Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 419: Give to the Poor
"Captain, it's not that we are being unreasonable. It's just that the 87th Division is too bullying! We just couldn't stand it anymore and took action!"

"Where are the people? Are they hurt?"

"More than a dozen brothers are injured, and two of them may not survive today."

"Damn it! Leave some of the brothers to guard the dock, you take a few people to inform Brigade Commander Guo and Division Commander Gui, the rest of you follow me!"

During this period, Zhou Weiguo was in a bad mood because he witnessed the corruption and incompetence of the Kuomintang government from top to bottom. When his faith was shaken, he hid at the dock to prepare for the war with the principle of "out of sight, out of mind". As a result, trouble came to him even though he didn't look for trouble.

His guards came running to complain with a dozen wounded soldiers. On their way to deliver money to the officers in various garrison areas in the city who were involved in profit sharing, they had an armed fight with people from the 87th Division. The reason for the fight was just for a few prostitutes?
The other party was about to take advantage of them for free right in front of them, and his men couldn't stand it so they said a few more words and were beaten when they tried to stop him.

Zhou Weiguo, who had been depressed for days, was furious to hear that the crotch issue was still going on at this time, so he took people to seek an explanation.

Wang Yi was also present at this time. Wang Yi did not move. He just drank hot tea with the captain in the shed beside the dock, waiting for the captain's men to come over and repeat the situation.

As mentioned earlier, in this profit-sharing system, the officers and soldiers who participated in making money played the good guys, while Wang Yi asked the captain to arrange someone to play the bad guy and play a supervisory role. Zhou Weiguo's soldiers were responsible for the daily distribution and delivery of money.

As soon as Zhou Weiguo and his men left, the captain's men came jogging back and repeated the situation. It was consistent with what Zhou Weiguo's soldiers said, but they gave some personal opinions.

"Boss Wang, Boss, it's reasonable to stand on the side of Captain Zhou, but I always feel that the other party seems to be waiting for Captain Zhou's people to come before starting to make trouble. I have asked around, and it seems that the prostitute is the mistress of a company commander under Captain Zhou. This incident..."

"Okay, you've worked hard, take everyone to rest first."

After the others left, the captain looked at Wang Yi.

"What do you think?"

"What do I think? You and I have been dealing with these guys for a long time. Their greed is beyond the comprehension of normal people like us. And with the current situation in the city, there are countless people and ghosts. If you provoke them a little, their greed will be magnified and they will never be satisfied.

But it's okay for them to do this. They've handed the knife to me. If I don't use it to chop one or two people, or take the opportunity to trample on a few pieces of land, wouldn't that be a waste of what you said to me that day?"

"Do you need me to help you stand by?"

"No, I have my own people."

"Just keep it in mind, I'm going to work."

Seeing that Wang Yi was keeping it a secret, the captain did not ask any more questions. He could guess who those "own people" Wang Yi was talking about were. He stretched, relaxed his body, and joined the queue to ferry the people out of the city.

That night, Zhou Weiguo, who had led people to seek an explanation, had returned with the same ugly expression on his face.

Before Wang Yi asked, he had already told everything.

The word was that they had reached a deal and both of them would be punished with fifty lashes, but the other party also used Zhou Weiguo to give Wang Yi a notice, saying that because his business had expanded to the whole city, those officials and profiteers who only looked at the black market profits had also been eyeing it, and that they wanted Wang Yi to get a piece of the black market pie, and in exchange, Wang Yi would have to give them a share of the profits from his current business at the dock.

To put it simply, it was about paying protection money. Even his own commander did not side with Zhou Weiguo, and he told Zhou Weiguo openly and secretly that he had to get Wang Yi's consent.

In response to this unreasonable request, Wang Yi simply replied, "I understand," and said nothing more.

It was not convenient for him to continue asking Wang Yi whether he had any solution, so he could only give up and choose to drink alone.

It was not until late at night that a golden light flashed across the night sky, and then dozens of black shadows easily passed the guards of the city’s defenders and entered the chaotic city of Jinling.

"Wow, this is the capital of a country. It does look quite impressive, but it's just not very lively."

"Master, Mr. Huang, you asked us to come all this way here, so we can see those hypocrites saving people, why didn't we see any of them?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? We have just entered the city. If you were not so unpromising, would we have made this trip? It is a rare opportunity to take advantage of the right path, but you don't know how to cherish it. You are really hopeless!"

"If Quan Xing knows how to cherish opportunities, is it still Quan Xing?"

The ones who talked to these Quanxing disciples were naturally the two famous Quanxing masters, Master Jin Guang and the Divine Armor Horse Huang Yifa, who were stimulated after seeing the three major Xuanmen disciples from Longhu Mountain, Maoshan and Sanyi Sect being killed.

They went and came back, and gathered all the Quan Xing sect members in the vicinity, intending to have them come to help, lest this opportunity to slap the righteous sect in the face be snatched back by the righteous sect.

"Yes, you really don't know how to cherish opportunities. Even at this time, you still like to make trouble for me. Your leader Wu Gensheng's consideration for you is in vain."

Just as these Quanxing disciples were talking to Master Jin Guang and Huang Yifa, another voice was heard from the darkness.

Following the sound, they saw Wang Yi, who had been waiting there, appear out of thin air and look at them coldly.

Many of these Quanxing disciples had seen Wang Yi's abilities when he and Zhang Zhiwei caused a big disturbance at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. When they saw Wang Yi's expression, they felt frightened and subconsciously took a step back.

"You only have so few people. It's useless even if I give you a chance. The disciples from Maoshan and Longhushan have all come out and have been drawing talismans day and night in Jiangbei. It's useless even if I give you a chance. I have to take you away for a while. It's really..."

Seeing that Master Jin Guang and Huang Yifa had been busy for several days to bring these dozens of Quanxing disciples, Wang Yi felt helpless. After scolding them for a while, he walked straight forward.

Seeing that Wang Yi had no intention of attacking them and walked forward on his own, all the Quanxing disciples boldly followed him, and some even asked directly.

"Boss Wang, why did you ask Master and Mr. Huang to call us here?"

"What else can I do? Kill someone."

"Boss Wang, are you so interested? But the Japanese haven't arrived yet."

"You can't kill people until the Japanese arrive? Do you remember what your leader Wu Gensheng said? When the country is in crisis, you can stay out of it or join in the fun and imitate the Jingnan story. The only thing is that Quanxing is a lineage of Chinese people. Anyone who forgets his roots and sells out his country to the enemy cannot call himself a Quanxing disciple. Am I right?"

"That's right. We still like the leader. Quan Xing welcomes everyone who comes, but there are also thresholds. Quan Xing has not lost its status to such an extent that it would work for the Japanese."

"So, isn't this just to bring you guys to Quan Xing's fame?"

"That's great!"
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On the Qinhuai River, inside a cruise ship specially used for seeking pleasure.

The chaos and war that the Japanese army brought to the people in the city before their invasion did not affect the prosperity here.

The prostitutes here have high incomes and are beautiful. The girls next door are either concubines of some military officer or mistresses of some wealthy businessman.

In their view, it didn't matter whether the Japanese attacked the city or not. If they were lucky, they would just serve high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen and let them take them with them.

If you're unlucky, the worst that can happen is that you do business with the Japanese.

You soldiers failed to hold on, but you can't let us, the prostitutes who stayed behind, have trouble living, right?

So at this moment in this cruise ship, the Kuomintang officers from various garrison areas in the city who had previously participated in Wang Yi's profit-sharing system, each held one or two prostitutes in their arms, looked at the gold, silver, and money piled on the table, and toasted each other with smiles on their faces.

While clinking glasses with each other, they also repeatedly raised their glasses to the only outlier at the banquet.

The weird one refers to the person in front of them whose attire does not match that of the officers. He is dressed in a suit and tie, a modern style. There is a noble air between his eyebrows. The only flaw is that he looks lifeless and has a dead look on his face.

He was not interested in the beautiful women around him who kept toasting him. He just looked at the Kuomintang officers in front of him with a formal smile.

"Mr. Chuan is very powerful. If we had known that he had connections with the Japanese, why would we have bothered to beg for food from Wang Yi? He gets the fame while we get scolded and don't get enough money. Come, Mr. Chuan, I'll toast you a glass. Please say a few good words for us when the Japanese enter the city. Don't fire at our garrison area. Take it easy."

Cha Hongtu, who had come to blackmail Wang before, stood up drunk and was about to toast the other party.

At this moment, the lights on the cruise ship suddenly flickered, causing everyone on the boat to look around. The people who were on guard outside, brought by Mr. Chuan, also rushed in at this time, keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings.

"You all are in such a good mood. It's bad enough that you don't keep your word, but you're also thinking about collaborating with the enemy and selling out your country, drinking and having fun. This kind of shamelessness is really rare in the world."

"Quack! Wang Yi?! When did you come?!"

"Guards! Where are the guards!"

Seeing that his act of collaborating with the enemy and selling out his country had been exposed, Wang Yi quietly sneaked in, and these guys couldn't help but panic, but their ugly appearance did not arouse Wang's interest at all. His attention was on the enemy spy who looked up at him and was called Mr. Chuan by these officers, as well as the guards around him who looked at him as if they were facing a great enemy. Clapping their hands, the Quan Xing members who came with Wang Yi also rushed in from outside the door and surrounded everyone in the boat.

When these Quanxing members saw the guards around this enemy spy Mr. Chuan, they were also stunned.

"Wu Laosan?"

"Golden hook?"

"Mr. Mao?"

"I don't know these people. They are not our people."

The Quan Xing disciples who followed Wang Yi in saw a familiar face and naturally revealed the other party's identity.

Wang Yi interrupted directly.

"Okay everyone, you have seen them and heard their words. Since they do not obey the orders of the Quan Xing Sect Leader Wu Gensheng, why should you bother to care about your fellow sect members?"

"Boss Wang is right. Brother Jin Gouzi, I will lend you my head today to smear the righteous. Don't thank me on your way to hell."

"Boss Wang, this place is too small to fully display our abilities. If we start fighting, our brothers won't be able to hold back. Don't blame us if you kill them all."

"Don't worry about that. Apart from these prostitutes, you can kill whoever you want. Just do whatever you want. I promise you won't be hindered at all."

"Are you going to kill these strangers too?"

Someone pointed at Mr. Chuan who was protected in the middle and several of his trusted guards, and asked.

"It's just a walking corpse. You can do whatever you want with it."

When they saw that the fact that they were working for the Japanese was exposed, the several Quan Xing disciples whose identities were revealed also began to panic.

Instinctively, he planned to stab him in the back in order to survive.

"kill!"

However, he didn't expect that the person behind him would be the first to pull out a gun, draw a knife, and interrupt him with a shout of killing.

A chaotic battle suddenly broke out.

Wang Yi was too lazy to intervene as the people below were struggling desperately. There was no need for him to do the fish frying himself.

He raised his hand, stretched it out in the air, and grabbed.

The magnetic field that had silently enveloped the entire cruise ship was activated and transformed into invisible giant hands, protecting the prostitutes who had no idea what was happening, making them unable to speak or move, and floating in mid-air.

Then he watched like a spectator the life-and-death fight between the Quanxing disciples.

The rapid and brief gunshots only lasted for a while before they died down. Naturally, this massacre ended with Wang Yi's side, who had the numerical advantage, winning at the cost of several injuries and deaths.

Including the enemy spy of Mr. Chuan, all of them were beheaded. These Quanxing members did not feel the slightest guilt for killing those who were once Quanxing members. Some of them were so bloodthirsty that they even looked at the prostitutes above their heads who were protected by Wang Yi.

Only as Wang Yi slowly descended from above did he calm down.

Wang Yi ignored the Quan Xing disciples around him and walked slowly to the mutilated body of the enemy spy called Mr. Chuan. The person in front of him was not the real body, but just a zombie controlled by some kind of corpse-controlling technique. As long as the Qi connected to the body was not cut off, it could still maintain basic body functions and convey messages.

"Tell your master that I know what they want to do. They want to destroy my moral integrity and kill me. I will wait for them here without running or hiding. You'd better send more capable fighters, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to kill them easily."

As he spoke, he waved his finger in the air, and the Qi connected to the walking corpse was destroyed by Wang Yi, and it completely lost all life.

After the word got out, Wang Yi looked at the bloody battle in the cruise ship, as well as the boxes filled with gold, silver and valuables all around. He sat down and asked the Quan Xing disciples who were still in a killing spree.

"Everyone, are you satisfied?"

"It's almost there, with just these few people, it's not going well, Boss Wang, how about killing the soldiers outside as well?"

Wang Yi did not answer, but just pointed at the boxes and asked back.

"Do you want these?"

"Boss Wang is so generous? But we are here just for fun, not to offend the decent people. If we want these things, we will go and get them ourselves."

"Since you guys want to have some fun, how about I give you guys an idea?"

"What's the idea?"

"Let's distribute all the money here in the city, let's make the city chaotic, and use the name of Quan Xing to do something chivalrous and rob the rich to help the poor? That way, we can make those famous and upright people feel uncomfortable for a while, how do you think?"

All the Quanxing disciples were stunned when they heard the words. After thinking about it for a while, their eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea. Boss Wang, which poor people do you think should receive this money?"

"Whoever is poor is poor. The last thing this city lacks is poor people."

After hearing what Wang Yi said, all the Quanxing disciples burst into laughter, because they had never tried to do the kind of work that the famous and upright sects and chivalrous men would do in the name of Quanxing.

After all, entering the Quanxing realm is equivalent to being an evil path, and the labels of killing innocent people have been attached to the world since Yang Zhu, the founder of the Quanxing realm. Those who have entered the Quanxing realm have also become accustomed to the days of being at large and doing more bad things than good things.

Now after listening to what Wang Yi said, I found that it seemed to be true. Quan Xing just does things according to his own temperament. They have done a lot of things like murder, arson, fraud and deception. What's wrong with occasionally doing things that only famous and upright people would do?
They are Quan Xing, and acting according to their own will is their motto. Even if these famous and upright sects knew about this, they would not be able to understand why Quan Xing did this, but they had to accept it. When they thought of that scene, these Quan Xing disciples became very excited.

They laughed wildly at the moment, ignoring the blood on their bodies, and used materials available on the spot. Each of them picked out the silver and money they wanted to take, which weighed more than ten or twenty kilograms. Anyway, with their abilities, they could still climb walls and fly over rooftops while carrying such weights.

Wang Yi just sat there, watching them take the money from him one by one and file out of the cruise ship.

As for whether they used the money for embezzlement or really did something with it, Wang Yi didn't care. As long as one person did so, the matter would become a big deal.

When the boat was empty, only the brothel girls who had been frightened silly were left, as well as two famous masters of Quanxing, Master Jin Guang and Huang Yifa.

Master Jin Guang pointed at the prostitutes who were protected by Wang Yi and asked bluntly.

"What about these prostitutes? How are you going to deal with them? They all saw you there, ordering these guys to do things. Are you going to ignore them?"

"Thank you for considering this for me, Master. I have my own solution."

After replying to Master Jin Guang, Wang Yi looked at the frightened prostitutes. He put his right hand together to form a sword and pointed it at his forehead. An invisible mental shock spread out under Wang Yi's control, covering all the prostitutes.

These powerless prostitutes naturally did not say a word, and fainted under Wang Yi's mental shock. Wang Yi also maintained this posture for a few minutes before removing the force field protecting these prostitutes, leaving them to fall in a pool of blood.
"Well, they won't know I was here. They will just remember that there was a group of bad guys who called themselves Quan Xing, and they killed people here in my name."

"What's the use?"

"What's the use? I can use this as an excuse to go and ask for justice. Okay, Master, this good show has just begun. Hurry up and follow us. Don't miss it."

Wang Yi laughed and left. Master Jin Guang and Huang Yifa, two famous masters of Quanxing, just looked at each other and then followed him.

As Wang Yi and his two companions left, the unconscious kiln sisters whose memories Wang Yi had deleted also woke up from a pool of blood. Looking at the corpses and headless bodies all over the floor of the boat, they let out a few sharp and explosive shouts.

"Killing people!!"

(End of this chapter)