The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 59 Post-War Matters
Li Hu, holding a short-handled musket, led the secret guard team and slowly walked to the door of the post station. Looking at Qi Yuan and the other three in front of the door, his eyes fixed, and he decisively lowered his raised left hand and pulled the trigger of the musket in his hand.

bang bang bang...

Ten secret guards hiding behind the pillars, tables and chairs jumped out at the same time, flames coming out of the short guns in their hands. The flaming red bullets streaked through the air and shot towards the four people at the door.

The moment the gunshots rang out, Qi Yuan and the other three felt their hair stand on end, their muscles subconsciously bulged, and they exerted all their strength to dodge to the sides.

Unfortunately, they were facing a team of secret guards. Their marksmanship had already reached perfection after being fed with countless ammunition. Coupled with the strength of Ming Jin warriors, no matter how fast Qi Yuan and his three companions dodged, they were still hit in the back by two bullets each.

Qi Yuan groaned, and steadying himself on the ground, he looked back at Li Hu and the others who were like bloodstained Shuras, and said with an unpleasant expression: "Despicable! The secret guards Xue Tu are really people without any bottom line!"

The three people beside him also had extremely ugly expressions. They had originally had some chance of winning, but now all of a sudden they lost it all.

"Helmsman!"

"Helmsman!"

"Helmsman!"

……

The enemies outside the post station all changed their expressions and cried out in surprise. The battle that had been suspended started again. This time their charge was more ferocious, even a little crazy.

Yan Zhendong looked serious as he led the remaining guards to fight back with all their might. Facing the crazy enemy, even he was accidentally stabbed by the sword. Fortunately, he was proficient in iron vest and only suffered minor skin injuries.

Li Hu glanced at the four people calmly and said calmly: "You are too kind. The boss said that when facing the enemy, you must do everything you can without implicating innocent people. Besides, you four brothers of the Guangping Qi family are not good people, so you are not qualified to say this."

After saying this, he said no more, led the secret guards behind him, and came to Yan Zhendong and others to resist the attacks from the enemies around them.

Wang Yi glanced at the battle situation and confirmed that Yan Zhendong and the others could hold on. Then he slowly walked to the four of them, tightened his spear pointed at the ground, and said calmly: "Tai Chi Wang Yi, please give me some advice."

Qi Yuan straightened his back and looked calm. Now that his spine was injured, he could no longer integrate the strength of his whole body. He was now a useless man and had lost the strength to fight again.

Knowing that he was doomed, he did not put up any more futile resistance, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "At this point, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to survive. No matter how much we struggle, it will be in vain. There is no need to embarrass the Grandmaster for nothing."

He said with emotion: "Hunyuan Posture, Qi and Blood Pills, ancient pill recipes, methods that can help people quickly become Ming Jin, and the Limin Commercial Bank that lays golden eggs. It's too tempting... I couldn't resist the temptation after all... It's no one's fault, let's do it." After saying this, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and prepared to die calmly.

"Tsk... this rumor is getting more and more outrageous!" Wang Yi clicked his tongue and suddenly felt amused. This is how rumors in the martial arts world are. The more they spread, the more mysterious they become.

"Heh... is that outrageous? How many people in history can be a seventeen-year-old Dark Force master? Once this news comes out, even the most outrageous rumors will come true."

Qi Yuan smiled coldly, winked at the two people beside him, then swung the long sword in his hand without any warning and launched a sneak attack with all his strength. He was not able to face death calmly, and had to struggle anyway.

The other two had the same idea, so the three of them launched a full-strength attack on Wang Yi almost at the same time.

Wang Yi sneered. The three people's reactions did not exceed his expectations. His spine twisted like a dragon, and all the strength in his body gathered in his right arm. A sharp whistling sound exploded in the night sky. The long spear tore through the air in front of him and smashed towards the three people with great force. The three people suddenly felt the terrifying wind pressure coming towards them, and their faces trembled. The fighting spirit that had just risen disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The silver gun barrel bent into a huge arc, carrying an extremely terrifying force, and collided with the weapons of the three people.

Brilliant sparks burst out, and with a crackling sound, the weapons of the four people broke into several sections at the same time. Qi Yuan and the other two widened their eyes in disbelief, spurted blood and flew backwards, landing heavily on an open space in the distance, unable to get up for a long time.

Wang Yi slowly exhaled to ease the numbness in his right arm, and holding the remaining half of the gun, he came to Wang Yuan and said calmly, "Have a safe trip."

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his right arm and pierced the man's chest with one blow. He released the gun, flashed in front of Qi Yuan and the other two, and spurted out a thread of dark energy from his toes, tapping the chests of the three men in turn.

He glanced at the four men who died with their eyes open, turned around and came to Yan Zhendong and others, and together with them, strangled the remaining enemies.

The night wind blows gently, the moon sets in the west, and the noisy night gradually quiets down.

In front of the post station, the ground was covered with corpses and broken limbs could be seen everywhere. The originally dry land was now muddy and stained with bright red blood, and the strong smell of blood lingered for a long time.

The inn was brightly lit as countless torches were lit.

Wang Yi sat behind the counter, closing his eyes and resting quietly. In the lobby in front of him, Yan Zhendong and others were busy working.

At this moment, their expressions were extremely solemn. They carefully moved the bodies of the dead merchant guards from the pile of corpses outside to the table inside the post station.

Yan Zhendong walked slowly to the counter and reported in a deep voice: "Sir, fourteen people died, eight were seriously injured, and the rest had varying degrees of injuries. However, they will recover in a few days with the nourishment of Qi and Blood Pills."

Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and ordered in a deep voice: "Send someone to inform Zhang Lao, and ask him to bring some backup forces, and by the way, send the bodies of the brothers back to Foshan, so that they can rest in peace. Feed the seriously injured people with Qi and Blood Pills immediately, and I will treat them personally later. Also, take people to bury the bodies outside to avoid the breeding of unnecessary epidemics."

Yan Zhendong nodded, turned around and came to the three people behind the door, gave them a few brief instructions, and then took the others outside to clean up the battlefield.

Li Hu came to the counter with a serious expression and whispered, "Boss, the four Qi brothers are in charge of the Guangping branch of the Qing Gang. This time, they have destroyed the entire branch of the Qing Gang, which means they have a grudge against the Qing Gang. I'm afraid this matter won't end so easily."

He used to be with his uncle and had dealt with these underworld forces a lot. The Qing Gang was in charge of the water transport, and if it weren't for the lack of morale within the gang, its overall strength would probably be able to match half of the Hongmen.

Wang Yi lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It's fine if the Qing Gang doesn't come to cause trouble. If they can't get over it, we can destroy them when we have time."

He did not take these gang forces seriously. The only thing that really mattered to him was the Qing Dynasty, which now seemed to be on the decline.

Li Hu was shocked, took a deep breath, and continued, "Boss, let my uncle come forward to deal with this matter. It's better to suppress this matter, otherwise it will have a significant impact on the business of Limin Commercial Bank. After all, canal transportation is the preferred mode of transportation for large-scale business."

"Well, if nothing can be done, just go to their headquarters and kill all those who are disobedient." Wang Yi nodded lightly and closed his eyes to rest again.

Li Hu bowed slightly, turned around and waved to the secret guards around him, and took them outside to help Yan Zhendong and others clean up the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)