Start from breaking the limits of the human body

When Wu Dao left the Red Fire Mine.

In Qingyuan County, an important place in Guangqing Mansion hundreds of miles away, someone has already noticed him.

inner city.

The headquarters of the Four Seas Gang.

Covering a vast area, the hinterland of luxurious and solemn garden buildings.

clatter~

The koi are playing in the water, and the lotus leaves are green.

Meng Huaishan, the contemporary leader of the prestigious Four Seas Gang in Guangqing Prefecture, has white hair and a shawl, and his plain gray clothes cover his broad frame, old but not withered majestic physique.

The temples are gray and wrinkled.

With a warm smile on the vicissitudes of life after years of wind and frost erosion, he reached out and stroked the koi carp competing for food, like a kind old man who cared for his life, unconsciously making people close.

The premise is.

Ignore the bloody and violent scene behind it.

crackle!

The long whip pierced through the air, and the skin was ripped apart!

"No...I dare not...forgive me once...ah!"

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a constant sound of feeble screams.

on the stake.

A frail young man with disheveled hair and luxurious brocade clothes soaked in blood was being restrained, and he was being whipped by a black and thin old man.

"Little bastard, your uncle has to give us the Four Seas Gang face, otherwise he won't be able to be the county magistrate, you're better off..."

crackle!

Another whip.

The old man who is clearly dressed as a refined scholar has an extremely ruthless temperament. On his sinister face, the triangular eyes are fierce: "Dare to fight with us for food, and you will be ashamed if you eat the bear's heart and leopard!"

"No... I don't want it anymore... Changle Square... Changle Restaurant...all...give it to you...please let me go..."

The frail young man who was tortured to the brink of death, almost lost the strength to speak, begged for mercy with tears in his voice.

"Hey, that's right, those who know current affairs are the best!"

The shady old Confucian immediately beamed with joy, and took the initiative to untie the young man, and stretched out his hand to greet the servants beside him with a smirk:

"Hehe, tell the county magistrate to bring ten thousand taels to pick up the people. The old boy has been searching for people's fat and people's anointing a lot recently."

The youth like a blood gourd was dragged away, leaving a long mark on the ground.

The shady old man stretched his body, holding the bloody whip, and asked the servant beside him, "Who will be next?"

"Returning to my master, Chen Yuanwai from Jinxiu Cloth Village in Shangxian County has hard bones."

The servant replied flatteringly.

"Hard? Huh."

There was a flash of sarcasm in Sanjiao's eyes, and he was about to call to drag him up.

Click!

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of cracking floor tiles behind him, and the cold breath, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, surged like a tide, making his body stiff.

Drenched in cold sweat, he turned around trembling.

Meng Huaishan, who was originally kind and kind by the pool, was holding his chest at this moment, his face was ferocious like a ghost, the cold light in his eyes almost turned into a poisonous snake and jumped out.

The high-quality stone bricks with a radius of several feet below him became the first victim of his anger, shattered and collapsed into spider webs.

Everyone in the courtyard felt that the black clouds were overwhelming, and their hearts were pinched by a big hand, trembling, as if they were facing an abyss.

"Grandpa... what happened?"

Lu Yutao, the master of the Four Seas Gang, lost the prestige he had just now, his teeth chattered, and he asked tremblingly.

He has followed Meng Huaishan for 30 years, and witnessed with his own eyes that the Four Seas Gang has grown from a second- and third-rate to the overlord of a government. Meng Huaishan is always happy and angry, and has never seen him lose his composure.

call~

Meng Huaishan breathed a sigh of relief, restrained his frightening aura, and forced himself to calm down, but he still gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Go...go to the Liuxian Hall to see whose life lamp has gone out."

Liu Xiantang... the lamp of life...

Lu Yutao was taken aback. As the master of the Four Seas Gang, he was naturally aware of the dark side of the Four Seas Gang, and also knew what Liu Xiantang was for.

There is a big demon inside!

The Four Seas Gang has sprung up in recent years, masters have sprung up like mushrooms, and behind them is the shadow of the big monster.

If not.

The Four Seas Gang didn't dare to cover the sky with one hand in Guangqing Mansion, and they were unscrupulous. After all, the rule makers who rule the world are not ordinary people.

"yes!"

Lu Yutao didn't ask too much, bowed and bowed, and left quickly.

After a while.

With a pale face, Lu Yutao turned back to the courtyard, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and bowed, "Master, it's...it's the Fourth Young Master's life lamp that went out."

"..."

Silence, depression, dead silence!

The temperature in the entire courtyard seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees, turning into the twelfth lunar month of winter.

When Lu Yutao's back was soaked and his waist was about to be crushed by the terrifying momentum.

Meng Huaishan finally spoke, not as violent and mad as imagined, but as cold as ice: "Notify the third child Qingshan, tell him to hurry up and set off for the Red Fire Mine immediately, and find out who Shuang'er provoked before he got into trouble. Is the kind of thing exposed.

If you shouldn't mess with it, just pretend nothing happened.

If you are a rootless lunatic..."

Speaking of this, blood glistened in Meng Huaishan's eyes, and when he opened his red mouth, he spat out a small green snake that was a foot long.

The little snake is full of vigor and spirit, and has the same face as Meng Huaishan, which is extremely scary and weird.

"If you kill Shuang'er, you will leave the imprint of Liu Xian on your body. Within a mile, there must be a sense."

Meng Huaishan ordered in his mouth to hand over the little snake to Master Lu.

the end.

His expression changed, as if he remembered something again, and continued to order: "Since that person can kill Qingshuang, his cultivation must not be low. In order to prevent unexpected changes, Heihaitang can break the cocoon and five sharks, and Qingyun can choose to transfer one person to accompany him."

"Yes, yes, this subordinate will do it now."

Lu Yutao wrote it down carefully, straightened his waist, and said worriedly: "My lord, the people from the 'Jing Zhe' of the imperial court have been watching us very closely recently, probably because the matter of Liu Xian has been exposed.

If the five sharks are separated and transferred away, the hall masters from all over the world will not be able to rush to help immediately, in case they do something..."

"Oh, it's okay."

Meng Huaishan snorted and said with deep eyes: "Now Dali is in turmoil, the luck of humanity is declining, and the ghosts and monsters are breaking the ground.

Jing Zhe, the evil-suppressing knife forged by the Taizu, has gone through several generations of faint masters, and it is no longer as sharp as it used to be.

It is the limit to suppress those evil giants who have been suppressed for hundreds of years. It is impossible to spare much energy to manage trivial things like us. There are also two or three kittens, so there is nothing to fear.

Compared to them, I am more worried about that Nanyang King..."

"King of Nanyang?"

Lu Yutao looked startled, and continued, "How dare he?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Meng Huaishan's vicissitudes were a little more dignified: "Nowadays, the world is full of mourners, rotten and powerful, except for some foolish and stubborn people, the people's hearts have long been gone, and there are not many voices to protest against them when there is a real incident. Instead, they all respond.

The King of Nanyang understood this, and for a few months, he blatantly formed cliques in the nine prefectures of southern Xinjiang, and his staff lobbied everywhere.

Even those ancient hermit sects 'on the mountain' and the thousand-year-old families below the mountain have opened their mouths.

up to now.

I am afraid that there is only one piece of paper. "

"That's troublesome."

Lu Yutao looked worried: "Although the King of Nanyang is strong and domineering, he cares about the common people and is quite virtuous, and he dislikes evil and sneaky things the most.

If there is an incident with him, he will settle down first, and he will immediately liquidate the dogs and dogs in the southern border, and the situation of the Four Seas Gang will be..."

"That's why I'm worried, but..."

Meng Huaishan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the golden koi that were constantly jumping and playing in the pool, with a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes: "It took two generations of the Four Seas Gang to struggle for a hundred years to achieve their present glory. It is absolutely impossible for a lost dog to leave home!

If I really get to that point, I can only completely choose to be an enemy of others. "

make enemies...

Lu Yutao was startled, and subconsciously came up in his mind the statue of "Xianjia" enshrined in Liuxiantang with its bloody mouth wide open, and he couldn't help shivering.

The boss is planning to be completely inappropriate.

"Oh, right."

Just as Lu Yutao was about to leave, Meng Huaishan's calm voice with a little bit of ice slag sounded again: "Tell Qingshan, if you catch the murderer, you must stay and bring it back. I want to see who he is!"

"Don't worry, master, he will definitely let him live or die!"

Lu Yutao also gritted his teeth with hatred, nodded heavily, and quickly left the courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet again.

Meng Huaishan stared at the carp in the pond with his hands behind his back, the grief and indignation on his face just now that he lost his adopted son turned into coldness and ruthlessness: "Fifty demon species, tens of thousands of taels of medicinal materials are gone just like that... Not enough success, failure What a waste, what a waste!"

Something happened to Meng Qingshuang.

That means that the Chihuo Mine that it guards must also suffer disaster, but I don't know who did it.

Waking of Insects?

Or the White Whale Martial Arts Gym and the Fangcun Sword Gym, the other two major powers in Guangqing Mansion?

"Hey, you and I will get a 50-50 share. Don't forget about this. After half a month, if the share is not enough..."

A sinister and cold strange laughter suddenly sounded in his mind, interrupting Meng Huaishan's thoughts, and his heart was biting and cramping.

The fear in Meng Huaishan's eyes flashed away, his face was a little ugly, and he beckoned for a trusted guard: "How is the recruitment of refugees outside the city?"

The guard bowed and replied: "Back to the leader, according to your request, a hundred or so people are all young and strong, and they have been raised in half a month. They are clamoring to make contributions to my Four Seas Gang, and they can basically be planted."

"Well, tell the second child to keep an eye on it, I don't want what happened to the Red Fire Mine to happen again!"

"yes!"

...

Black Rock Desert.

In the afternoon, the clouds opened and the rain rested.

The heat wave is transpiring, and the scorching sun is baking this barren land again.

A gravel Gobi.

wow wow wow...

The vulture hovered at low altitude and smelled the strong smell of blood on the ground, but he was hesitant to descend.

above the ground.

In the distance, the wind and sand were billowing, and four turbaned men dressed in exotic clothes fled in terror on a Puma, as if some prehistoric beast was chasing after them.

Not far from the Gobi Desert.

The fishy smell mixed in the wind and sand was pungent, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, like a small meat grinder.

Boom!

The tiger's paw crushed the frightened and pleading human head with its big feet.

Wu Dao's burly bear-like body was covered in a blood-stained black robe, facing the wind and sand, he raised his eyes and looked around.

moment.

After identifying the direction.

He turned his head to look at the broken meat all over the floor, and then glanced at the black robe stained with blood and dirt, with a gloomy expression on his face.

After leaving the Red Fire Mine.

He ran all the way for nearly a hundred miles, the sun was scorching, his physical strength was burning to the limit, and he was almost ignited into a torch.

I wanted to take a rest on the spot.

Unexpectedly, I met a group of bandits wandering and howling, and they surrounded him without saying a word, screaming strangely.

After strenuous exercise all the way, he was already agitated, but a group of flies buzzed around him again, one can imagine his mood.

Normally.

Although Wu Dao advocates the natural law of the weak and the strong, the biggest difference between man and beast is self-control.

After all, he is a social and emotional creature with human nature, not a bloodthirsty beast with ignorant intelligence who can only kill under the control of instinct.

He also disdains to show his strength by killing the weak, because that is an expression of vanity and lack of self-confidence.

But the premise of all these principles is no enmity, no resentment, no profit, no benefit!

If this group of bandits were just passing by, Wu Dao wouldn't bother to take a second look even if someone was dragging behind them to play around.

pity.

They want a little excitement.

Then Wu Dao can only satisfy them.

"However, this broken land can also raise bandits?"

After the killing, Wu Dao's anger also vented in his heart, ignoring the escaped sand bandits, just looking at the flesh and blood fragments all over the ground, feeling a little baffled.

He rushed all the way through the Black Stone Desert, not to mention the villages along the way, and he didn't meet a few wild animals, it was a completely barren land.

Such an extremely harsh environment.

Grabbing sand for a living?

"kindness?"

When Wu Daozheng was wondering, a sharp and painful panting sound caught his attention amidst the pile of flesh and blood in the sand.

Any breath left?

That's easy.