Thousands of Hearts

Chapter 31 Ending 1 (Thanks to Ye Xun's lord for the reward)

Everyone present thought that the dust had settled, but they didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse.

Wu Qi and the other three were dying, but they still resorted to such methods.

That dart condensed all the last strength of the red-browed man.

After he threw the dart, there was a slight dislocation sound from his arms and shoulders.

That was the aftereffect of using a force beyond the limit of his body.

But he doesn't care.

The red-browed man watched his dart fly out, stabbing straight at Wang Yiyang who was behind the scenes. There was finally a trace of gratification on his face.

"Finally I....."

clang.

A crisp blocking sound was deafening. interrupted his thoughts.

The moment everyone was caught off guard.

The dart actually hit Wang Yiyang.

Then...it passed through him without hindrance. He was blocked by an extreme warrior behind him with a dagger.

At this time, everyone discovered that the bodies of Wang Yiyang and Lei Wei were simply three-dimensional projection models of nothingness...

The three of Wang Xinlong breathed a sigh of relief. The model was so realistic, with body temperature, physical body, sound transmission, etc., everything that should be there.

Coupled with the distance and the long distance, surrounded by a lot of people. So much so that they couldn't check Wang Yiyang's authenticity carefully.

Now it seems that they are worrying for nothing.

swish.

Wang Yiyang's figure appeared again.

He looked at the red-browed man who had been shot several times, and looked at his desperate expression.

"Sorry. You bet wrong."

Now that the medicine took effect, he stopped talking nonsense with them.

"Kill them." He waved his hand.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! !

In an instant, countless dense bullets shot at Wu Qi and the three present from all angles.

The cannon on the drone, the snipers in the distance, and dozens of submachine guns in a fan-shaped angle around them.

A large number of bullets turned the ground where the three of them were into mud puddles within seconds. A large cloud of dust and smoke floated up, covering the sight of people around.

But it doesn't matter, there are thermal radiation sighting instruments around.

A Dazheng warrior as strong as Wu Qi is vulnerable even under the siege of poisoning and guns.

Soon, his body was bent and blood was flying, and in the end, even the corpse was broken into several sections and fell into the pit, lifeless.

At the same time, more than a dozen muzzles fired at the bellworm on the ground.

What is different from others is that the bullets fired from these muzzles are special bullets with high piercing strength and strong anesthesia effect.

Zhong Silkworm, who was already seriously injured by poisoning, only dodged half of the bullets before his legs went numb and he fell to the ground.

Where he was shot, those anesthetics, enough to put the elephant down and lethargic, were quickly injected into his blood.

Soon, his consciousness gradually became blurred and drowsy, and finally he lost consciousness.

When the dust settles, it's over.

Wang Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled towards his grandfather Wang Xinlong.

"Grandpa, your old age activities are really exciting."

Wang Xinlong's hands trembled a little, but he didn't respond to his grandson's joke. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the location where Wu Qi and the other three were killed. Depression.

Wu Qi is stronger than him, and much, much stronger.

He thought to himself that if he fought head-to-head one-on-one, he would not be able to survive five moves under Wu Qi's hands.

However, even such an extremely powerful top martial artist seemed vulnerable when faced with the siege of hot weapons. No different from ordinary people.

Moreover, these people brought by grandson Wang Yiyang... Who are they? Did he have anticipated the current situation? That's why you brought so many people in advance?

But the problem is, where did he get so many people, and there are extreme fighters! ?

"Teacher...don't think too much, it's over. Next, you should think carefully about how to deal with the Zhongworm." Nicholas on the side suppressed his emotions and comforted him softly.

Xiao Hong helped Wang Xinlong up, and saw the surrounding soldiers quickly come up to deal with the mess.

Wearing protective clothing, several medical staff carried Zhong Cannah onto a stretcher, put him into an ambulance that had already been prepared, and drove away quickly towards the distance.

A large number of soldiers with guns dispersed, leaving only a small group of guards around.

A few extreme warriors looked this way from afar, then retreated silently.

Wang Yiyang's image also slowly went out.

As for himself, he was sitting in an armed helicopter several kilometers away from the martial arts hall.

The helicopter is always ready to take off.

It was because he was afraid that if someone behind the scenes directly assassinated him.

So as soon as Wang Yiyang gave the order to do something, he immediately retreated and hid in the remote armed helicopter to command the results remotely.

Now that the dust has settled and Mantis' main force has been dealt with, there is no need for him to be ready to leave at any time.

Regarding this incident, Wang Yiyang still has a lot of doubts and concerns in his heart.

So he thought for a while, got off the plane and went straight to the Yuekong Martial Art Museum.

Twenty minutes later.

Wang Yiyang and Wang Xinlong sat facing each other in the martial arts study. No one bothered, only their grandparents and grandchildren.

Wang Xinlong's old face also relaxed at this time, without the usual seriousness.

He stared at his grandson on the opposite side, with a myriad of doubts and worries in his heart, but he didn't know how to ask.

He has worked hard and struggled for decades, but now, his disciples who have invested a lot of effort, just want to attack him because of a little disagreement.

Compared to this, everything else becomes unimportant for a while.

He firmly believes that the person who will not betray him, but at the most critical moment he shoots at himself.

That kind of astonishment and heartache almost made him more than ten years old in an instant.

The wrinkles on Wang Xinlong's face seemed to be like tree bark, becoming deeper and more dry. His proud back, which was originally straight, felt bent a few degrees at this moment.

"Grandpa, what kind of power does martial arts have that can make a person like Zhong Can undergo such a big change?" Wang Yiyang was dressed in a white suit, and his expression was somewhat complicated.

Zhong Can watched the people around him grow up, they existed like relatives.

Although their relationship is not very good, after all the years of getting along, they are more familiar than some distant relatives who are far away.

When a familiar person around him suddenly wants to murder himself.

This sudden feeling, the sense of astonishment, even he was a little emotional. Not to mention the grandfather Wang Xinlong who is the person involved.

He still remembers when he was very young, when his grandfather taught him to try martial arts.

Braving the cold wind, he practiced hard in the yard until he was exhausted, when he fell down.

A hand not much bigger than him abruptly helped him up from the ground.

"Thank you, Brother Zhongcan." The young Wang Yiyang looked at Zhongcan beside him and thanked weakly.

"No need." Zhong Can replied dully.

"Brother Zhong Can, is there any trick to this basic posture? I always feel that I haven't made any progress after practicing for so long." Wang Yiyang couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Zhong Cang looked at Wang Yiyang with a slightly dark face.

"This is very simple, if you practice for two months, you will be able to..." "You will be able to do it??"

Wang Yiyang suddenly became excited.

Zhong Cang glanced at him lightly. "No, you can learn the trick."

"..."

Memories are like faded old photos, the scenes of childhood slowly blurred and faded from Wang Yiyang's mind.

His eyes softened slightly, he picked up the tea in front of him, and took a sip.

He likes the steaming, tangy tea aroma.

It made him feel like he was surrounded by warmth.

"Martial arts..." Wang Xinlong on the opposite side was silent.

What kind of martial arts can make such a big change in a person's character?

He also had no answer to his grandson's question.

Perhaps it is difficult for any warrior to have a unified answer.

"Let's not talk about this, what do you plan to do after that? You called those mercenaries and warriors, I see their attitude towards you..." Before Wang Xinlong finished speaking, he saw Wang Yiyang holding up a hand.

"It's over, Grandpa, don't worry about the rest. You just need to know that I have my career and my own ideals."

Wang Yiyang said calmly.

"I used to regard the martial arts school and your place as the last safe haven, but unfortunately... now it seems that I was too naive."

"In fact, there is no place in the world where the wind and the clouds are not turbulent. The so-called calm is just that it is forcibly shone and suppressed by a greater force." Wang Xinlong sighed, and did not ask his grandson's secret again.

He just needs to know that Wang Yiyang's identity is definitely not just an ordinary white-collar worker, and that's enough.

Suddenly Wang Xinlong lost interest.

He has worked hard for most of his life, but in the end, it seems that he has achieved nothing. All the painstaking efforts turned into sharp blades that stabbed him back.

If it wasn't for his grandson's help, he and everyone in the martial arts hall would have been implicated and suffered disasters.

Just like what Wang Yiyang said before, martial arts has long been a thing of the past, and it is perfect for self-cultivation, but if you want to use it for other things, that is wishful thinking.

"Perhaps, I should also think about how to pass the retirement time." Wang Xinlong said with a wry smile.

"Grandpa still remember what I said before?" Wang Yiyang laughed, "Those words are just to stimulate that Wuqi, let his blood speed up, and the poison effect will explode as soon as possible. In fact, martial arts are not as useless as I said. Otherwise, now There is no way that the federal army still retains fighting and fighting courses."

"..." Wang Xinlong remained silent.

"Don't think too much, Grandpa. I'll handle Zhong Can's matter. Although he has a change of heart, he didn't hurt anyone in the martial arts hall.

On the contrary, he killed many praying mantis warriors who came out later. So, he didn't have any trouble worth pursuing. "Wang Yiyang said casually.

He is almost certain now.

Before rebirth, the fire in the martial arts hall and his being killed in a car accident should have nothing to do with Zhong Can.

The bell silkworm obviously killed the Mantis and the others together. And his strength is not enough to sweep the audience.

In the end, it is estimated that Wu Qi swept everything.

Mantis's people killed everyone in the martial arts hall, then killed Zhong Can, and burned the entire martial arts hall.

"What about after that?" Wang Xinlong asked.