Chapter 1158 Chapter 1099 Interlude (Part 1)
In Jiangning in early September, countless entanglements of cause and effect condensed. Some of them rolled into undercurrents, some roared into whirlpools, and some would cause shocking catastrophes. Huge waves.
On the night of the eighth day of September, following He Wen's words, the huge undercurrent caused by the "book club" was about to surface. Shi Weiyang once stood in the center of the stage and fell into In the vision of all the big shots, of course, these causes and effects still crossed each other before long.
Shi Weiyang has his own pursuit.
On the afternoon of the Double Ninth Festival, he truly reached the peak of a certain stage and completed his transformation.
And while these waves are intertwined, there are also countless more subtle undercurrents flowing in this wave...
Time goes back.
The afternoon of the eighth day of September.
While He Wen and the other four kings were discussing in Yiyuan, next to the ruins of the Wuhu Inn in the city, two young men known as Y Demons looked under the bridge inconspicuously. The two men and women felt grief and embarrassment.
While finding medicine and trying their best to prolong the life of the injured woman under the bridge, they also easily found out the names of the people who came to establish their authority that day from the people around them.
Not long after the night, Shi Weiyang, the second young man who had finally regained his dignity after the Wuhu Inn incident, led a larger crowd to the vicinity of Yunlaifang and started a confrontation with "Jackdaw" Chen Juefang.
Wu Chennan went to the newspaper office in the city and published the news about Yan Tiehe being injured and the Shi family seeking justice for him in the newspaper.
An exquisite game unfolded on a large scale. With the help of veterans such as Jin Yongsheng, they even considered many small details that might go wrong. On the ninth day of September, Shi Weiyang made such a perfect layout for the first time in his life. The moment Yan Yunzhi got those newspapers, he had already entered a new stage of life.
At the same moment, in front of the inconspicuous Wuhu Inn on the other side of the city, two Y-devils of five feet and four feet held newspapers and read in silence for a long time.
The condition of the women in the bridge cave was not good. Xue Jin limped over and kowtowed to them. Long Aotian made another medicine in his irritable mood. Then they left one after another.
At noon, near the medical center where Yan Tiehe was seeking medical treatment, the two discovered more things during careful observation.
“Brother, there are too many people, what should I do?”
…
“…Even the Jade Emperor couldn’t save him.”
“… …Oh.”
...
At the teahouse in the afternoon, Shi Weiyang gave orders to many masters.
"No one can leave here today."
He opened the door and walked towards Yan Yunzhi.
……
"...In the past few days, with the help of Brother Wu, I have thought clearly about what ordinary people can do -"
...
The bamboo poles flew across the sky, whistling. Coming——
The exploding bamboo splinters passed in front of Shi Weiyang's eyes, cutting a bloody path in the teahouse.
Shi Weiyang's eyes were stunned, and he hesitated for a moment before the next part of his speech, which was more powerful. Several people on the second floor of the tea shop suddenly stood up, and on the first floor below, on the roof above, and outside On the street and even on the second floor opposite, dozens of figures were shocked at the same time.
And at the next moment, Jiang Bing, the "one-word electric sword", waved his sword towards the window next to him. The figure came from the roof of the building across the street. It was afternoon. The window here was slightly facing the west. The figure suddenly grew bigger with a "hoo" in the autumn sunshine.
It was too late, but it was too soon. At that moment, Jiang Bing suddenly waved his sword and withdrew his sword. His body suddenly lowered and he jumped out to the side. The figure that collided in the daylight actually held a round shield in front of it, covering the attacker's body. He crossed the street directly and slammed in this way!
From when the bamboo pole was first thrown in, to when the man leaped over with a shield, there was only one or two breaths of reaction time. However, most of the people on the second floor of the teahouse were experts, and most of them reacted, "One word electric shock" "Sword" swung his sword out, "Shocking God Hand" Fan Hen stood up and overturned his hands. On the table in front, 'Bull Demon' Xu Batian held the big ax in his hand. Xiang Dasong, the 'Dragon Sword' standing not far from Shi Weiyang, had Wu Chennan's flesh and blood poured all over his head and face. He also He immediately stepped towards the window and tried to reach out to protect Shi Weiyang behind him. The others also took their places.
The next moment, Jiang Bing withdrew his sword and leaned down, then jumped out, but his body was still rubbed by the roaring assassin. The shield and the black shadow of the person hit the teahouse floor with a bang. Then it hit and flew forward. , in an instant, tables and chairs were flying around in the tea house, and porcelain pieces were flying. The long sword held by Jiang Bing was flying up to the beam. The "shocking hand" that lifted the table was affected by the collision and rolled in the air. , and then landed heavily on the floor.
The assassin who rushed over with great recklessness rolled all the way to the corner with his shield. A nearby guard was knocked down and rolled down the stairs. At this time, the second floor of the tea house was not in a mess, but two people had been impaled by bamboo poles before, and their flesh and blood spread in a long strip. At this time, the assassin rushed in desperately, carrying a shield and smashing away. A road was opened, with broken tables, chairs and porcelain pieces flying in a fan shape.
The nearby masters reacted quickly. In addition to the "One-word Electric Sword" being hit on the shoulder and the "Shocking Hand" being knocked up and then smashed down, more people were already trying to rush over immediately, and some Those who had a better perspective were still looking out the window, wary of the assassin's companions. At this time, the clanging sound in the tea shop disappeared, and someone shouted below. The assassin who hit the corner seemed to be rolling with some difficulty. Everyone could see that the assassin was dragging his shield, and his face was covered with a black scarf. His eyes were on Patrolling the space of the tea shop, he passed by Shi Weiyang.
Xiang Dasong, half-blood-red "Dragon Sword", noticed this look. He stretched out a hand and tried to push Shi Weiyang behind him. Only then did Shi Weiyang look away from Wu Chennan who had no neck on the ground. As he turned around, he also saw the assassin's eyes. He raised his right hand and pointed in that direction, but he could not issue an order for a while. He had not yet accepted the fact that the military advisor suddenly disappeared.
A few people nearby rushed towards the assassin; the old man Yu Ci, nicknamed "Fifteen Strings", picked up a teacup and threw it at the assassin; "One-word Electric Sword" Jiang Bing climbed up from the floor When he got up, he realized that his shoulder was injured, and the jaw of his right hand seemed to be cracked in the collision; the teacup exploded on the floor, and "Bull Demon" Xu Batian waved Dancing with a big ax; "White Shura" He Qinzhao pointed to a certain place and shouted: "Be careful." The assassin in the corner of the tea house gritted his teeth and exerted force, put up his shield and curled up to try to block himself. Everyone knew that he was hurt when he was bumped in. He Qinzhao said again: "Be careful..." He didn't know what he should be careful about.
Someone has already caught a glimpse of something like that out of the corner of their eye.
I don’t know where the thing came from. It was about the size of a pillow. It was lying quietly next to a table in the center of the teahouse, burning quietly with a little light.
Someone's pace was steady.
Someone is rushing up from downstairs.
The two masters standing on the roof changed their pace on the tiles, listening carefully to the movements below in the chaos.
Boom——
A loud bang shook the long street.
It was 2:00 p.m. this afternoon. Near this tea house located on Yuqing Street in the east of Jiangning City, the passers-by had actually noticed that something was wrong. A certain powerful force was working here, either to apprehend an enemy or to arrest an enemy. It was an act of indulging in evil. Most pedestrians who noticed this began to avoid this street. Some retail traders downstairs also tried to close their stalls and leave with concerns. Some people stood in the distance and looked over here, pointing. .
But no one expected that such an amazing scene would happen.
The huge explosion resounded throughout the street. For a moment, the entire teahouse seemed to shake. Gray-white smoke spewed out in all directions from the windows on the second floor. The tiles upstairs were facing towards The bottom fell, and the two masters who were originally standing on the roof were suddenly swallowed up by the smoke and dust. Then it rolled down with a rumble. Unable to hold on, it hit the street. On the street, the members of the Baofeng, who were either holding fishing nets or arranging their formations, were frightened by the loud noise and fell to the ground. Some people subconsciously As they fled towards the rear, some people seemed to want to rush in to save others, and the scene was chaotic for a while.
Everyone stared at the second floor of the tea shop in stunned silence, which was already shrouded in dust after the explosion.
And their second son, Shi Weiyang, was at the place where the explosion occurred...
...
"Cough...cough cough cough cough..."
Grey-white smoke filled the air with a burning smell of high temperature. The floor seemed to be shaking, and countless dust rustled down. It was hard to see his fingers when he stretched out his hand, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
"Shocking Hand" Fan Hen got up unsteadily. He couldn't hear anything in his ears and didn't understand what happened.
The moment the assassin rushed in, he raised his hands and threw the table away. However, because of the obstruction of his sight, he was unable to dodge when the opponent and the shield collided, and was hit hard. His legs and then his body rolled several times in the air and hit the floor. His head was dizzy, and before he could react, a more violent explosion around him enveloped him.
As a green forest person, although I occasionally see some unorthodox firearms, such as thunderbolts and palm mines used for escape, there are actually not many opportunities to experience explosions with larger yields at such a close distance.
The Fair Party occasionally attacks the city and blows up the gates and walls. This is usually done by a specific craftsman camp. The green forest high rollers usually receive preferential treatment and do not have much contact with these craftsmen. At most, it is during the holidays. Just make some firecrackers and go home to celebrate.
After two big collisions, his head was in chaos and he couldn't turn around. He stood up with difficulty, and then staggered to sit on the ground. The calf of his right leg was broken and he couldn't use the strength. , he was familiar with such symptoms.
"Cough...cough cough cough..."
I stretched out my hand to try to deal with the injury on my leg, but my throat was not breathing smoothly. It was like turning on a bellows. The dust burned his throat.
He held the broken part of his calf with one hand, trying to judge the injury, and waved the other hand vigorously, trying to disperse the smoke and dust beside him. A figure stood up slowly and staggeringly behind his body. .
The figure held a shield in his left hand.
"Hey..."
The figure pulled out the knife and called out.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz...
Fan Hen couldn't hear anything in his ears...
...
Stars were spinning in front of his eyes, and his body was burning with pain. His whole body seemed to be no longer his.
Shi Weiyang shook his head in the scattered dust.
At this moment, he wasn’t even sure how he got up...
The moment before the explosion occurred, "Dragon Sword" Xiang Dasong pushed him back and asked him to leave the vicinity of the explosive bag, but then, the shock, dust and heat wave swept over him, and he rolled on the ground for a while. I just woke up intermittently.
Who is that person...
What is going on...
Everything that happened before is still rewinding in front of my eyes, one by one, fiercely and quickly, the dragging The eyes of the assassin who rushed in with the shield, Wu Chennan who suddenly glanced at the long pole in front of him and his neck was gone, Yan Yunzhi who stood at the corner of the window with a desperate and fearful look...
That's right. , the desperate and fearful Yan Yunzhi...
This is the moment he has been pursuing for many days. He has learned from this painfully, and even spent several nights planning the layout. He has done many things by himself. According to his father's past teachings and the maxims of all reliable teachers, I have become a person who can really do things. I am not negligent or proud, but I have tried my best to suppress my emotions every time I was proud before.
I just want to reach this moment and enjoy the satisfaction of this moment...
When I see the despair in front of her eyes...
When I see the despair in her eyes When she was afraid...
When she told her all the ways she was going to manipulate her in the future...
When he said that he wanted to chain her up and break her legs, she couldn't even refute...
All these feelings made him experience unprecedented pleasure in his life.
Different from the past bullying of others, or the embrace of a group of so-called chivalrous women, the woman in front of me really wanted to resist herself, and she was a woman who had actually killed a Jurchen. And he conquered her with an upright method. This means that he has truly become a man who can solve all problems and enemies on his own.
The path of my father and the others, as well as the paths of the big shots including He Wen, have also come this way...
His speech has not been finished yet, and he even thought about it tonight. After tying Yan Yunzhi to the bed, he could still say more domineering words that she could not refute...
The bamboo pole flew towards me...
My mind was buzzing, everything seemed fake.
The false dust flew away in front of his eyes, and he coughed a few times with difficulty. He remembered that Xiang Dasong, who had pushed him away, seemed to be rushing towards him, so he tried hard to look around.
Dust and tiles fell from the roof. Now, everything was in a mess. He saw a figure lying on the ground and tried to reach out, but he couldn't catch it the first time. When he reached the opponent's arm, the next moment, the person who was on the ground suddenly used force, rolled over, and sat up. Shi Weiyang staggered two steps back. He saw the figure standing up shakingly. Xiang Dasong, nicknamed "Dragon Sword", was tall and tall. The clothes on his body were in tatters, and from his neck up, there were white , red, and black skin were spread out in patches, making him look hideous and terrifying at this moment, like a ghost.
The large area of gray was just dust scattered in the air, and the red was blood, and the black was burnt by fire. Shi Weiyang saw his eyes staring, and the right eye socket was red. .
"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"
Xiang Dasong roared violently, waving the long knife in his hand like a lion, and then there was blood spraying from his mouth, and he didn't know how to curse into the dust. He said something and seemed to be shouting: "Rat--" He was still conscious and did not do anything to Shi Weiyang. Instead, he looked at the direction where the assassin in the corner might have been before and staggered a step or two.
The buzzing sound gradually weakened.
At this time, more noises could be heard. Someone seemed to be shouting in the dust around them. Someone shouted: "Protect the Second Young Master..." Someone coughed suddenly: "Be careful."< br>
“Kill him…”
"Each one keeps his place..."
"Don't mess around-"
The diffuse smoke.
The big ax in "Bull Demon" Xu Batian's hand danced a few times; "One-Character Electric Sword" Jiang Bing bowed in the ruins looking for weapons; someone helped his companion up; someone stood up and Finding that the broken wooden wedge had been pierced into his abdomen, he made a sound of "Ah——" and insisted. The gun moved forward; Shi Weiyang "coughed" a few times, trying to go in the direction of the light, looking for an exit...
In the smoke and dust, a sword light fell, and "Shocking Hand" Fan Hen suddenly dropped his palm. On the ground, he fought back frantically, but the next moment, the assassin's figure had abandoned him. In the smoke and dust, a Baofeng guard staggered to his feet and intersected with the figure. Before the spear in his hand could be pierced, the light of the sword passing through the air slashed from his left shoulder to the right side of his body.
"White Shura" He Qinzhao felt the roar and dance of the smoke. The double thorns in his hands thrust out suddenly, and a shield was pushed violently from the smoke. He pressed the double thorns against the shield and staggered back with "Ah——", For just a moment, his heel pressed against the wall on the side of the teahouse, and He Qinzhao felt the shield in front of him suddenly open. , the sword slashed forward, the shield danced to the rear, only a loud noise was heard, "Dragon Sword" Xiang Dasong swung his sword from the smoke and dust from the side and rear, and happened to be hit by the shield, and the assassin's sword struck He Qinzhao head-on. He Qinzhao hurriedly stabbed with his left hand, only to hear a ping sound, the tiger's mouth exploded, and the whole arm turned into a bloody piece.
Behind, the "Dragon Sword" struck again. The assassin swung his sword towards "Dragon Sword" Xiang Dasong, and the shield in his other hand roared back, slamming down on He Qinzhao's chest——
......
In the smoke and dust, there were sounds of fighting. , then gradually began to become clearer, Yan Yunzhi got up from the corner, she covered her mouth and nose, trying to wake herself up, the wind blew the smoke and dust, making it slightly lighter, she considered the path to escape, and then , in this mist-like smoke and dust, she saw the figure fighting all the way forward at this moment.
He Qinzhao, the "White Shura" who used double stabs, was knocked over in a pool of blood, rolling and crawling in embarrassment. Xiang Dasong, the "Dragon Sword" roaring like a god of war, was slashed in the calf by the opponent's knife, and his entire body was injured. The body was shorter, and a guard rushed forward, but was cut away by the violent sword light at that moment. The simplicity and ferocity of that single sword were almost to the extreme, and the aura contained in the sword technique swallowed up the heavens and the earth.
southwest.
Bad knife!
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Not long ago.
Ning Ji found the opportunity and waved the bamboo pole on the opposite roof.
The bamboo pole was aimed at Shi Weiyang, but...
"The shot missed..."
A large number of members of the Baofeng were already at the teahouse opposite, including under the building here. Be startled, wake up with a start. In terms of assassination, he had to stop and leave at this time.
Ning Ji's eyes were cold. Coming all the way from the southwest, this was the first time he showed such cold eyes. He ignited the prepared explosive bag.
"Let you know... what is forced killing."
His body shot through the roof. In the daylight, towards the dragon's den where the masters gathered, I suddenly fell into——
I originally thought of a few cool and very middle-class names, such as "Twilight Killing", "Long Aotian, Crazy Killing" 》 or something, but in the end I changed it to a low-key one. The meaning of the title is: An episode in the great political field
(End of this chapter)