Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to reply, he patted his shoulder with one hand, the knife in his hand flashed away, and it was another life.

The fifth master next to him was startled and angry when he saw this, he patted the table, stood up and pointed at him and shouted:

"Wang Xuebin, you are bold!"

"So what about your martial arts skills? Can you still beat bullets? Let me tell you, the imperial army is watching from outside. Don't even think about walking out of this door today!"

Hearing the shout, Wang Xuebin turned his head and looked at him indifferently. Suddenly, he jumped up and grabbed the back of Fifth Master's neck. Before he could struggle, he dragged him two steps to the door, and smashed his face against the glass. The above asked:

"Are you talking about the imperial army?"

When Fifth Master saw the dead bodies outside the door, he was so frightened that he couldn't say the whole thing:

"You...you...how dare..."

Before Wu Ye finished speaking, Wang Xuebin nodded affirmatively and said:

"Yes, I dare!"

After speaking, he squeezed his hands hard and directly crushed the fifth master's spine, let go of his hand and mended his foot, turned back to the room, and took a look at the disciple they brought.

They were startled.

Ignoring them, he turned to Old Jiang and said:

"Uncle Jiang, take your disciples to pack your things, leave the Northeast immediately after the funeral today, and go to Xiangjiang."

After speaking, he looked at Gong Ruomei and said:

"Before the palace master passed away, he told me to be in charge. The two people I killed today were traitors. They brought the Japanese invaders outside. They planned to use you as capital to surrender to Ma San. Ma San's affairs will be handed over to you." Me, you and Uncle Jiang are leaving overnight, don't delay."

Gong Ruomei heard the words, looked at Wang Xuebin with tears in her eyes, and burst into tears.

As if about to cry out his grievances, Wang Xuebin looked at Gong Ruomei, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and put it on the coffee table beside her.

She didn't cry when she learned of her father's death, she didn't cry when she learned that the elders of the sect bullied her, she didn't cry when she was scolded and insulted by those elders, now that everything is settled, when someone she can trust comes out to take charge, she is full of joy I couldn't bear the grievance anymore, and cried out.

In the past three years, Wang Xuebin has often been in Fengtian, and he often walks with the Gong family. In order to thank him for his guidance to Gong Ruomei, Gong Yutian passed on everything he had learned to Wang Xuebin, but there was no apprenticeship ceremony.

Over the years, his relationship with Gong Ruomei has also improved a lot. I don't know if it's the nourishment of love, or because he has seen through fame and fortune. Anyway, her personality has become more and more gentle, and later on she is really like a brother and sister.

Wang Xuebin didn't let his disciple act in his own name because of this. When he saw Gong Ruomei helping his disciple on the train, the disciple who had always been paralyzed was a bit shy.

But the apprentice and Gong Ruomei are not in the same generation after all, so seeing that the apprentice wanted to quit, guessing that it was because of love, he simply terminated his master-apprentice status. If they can succeed in the future, there will be fewer obstacles.

Wang Xuebin looked at Gong Ruomei and comforted him:

"Second girl, you have to be strong. The old man is watching us from the sky. If he sees you drop the golden bean and blame me for not taking good care of you, do you think I was wronged?"

Gong Ruomei buried her head in her arms, calmed down, wiped away her tears and nose, raised her face and asked with blushing eyes:

"Brother, how do you go then?"

Wang Xuebin smiled and said:

"Don't worry about me, I still have a little hand here, and then I will go through the channel of the cabinet order party, there will be no problem."

Gong Ruomei looked at Wang Xuebin's firm expression, knowing that staying here would only burden him, so she nodded and fell silent.

After a while Uncle Jiang walked into the hall, nodded to Wang Xuebin, Wang Xuebin patted Gong Ruomei on the shoulder and said:

"Go!"

Gong Ruomei nodded, went back to the house and changed into a filial piety, with a cold and firm face, bowed to Wang Xuebin, holding the tablet of the palace master, followed the Gong family's children, and went to the funeral.

Wang Xuebin turned around and went back to the hall, and offered a stick of incense to the palace master. The disciples brought by the third and fifth masters didn't look at them, turned around and took the main seat, took out the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and held it in his hand He stared at them while drinking.

The group of disciples looked at Wang Xuebin tremblingly, not daring to move.

After a long time, after Gong Ruomei came back, under the urging of Wang Xuebin, she took her luggage to say goodbye and rushed to Xiangjiang overnight.

Seeing that they had already left, Wang Xuebin left Shi Shiran. Seeing Wang Xuebin leaving, the group of disciples immediately collapsed to the ground, suffering physically and mentally for several hours, and their physical and psychological limits had been reached.

Wang Xuebin walked out of the Gong's house, humming intermittently, and strolled towards Ma San's house.

He had already hidden all his luggage before going to Gong's house, and it was only a thought to exchange it after killing Ma San and returning.

It is very cold in the Northeast in winter, there is heavy snow in the sky, it is already dark, and there is no one on the road, only the footsteps of patrolling people can be heard faintly.

"Get up...the new Great Wall...forward and forward!"

Wang Xuebin's singing voice became louder and more passionate, his footsteps became lighter and lighter, and he kicked the snowman made by the children from time to time, very leisurely!

Walking slowly all the way, when you came to the door, you went straight in without knocking.

Seeing someone breaking in, Ma San's disciple shouted loudly: "Who are you, you dare to trespass into Ma Sanye's mansion, do you want to die?"

Hearing the yelling, Ma San came out from the inner hall and saw that it was Wang Xuebin who came here. He stared at him fiercely, and squeezed out two words between his teeth:

"It's you!"

Ma San is full of jealousy and disdain for Wang Xuebin. In his heart, Wang Xuebin is just a man who seeks profit. He can only flatter and flatter to win the favor of many seniors. His reputation for Kung Fu is all due to flattery.

Ma San and Wang Xuebin came from very similar backgrounds, they are both sons of famous families, and they both became famous at a young age, but the difference is that Wang Xuebin is not burdened by fame, he settles down on his own, and in the end he succeeds and achieves fame.

But Ma San was addicted to fame and fortune, unable to extricate himself, and finally defected to the Japanese because of this, and became a traitor.

At this time, Wang Xuebin's mood became more and more relaxed.

"It's me!"

"Are you brave enough to come to my place?"

"Heh~ There is no place in the land of China that I dare not go to!"

When Ma San heard this, his face changed, but he didn't know what to think, so he endured it.

He turned around and sat on the grand teacher's chair, leaned back, picked up a tureen, stroked the tea leaves, took a sip, and asked:

"Are you here to avenge the old man?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin smiled and shook his head:

"Before the death of the palace master, he said that he would not ask for grievances. I am not here for revenge, but to clean up the house on behalf of Ruomei. After all, the threshold of the palace family is high, and traitors cannot be allowed to ruin their reputation!"

Wang Xuebin's words hit Ma San's pain point. He went to the Japanese for fame and fortune, and he couldn't tolerate others calling him a traitor. He burst into anger, smashed the teacup, and made two steps together, and bombarded him with a cannon punch.

Seeing him rushing towards him, Wang Xuebin got up and put on an air of Baguazhang, facing each other, and cut Ma San's wrist with a straight palm.

When Wang Xuebin gained power, he took a step forward with his left foot and stepped on Ma San's right foot. With a push with both palms, he knocked Ma San two or three meters back onto the grand master's chair.

In just two moves, Wang Xuebin crippled Ma San's hands and feet. Wang Xuebin said with a relaxed expression:

"Others say that you have the vigor of a palace master, and you really believe it. That's just flattery for the sake of the palace master's face. Just you, you are not as good as I was ten years ago. It means that the palace master is getting old and soft-hearted. , otherwise, you may have passed the first seven."

Wang Xuebin looked at Ma San covering his hands and screaming, but he didn't kill him.

At this time, an assistant officer outside the door led a team of Japanese soldiers and broke in from the door.

Chapter 23 Return of the Destroyed Enemy

The lieutenant who came didn't care about Ma San's miserable situation, but looked at Wang Xuebin with satisfaction and sighed:

"Wang Xuebin! Yan Shuangying! Who would have thought that the famous King Wuping is the ghost-faced Zhong Kui?"

Wang Xuebin knew in his heart that the death method of the Gong family's corpses was exactly the same as Yan Shuangying's killing method before. With the efficiency of the Japanese, his identity would be discovered soon.

He also knew that the Gong family had Ma San's eyeliner.

The purpose of Ma San's delay is to wait for the Japanese army to come.

The purpose of Wang Xuebin's trip was also to attract and catch these people, so he followed Ma San's wish and chatted with him a few words.

Unexpectedly, Ma San was narrow-minded and couldn't hold his breath. In addition, Wang Xuebin also wanted to take his anger out on him, so he crippled him with every hand and foot.

At this time, seeing that the goal was achieved, he turned his head and smiled and asked:

"Oh, I don't know who you are?"

The man said proudly:

"My humble service chief Tian, ​​the head of the special advanced course!"

Then went on to say:

"My lord, if you are willing to serve the Great Japanese Empire, I will recommend you as my deputy, and in the future, I can accept you as a retainer."

Before the voice fell, he said with an emphasis:

"There is a saying in your country that a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and it looks to the king, so think about it!"

Wang Xuebin heard the meaning of his last threat and said with a smile:

"Well, your Excellency speaks Chinese well!"

Minister of Service Tian Wenyan smiled and said modestly:

"It's just our sincerity to build the *** circle!"

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he glanced at the Minister of Service, Tian, ​​and said:

"There is nothing else about Wang, except that his bones are hard and he can't kneel down. If you want to find a traitor, you should find someone like that!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to Ma San. At this time, Ma San's eyes were red, and he stared at Wang Xuebin fiercely.

Minister of Service Tian saw that Ma San was useless, so he didn't talk to him anymore, just stared at Wang Xuebin and said:

"Wang Sang, you'd better think carefully, you are still young, don't lose your life on impulse."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the Japanese soldiers who followed him raised their spears and aimed at Wang Xuebin.

"I know Wang Sang is very skilled in martial arts, but I don't know if you can outrun firearms."

After speaking, he looked at him proudly.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin also smiled, very happily:

"Hahahaha, Your Excellency Hattori, I don't know that my actions have misunderstood you, making you think that I can only use kung fu, but not firearms!"

After speaking, he took out four M24 grenades from the back waist, and the fuzes have been dismantled.

"Submit the mission!"

A beam of blue light flashed, Wang Xuebin was still in place, and four M24 grenades were smoking at Wang Xuebin's feet.

"boom!!!"

A series of deafening explosions alarmed the Japanese throughout the city.

None of the people in the yard survived. Since then, the legend of Wang Xuebin has been spread all over the country.

In the Xiangjiang White Rose Barbershop, Yixiantian was reading the newspaper and smoking a cigarette silently. A very happy-looking disciple next to him asked:

"What's the matter, master?"

Yi Yitian closed his eyes and did not speak, but the tears in the corners of his eyes could not be stopped.

Not far from the barber shop, there is Fengtian Palace Ruomei Hospital. A girl with braids and filial piety is sitting on a chair with her hands crossed over her chest. Her eyes are red and swollen and she looks at the north in a daze. Looking at the north in a daze.

Ye Wen opened a martial arts gym in Xiangjiang. At this time, he was looking at the newspaper and recalled that when he was in the most difficult time, someone spent [-] yuan to buy him a set of Wing Chun boxing. He used that money to survive the most difficult time. time period.

"Daddy!"

A lively little girl ran in bouncing around. Seeing the visitor put down the newspaper, Ye Wen forced a smile on the corner of his mouth, and hugged his daughter in his arms.

......

In the present world, on the sofa in the villa, a person suddenly appeared, none other than Wang Xuebin.

"Ahem, vomit~"

Wang Xuebin was paralyzed on the sofa, coughing and retching again, with snot and tears all over his face.

After a while, he said:

"Nana, what's going on, why are you still in place after submitting the task!"

"Host, submitting a mission does not mean that you will exit the world. Nana is an auxiliary intelligence that can only recognize clear instructions. The mission is only based on the goals set by the host for a better life, and there is no coercion. Before Na was upgraded to artificial intelligence, she gave a clear order."

"I go......"

Wang Xuebin was speechless when he saw this sentence, he slumped on the sofa for a long time, and sat up instead.

"Nana, clear the mission!"

Nana: "Authority task: A good life must start with a healthy body.

The happiness of having eight-pack abs cannot be imagined by a fat man.