Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 429: The City is About to Fall
That night, the riots that had occurred near the city gates during the day had long since died down.

With this small and medium-sized sect called the Soul-Driving Sect as the main force, a group of traitors and spies who cooperated with the Japanese spies were all captured alive by Wang Yi and his people from the Mingmen Zhengdao and Quanxing, and locked up in a warehouse.

Fortunately, the current Jinling City is not big, only about 50 square kilometers, and the maximum distance between the south and the north is only 10 kilometers. Using the extreme speed of the Golden Escape Light, Wang Yi can really rush from the south of the city to the north within a few minutes.

This commotion did not attract the attention of the government officials in the city at all. Of course, for those traitors in the city, it is hard to say how they feel now that this riot, which should have been a joint effort from both inside and outside, ended in vain.

As for the refugees and the people in the city who died in the turmoil, Wang Yi could only accept this result.

He also didn't expect that these spies had infiltrated so deeply that even the city's air defense alarm system had their people.

During this period, there were basically three types of early warning tools for urban air defense alarm systems. Specialized staff holding hand-cranked sirens worked in conjunction with large sirens at factories and docks to give advance notice before an air raid.

Even such a core department as the internal system of the air defense alarm has an insider helping out. What the hell is going on?

Wang Yi was standing on the top floor of his warehouse, gazing at the faint flickering of fire in the distance.

It is almost the seventh of December now. Calculating the time, the outer line is about to be broken, and what will follow is a bloody battle around the second line of defense, the city gate.

Once the second line of defense was broken, the Japanese Navy's Third Fleet in Jiangyin should have almost reached the river surface near the dock and would have carried out a blockade of the waters, thus blocking this last way out.

Calculating the time, it was getting less and less, but there were still many people and refugees in the city who had not left. Seeing this, Wang Yi sighed helplessly.

At this moment, footsteps were heard behind him. It was the captain of the ship who was in charge of interrogating the traitors and spies and came to report the news.

"Everything has been explained?"

"I have confessed everything. It is such a long list of names. It is really outrageous. How do you plan to deal with it?"

"How else can we deal with it? Count on them to turn against us? Forget it, I'll just ask Quan Xing and the others to handle it. Don't worry about it. Get everything ready on your side, right?"

"Well, do you really want me to leave tomorrow?"

"Time waits for no one. Look at the river. It's almost two kilometers wide even in the winter dry season. I don't know how to lay out the Eight Diagrams. It's still unclear how effective it will be after it's laid out. If we don't go over early to coordinate with Lao Zhang and the others, it will be too late when the Japanese fleet arrives. You can't waste all your energy here. But I haven't asked you yet. How is it? Did you open your eyes to my methods today?"

"What do you think? I've seen Qinggong before, but it's the first time I've seen a person fly. And the way you pick people up and send them around like chickens, judging from the way you don't even breathe, I guess what I've seen is just the tip of the iceberg. Tell me the truth, how exaggerated is the ability of Zhang Zhiwei, Special Envoy Zhang."

"He was born in the Heavenly Master's House in Mount Longhu. He can call the wind and rain, and turn beans into soldiers."

"Then, why didn't the Tianshi Mansion come out to suppress the riot in Gandi?"

"Old Zhang was our comrade at that time. How could he do such a thing as aiding and abetting the tyrant? Another point is that in the 1,800 years since the Tianshi Mansion was passed down, apart from the founder Zhang Daoling, there has only been one Zhang Zhiwei. The contemporary Tianshi can also summon thunder, but he is a master of his generation and would not do such a thing. The rest of the big cats and small cats are just so-so and can't cause any big waves. But looking at you, you seem to be relieved."

"How can I not breathe a sigh of relief? Just based on what I saw today, not to mention other things, just the flying skills, who wouldn't call you a living god when seeing you? If you and a guy like Zhang Zhiwei really become enemies, the current situation will be even more difficult."

"I have to criticize you for this. Your idea is not acceptable. Think about it, if Zhang Zhiwei and I can easily kill the head of a country, then if we are unhappy one day, can we also kill the guy who asked us to do things? This opportunity, this courage, that guy, he doesn't have the courage.

Another point is that no matter whether Zhang Zhiwei and I are enemies or friends, our abilities and identities represent our circle. If we really want to take action, the first person to jump out to stop us will not be you or them, but the people in our circle. They will not let us do this because it means going to war. It is not a good thing for us so-called practitioners and extraordinary people to go to war with the majority of ordinary people in the world.

Furthermore, I don't know if you have heard of the interesting story between your old classmate and your principal. I remember that during the Northern Expedition, he carried your principal on his back and escaped. If he had allowed your principal to die on the battlefield, what do you think would be the reputation between the two of them today?"

"Haha, you are really well-informed. You know everything about this. Indeed, if he had died, who would know who he really was? With or without him, there would be division and civil war. But the reactionaries can use his name as a pretext to throw dirty water on us. Even if they have mouths all over their bodies, they can't explain it."

The captain leaned on the railing and listened to Wang Yi's analysis. He laughed and realized that Wang Yi was right. This general situation could not be changed by one or two heroic units or assassinations.

Unless Wang Yi or Zhang Zhiwei can really become immortals and become the kind of beings that can launch dimensionality reduction strikes against the entire world, but in the worldview of "Under One Person", such a possibility does not currently exist.

"The knot in my heart has been untied. It's time to get ready. I'll give you another big gift tomorrow morning."

"Big gift?"

Before the captain could continue asking questions, Wang Yi jumped from a high place and disappeared without a trace.

Needless to say, the captain knew what Wang Yi was going to do, and he did not choose to dissuade him. Someone had to do the dirty work.

He stood on the high platform, feeling the cold wind, looking at the twinkling lights in the city and the flames of war in the distance, and sighed helplessly.

"Calling the wind and rain and turning beans into soldiers, plus Zhuge Liang's Eight Diagrams, this world is really getting better every time you see it."

Wang Yi left the warehouse and left the dock in a few flashes. He met up with Master Jin Guang and other Quan Xing members at the location that had been indicated long ago. Also included were the spies and disciples of the Soul-Driving Sect who had been captured during the day. All of them were tortured to the point of being unrecognizable by the Quan Xing guys.

Fortunately, Quan Xing listened to Wang Yi's words and did not kill them all. He let them remain conscious and able to answer.

"Wang Yi, this guy is still alive, but we really didn't have enough fun."

"That's easy. I'll take you guys to have fun tonight. Sir, bring the list of names."

Master Jin Guang said nothing, and directly took out from his arms the list of names and addresses of the traitors in the city that the gang had given him.

Mr. Huang, a famous figure in Quanxing, also showed his ankles. On them was the magic horse armor he had written long ago. Everyone in Quanxing has it. It can gallop three hundred miles, which is more than enough in this city.

"Wang Yi, please tell us the truth first. How do you enjoy it?"

"If they confess honestly and cooperate, and stay behind, we will give them some respect. If they don't confess honestly, I will kill their entire family, and I will just plunder your formation and not take any action."

"Haha, that's cool and satisfying!"

All the Quan Xing disciples laughed heartily, and together with Wang Yi, they activated the magical armored horses on their ankles, transformed into dozens of black shadows and blended into the night, heading straight for the city.

This scene was also seen by Lu Ren, the old patriarch of the Wang family and other famous and righteous people who came to lend a helping hand.

"This Wang Yi was really taught by that old fellow Ghost Hand King. He is really ruthless in his actions!" "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. It makes you look bad. People are thinking about us. Just be happy."

Hearing that his own disciples were still seeking revenge for Wang Yi and Quan Xing, the old master Wang, who had been following Wang Yi as a witness all this time, was displeased. He slapped his disciples in the face before giving an explanation.

"Why? Didn't anyone on our side suffer during the day? Didn't you get angry and want to retaliate? But can you really do it? The officials in this city haven't finished their business yet. Do you know the intricacies of the matter? How can you guarantee that you will follow them to take revenge? What if someone sees you? Will you kill them or not?"

The Wang family member was speechless when asked by the old patriarch Wang, "Grandpa, that's not what I meant..."

"Of course I know that's not what you mean. You should all know why the Quanxing sect has not been destroyed for so many years. It's because we, the famous and upright sects, need the Quanxing sect to exist. They are a mirror for us! They are one of the reasons why we are famous and upright sects. We are the ones to do this. If we do it well, we can vent our anger. If we do it badly, we will implicate our sect. But the Quanxing sect doesn't have to worry about these things. If someone provokes them, they will go for revenge and just kill people to silence them. As for whether anyone saw it or not, does it matter?

Do they care? They want the whole city to know that they are exterminating traitors. As long as Quan Xing did it, it will become a headless case no matter whether it is reasonable or not. No matter how much trouble it makes, it will not involve us. You kid, just learn it well! But this Wang Yi can really prescribe the right medicine and make this group of Quan Xing follow him to do things. If you don’t know, you would think he is the head of Quan Xing. Alas, why is he not from our Wang family? "

"Grandpa Wang, if he is really a member of your Wang family, you are probably more afraid than we are now."

"Lu family boy, don't destroy my stage at this time."

The harmony between Lu Ren and old Patriarch Wang actually eased the atmosphere on the side of the famous and righteous people.

And just as Patriarch Wang said, Wang Yi brought Quan Xing to retaliate and kill people to silence them, so they didn't need to care whether anyone saw it or not.

Isn't that how Quan Xing does things? He is a bunch of guys who always look for trouble when there is nothing to do. Now you have offended him. Killing your whole family is my duty, and leaving descendants for you is a favor. Just be happy.

That night, there was heavy artillery fire outside the city, the outer front was gradually being lost, and the Japanese army had gradually pushed to the second line of defense under the cover of their own artillery fire.

Inside the city, there was a bloody storm in the homes and courtyards of those wealthy businessmen and officials who had collaborated with the enemy and sold out their country.

With Wang Yi secretly raiding the battlefield, there was no chance for the Quanxing disciples to kill innocent people. But to be honest, even if the Quanxing disciples wanted to kill innocent people, they would be powerless at this time.

At this critical juncture, these officials who collaborated with the enemy and illegal businessmen basically had two plans. If they did not run away with the national government, they would be open traitors. If they ran away, they would take their families with them and their gold and silver valuables. As for the servants, they would be dismissed if they should be, and those who were allowed to stay were their confidants, and they were birds of a feather.

They don't feel sorry for these servants who have served them for many years. As long as they have enough money, they can recruit a group of ordinary people to work for them anywhere.

Therefore, Wang Yi did not try to stop this group of Quan Xing from killing people, and he did not expect that these traitors would be turned against the country by him.

Knowing that he was respectable, he sent a message to Master Jin Guang, asking him to tell the truth where he had hidden the grain and money, and then sent people to take the money and collect the grain, leaving him a heir and some silver and letting him fend for himself.

Those who don't know how to be decent will kill the elders and the younger ones in front of the other party first, then kill him, and then search his soul, take the money and food and leave.

With the means of brain wave control, there is no need to worry about them hiding any secrets.

This killing spree lasted throughout the first half of the night. With the help of the swift cavalry and Wang Yi's concealment of his tracks, by the time the familiar troops in the city reacted, the houses were already deserted.

As for how big the noise was and whether it would alarm the high-ranking officials in the city, Wang Yi didn't care at all.

At daybreak, Jiang fled with his men on a plane. The garrison commander who stayed behind to guard the city was a man who only cared about protecting himself. He had no intention of taking care of this mess.

In the late night, after dealing with most of the traitors on the list, Wang Yi returned to the dock and called up the Wang family members who were skilled in moving objects. He asked them to use their family tradition of using the gate technique to move all the money and grain away.

At this time, Wang Yi finally realized the confidence that the Wang family had in being honored as one of the four famous families in the circle of extraordinary people through their family traditions.

Not to mention Shen Tu's attacking methods, the boundary gate trick alone has infinite uses.

Use your own true Qi to connect to the world in the painting, which is the so-called subspace, and then use your own divine true Qi to cover the target so that both the living and the dead can enter. The important point is that, in theory, as long as your own Qi is enough, this gate connecting to the world in the painting can be drawn continuously, without end.

To Wang Yi, it feels like writing a book. As long as you are good enough, you can continue to write it.

Relying on the Wang family's magical power, when daybreak came and the news that the outer front was breached by the Japanese army spread throughout the city, it was time for Chiang Kai-shek to escape with his team and gold and silver valuables on a plane.

The small sampans that the captain was preparing to leave on were all covered with graffiti by Wang Jiashen.

The captain was a little confused when he saw the graffiti on the sampan and the exhausted and breathless looks of the people around Wang Yi, including the old master Wang.

"Is this the great gift you mentioned?"

"Once you cross the river and reach the shore, you will realize how great this gift is."

"Okay, I'm used to this, so I won't ask any more questions. Please take care of yourself."

"You too, be careful. When gods fight, mortals suffer. I'm not going to see you off."

After the greetings, Wang Yi stood at the dock and watched the captain and his fleet leave with a ship full of money and food and the people who crossed the river to leave the city.

After they disappeared from his sight, Wang Yi looked at the old master Wang who had just recovered.

"Old man, if I'm not mistaken, as long as the Shentu boundary gate is properly arranged and someone is in charge in the world of the painting, the Shentu true qi can cover the target and pass through any boundary gate, right? It's the same as the escape method of the Huode Sect."

"That's true, but the distance of the boundary gate is limited. We can't travel thousands of miles back and forth like the Huode Sect. Why are you asking this? Even if you want us to do something, you have to wait for two days. Do you really think everyone is you?"

"I understand that we can't flee thousands of miles away like Huo De Zong. There are some methods that ordinary people can't do, but in theory, it can be done, so moving around in the city shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Indeed, wait, why are you asking that?"

Wang Yi did not answer, but just smiled and looked at the old patriarch of the Wang family without saying a word. However, Wang Yi's expression made the old patriarch of the Wang family feel as if he had seen a ghost.

"Wait, you can do it again?"

"I can't say I understand it, but after watching it for half the night and helping you all to channel your true Qi, I can probably understand it now. I can only say I understand it a little bit."

(End of this chapter)