A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

"Hehehe..."

Feng Yuxiu stood against the wall with a look of disgust, staring at Shang En on the bed.

He didn't even interrogate him; he just presented the competition, and the guy was so scared that he both pooped and peed.

Incontinence is normal, but then this thing started emitting white smoke, and my whole body started shaking uncontrollably.

If Feng Yuxiu had continued the torture, this thing would have been scared to death.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone so afraid of death; this black man was purely afraid of death, extremely afraid of death.

"Speak up, don't shout anything, or I'll skin you alive and use your skin as a bed sheet."

Feng Yuxiu checked the time; the effects of the medicine had almost worn off. Shang En chuckled.

"I'll tell you whatever you want, just leave me my life, and I'll ask you if I have any grudge against you."

"Do you want money or something else? As long as I can live, I'll agree to anything. I promise I won't retaliate later."

Sean was terrified and blurted out all his conditions at once.

"So, who gave you permission to arrest me? You know what I'm talking about. If you utter another word of nonsense, you know what the consequences will be."

Sean paused, "I understand, it's Bruce... Bruce..."

"The woman you killed was Bruce's daughter."

"Place."

“Washington…”

Upon hearing the detailed address, Feng Yuxiu smiled, then stood up, walked to the table, and took out a dagger.

“You promised you wouldn’t kill me, but if you kill me… Bruce will definitely run away if you kill me. Let me stay here, don’t let me die… If I die, you won’t be able to find Bruce… Bruce wants my performance report tomorrow…”

"If you miss this chance, Bruce will move on! You'll be entangled in this for the rest of your life..."

Feng Yuxiu paused, then nodded. "What you said makes a lot of sense, but why should I believe you wouldn't tip someone off?"

“I want to kill Bruce too! I won’t meet my targets this year, and I’ll be punished… If I kill Bruce, all of this business will be mine.”

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes. If he killed Sean Bruce and he really escaped, he would never have another chance to know what this person looked like.

To date, this Bruce remains a mystery.

There is only a name, and no other information.

But leaving Shang En behind... Feng Yuxiu is not a soft-hearted person.

He glanced at you and smiled. "I won't kill you, but..."

Sean's smile froze abruptly, his voice trembling, "But what?"

"But I have to give you a warning, otherwise you won't listen."

Feng Yuxiu suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed Shang En in the crotch.

With a sudden slash, his right foot delivered a diagonal kick that shattered Sean's jaw before he could even scream.

He then slammed his elbow down, severing Sean's vocal cords.

"The last eunuch of the new era, how wonderful... I hope you can like men in the future. I heard that the big black men are all very strong, you should experience that."

Seeing that Sean was still struggling, Feng Yuxiu kicked him in the chin, knocking him unconscious.

After doing all this, Feng Yuxiu stood by the window and looked out at the park.

In the quiet of the night, the girls' screams and pleas for mercy echoed endlessly.

Feng Yuxiu stared for a long, long time before climbing out the window and sliding down the drainpipe.

He ignored the ongoing screams from the park, finding them rather noisy.

After leaving the park, Wang Yadong was extremely nervous. He carefully looked around and realized that Feng Yuxiu had not been chased out, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He had convinced himself and prepared himself mentally. If Feng Yuxiu was hunted down, he, as the machine gunner, had to hold off the pursuers here at all costs.

On the hilltop, Yuan Lang nodded. "Withdraw."

The group quickly disappeared into the night.

-

early morning.

No matter how the person in charge of the park knocked on the door, Sean didn't respond.

But Sean was an eccentric person, so they didn't dare knock on the door too often.

By evening, the group could no longer contain themselves and forced the door open with a key.

Upon entering, I saw Sean lying unconscious on the bed. His genitals had been sealed by Xiu, and he was bleeding heavily and was on the verge of death.

The person in charge was terrified and took Sean to the hospital. After a week of treatment, Sean barely survived.

When he woke up, he didn't go crazy or panic; instead, he calmly closed his eyes.

This matter must not be revealed to anyone; he now desperately hopes that person will kill Bruce.

They were able to sneak into the park undetected and know exactly when he got off the plane and when he arrived at the park, even when the park's surveillance system was completely disabled.

How could such an entity exist as a single organization?

It's important to know that apart from entities at the national level, no one else could possibly know his whereabouts.

The other side managed to sneak into the room the very night he got off the plane.

Even a fool could guess that the power behind this is something he can't afford to offend.

Therefore, let's pretend this never happened.

"That person was no ordinary soldier. How could a soldier command such a powerful being to come specifically to kill me..."

“Bruce, you’ve offended someone really serious… Fuck.”

Sean closed his eyes and fell asleep under the influence of the drug.

His penis was cut off, and at first he needed a lot of sedatives to fall asleep every day.

Otherwise, the excruciating pain would make him wish he were dead.

-

During that week, Yuan Lang and his group had already arrived in Washington, D.C.

Wang Yadong became the purchasing agent for the Washington Tangrenjia Restaurant.

Yuan Lang became a porter in the suburbs.

Wu Zhe then went to university as an international student.

Qi Huan and Cheng Cai entered a Chinese-owned factory.

Feng Yuxiu was terrible at pretending, so he naturally became a sly one.

He was an illegal immigrant who spent his days sleeping in the sewers and slums.

During that week, he met two homeless men.

One is Pierre, who went bankrupt, and the other is Jill, who was caught stealing marijuana.

"Brother, you're not the first Chinese person to end up so miserable, I know. In America, the people you should be most wary of are your own kind. You got ripped off by the Chinese, didn't you? Otherwise, why would Chinatown come here to be maggots with us?"

This is what Pierre says every day to mock Feng Yuxiu.

The two were sunbathing against the corner of the wall. Someone had left a pile of trash cans in the distance, and flies had swarmed on it, creating a colorful honeycomb pattern.

What Feng Yuxiu learned every day was to line up for free food. Perhaps Americans don't want someone to become a public nuisance.

No one in Group A was allowed to communicate horizontally, but all five of them would take turns loitering outside a certain building in Washington.

Today happens to be Feng Yuxiu's turn.

Bruce's address is in the building.

The entire building belongs to Bruce.

But after a week, they still hadn't received any information from Bruce.

Feng Yuxiu didn't know why Yuan Lang didn't use his information channels, but he didn't ask any further questions.

The group split up, looking just like real Chinese laborers stranded in Washington.

Wang Yadong didn't need to go to the building to look for information about Bruce; his task was simply to do his own job.

He must not have any contact with the five people, and he doesn't need to actively complete this mission. The U.S. federal agents are not to be underestimated; as long as they don't involve the government, it will be difficult for them to discover their purpose.

"Fuck, fuck..."

As the two were talking, Jill rushed over from the street corner looking flustered, muttering "fuck fuck."

Pierre, smoking a cigarette he'd somehow gotten his hands on, laughed heartily, "Hey bro."

"God, do you know what I did? I just robbed a convenience store. I'm going to have a good time for a while. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Jill huddled in the corner, while Pierre, already experienced, plopped down on her, pressing his entire body against hers.

Before long, the police chasing behind sped past in their cars.

Shops in the US here have high-value insurance, so even if Jill robs something and doesn't get it back, the insurance company will cover it.

Feng Yuxiu was a complete vagrant. He lay on the ground, ignoring the urine and dried phlegm on the ground. He stood up, shook his sleeves, and said, "Brother, I'm going to see the scenery for a while. Leave me some food when you come back tonight."

After saying that, he hunched over and walked toward the center of Washington.

Along the way, both white and black people avoided Feng Yuxiu, who was covered in a foul odor.

But no one gave them a second glance; here, the homeless were considered a third race.

It has become a distinctive feature of this place, so there are many people like Feng Yuxiu.

In the bustling downtown area, Feng Yuxiu strolled slowly along the wall, his gaze occasionally falling on the buildings next to him.

Several tall, burly black men were standing at the entrance of the building.

He didn't know what Bruce looked like, but if he kept at it, he would eventually find out.

If he finds out what Bruce looks like, this guy is doomed.

No one is more suited for assassination than him; the assassination of a martial arts master is the most terrifying.

Feng Yuxiu had been huddled in a corner since morning until the afternoon. As the setting sun turned the city golden, it seemed that there had been no progress for the day.

He didn't know how long this would continue, or why Yuan Lang couldn't use official channels.

If official channels get involved, wouldn't it be easy to create a portrait of Bruce?
However, since Yuan Lang's plan is here, he absolutely believes it.

From Rwanda onwards, Yuan Lang's every command has proven his talent.

The entire Old A team set off; the quality of this team is astounding.

Looking at the white-clad crowd in the distance, Feng Yuxiu sighed and didn't ask how Wu Liuyi was doing.

His leg must be completely healed by now; he should still be in Old A.

He has fulfilled his dream, but Wu Liu is not ruthless.

Like Shi Jin, he was stubborn but soft-hearted, and carrying out such a mission was too dangerous for him.

The team that Yuan Lang brought is composed of individuals who are all capable of working independently.

They absolutely cannot be sentimental, especially Cheng Cai...

Only then did Feng Yuxiu see Cheng Cai's eyes again, eyes filled with resolute determination.

Cheng Cai has matured a lot now and is no longer as indecisive and hesitant as he used to be.

His current achievements are something to be proud of.

Feng Yuxiu stretched, sniffed his stinking body, and stood up to leave.

Everyone in the group took turns, but they still couldn't find any trace of Bruce.

Feng Yuxiu strolled leisurely past the building entrance.

Suddenly, a luxury car drove up from the west. Feng Yuxiu instinctively moved aside, only to find that the car stopped right next to him.

"Get out of here, get out of here, fuck."

Several black bodyguards at the door rushed up and shoved Feng Yuxiu to the ground.

After the car door opened, a young man in his thirties got out.

"Young Master Bruce, you've arrived..."

Feng Yuxiu's body, which was lying on the ground, suddenly stiffened.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the man named Bruce.

Fair skin, golden curly hair, blue glass eyes, and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

He is about 1.85 meters tall and on the thin side.

well.

Bruce has appeared!

However, Feng Yuxiu did not make a decision. This Bruce looked to be in his early thirties, while the woman he killed on the Crescent Island submarine was at least in her early twenties.

Since she is Bruce's daughter, then this Bruce in front of her... must be her brother.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I know Bruce, I can find his home.

Once we find a home, we can take them all at once.

At that point, it won't matter who's who, we can all die together, it'll just be a few more cuts.

Hopefully they have vegetables and cooked food at home. This damn American place, Feng Yuxiu hasn't had a decent meal in over a week.

Of all these people, Wang Yadong was the one who ate the best.

He worked directly in a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown and ate Chinese food directly from China.

So, Feng Yuxiu got up, lowered his head, walked to the other side, and then squatted in the corner with his eyes closed, waiting.

Bruce will leave sooner or later; that will be the time of his death.

However, he couldn't kidnap the heir of such a business tycoon in the city; he had to wait until Bruce left the city.

Alternatively, you could follow him directly to his home before taking any action.

Feng Yuxiu waited until 3 a.m. before Bruce finally came out of the building.

A Maybach was already waiting at the door. After getting in, I paused briefly and drove away.

Feng Yuxiu slowly stood up, shook off the trash on his body, took a deep breath, walked into the alley next to him, and after completely disappearing from sight, he began to run wildly along the next path.

The United States doesn't have cameras everywhere, and of course, China doesn't either, even now.

Feng Yuxiu sped after Bruce's car.

As the car sped up, Feng Yuxiu's expression grew increasingly grave.

Because Bruce's speed had already reached its limit, even if Feng Yuxiu was going faster, he couldn't withstand the long-term high-speed driving.

If this continues, his heart will burst due to excessive blood flow.

"Damn it, I'm not going to let you get away from me tonight."

Feng Yuxiu suddenly looked up at the sky.

The night is beautiful tonight, but dark clouds have obscured the moon.

The ultimate killing move of the Monkey Strike Technique—Night Monkey.

He still cannot use the Night Ape, but he can force his way in.

Once he steps inside, he won't have the same good luck as last time, where he simply lost his memory and ended up in Wangdu Village.

He will die 100%.

Human organs cannot withstand a second major, extreme damage.

But there was no time left; he was about to lose track of the car's top speed.

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath.

boom!
He suddenly stopped slowly and turned to look into the distance.

Bruce's car was going too fast and crashed squarely into a car that was parked on the side of the road waiting for the green light.

The red car was hit and slid dozens of meters.

Meanwhile, the hood of Bruce's luxury car behind them was also lifted, and white smoke billowed out.

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes, flicked his wrists, and pulled out two daggers before rushing forward.

Now is the best opportunity. (End of Chapter)