The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 61 Killing on Zhangren Street (please read more!)
"Forgive... spare my life..."

Li Maocheng is over forty, about the same age as Feng Changren.

It's just that he is a scholar, pampered and pampered all the year round, and looks younger.

When did he suffer from this pain.

Half of the face was worn away, the flesh and blood were eroded, and the bones were exposed.

This is the face. The face is the place with the most nerves in the human body. A slight expression will involve muscles.

Right now he just wants to survive.

Feng Ji picked it up and grinned: "Master Li, the Feng family has always been filial to you, but you are cruel enough to turn your back on you. Do you really think that I am one of those ordinary people who allow you to bully me?"

"Forgive...forgive me, I... am the official of the Qing Dynasty, if you kill me, the Qing Dynasty will not let you go..."

Despite the severe pain, Li Maocheng still knew that the only thing he could save his life was his skin.

Without his official status, it is impossible for him to live.

Only by taking the official status of the Qing Dynasty can Feng Ji be afraid.

Feng Ji sneered: "Master? You can manage other people's lives, but not my own."

"In this life, only I can control my life!"

"You... don't be impulsive, you are powerful, but... what about your parents and family? You can't protect them all the time, Feng Ji... let me go, I will let the past go..."

Feng Ji slowly held Li Maocheng's throat, and said with a ho ho smile: "Let's not blame the past? The Qing Dynasty still has this tradition?"

"I thought that you would only go back on your word."

"Lin Zexu sold cigarettes in Humen back then, but in the end he took the blame because you lost the battle."

"Zuo Zongtang worked so hard to achieve the establishment of Taiwan as a province, but you trash handed over the "Treaty of Shimonoseki" to the Japanese."

"Hey, do you think the Qing court can maintain long-term stability?"

"In less than 20 years, the Qing Dynasty will surely perish."

Li Maocheng's eyes widened, full of horror.

The pressure in his throat was increasing, and he grabbed Feng Ji's arm tightly, breathing rapidly: "You... ho ho... you are rebellious..."

click-

Feng Ji squeezed lightly, and Li Maocheng's throat shattered.

His eyes widened, as if he wanted to refute Feng Ji's words.

However, he was speechless after all.

Feng Ji threw away Li Maocheng's body casually, and looked towards the Zhang family.

"The Japanese... hum!"

Turning around and picking up the shield, Feng Ji flickered and went straight to Zhangren Street.

This street was named by Zhang Youde when he was alive to show the benevolence of the Zhang family.

Now that the Zhang family has been wiped out, the murderer is on Zhangren Street.

On Zhangren Street.

Watanabe Jiro felt uneasy, he said gloomyly: "Have you found the body of that Chinese man yet?"

Immediately there was a Japanese on the side asking questions.

After a while, someone sent back a message.

"My lord, there are too many corpses, and most of them have been turned into meat paste. It is really difficult to distinguish them. It will take time and effort to find them."

Jiro Watanabe was impatient and asked, "How about Li Maocheng? Have the Feng family caught it?"

"No news yet."

"Trash! People in China are all trash!"

Watanabe Jiro roared, but this anger immediately involved his lower body, and the pain made him turn pale.

At the thought of having his lower body removed, he was filled with rage, and recalling what the imperial doctor said, he felt a burst of rage.

"Watanabe-san, your lower body has been severely damaged. If you don't remove it in time, your life may be in danger."

"No—no, Mr. Xiaoshi, please think of a way... Please..."

"There's really no other way, the anesthesia is about to pass, you make a decision quickly, or you really won't be able to save your life."

"what--"

……

While recalling, suddenly a team of Qing army rushed over.

Watanabe Jiro ignored it, and the team ran into Zhang's house.

Ma Youjin was searching for Feng Ji's body. When he came to the mourning hall, he found Zhang Yuan who died tragically and Zhang Shuyi who was blind and disfigured.

He frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Shuyi's bloody half face, feeling a little disgusted.

With a single stab, Zhang Shuyi was killed.

Turn around and go to the wing room to look again.

At this moment, a school lieutenant ran in, his face full of horror, and he said in a low voice: "My lord, Mr. Ma, it's not good, the big thing is not good."

Ma Youjin said impatiently: "Zhao Dong? You are not with Master Li, what are you doing here?"

"Master Ma, something serious has happened. Feng Ji is not dead, he has already killed Feng's house."

Ma Youjin was taken aback, and immediately scolded: "I said why can't I find it, so it's not dead, damn it."

As he said that, he raised his foot and went out, saying: "Go to Mr. Li, and you must capture Feng Ji alive. The Japanese Watanabe is a bit perverted. If you can capture Feng Ji alive, maybe he can let him vent his anger."

Zhao Dong stomped anxiously: "My lord, don't take it alive. It's good if we escape for our lives. That Feng Ji is not human at all. He rushed to the gate of Feng's house. A team of hundreds of people and dozens of foreign guns stopped him. Can't live with him."

"When I ran out, our people had already been routed. I'm afraid Mr. Li is in danger too!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Ma Youjin couldn't believe it, turned around suddenly, grabbed Zhao Dong's collar, and felt that what the other party said seemed like a fairy tale.

He scolded angrily: "How many people did Feng Ji bring? No, how did he know that we are going to attack today? He has an ambush in the Feng family?"

Zhao Dong said bitterly: "There is no such thing as an ambush, Feng Ji is alone, I know why the Bailian Sect bandits are so vulnerable, that person is really like a demon."

"He was alone, and he chased and beat hundreds of us. With iron shields tied to his arms, he couldn't get in with a knife or gun at all."

"But our brothers were hit by him and died immediately."

Ma Youjin was in a state of confusion, and murmured: "Impossible, how is it possible? Even if that kid is practicing martial arts, he can't be so powerful."

He has also practiced boxing and knows that people who practice martial arts are powerful, but he is not so outrageous.

"Did you see him go after Master Li?"

"It's true, my lord, what should we do? Should we go to the rescue?"

"Help me, a murderer who can't be caught by a hundred or so people, are you and I going to die?"

Ma Youjin scolded, then thought of something, and quickly said: "No, if he really dares to kill Mr. Li, he will definitely come back and kill the Japanese. Go away, it's not safe here anymore."

As soon as the words fell, screams came from outside the Zhang family.

Ma Youjin was shocked in an instant, pushed Zhao Dong away suddenly, and shouted: "Run!"

……

Outside the Zhang family, on Zhangren Street.

Jiro Watanabe was urging irritably, when suddenly, there was a sharp piercing sound in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the head of a nearby Japanese soldier was cut off!

Suddenly there were exclamations from all around, and the Japanese turned their guns and aimed at the road.

However, there was no one on the road, Jiro Watanabe immediately asked, "What's going on?"

"There are enemies!"

As soon as the words fell, another scream was heard.

Everyone looked up quickly, and saw a figure on one side of the roof, like a civet cat, rushing to kill.

"Shoot, shoot!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Bagaya Road!"

The roar continued, and the Japanese and Qing soldiers shouted and shot.

Holding the shield with one hand, Feng Ji jumped up, and he was in the air, hiding behind the iron shield.

Clanking bullets hit the shield, making a crisp sound.

The shield was dented, and cracks continued to appear.

Feng Ji fell into the crowd like a cannonball, killed several people and then rolled over.

He was like a tiger, holding a shield, and the next moment, the shield in his hand swept out.

(End of this chapter)