The old driver of the infinite world

Chapter 557 The [-]-word chapter, the change of gods and ghosts, Wang Xiaoming enters the main god space
Legendary World of Gods and Ghosts, Central Continent, Shanghai City.

Just as it was night and the moon was rising, our Young Marshal Wang, surrounded by a group of strong men, walked unsteadily along the main road in the direction of Paramount, as usual.

Ever since Young Marshal Wang of the Qin Army came to Shanghai, he would go to this selling gold cave almost every night to support him. For many years, he reported on time, rain or shine.

No way, in this era when entertainment resources are relatively scarce compared to modern society, there are only a few places where you can play, and Paramount is the most high-end place among them, which is deeply loved by the rich and powerful.

Even if the current situation is turbulent and wars are everywhere, it will not affect the bright lights and busy traffic of Paramount in the slightest, and there will still be an endless stream of high-end guests. Of course, this has a lot to do with the Qin army stationed in Shanghai. Bravely and successfully repelling the Japanese invaders, I am afraid that the entire city of Shanghai will repeat the mistakes of the Northeast Courtyard.

However, compared with the hustle and bustle of Paramount, under the haze of war, the lives of ordinary people are more difficult and difficult.

Along the way, Wang Xiaoming saw depression and desolation everywhere, and he couldn't help but sigh how difficult the people's livelihood is!

Therefore, this is also one of the reasons why the Zhongzhou team kept him in this world to change history, revitalize Zhongzhou, and never allow those historical tragedies to repeat themselves on this vast land.

At this time, several mysterious men wearing black jazz hats and black suits were standing in front of Paramount. They were hiding in corners where the lights couldn't reach them, and they were inconspicuous under the cover of the night.

When one of them saw Wang Xiaoming walking towards here, he stepped forward to block his way, and said, "I knew you would appear here."

Seeing this, a bodyguard immediately stepped forward to protect his young marshal, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing? If you have nothing to do, get out of the way and get out of the way!"

But Wang Xiaoming pushed the bodyguard away, and then smiled and said to the visitor: "Brother Han Liang, I haven't seen you in half a year, how are you doing now? The people under him don't understand the rules, so don't be surprised."

He spoke leisurely, as if he had expected this person's arrival long ago
I saw the man took off his hat, showing a slightly haggard face, and said with a wry smile: "How can we talk about peace! Brother, I regret that I didn't listen to your words and took precautions so early that I didn't listen to you. I was caught off guard by the Japanese invaders and took over the Northeast compound, and now I have almost lost all the foundations I have built over the past ten years, alas."

Hearing the words, Wang Xiaoming patted him on the shoulder, and said proudly: "Why is the big man acting like a woman? Your Zhang family is the same as my Wang family. They both came out of the valley and beat the world with bare buttocks. The land is lost, just grab it back, it’s only been a few years of Ansheng, and you can’t hold a knife anymore?”

"Young man from the Wang family, that's a good point!" Hearing a howl like a tiger and leopard, a thin middle-aged man walked out of the shadows. The eyes are round and piercing, and there is a sense of iron-blooded toughness and decisiveness in the eyes.

When Wang Xiaoming saw the person coming, he immediately bowed his hands and said, "I've seen Uncle."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled noncommittally and said, "Your father and I have been friends for a long time."

Looking at Zhang Zuolin's skinny old face, Wang Xiaoming immediately felt a chill, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he murmured inwardly: "The ghost has been friends with God for a long time."

But on the surface, he still pretended to be respectful, and followed his words and said, "Shibo."

"Hahaha, what a good nephew!" Zhang Zuolin laughed and patted Wang Xiaoming on the shoulder, and pointed to Bailemen behind him, saying: "It's the first time we meet today. Uncle, I came in a hurry and didn't bring any greetings. So I booked the entire second floor to entertain you, so that I can talk about the friendship between you and my family, let’s go! I won’t return tonight until I’m drunk!”

Afterwards, Zhang's father and son couldn't help Wang Xiaoming to tell the difference, and walked in directly with his shoulders on his shoulders.

Looking at the actions of their father and son, Wang Xiaoming actually already knew why they came this time, but he still couldn't help but feel amused, "Sure enough, they are bandits from the green forest who came out of the ravine. A certain person is generally the same, no wonder the Fengtian Zhang family in history can develop such a powerful force."

After a group of people entered the private room, Wang Xiaoming was forcibly pushed on the main seat by their father and son.

Then Zhang Zuolin picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a bowl full, and said with a smile: "Come on, nephew, I won't say much else. It's all in the wine. Let's drink three bowls first!"

As he said that, he quietly picked up another wine bottle, poured himself a bowl, and drank it down in one gulp. After that, he wiped his mouth pretendingly, and turned to look at Wang Xiaoming, treacherous He smiled and said, "Nephew, why don't you drink? It's almost done!"

Wang Xiaoming glanced at the big bowl of white wine in front of him, and said with a helpless smile: "If Shi Bo has something to say, you may as well just say it. Why do you have to hold such a grand banquet? The brothers lying in ambush outside have to tiptoe around. It will be very hard after a long time." of."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the people around him all changed.

Zhang Hanliang shyly avoided Wang Xiaoming's gaze, and said with embarrassment: "You know it all? Brother, I have no place to be ashamed of my brother. Now that my family is in danger, I have no choice but to make this decision. Now I have asked my brother." On your head, Wan Wang must come to the rescue!"

I saw Wang Xiaoming tapping the table with his fingers, and asked with great interest: "If I don't agree, will I die under random gunfire?"

Zhang Hanliang's face turned pale, and he immediately waved his hands and said: "You and I have been friends for many years, how could I really kill you? According to the original plan, even if you don't agree, the most we can do is to tie you up and ask Qin Shuai for help. Just a ransom."

"Oh, it's really the style of your father and son." Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming said, dumbfounded, and muttered to himself again: "I didn't expect that I would save that bald man Jiang."

Then he turned his gaze to Zhang's father who was sitting silently at the side, and continued: "This is the point of talking, if you have any difficulties, Shibo, you may as well speak up, and the boy is willing to do his best."

"Wang family boy, you are very good!" Zhang Zuolin stood up suddenly, and said with a long breath: "Then I will say it straight, now that I have lost my foundation, and now I am short of weapons, ammunition and logistical supplies, I heard that you The Qin army fought several battles with the Japanese invaders and seized a lot of weapons and equipment. As for this batch of equipment, it is considered to be lent to me. After I lead the army to the north and retake the three northeastern provinces, I will return it to you with interest. how?"

When Wang Xiaoming heard the words, he laughed and said, "Haha, Shi Bo still has time to pay back the money? I heard that your family borrowed hundreds of millions from the Japanese invaders, but they didn't pay back any of them. Although the Japanese invaders' ambition to invade is clear. Everyone knows, but the reason why your Zhang family lost its foundation in the Northeast probably has a lot to do with it."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly froze.

Zhang Zuolin said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Haha, be safe and don't be impatient, be safe and don't be impatient!" Wang Xiaoming took out a neatly folded map from his pocket, slowly spread it out on the table, and then pointed to several places in Nanyang, slowly Slowly said: "Shibo, now that things have come to an end, everyone has made it clear. With all due respect, you, Northeast Fengtian, are by no means an opponent of the Japanese invaders. Even if you can take back the Northeast compound, you will definitely suffer heavy losses. At that time, even if you If the Japanese invaders don’t make a comeback, then other warlords will take the opportunity to swallow you up. Wouldn’t it be unfair? Why not just go south and conquer the countries of Southeast Asia, and spread the whip for thousands of miles in Central Continent, expand the territory, and you can make a comeback. Enclose the land, crack the soil and seal the king! Wouldn’t it be a pleasure to do so?”

Hearing this, Zhang's father and son looked at the map and fell into deep thought, as if thinking about the possibility of this choice.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming stepped up his efforts and continued to confuse: "If you listen to me, I will immediately offer that batch of Japanese equipment with both hands, and I will provide you with nine years of supplies for free in the land of Sanqin. You must have heard about the excellent logistics, you will have no worries for the next nine years, you can go wherever you can, and you will be under the vanguard, isn't that beautiful?"

I saw Zhang Zuolin looking straight at the young Marshal of the Qin Army, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to beat the Japanese invaders back within nine years?"

However, Wang Xiaoming said loudly with a laugh: "With the strength of our Qin army, how can it take nine years to fight a Japanese invader? Two years are enough, and the remaining seven years are used to slowly level the country. Since 1923, I have been hoarding supplies in the land of the Three Qin Dynasty. So far, the Western Qin Dynasty has become a tiger wolf. "

There is only him here, but his courage is as powerful as thousands of troops, and his words are even more like a bell, thunderous and deafening!

After everyone heard these words, they only felt a surge of pride in their chests, and there was an indescribable hearty feeling. If they hadn't already had a master, they would probably accept their heads and worship him now, and the monarchs and ministers will join hands to create great achievements!
At this moment, Zhang Zuolin suddenly came back to his senses, and sneered again and again: "Huh, that sounds nice, but in the end, I don't want to sit in that position."

"No, after clearing up the rivers and mountains of Central Continent, I will also lead the Qin army to withdraw from Central Continent and attack the countries in Southeast Asia." Wang Xiaoming drew a large circle on the map, and then continued: "The times have changed." In the future, there will be no more emperors in Central Continent, and the people will be the masters of the country. Our method is outdated. If you want to survive, you can only go to other countries. If you don’t want to go, I won’t force you to. When we meet each other on the battlefield, don't blame me for not remembering the past."

At this time, Zhang Hanliang, who was on the side, suddenly spoke to his father and said, "Yes, father, what he said is right, if you can't defeat the Japanese invaders, can you also defeat those small countries in Nanyang?"

"Shut up!" Zhang Zuolin roared, and then threw the wine bowl heavily on the ground. There was a crisp sound, and in the next second, more than a dozen strong men with guns broke into the door and surrounded Wang Xiaoming.

Zhang Zuolin stared at him with fierce eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Damn it, Huangkou kid dares to teach me how to do things, and I want to coax me to Nanyang with a few words. Go to the place where you are, cheating ghosts! Now that you have been tied up by me, if you are acquainted, quickly call your old man, Blind Tiger, and ask him to exchange 20 guns and [-] cannons, otherwise, the King of Guanzhong My son, the only young marshal of the Qin army, has no choice but to die in the hands of my old Zhang."

Wang Xiaoming still looked around indifferently, and said with a sneer: "Sure enough, Xiang Yu invited Liu Bang. There is no good banquet, so throw a cup as a sign, and see you with a dagger!"

At this moment, Zhang Hanliang hurriedly stood between the two of them, persuading him: "Father, brother, you all calm down, why is this! Dad, we are here to ask for help, and now we are making trouble like this, putting me in the middle , and he is no longer human inside and out.”

Wang Xiaoming's heart was clear, watching the performance of their father and son, he couldn't help but feel amused, he didn't believe that Zhang's father and son dared to attack him cruelly!At most, they tied themselves up and sent them to the northern front, and then ordered Qin Jun to go north to bear the pressure from the Japanese invaders in the north with the order of Marshal Wang. Swinging troops northward to grab back the territory, it is estimated that only then will they let themselves out
Tsk tsk tsk. As expected of a tycoon born in the green forest, this kind of bandit strategy is really ruthless and vicious. Although the method is a bit low-key, it is extremely effective; Give it a hard time.

But who is our Young Marshal Wang?It was the trumpet of Wang, an old driver who traveled all over the world. He has experienced a lot of wind and waves. What kind of situation has he not encountered?This kind of small scene is completely trivial!
He slowly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers casually. The next moment, the floor of the room instantly turned into a bottomless black pool.

The father and son of the Zhang family were startled when they saw this change, but before they could react, it was as if they had been drained of strength by something, and they slumped on the chair with their feet limp, and their whole body was sore and weak.

As for the other people in the room, they all collapsed on the black pool, unable to move anymore, even breathing very reluctantly.

At this time, Zhang Zuolin held his breath, and asked hoarsely, "What kind of demon technique are you using?"

"Haha." Wang Xiaoming said with a smirk, "This is the orthodox Taoist method of Taoism, the five thunders' righteous method, Shi Bo, how does it taste?"

Zhang Zuolin turned the situation around when his palms turned over, and said unwillingly: "It's really a feng shui turn, I didn't expect to capsize in your gutter, I admit it, I will kill you if you want to hear it." It's convenient, but please take Han Liang's life for the sake of the many years of friendship with you."

"Father, what are you talking about?" Zhang Hanliang on the side struggled to get up, and after several failed attempts, he turned his head with difficulty, looked at Wang Xiaoming, and begged, "Xiao Ming, my brother never asked you anything, We were wrong this time, please spare the lives of our father and son, and after today we will electrify the whole country and announce our resignation, and we will never get involved in domestic disputes, and there are more than 20 Northeast Fengjun in the pass, and they will also be handed over to you."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you father and son just now have a lot of energy to sing the red face and the bad face? Come on, stop acting. If you really want to kill you, you will do it long ago." , why wait until now?"

As Wang Xiaoming said, he walked slowly behind Zhang's father, and said slowly: "Uncle Shi, let me ask you again, are you going south or going down the field?"

However, Zhang Zuolin answered irrelevantly and asked: "All of this is in your calculations, isn't it?"

Wang Xiaoming didn't answer, but just shrugged his shoulders with a smug look on his face.

Father Zhang closed his eyes with a sigh, and opened them again after thinking for a moment, only to see the sharpness in his eyes, and the bloody and iron aura accumulated over the years was faintly about to break through the shackles of "Dirty Water, Cangtan in the Northern Territory".

No wonder it is difficult to say that magical powers have an effect on those people with special and high-weight fates. The basis of all magical powers is the use of 'Qi', and the essence of magic is 'Qi'.

And those special characters, either have the blessing of the stars, or are full of evil spirits, or they are what the people want, and the power of sentient beings is blessed, which is equivalent to bringing a set of alternative version of the "spiritual light", which can naturally offset the magical powers.

As for the upper limit of this offset, it all depends on the individual's "weight" to the entire world, so there is a saying that "the law is not respected".

Of course, this is not absolute. Fengshui changes in the world, 300 years of vicissitudes, dynasties change, a Jiazi has a great luck, and a 20-year change of a small luck. There is always a time when personal luck declines, and that time is a flaw.

So, if the luck of the Zhang family and his son had not declined now, he, Mr. Wang, might not be able to hold them down.

But don't be afraid even if you can't control it, the Taoist sect has its own dragon slaying technique!
At this moment, a strange blush appeared on Zhang Zuolin's face, and then he said in a deep voice, "Let's go south!"

"Good! A wise choice." Wang Xiaoming snapped his fingers with a smile, released the control of Cangtan in the north, and said to Zhang's father at the same time: "The batch of equipment has been sent to Nanning County in western Guangxi in advance. Just take it along the way."

Zhang Zuolin glanced at him, and said bluntly with no expression on his face: "It seems that the provinces of western Guangxi and southern Yunnan have long been under your control."

I saw Wang Xiaoming nodded with a smile on his face and said: "It's more than that! Guangdong, Guangxi, Yunnan, Guizhou, Jingzhou, north and south, are all in the palm of my hand, but it's just kept secret. Now the southwestern region of Zhongzhou is in my hands, three points in the world, I get one, 300 The Wanqin army is all well-equipped and well-trained, strong soldiers and good generals, if they don't have this kind of wealth, how dare they say that they will reconquer the troubled times and rebuild the universe within nine years!"

Zhang's father and son were stunned when they heard the words, unable to recover for a long time.
This night, this banquet, the atmosphere on the wine table was very harmonious, everyone raised their glasses to toast frequently, Young Marshal Wang would not refuse anyone who came, the host and guest were suitable, and the wine was pleasant.

After the show ended, Father Zhang patted his son on the shoulder drunkenly and said, "I'm afraid he used us as sharp knives to help him walk the road, so he was so kind to provide us with supplies. At that time, we will have a catastrophe.”

Hearing the words, Zhang Hanliang broke into a cold sweat in an instant, and woke up a lot from the wine. He hurriedly stepped forward to support the old father's hand, and asked repeatedly: "Then what should we do?"

"Hehe." Father Zhang sneered and said, "Then let's act in the name of the Qin army. Anyway, the Nanyang countries have also been invaded by the Japanese invaders. When we go south, where we fight against Japan is not resistance! When the time comes If the blind tiger in Guanzhong dares to send troops to the south, I will dare to formally merge into his Qin army. Anyway, the supplies are all given by him. Forgive him for not being able to explain why! In short, with this friendship, we can keep our Zhang family in the same line It is not difficult to be rich and honor, otherwise, who would want to be that knife!"

Zhang Hanliang stretched out his thumb silently, and sighed: "Ginger is still old and spicy!"

But Father Zhang glared at him angrily, "If you fight a bit, you will have one-tenth of that boy from the Wang family. Why should I be forced to be a knife in his hands by being so useless?"

When Father Zhang said this, he looked at his silent son and sighed: "Son, as a father, I am old after all. I can only pave the road for you while I am alive. The future road can only depend on you." Go away by yourself."

Zhang Hanliang choked up and said: "Father is a child who is incompetent and has dragged you down."

Father Zhang rubbed his son's head, and smiled slowly: "Silly boy, there is no parent in the world who doesn't plan for their children. They are willing to be fathers, and you are worthless. Running the army and defeating the enemy, but you have one ability that ranks among the top three in the world and that is to make friends, and you must carry forward this ability in the future, form good karma, and prosper your family, you must remember it.”

"I made it down, Dad." Seeing Zhang Hanliang nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, he was moved and added in his heart, "Dad, in fact, your son's ability to make girlfriends is The most powerful."

But he didn't dare to say this, for fear of being beaten to death by this violent old man himself.

On the other side, our young marshal Wang was in a good mood after making an important move. Followed by the bodyguards, he hummed a little song and walked towards home.

The next moment, he saw a handsome girl in a red leather jacket blocking his way.

Wang Xiaoming put his hands on his hips, and said helplessly, "What's the matter? Why are there so many people blocking the way today! Say yes first, if you want to ask me out, you have to queue up, and the schedule for this month's evening is over!"

But after he saw who was coming, he widened his eyes in surprise and shouted excitedly: "Silly girl! You are finally here!"

Sha Niu smiled and nodded, and then handed over a watch full of technological colors.

After Wang Xiaoming took the watch, he was not in a hurry to put it on, and said to her slowly: "Give me a few days, now that the war has just started, I want to arrange many things after I leave."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the silly girl changed into his appearance directly, and imitated his voice, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you go, there is only one reincarnation watch for the time being, anyway, I already have a soul, and I can't avoid it." Open the Lord God's restriction and you enter the Lord God's space, leave this place to me."

At this moment, a group of younger brothers watched in bewilderment that the girl had turned into the appearance of their own young commander, so they all took out their pistols and pointed at her.

Sha Niu glanced at them, slowly raised her right hand, and said lightly, "Activate the body-fixing function."

I saw a flash of crystal green light, and the next second, those boys were instantly frozen in place and unable to move.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the 'centering spell' on Sha Niu's palm, and said dumbfoundedly: "Haha, this is Zhiqiu Yiye's centering spell in "A Chinese Ghost Story", if you don't know it, you really think the technology side has the ability to hold your body. "

Seeing that the old man was exposed, Sha Niu gave him a blank look with feigned anger, and then continued: "Activate the amnestic function, and delete the memories of everyone within 20 meters around within this 10 minutes."

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his forehead, Ninjun couldn't help but said: "Needless to say, this must be one of the two hands of Ming Soul Art, and it also has the function of memory deletion, Chu Xuan really knows how to play it! Hahahaha."

Afterwards, Wang Xiaoming used both hands to take out a golden memory bead from the center of his eyebrows and the crucial 'Golden Sun Scripture' and handed them to Sha Niu.

"This is my memory in this world, and the rest of the situation will be under your control"

After finishing speaking, he put on the main god's watch, and his figure disappeared into this world immediately.

That is to say, from this day onwards, the young commander of the Qin Army Wang in Guanzhong seemed to have changed his temper, never went to Paramount again, and devoted himself to his career.
(End of this chapter)