Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 397 Strike
The National Army camp in the urban area of ​​Songhu.

Led by the leaders of the three demon sects, the righteous soldiers who followed Wang Yi into the Songhu battlefield also began to counterattack against the assassination attempts of the Japanese aliens.

Although they are not as powerful as Longhu, Shaolin, and Lingyin sects, the methods they practice should not be underestimated.

Like the Three Demon Sect, the name of the sect sounds evil, but the methods they practice are also authentic Xuanmen, using the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance that are innate in people, also known as the upper, middle and lower three corpses, as their methods.

Within the range of the true qi of the leader of the Three Demon Sects, anyone's emotional fluctuations can be detected by him, thereby triggering the three corpses in the other person.

The one-eyed Taoist from the Baiyun Temple in the capital was one of them.

But the righteous army that Wang Yi arranged as a secret force is not just composed of the leaders of the three demon sects with sophisticated means.

A frontline position of the National Army in the urban area of ​​Songhu was captured by the Japanese army due to an assassination and ambush by a Japanese alien. They used it as a stronghold to connect with other small Japanese troops in the area.

If the Nationalist Army wanted to take it back, they would have to pay several times the price, but on this night, their comrades-in-arms who died in the battlefield paid the price for them.

At this time in this neighborhood captured by the Japanese army, chaotic gunfire, disorderly explosions and the devil's shouting were mixed together.

Even their radio communications were filled with noise, and it was obvious that the other side was also in chaos.

The root cause of the chaos did not come from the surprise attack or counterattack by the Kuomintang troops, but from the bodies of the Kuomintang soldiers who fell in this block.

These Kuomintang soldiers, who should have been dead long ago and had incomplete limbs, reappeared on their positions in another way.

The flickering flames, the hideous wounds, the iron-blue faces, the inhuman body movements, and the invaders' own fear caught them off guard by these resurrected National Army soldiers.

The method these National Army soldiers used to create chaos was also extremely simple and crude. They would just pull the trigger or pounce on the Japanese and detonate the grenades on their bodies. These dead soldiers would clear the way for the living by dying together in this way.

The explosions continued and spread all around, causing little casualties to the Japanese. However, the fire happened to hit a blind box of a firepower reserve and caused it to explode, leaving the Japanese with no time to take care of other things and unable to move forward.

The one who allowed these dead national army soldiers to kill the enemy again in their current posture was a young man wearing ethnic minority costumes standing on the roof of a ruined building.

The young man couldn't bear it as he watched the Kuomintang soldiers who had come back to life one by one below clearing the way for the living in this way of mutual destruction, dying without a complete body.

At this moment, several darts cut through the air and flew towards his back and face, but were blocked by several corpses with intact limbs and torsos.

At the same time, there was also a burst of righteous words.

"What a superb corpse-controlling technique. I didn't expect that besides the Liu family in Gandi, there are others who are proficient in this technique.

"Little beast! You are so young and yet you practice such evil methods, insulting human corpses. Considering that it is not easy for you to practice, why don't you quickly surrender to the imperial army and abandon the dark and join the light? Otherwise, we will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and eliminate the harm for the people!"

These words made the young man laugh out loud. Looking at those guys hiding in the dark and not daring to show their true faces, he also retorted.

"Abandon the dark and join the light? Are you all a little incoherent? Now I am in the light and you are in the dark. There is no point in saying more. I am Bai Yunxiao from the Nine Nether Valley in the Miao Border of Yunnan. Let's compete with each other?"

Corpse Controlling Technique: The Corpse is Possessed by a Spirit!
As several rays of light flew out from between Bai Yunxiao's eyebrows and entered the corpses of several guardians beside him, these corpses seemed to come alive, and each of them chose a target and pounced on it.

While Bai Yunxiao was using his family's inherited methods to create this chaos, a Kuomintang unit seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack, regaining the neighborhood at a minimal cost.

The positions lost by the National Army in the city were gradually recaptured through night attacks by the righteous troops arranged in advance by Wang Yi. However, this was not the real battlefield where the two sides fought. The battlefield where this righteous troops fought against the Japanese aliens was not in the war zone between China and Japan, but in the western area of ​​the International Settlement, a field hospital temporarily built by the Situng Company.

At this time, the lights in the temporary field hospital of Sitong Company were on. Liu Wei, who had been in charge here, would look at the battlefield on the other side of the river from time to time. He would sit against the window, drinking from a wine gourd in one hand and waving a folding fan in the other.

Then he also looked at Wang Zizhong who was running around in this temporary hospital.

Now Wang Zizhong has received modern medical concepts transmitted by Wang Yi's spirit. Relying on his own talent and the medical knowledge he has learned, he has been able to manufacture some medical equipment according to local conditions. With his own Qi cultivation and locally produced penicillin, he has been able to treat the wounded Kuomintang soldiers sent here.

Such tenacity and medical skills were so impressive that even Liu Wei had to admire him.

Medicine and martial arts have been inseparable since ancient times, let alone for those who practice Qigong. When traveling in the world, internal and external injuries are common.

But the treatment methods are relatively simple and rough, including sealing the meridians to stop bleeding, supplemented by drug treatment, and self-circulating Qi and regulating breathing. The rest depends on whether God will give face.

This kind of treatment is done by the medical masters in the circle. Their methods are advanced only in that they can treat hidden injuries of practitioners that are neither external nor internal, but only in the soul, that is, the mental aspect. For the rest, their methods are similar to those used by the general public, and there is not much mystery about them.

But the methods Wang Zizhong displayed at the moment were not like that.

"No wonder you pulled him on board without a second thought when I winked at you to tie him up. Damn it, he learned this foreign medicine really quickly. He used his own vital energy to thread a needle and reconnect severed limbs. This is something that many people in the circle cannot learn in their entire lives, but this kid mastered it in just one day and one night. The methods in the circle are really backward..."

While expressing his emotion, Liu Wei also looked towards the Japanese prisoners of war area which was separated from the wounded Kuomintang soldiers by a wall.

In order to build this temporary hospital, he had to persuade the businessmen and dignitaries in the Situng Company to cooperate with him by betting on both sides. At the same time, he also built a wall to separate the Chinese and Japanese soldiers' areas.

In order to show their loyalty to the Japanese, the local powerful merchants in Songhu used all their resources to provide for the Japanese prisoners and wounded soldiers. They invited all the foreign doctors in the urban area of ​​Shanghai and provided them with all kinds of good medicines.

They could only rely on Wang Zizhong and his nine senior brothers, a group of apprentices, and the locally produced penicillin that had never been used to treat the wounded soldiers of the National Army.

Every day and night, the Japanese prisoners of war and wounded soldiers on the other side of the wall were singing and dancing as if they had already won. The powerful businessmen would also call a few dancers over from time to time to have fun with these Japanese prisoners of war and wounded soldiers.

But tonight, Liu Wei looked at the Japanese prisoners of war area across the wall, listened to the lewd sounds coming from there, drank some wine, seemed drunk, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The endless sounds of decadence that could be heard through the wall day and night also made the wounded soldiers of the National Army here very angry.

They were fighting the Japanese on the front line, but the masters in the rear were vying to flatter the Japanese prisoners and serving them like their own fathers.

But they were helpless and had no place to vent their anger.

But as luck would have it, they would be able to see a good show tonight.

The endless sounds suddenly disappeared. Before the wounded soldiers of the National Army could react to what was happening, darkness suddenly fell. The brightly lit temporary hospital suddenly lost power and fell into darkness.

"Why is there a power outage?"

"The Japanese opened fire on the concession?" Amidst all the chaotic noise, Wang Zizhong was not distracted at all and was still performing surgery on the wounded soldier in front of him. The dark environment had no effect on him as a practitioner.

At this moment, a cold light flashed and pointed directly at the back of Wang Zizhong's head.

'puff! '

A mouthful of wine was spat out from Liu Wei's mouth, and before it hit the ground, it turned into a fire dragon in the air and swallowed up the cold light that attacked Wang Zizhong.

The fire dragon's momentum did not diminish. It split into four parts in the air and stopped in four directions of the hospital, illuminating the hospital and pulling out the rats in the sewers.

"You sneaked in disguised as a wounded soldier, just to kill these people who have lost their fighting power? Although we have different positions, you guys are not taking me, the head of the Sitong Company, seriously, right?"

Liu Wei waved his folding fan lightly, his steps unsteadily, and he looked at the mice in night clothes below with drunken eyes. Such a cynical attitude made the mice unsure of Liu Wei's attitude for a moment.

But one person still spoke up.

"Mr. Liu Wei, since you already know what we are going to do, please give us a favor. As long as you take your people away, we promise not to harm them, but these people cannot."

Liu Wei did not answer, but just looked at Wang Zizhong and his nine senior brothers.

"Zi Zhong, how long will it take you?"

"A quarter of an hour. Sewing is a delicate job. I have to reconnect all his broken tendons and veins."

"Okay, then go on."

Liu Wei's answer was to ignore the questions and answers of the mice.

These rats also directly sent four of them to rush towards the fireball that Liu Wei had just ignited to put it out, while the rest wanted to start a massacre here.

This was the purpose of their secret entry into the concession, but Liu Wei dared to stay here alone, so he naturally had his confidence.

His body movements could penetrate the entire city in a moment!
It is both Liu Wei's ability and the other party's unique method.

Even in the Tang Clan, a sect that inherited the tradition of assassins, only one leader of the Tang Clan barely noticed it. It is hard to say whether Liu Wei deliberately let the other party discover it.

For Liu Wei, using this method to deal with the rats below is no exaggeration to say that it is a waste of talent.

Liu Wei took a step forward and his body split into thousands, like a ghost, and appeared in front of the rats almost at the same time. The folding fan in his hand easily blocked the rats' fatal moves, and with his cleverness, he forced the scattered rats together.

There were many ghostly shadows before their eyes. When Liu Wei's dazzling movements disappeared, the mice were surprised to find that they had been driven out of the hospital by Liu Wei and came to the banks of Suzhou River.

Liu Wei was standing in front of them, leaning under a street light, drinking and burping beautifully.

"Do you think that I am inferior to Wang Yi and that I am just a good businessman? I am not afraid to tell you here that if we only talk about physical skills, there are no more than ten people in China who can stop me, and you are not one of them. So go back to where you came from. It's too late. I, Liu Wei, can't guarantee what will happen."

As the current head of Soitong Company, Liu Wei knows what he should do.

Although he really wanted to kill these rats who had sneaked into the concession and wanted to create chaos in the rear, he had to hold back because Wang Yi had already told him that the outcome of this war was already decided. Since the fall was inevitable, he should maximize the role of the Situng Company in the concession. It was not a wise choice to make enemies with the Japanese.

He has demonstrated his methods and threatened, and now it depends on what these rats will do.

The rats looked at each other, and then looked at Liu Wei who was standing between them and the temporary hospital. Until now, they had not seen clearly how Liu Wei had intercepted all of them at the same time and drove them here.

But they understood that if Liu Wei wanted to kill them, they would be dead now.

Just as Liu Wei said, even if Liu Wei killed them all, the Japanese military would not offend Liu Wei for them, because the Soitong Company was located in the concession and was the only agent in China for the emerging American consortium Continental Group.

Against this background, even if the Japanese army captured Songhu, they would have to consider the consequences of moving against Liu Wei.

At least for now, the Japanese army has no intention of having a direct conflict with the old British and American powers represented by the International Settlement.

After realizing this, the mice stopped talking and just looked at Liu Wei and spoke in their broken Chinese.

"In this case, please forgive our offense, Mr. Liu. Please also think carefully about the consequences of offending the Empire of Japan for these Chinese soldiers."

Liu Wei did not respond to the other party's implicit threat at first, but just looked at these rats that were afraid to see people. Then his expression changed and he showed a gloating smile.

"You should worry about yourselves first. I told you to leave quickly but you didn't. Now you can't leave."

"Does Mr. Liu intend to attack us in the concession?"

"I'm a businessman. I only do business and charity, not fighting. Besides, I didn't say I was going to attack you, but it's okay to invite people to watch the show~"

After saying that, Liu Wei let out a long howl. Hearing Liu Wei's signal, the other people hiding in the temporary hospital also opened the doors and windows. The wounded soldiers of the National Army crowded in front of the windows and just looked at the rats.

Before the mice understood what was happening, they felt an invisible force surrounding them, like a big hand holding them tightly.

Then his feet left the ground, his vision rose, and his body moved uncontrollably towards Liu Wei until it stopped on the Suzhou River.

Then they saw the figure standing on the river bank with his hands behind his back like a master.

Before they could even scream, the invisible hands that were holding them suddenly exerted force, causing their internal organs and bones to shatter and break under the huge force from the outside in, causing them to explode and die.

Only one survivor was still suspended in mid-air. He was so frightened by the death of his companion that he couldn't speak, and his feces and urine were flowing all over his body.

"Go back and tell your master that after tonight, I, Wang Yi, will no longer interfere in the next battle. The victory or defeat on the battlefield will be decided by the soldiers on the battlefield. Whoever dies, I will go to your headquarters to see whether you can replenish them faster or I can kill them faster. Get lost."

As his strength dissipated, the only survivor fell into the water with a splash. Without even a thought of looking back, he swam towards the other side of the river.

(End of this chapter)