Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Lin Ji left the stronghold alone.

The night breeze in August is less hot and humid, and more like the dryness of an autumn moon.

In the backyard of the welcoming building.

The oil lamp's flame remained dim.

The only difference was that the tone of voice used when speaking inside the room was a few decibels higher.

"Old Lin? What are you doing here?"

Wang Erniang raised her voice loudly, her voice filled with doubt.

"Keep your voice down." Although Zhang the butcher was puzzled, he first reached out and pulled Wang Erniang.

"Haha, let me tell you about this." Zhao Qiaosheng already knew the identities and backgrounds of Zhang the butcher and the others, so he stood up and recounted all of Lin Ji's recent affairs.

"What? You old man? You managed to break into a Western consulate? And even killed a foreigner?" Wang Erniang was surprised, but she still looked down on Lin Ji with the same disdain in her eyes.

Lin Ji did not explain.

Butcher Zhang grew impatient, grabbed Wang Erniang's arm, and hissed, "Shut up."

The others were clearly used to the couple's constant arguing, and no one paid them any attention.

"Uncle Lin, what's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhao Qiaosheng cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Ji.

"Two things!" Lin Ji got straight to the point, his gaze sweeping over the members of the Tongmenghui. "There are two things this old man hopes you can help with."

"First. Besides the Governor's Mansion and Great Britain, two other forces have come to the city. One of them is a Japanese man. I have never met him in person, but I have seen his abilities. He can remotely control Japanese assassins."

Lin Ji paused, his fingertips tracing the landscape pattern on the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear:

"Secondly, Li Shuwen, the northern hero among the two heroes, came to Jiangcheng. I exchanged three blows with him."

"Li Shuwen?" Zhao Qiaosheng's pupils widened in shock: "He's a master of the Transcendent Realm!"

The people inside the room made low murmurs.

Everyone was shocked by the information Lin Ji brought.

Ignoring the crowd's surprise, Lin Ji continued:

"Secondly, in addition to the four major Zhang families, we have united various martial arts schools in the city and established connections with the Hongmen."

Lin Ji didn't repeat Su Wanqing's original words, but instead embellished the story, changing "will play matchmaker" to "has played matchmaker".

It's just a difference of one word.

The meanings vary greatly.

"What? The Hongmen?" someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise. "Aren't they supposed to avoid trouble?"

"Yeah, what impact will getting in touch have on us?"

……

Zhao Qiaosheng raised his hand to quell the commotion, and then spoke first:

"Uncle Lin, just tell us, what do you need us to do?"

"I want the Tongmenghui to release these two matters overnight, so that the whole city will know."

"You intend to use these experts to keep these various factions in the city in check and balance each other?" Zhao Qiaoke, as expected of the leader of the Alliance, immediately understood Lin Ji's meaning.

"Yes." Lin Ji nodded: "Only when the waters of Jiangcheng are murky can we fish in troubled waters."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Zhao Qiaosheng patted his chest and agreed in front of everyone.

After exchanging a few more words about the specific details, Lin Ji left the small house.

"Brother Zhao, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but do you think it's necessary to make all the brothers in the gang risk their lives for an old man?"

Seeing that the old man who was once so frail and aged could now have the Tongmenghui grant his requests and do things for him, Wang Erniang felt extremely resentful.

"Sister Wang, be careful what you say." Zhao Qiaosheng ignored Wang Erniang and went straight back to the table to start planning the next steps with everyone.

Lin Ji took advantage of the moonlight.

They plunged straight into the south of the city.

He wanted to meet these two people from the provincial capital in person.

When Lin Ji entered the southern concession of the city, he had already changed his clothes.

At this moment, Lin Ji was dressed in a rough gray cloth outfit, wearing black cloth trousers and cloth shoes with multiple layers of soles.

He used what he had learned in the opera troupe to dress himself up as a burly and strong man.

When he unleashed the power of the Six Harmonies Spear again, a powerful and domineering aura naturally emanated from him.

From a distance, he looked much the same as Li Shuwen during the day.

Inside the concession.

It's becoming increasingly difficult to see the original inhabitants.

There were very few Chinese faces. Most of them were dressed very elegantly and had a slightly Western air about them.

Brother Zhao is quite efficient.

Within three days, the people in the concession were resettled.

"Beep beep!"

A soft horn sounded.

It rang in Lin Ji's ears.

In the distance, a three-wheeled motorcycle drove by, followed by a group of Japanese soldiers.

Lin Ji hid in the corner and waited until the sound of the Japanese man's leather boots hitting the ground completely faded away before he crawled out.

This area is not part of the territory where Britain and Japan exchanged goods.

Taking advantage of Zack's death and the fact that Great Britain was leaderless, Jingmei reached out to the South City Concession.

Lin Ji speculated in his mind, feeling that this was highly likely.

If that's the case, he'll have another bargaining chip in his hand.

He walked along the shadows of the street deeper into the concession, all the way to the vicinity of the British Consulate.

He looked from afar.

Two Buick sedans were parked in front of the bright red lacquered gate of the British Consulate.

Chen Tianze was running around busily, constantly bowing and scraping to the two men, showing no trace of the demeanor of a military governor.

Two people got out of the car.

He was dressed in a light green military uniform, with only a few strands of graying blond hair on his head, and his body was so fat it was unrecognizable.

As he got out of the car, the car body bounced up three-tenths of an inch.

The other was a middle-aged man dressed in a Zhongshan suit, holding a top hat. He bowed deeply to the fat man and, led by Chen Tianze, entered the consulate compound.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

Following the same route as before, Lin Jicai quietly slipped into the courtyard and made his way to the vicinity of the consulate building.

There are more guards in the compound.

It's three times more than last time.

Several men in black vests and tight-fitting clothes appeared downstairs, and they seemed to be quite capable.

just.

Under the cover of night, just as they were patrolling and their blind spots were exposed.

Lin Ji's imposing figure appeared beneath the small building.

"who!"

"who--"

next moment.

The guards spotted Lin Ji.

The shouts alerted the entire consulate compound, and numerous patrol personnel rushed over.

Lin Ji flicked his wrist, and the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear was in his hand. He lowered his body and roared:

"I am Li Shuwen from Tianjin, and I would like to come to the British Consulate to learn some lessons."

Lin Ji's violent aura suddenly solidified, all his energy condensing into the spear in his hand. The spear suddenly gleamed, exuding domineering power, like a lonely moon drawing a huge arc in the sky.

"boom!"

The arc-shaped force descended.

The heavy gun shattered the ground, and debris was torn apart by the explosive force.

The surrounding trees and flowers were uprooted by the strong wind and crashed into the oncoming patrol team.

The true power concentrated in Lin Ji's spear only began to be unleashed the moment it landed.

The cracks in the ground continued to move forward along the direction the gun tip pointed, grinding their way towards the consulate building.

"Snap!"

The wooden structure of the consulate building emitted a series of cracking sounds as wood snapped.

The sounds grew louder and louder, and there were more and more of them.

"boom!"

Wooden stakes fell from the upper floor, and beams drooped down one after another.

Finally, the small building could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed with a crash!