Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Yongcheng was stunned, watching Ye Wen stretch out his hand to touch his forehead, "You don't have a fever, do you? I'm not going to pass the cold to you, am I?"

The enemy bandits have guns.

How to drive away?

Could it be with the fists of your great master?

Although the great master is a folk expert, facing an organized army like the enemy is simply delivering food.

"Yongcheng, I don't have a fever." Ye Wen smiled slightly, "Let me tell you..."

Immediately, Ye Wen whispered his adventure to Zhang Yongcheng.

"Sigh~"

Zhang Yongcheng took a breath and said in shock, "You must have a fever. There is no great saint in this world..."

However, halfway through the conversation, Zhang Yongcheng was petrified.

In her line of sight, a shiny aura appeared in Ye Wen's palm, and this aura entered her palm with Ye Wen's light touch.

Immediately afterwards, a warm feeling filled his whole body.

Zhang Yongcheng's pale face instantly returned to blood, and all the discomfort in his whole body disappeared.

"Honey, you..., you..."

Zhang Yongcheng was stunned.

She knew that what Ye Wen said was true.

I really became a land god, and I really met the great sage preaching.

Under Zhang Yongcheng's shocked gaze, Ye Wen cured his youngest son of the cold again, and then Ye Wen drew a few symbols in Zhang Yongcheng's palm.

"Yongcheng, this is the spell restriction I set up. It can automatically protect you. You can also recite the word "attack" in your heart and cast the spell in it to fight against the enemy. Let's go.... I will hit 1 of them!"

"Take your son and let's take back our home."

Ye Wen stood up, his robe was windless and automatic, and a breathtaking light flashed in his eyes, which made Zhang Yongcheng very excited.

"Ah."

"Walk."

"Take back home!"

Zhang Yongcheng picked up his son and followed Ye Wen out.

She now firmly believes that Ye Wen has become a land fairy.

According to Ye Wen, all guns and firearms are rubbish.

swoosh~

Ye Wen gently grabbed Zhang Yongcheng's hand, sparks and lightning burst out in an instant, and the three of them disappeared like ghosts as afterimages.

"Fuck..."

Not far from the abandoned house, an old man was eating with a basin. The basin in his hand fell off with a "palm" sound, and his hair stood upside down in shock.

On the way, Zhang Yongcheng felt nauseous, and hurriedly said, "Husband, slow down, I can't do it..."

"it is good."

Hearing this, Ye Wen stopped flying.

He knew that Zhang Yongcheng was a mortal and couldn't stand the extremely high speed, so he got motion sickness.

"Yoxi, flower girl..."

"That Chinese man, stand up for me."

"Chinaman, hand over your flower girl..."

"..."

Coincidentally, as soon as Ye Wen appeared with Zhang Yongcheng and his mother, he was seen by a group of enemy bandits who had finished drinking flowers and wine.

They chattered in fluent Chinese, and their eyes were full of the tall and graceful figure of Zhang Yongcheng.

Such superb products are rare, don't they?

At the same time, several enemy bandits also pulled the safety catch and raised their guns.

"Wing Chun, hit dog punch!"

Seeing this, Ye Wen smiled coldly, and punched out in the air.

In an instant, the sound of the dragon chant was loud, and several enemy bandits burst into blood mist instantly, and the other few drunken enemy bandits were also frightened and their scalps went numb, and they lost all alcohol in an instant, and exclaimed, "Baga, Baga! Shoot, shoot!!"

bang~

bang~

bang~

The few surviving soldiers pulled the trigger, and all the bullets shot at Ye Wen at a speed that was difficult to grasp with the naked eye.

hum~

Thirty feet away from Ye Wen's body, a light curtain had already appeared, emerging like an eggshell, and it was difficult for those 7.62mm bullets to penetrate an inch...

When Zhang Yongcheng's mother and son saw this, their eyes were full of little stars.

They knew that Ye Wen was already a fairy.

With such powerful supernatural powers, enemy bandits are nothing.

"Nani?"

Several enemy bandits rubbed their eyeballs, seeing that the bullets seemed to be frozen by a burst of water vapor, their scalps were numb with fright, and a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of their feet to their scalps.

"Humph!"

"You guys, damn it!"

Ye Wen snorted coldly and waved his big sleeve.

puff puff~

Those bullets that were frozen in the frame instantly rolled out, and fell into the eyebrows of several enemy bandits.

These few enemies with spiral legs and obscene faces were wiped out in less than a few breaths.

"Son, are you afraid?"

Ye Wen turned his head to look at his youngest son, his immature face was full of admiration, without any trace of fear.

"Daddy, I'm not afraid, I want to see Daddy take back our home and drive away these enemies."

"My dear son, Dad will take you to take back our home now."

Ye Wen looked at the mother and son, with pride in his heart.

In front is their Ye family's villa.

From a distance, the Ye family's villa was brightly lit.

Because since the enemy bandits occupied Foshan, Ye's villa has become the temporary command post of the enemy bandits.

At this moment, the leader of the enemy bandits and the commander-in-chief of the occupation of Foshan this time, Sanpu Ichiro.

Miura Ichiro gathered the gentry and celebrities of Foshan, gathered them here, and was reading some government orders.

The general meaning is to establish a co-prosperity sphere.

As long as they follow the arrangement, they will not embarrass the gentry here.

"If you want us to obey your orders, don't even think about it!" An old man said brazenly, "We will be heroes in life, and ghosts in death. We will never be traitors!"

It was Master Liao who spoke.

"Yes, we will never be slaves, never traitors!"

"If you want to be a traitor, then kill us."

"Yes, kill us...?"

"..."

The people present glared at Ichiro Miura one after another. They had seen the enemy burn, kill and loot, so how could they help the evildoers.

"idiot!"

"Shoot and grab me!"

Miura Ichiro was so angry that he watched the people below and issued orders viciously.

wow~

All the enemy bandits pointed their guns at Master Liao and others.

"what....!"

"Baga, ah...!"

"Baga, road...!"

At this critical moment, countless screams sounded from outside the villa, and it was obvious that an uninvited guest broke in.

Seeing this, Ichiro Miura frowned.

Chapter 292 The gods descend to earth and slaughter the enemies

Outside the villa.

Ye Wen seemed to be taking a walk in the courtyard, ignoring the encircling enemies.

"Baga~"

A team leader of the enemy bandits chattered and cursed, drew out the saber from his waist and gave orders, directing the rest of the team to start attacking Ye Wen.

Seeing Ye Wen coming with his bare hands, the captain of the enemy bandit was full of jokes.

General Miura was having a meeting inside, if he let this person break in, it would be a crime of dereliction of duty.

Ye Wen took his wife with him, looked at the encircling enemy bandits, and waved a palm casually.

Boom~

In an instant, a transparent palm formed in the void, and it slapped down on the enemies in front of it.

Dozens of enemy bandits only felt that the strong wind was coming, and then their eyes turned outwards, mouthfuls of blood unconsciously spurted out, and some of them directly shattered and turned into blood mist.

bang bang bang~

The bodies of all the people hit the surrounding ground like a ball in an instant. Before these enemy bandits realized what happened, they were slapped to death by Ye Wen's dog-beating palm.

"Baga Yalu, shoot me, shoot me...!"

The team leader outside the villa was frightened out of his wits. Where had he seen such a terrifying scene?Hysterically giving orders.

Click.

Click.

The enemy bandits who came continuously looked at the devastated land, and subconsciously pulled the safety of their guns, trying to kill Ye Wen.

brush!

Ye Wen disappeared.

His body turned into an afterimage, and all the way, like a hurricane, swept across the bodies of all the enemy soldiers.

Like a storm, Ye Wen punched hundreds of punches in one second.

Wing Chun, dog punching!

puff puff~

How could the enemy bandits outside the door withstand Ye Wen's fist?

Their heads were blown off like watermelons, and before they even had time to think, they had already gone to see their Amaterasu.

"Guru~"