"Actually, if you take the initiative to come to me and ask me to leave Shanghai without disturbing your eyes or hindering your important affairs, I will definitely agree.

However, if you want me to take the initiative to sacrifice myself to fulfill your great cause, that won’t work.”

Yang Lin's eyes were indifferent.

"Even Qinggang, I gave you such a big plate without even thinking about getting a cent of it. Why aren't you satisfied?"

Although there was no trace of blood on his body, Yang Lin's aura was fierce and cold after too many killings in one night.

Chen Zimei couldn't help but tremble as she met his eyes.

He knew in his heart that the other party had a strong intention to kill, so he didn't take any chances and said with a sad smile: "That's nice to say, I've seen a lot of lawless warriors like you.

He never cares about his family, country or the world, nor does he care about whether the common people can escape the sea of ​​suffering. He only cares about living his own life... If he fails to succeed, he will fail more than meets the eye.

I just hate that I kept the secret secret and allowed you to get the news first and be prepared."

To be honest, he thought that the Japanese bombardment failed because someone tipped him off, so that everyone in the Yang family had been prepared.

That's why I left one step ahead of schedule.

"Unrepentant."

Yang Lin snorted coldly, and if he was impatient to say anything more, he moved his body and gently pressed a finger on Chen Zimei's eyebrows.

Peng...

It hits forward with huge and sharp force.

A blood hole appeared on Chen Zimei's forehead, and blood spurted backwards, and her body slowly fell backwards.

There was still an angry look on his face.

Presumably, until the moment of death, he did not understand what he had done wrong and why the other party wanted to kill him.

He feels that he is public-minded, which can be reflected in the sun and the moon.

It's a pity that the world doesn't understand that everyone has selfish motives.

This ideal road is difficult and long...

Wang Xiaoqiao said nothing at the side. When he saw Yang Lin pointing his finger through Chen Zimei's head, like the most penetrating rifle bullet, he couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat.

"How far have you practiced? I feel that this method is no longer something that martial arts can do." After thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate to demonize Yang Lin like this, so he forced a smile and said: "Actually, Chen Zimei is still very useful. , at least, the southern family has a unique way of uniting businessmen from various countries. With him here, the chances of an uprising will be much greater."

"So it is said that people with different paths do not seek to conspire with each other. Sometimes, you should never convince anyone.

Just like you, you have your own mindset and principles that you adhere to, and so do I."

Yang Lin suddenly laughed: "Did you know? In fact, the success you think is not really success, it is just wishful thinking.

Let future generations comment on the merits and demerits... In the near future, there will always be someone who will find a new path, and that will truly save the country and the people.

It’s a pity that the night is long and dawn is still far away…”

"Actually, you can do it too."

"No, I can't do it. As the saying goes, times make heroes... the people are far from awakening. Even if someone shouts and screams, it will have no effect at all.

Only after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire and crawling out of hell, will the fire start the prairie fire."

Yang Linruo said with deep meaning, he seemed to think of certain people and certain things.

Only by living in this era can we truly understand.

How small is the power of an individual.

Even if his martial arts skills are unparalleled and he can assassinate anyone in the world, so what?

He can kill with blood flowing, he can occupy a place and become a local emperor.

However, no matter how strong he is, he cannot be stronger than the people's hearts.

Apart from making the world more chaotic, who else can be saved?

"There are some things that you don't understand now. Only after you experience them will you understand that if you are determined to kill the thief, you will not be able to recover.

I hope we won’t meet each other again, you are actually quite unlucky.”

When Yang Lin said this, he lost interest in the conversation and was about to leave.

Wang Xiaoqiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I thought you had the nerve to call me unlucky, but look at you, it has only been a few months since you traveled from Hangzhou to Shanghai, and you have already caused rivers of blood to flow, and you have offended most of the people in China.

No, it’s half the world.

Those foreigners were also afraid of him. Although they looked at him politely on the surface, deep down they must have regarded him as a thorn in their side.

You have to do this as a human being.

There is no one left.

This is the true lone star of evil, conquering heaven, earth, people, and self.

Fortunately, he is strong and can still bear it for the time being.

"Chen Donglin, do you want it at Chen Feiyan's place?"

There was a hint of coldness in Wang Xiaoqiao's eyes.

"No need, the two of them have served me for a while and are considered my disciples. They are both hot-blooded and good young people. This matter has nothing to do with them.

There is no need to involve too many people who have their faults and debts."

Yang Lin dropped these words and did not look back. He waved his hand and walked away.

Wang Xiaoqiao stood in the courtyard and did not move for a long time.

The leaves of the sycamore tree in front of the steps fluttered and fell on his shoulders.

"It turns out that it's autumn already."

…

When Yang Lin returned to his temporary residence, his family had already packed their bags, prepared meals, and were waiting quietly.

Seeing Yang Lin coming in, everyone cheered.

The little mushroom ran the fastest and plunged into Yang Lin's arms, calling the young master in a muffled voice.

Xianglian smiled softly at the side, and the worry in her eyes that was so thick that she couldn't get rid of it quietly dissipated at this moment.

The tears that filled my eyes began to disperse as soon as they were blown by the wind.

The little princess Marilyn, who was always heartless and cheerful, shouted: "Master, I'm just waiting for you to come back to start dinner. Today, Master made my favorite Kung Pao Chicken, and you won't let me start."

It’s so anxious to touch the knife and fork.”

Hearing Marilyn's anxious look, Liang Yingzhen laughed and said, "You are the most greedy. Isn't there any delicious food in Britain? Come on, I'll fill you up. I've prepared a big portion."

However, my dear grandson, you have to learn to use chopsticks. It looks very ungraceful to use a knife and a fork when eating."

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Just started to have dinner.

At this time, there was naturally no need to pay too much attention. Everyone was rushing to get on the boat, just grabbed some food and prepared to set off.

Halfway through, no one asked how the battle was going.

After Uncle Da had inquired about the news earlier, when he came back and talked about it, not to mention Yang Shoucheng and his wife, even Marilyn was almost frightened.

That's an army of two thousand people.

Originally, everyone was still worried that Yang Lin's life might be in danger if he intercepted from behind this time. At most, they thought that he would escape unhurt.

But I didn't expect that things were even stranger than imagined.

Not only was Yang Lin uninjured, but the Japanese soldiers were killed and their corpses littered the fields.

Later, I heard that he broke into the eight thousand elite Beiyang army barracks outside the city alone and threatened Fuyuan to unite Fangyuan. I couldn't help but sweat for him.

After hearing this kind of news too much, not only Yang Shoucheng and Liang Yingzhen have learned to accept it.

Even Uncle Da has become a bit talkative.

It's just like the second little mushroom.

"I knew that after the third young master knocked his head and had a fever for a few days, he must have had a huge adventure...

Maybe there is a god who transmits the Dharma in a dream, otherwise, how could he be so strong?"

When chatting with the nurse at home about the water, Uncle Da had an "I know it, I just won't tell" expression on his face, which made everyone feel itchy and confused.

However, this is actually just a small matter.

From the perspective of family members, there are many things that are unclear about Yang Lin's various changes.

But so what.

In this era, as long as you can stay alive, no one will have too much curiosity.
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