although you don't have much skill in your hands, you will take advantage of the chaos to kill several lives. It is a good material for learning knife..."

Yang Meng was a little surprised. He didn't know what the knives had to do with the number and method of killing, but he couldn't figure out who the person in front of him was, so he could only bow slightly and bow his fists foolishly to greet him.

"Call Wang Wuwang!"

Although Li Cunyi's face was serious, his eyes were filled with joy when he looked at Yang Meng. He obviously felt very appreciating this little apprentice who was just occasionally stupid now.

"This is the famous big sword Wang Wu, Wang Wu, who is in the world..."

After attacking and stealth along the way, Hao Enguang sincerely loved this younger junior brother who was becoming more and more courageous, especially when Yang Meng was assassinating in the chaos, even he was a little surprised by the butterfly-like footwork. Seeing Yang Meng stunned, he hurried over and whispered to tell the identity of the man.

"Wang Wu?! Wang Wu, the big sword of Kunlun with the two livers and gallbladders?"

Yang Meng looked at the famous Red Dead Redemption, a martial arts master, and a patriot who reformed the reform. He murmured without realizing a moment of surprise and admiration from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that his master and senior brother started to have a headache for his stupid appearance again, he then woke up and knelt down on one knee: "Silly second greets the fifth uncle!"

“Huh?”

Wang Wu looked at the boy whose eyes suddenly became slightly wet, and felt a little strange and inexplicably moved. However, when he smiled and helped Yang Meng up, he suddenly realized that in this indescribable look, he was very similar to his reformers such as his ally Tan Sitong, who were all like innocent people who were focused on it.

Wang Wu was slightly immersed in his mind, thinking about the years of reform and reform, and then he pondered for a moment in his heart, then patted Yang Meng's shoulder and said, "Good boy, great wisdom is just like this. Your master has not read the wrong person. You are a child with wisdom. You will not lose your original intention because of killing. Go back to your master's life for some time, and some small means of traveling around the world to give you self-defense..."

Unlike other martial arts figures in the Jingmen, Dadao Wang Wu's vision has long surpassed the limitations of the martial arts sect under the influence of the reformists, and even he has the feeling of being a hero. Although to many degrees, he still has the intention of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, but after Tan Sitong was executed with a sigh, he had completely lost confidence in the Qing court.

For this oppressed country and nation, he assassinated Empress Dowager Cixi three times regardless of his personal safety, and tried to rescue Emperor Guangxu who was under house arrest, hoping to change the status quo of being bullied by the great powers.

Therefore, when Big Sword Wang Wu saw Yang Meng, who might also have this kind of sentiment, and there was a little more inexplicable flash in his pure eyes, the fifty-six-year-old man suddenly had the idea of ​​passing on his art and entrusting his orphans to pass on this spark to the next generation...

The chaotic capital caused unprecedented losses to the coalition forces, which led to their concentration of shrinking their scattered forces into one place. When Yang Meng followed everyone, with the terrain and the cover of foreign soldiers' uniforms, he came to the Hebo Factory where Cheng Tinghua was killed, the nearby foreign gun team had already fled under the assassination of martial arts people.

Fortunately, everyone also met Mr. Cheng's younger brother Cheng Dianhua and eldest son Cheng Youlong on the road.

The two looked a little embarrassed now, but finally grabbed Mr. Cheng's body in chaos. Seeing that the injuries on his body had seriously affected his physical strength, they took over the two and carried Mr. Cheng's body and covered them up and risked their lives to create the inner city, preparing to transport Mr. Cheng's body back home.

Time is tight, so everyone decided to go to Cheng Tinghua's wife's hometown, Louzizhuang, Dongjiao, Beijing, and buried the body. When they have the chance in the future, they will find someone to transport it to Chengjia Village, Shenzhou, Hebei.

Of course, after this night, Yang Meng also made his mark, especially with the deliberate support of Dadao Wang Wu and Li Cunyi, in the fierce battles and assassinations, he and many famous disciples under Mr. Cheng also formed a considerable friendship with many famous disciples.

When everyone rushed out of the inner city, Cheng Tinghua's eldest disciple Zhang Yukui also brought a dozen people to meet from another direction. "Now the foreign devils are gradually turning around and starting to search for them. We are too big together, so it is better to go out separately for the time being and go to the eastern suburbs to meet..."

"You will take Brother Cheng's body away first, and I will take the disciples of the escort agency to cut off the rear..."

Seeing that Mr. Cheng was finally about to rest in peace, King Wu of Dadao simply led his disciples to ambush along the way. When everyone carefully mingled the capital and buried Mr. Cheng's body in a hurry, a trace of light gradually appeared.

"There is chaos in the capital now. I have instructed your senior brothers to follow me to hide in Liuzhuang. After a few days, the foreigners will relax, kill their mothers and then go south to Shanxi..."

The nine gates in the capital were strictly prohibited, and Li Cunyi simply did not plan to return to the inner city. He explained his hiding place to Yang Meng, and disappeared in the dawn with other disciples. Fortunately, after burning, killing and looting by the Eight Kingdoms, he gradually stopped looking for the rural areas where poor families were concentrated. As long as there was no news, he would not have to worry about being found by traitors for the time being.

"What kind of world is this beautiful country, but foreigners are allowed to run rampant. What kind of world is this..."
Chapter completed!