Chapter 311 Guo Jing Wants to Be the Emperor?

Wu Gong walked out of the courtyard and looked at the Confucian scholars who were leaving.

For some reason, he suddenly felt familiar, as if he had seen these Confucian scholars before.

No, he was sure that he had never seen these people before.

So why do I feel familiar?

After Wu Gong narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, he suddenly realized that he had never seen these people, but he could feel the aura emanating from these people. That aura was exactly what he had just seen. The momentum I had when I came to this world was that I was full of curiosity about this ancient world.

Especially the pace of those people!

Wu Gong stared at those people a few more times, but found that those people had disappeared without a trace.

He shook his head and temporarily eliminated all the random thoughts from his mind.

Wu Gong returned to the courtyard and walked into the back room.

The poisonous hand medicine king was already sitting there like a normal person, drinking tea.

But his face still didn't look good.

Wu Gong just gave him simple treatment and did not help him repair other wounds on his body. This old guy had severe internal bleeding just now, so how could he look good?

"Old guy, what happened?"

The Poison Hand Medicine King waved his hand and said, "I won't tell you this matter. They will never let me go to save you from dragging you into more trouble. I will leave tonight."

"Okay, don't be pretentious here. You've already entered my yard. If you don't tell me, they will think you told me. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. If you don't have anything to say, I will throw you out now and let you die. Suicide has nothing to do with me.”

The old guy stopped pretending and told everything that had just happened.

He actually didn't listen to everything.

In fact, it's hard to hear anything in that situation.

After all, he was afraid of being discovered by others, so he only heard a few words.

However, these few words are enough.

People in the room gasped.

This kind of thing is really appalling.

Especially the protagonist of this incident is the famous Guo Jing and Guo Daxia.

This is even more unacceptable.

In the world of martial arts, who doesn't know that the famous Guo Jing and Guo Daxia are a big shot with a lot of righteousness?

If it is said that others have thoughts of rebellion, people in the world may think it is true.

After all, who on earth can resist being an emperor?

Therefore, Li Mochou and the others felt incredible after hearing this incident.

In fact, when the old guy Poison Hand Medicine King was talking about this matter. He also found it incredible. If he hadn't heard the relevant things with his own ears, he would never have believed what he said. This person belonged to Guo Jing.

However, now that it has been confirmed, he has nothing to doubt.

After all, everyone can clearly see what just happened.

Wu Gong took a sip of tea and said: "In this world, everyone has their own dream of being an emperor. It is very normal for successful and defeated kings to want to be emperor. But there is one thing I don't understand. Guo Jing If he really wanted to be the emperor, he would definitely have a place in the Mongolian camp. Even, based on some things I know, he might be able to become the Khan of Mongolia, but he did not do so in the end.

Why do you still want to be the emperor after so many years? "Wu Gong was a little confused - to be honest, he had such an idea when he just heard about this matter.

At that time, relying on Guo Jing's reputation, he could become a Mongol Khan who fought in the world.

He had clearly given up in the end and wanted to live a life like a paradise with Huang Rong. Why did his temperament suddenly change now?

Was something irritating him?

Those guys dressed as Confucian scholars suddenly appeared in Wu Gong's mind.

Being sensitive, he noticed that this matter might have something to do with those guys dressed as Confucian scholars.

After thinking for a moment.

Wu Gong stopped thinking about this matter.

He didn't want to be an emperor anyway.

As a person from modern times.

He deeply knows that being rich and powerful is more comfortable than being an emperor.

In this world, strength is obviously more important.

Be an emperor—Only fools become emperors.

Wu Gong glanced at the women beside him.

The emperor's harem may not necessarily have these beauties around him.

Thinking of this, he said: "Okay, okay, let's stop this matter!

Whether Guo Jing wants to be emperor or not has nothing to do with me.

If you have time to think about it, then you are really a bad old guy with a bad mind. This matter is over here, so don't spread it everywhere. Anyway, we don’t dream of being an emperor, right? "

The Poison Hand Medicine King rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? Would I spread such gossip? Are you kidding me? But, to be honest, if it's Guo Jing, it's not unacceptable. Guo Jing This guy has great ambitions and is very kind. If he becomes the emperor, he might become a benevolent king. "

Wu Gong scratched his head, "I told you not to think too much, it has nothing to do with us. Okay, stop thinking too much, old man, if that's the case, when are you going to leave Xiangyang?"

Poison Hand Medicine King stroked his beard, "I suddenly don't feel so anxious, let's stay here for a while. It won't be too late to leave after the world's first martial arts conference is over. By the way, please clean up a room for me here! I still feel a little uncomfortable, how about you help me treat it?"

Wu Gong rolled his eyes.

This old guy, is he afraid of death?

However, this is a very normal thing.

After all, he just came down from the line of life and death.

This old guy is afraid that if he leaves Xiangyang City rashly now, he might be killed as an insider.

"It's up to you. But you can't live in my yard. You can live in the yard next door. If you have any problems, just yell loudly and I will come over. Of course, you'd better yell louder because it's more lively here at night."

After this, Li Mochou's people rolled their eyes.

The old man, the Poison Hand Medicine King, smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, then I'll go move things now."

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Life became free all of a sudden.

Especially after Guo Jing's men began to take charge of matters related to Xiangyang City.

Wu Gong became a complete idler.

Every day, apart from running to Huang Rong, he was dragged by Li Mochou.

Li Mochou seemed to have noticed something and had been talking about wanting a child recently.

Wu Gong looked at her pitiful appearance and didn't say much.

He could only satisfy her.

But what he didn't expect was that in addition to her, other women also came to join in the fun.

This made Wu Gong very worried.

Every time, he would not be able to fall asleep until the second half of the night.

However, something was obviously wrong today.

That is, he had just laid down for a short while.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house.

Li Mochou opened her eyes in an instant.

After a while, Su Quan also seemed to have heard something and opened her eyes in a daze.

Only Wang Yuyan turned over belatedly.

But there was no other movement.

Wu Gong slowly released Wang Yuyan from his arms, put her in the depths of the bed, covered her with a quilt, and made a gesture to Su Quan and Li Mochou.

The three of them got off the bed.

"You two don't move here, leave it to me!" After Wu Gong made a gesture that you two should stay here peacefully, he quickly slid towards the door. Yes, he slid over, and it was as if his feet were greased. The whole person moved his calves slightly and rushed to the door not far away.

Standing at the door, I don't know if it was a coincidence or something else.

A bamboo tube as thick as a chopstick quickly inserted through the crack of the door.

Then, white smoke was about to pour in.

Wu Gong sneered, stretched out his finger and flicked it upwards.

The next second, there was a loud noise.

The bamboo tube was immediately shattered. Then, the centipede punched the door, only. There was a tremor of dong, and the door was directly penetrated. And all the doors around fell off.

Wu Gong only felt that his palm seemed to touch something soft, and then the whole thing was completely pierced in the next second.

If I guessed correctly, it seemed that I had penetrated a person.

He quickly retracted his fist, and blood and internal organs flowed down from the top of his fist.

Wu Gong narrowed his eyes and wanted to watch outside the house.

But before he could see everything outside clearly, several palms with powerful energy quickly slapped Wu Gong's head. The momentum was like a rainbow, as if the sky was about to fall, and there was a deafening roar.

Wu Gong took a step back as if facing a great enemy.

However, he quickly took a step forward and swung his rapidly expanding palms forward.

One palm quickly collided with four or five palms.

The powerful energy rippled outward from the intersection of the palms.

The whole house began to shake violently.

Wu Gong only felt a stream of powerful energy penetrating into his body, flowing through his body and limbs, and his internal organs and bones seemed to have been hit by something.

Drops of scarlet blood quickly dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Wu Gong was about to burst. But it didn't. Pan Zhang's whole body was flashing with green light, and one arm after another quickly grew out from his arm, ribs and other places, and he fought back against the people in front of him.

Although, when he waved his palms, he did not carry the majestic true energy fluctuations.

But the majestic force was obviously not to be ignored.

Those guys who waved their palms dodged immediately.

But their dodging speed was not enough to avoid such a close-range attack.

All of them were slapped away immediately.

Wu Gong retracted his palm.

He took two steps back.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

He gave up his concentration for a moment.

Only then did he see clearly that there were seven or eight Confucian scholars standing outside whom he had met before.

These guys actually wanted to sneak attack him in the middle of the night.

They really thought he was a soft persimmon.

The Poison Hand Medicine King heard the noise coming from the yard here. The old guy didn't think twice and directly climbed over the wall. As soon as he landed, he saw this scene. The old guy was very cunning.

Seeing that the other party was outnumbered, he simply shouted loudly.

Several people wanted to go up again.

They looked at each other, but finally turned around and ran.

They disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Wu Gong narrowed his eyes. How could he let these guys go?

He immediately strode after them.

The Poison Hand Medicine King was about to stop them, but suddenly saw a flash of fire in the hand of the person running at the back. The next second, a hidden weapon rushed towards his head at a speed that he couldn't even detect the flight trajectory.

The Left-Hand Medicine King couldn't dodge in time and could only turn his head with force.

He let the hidden weapon pass through his forehead.

The piercing pain immediately appeared in the heart of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

He covered his head and fell to the ground with a bang.

Wu Gong narrowed his eyes and saw the muzzle of the gun turned towards him.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with you guys." Wu Gong smiled and ignored the bullets rushing towards him. He just waved his arm to block in front of himself.

The bullet successfully penetrated the skin of his arm.

But there was no way to cause any substantial damage to Wu Gong.

But in the next second, another gunshot was heard in the distance. This time the caliber was obviously much larger and there was no silencer installed. At the same time, a dazzling white light flashed on the bullet, as if it had been soaked in holy water from some churches in the legend.

Wu Gong immediately felt a burning pain spreading all over his body.

Gunshots continued in the distance.

Wu Gong could only helplessly give up the pursuit temporarily and watched these people leave.

He stopped where he was and let the blood flow out of his body.

As Wu Gong's muscles moved, bullets were squeezed out of his muscles one after another and flew into the air.

Wu Gong reached out and caught a bullet.

The bullet head had been deformed due to the collision with the hard muscles.

However, the casting process on it still showed that this kind of bullet could not be created in this era. It could only be made with a complete set of machine tools.

He walked to the side of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

Wu Gong waved his hand to release a green light to let him recover, and then said: "Let's go, follow me to catch the thief!" (End of this chapter)