Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 417: Saving the Tang Clan

"Eh, eh."

He Songling was sleeping when he felt someone poking him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Wu Gensheng was really holding a piece of black tendon and soft bone that he had pulled out from Liang Ting's body and poking his shoulder.

"You have to pay me for getting all my lard on you."

He Songling, who was woken up from his sleep, stood up with a stern face and squinted at Wu Gensheng, which made him feel cold in his heart.

"That can't be helped. You are so skilled and you are seriously injured. Who knows if I run up to you and touch you, you will subconsciously counterattack and kill me."

Wu Gensheng tried to explain. But what he said was also true. With He Songling's personality, there was no need to worry about him playing the "I like to kill people in my dreams" trick, not to mention that he was really seriously injured by the Japanese firepower.

In this kind of crisis, any casual counterattack could be fatal.

But he shouted twice, but He Songling didn't wake up. He couldn't throw stones at him, right? Wu Gen was afraid that he would be beaten even worse.

I can only use Liang Ting's mechanism.

"What on earth do you want to wake me up for?" He Songling opened his eyes and looked around. Everything was quiet and it didn't look like there were any enemies attacking.

"It's late at night. I think the Tang Sect should have started to take action. The Japs are not easy to deal with. I want to help them. Don't you want to go?"

"No." Upon hearing this, He Songling crossed his arms, closed his eyes and continued to take a nap.

"Not going?" This time it was Wu Gensheng's turn to be surprised: "Why? Don't you have a good relationship with the Tang Sect?"

"I have my mission, and they have theirs. My mission has been completed, and now it's up to them to complete their mission without me having to provide any extra help."

He Songling closed his eyes and said, "Besides, I can barely protect myself in my current situation. If I go to their place, I really can't say whether I will help or cause trouble."

"It's reasonable for others to say such things after being injured so badly, but I don't believe you, He Songling."

Wu Gensheng shook his head. Although He Songling did not seem to be able to use the Reverse Life Technique, he could still use the Reverse Eight Directions Technique and Ruyi Jin, so his actual combat power was not bad.

After all, he doesn't need to rely on the methods of the aliens to win. As long as he can open the Qi Seal and take out guns and cannons from it, he will be the best in the alien world.

"Besides, you promised to help Brother Liang find what he wants."

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten." He Songling was seriously injured this time. After he entered hibernation, he had no time to think about these details. Anyway, he never took Liang Ting seriously. Since he had decided to kill him, he could kill him whenever he remembered.

"But now that you've mentioned it, I can't go back on my word."

Breaking a promise was not a big deal for He Songling. After all, he never followed the rules and was very thick-skinned. Not to mention that he was talking to the leader of Quanxing, the most evil devil in Quanxing. If he told others about it and tricked them, they might even applaud.

But he couldn't let Wu Gensheng think so.

The reason why he said he wanted to save Wu Gensheng's life was not only because he really needed to reward him for his heroic behavior in resisting the Japanese, but also because he wanted to get involved in the affairs of the Thirty-Six Thieves. But there was no other way. He had beaten up all the Thirty-Six Thieves, which was really not challenging. It was too easy to face the whole world of good and evil alone.

So He Songling stood up anyway.

"hiss……"

This movement caused pain all over his body. There was the pain after being injured, the stabbing pain in his soul, and even the pain of sitting stiff for a long time. The last feeling had not been there since he cultivated to the first level of reverse life and could transform skin and flesh. Now he felt like a sub-healthy middle-aged office worker with chronic diseases all over his body.

"Let's go. We're just across the bridge. If you see them coming, just give them a hand. This is the best I can do."

He Songling, who had been bombarded by the firepower of almost the entire regiment of the Japanese, could not really fight. He was too seriously injured. But just guarding the bridge to prevent the ninjas from coming over? That was easy.

It's about setting up a few mortars and heavy machine guns on the other side of the cliff.

"Okay, I think so too. I can't help you any more."

Wu Gensheng smiled and walked away first, followed by Liang Ting, who looked expressionless. He Songling followed at the end of the group, just like he did during the day.

However, the team in the morning had nearly thirty people, but now there are only three of them.

"Rootless!"

He Songling suddenly shouted, and then Wu Gensheng felt a gust of wind at the back of his head.

He subconsciously reached back and caught a cold metal stick in his hand.

"Throw away that crappy pistol of yours. The Browning M1918A2 light machine gun is fully automatic and has a high rate of fire. It can fire rounds per minute. It's much better than that crappy Mauser pistol."

Wu Gensheng turned around and saw He Songling waving at him: "This is a new model that was just put into service by the US military this year. There are still some problems with barrel heat dissipation and recoil, but with your strength, you should be able to overcome it even if you are seriously injured. It's enough to shoot those ninjas."

"Thank you." Wu Gensheng roughly felt the structure of the gun, and happily put the gun on his back. During World War II, ordinary American soldiers would choose to remove the tripod of this gun and use it as an automatic rifle, not to mention Wu Gensheng, a powerful alien.

"As for you..." He Songling looked at Liang Ting: "When I ask you to go up and send it off, you do it."

"I remember you seemed to be saying that you wanted to find something that would make me happy." Liang Ting's expressionless face, which had been as dead as a dead man, finally began to move slightly: "Are you saying that my hobby is actually to seek death?"

"That's not it. I'm just telling you how to die." He Songling ignored his ferocious and terrifying expression. "If you don't like it, I can shoot you."

"Forget it." Liang Ting muttered and continued walking forward.

"Someone is coming."

After walking for a while, Wu Gensheng frowned, "It seems to be someone from the Tang Sect. Has their mission been completed? Only one person survived?"

"Probably not."

He Songling has the innate ability of seeing qi, and he knows who it is without seeing it with his eyes. "Yang Lie from the Tang Sect, a kid who took the task as a daily task. After the stipulated time was up, he should have retreated as ordered. Assassin sects are like this, they don't care about life or death, but there should be someone alive from the Tang Sect."

"Then what do you mean?" Wu Gensheng turned his head and looked at He Songling.

"What are you talking about? They are here. You are the leader of Quanxing Sect, he is a big devil of Quanxing Sect, the victim of Tang Sect, and I am an extraordinary person. How can the three of us hide from him?"

In the original novel, Wu Gensheng should have hidden himself and did not meet Yang Lie who left earlier, but He Songling did not think so. He walked out and waved to Yang Lie who was in front of him with a look of astonishment.

"Hi."

(End of this chapter)