Chapter 197

"In order to deal with us, the Japanese pirates temporarily increased the money. They also imprisoned all their little beggars, leaving only two guards at random, and the others were already mobilized."

"I secretly ambushed this train and planned to do it at night."

If you put it this way, it is reasonable to think that the dozens of flower photographers on this train are all the flower photographers from the provincial capital.

These armed forces are in line with their strength.

No matter how big it is, it seems a bit exaggerated. This stall in the provincial capital cannot feed people like them. No matter how small it is, they can't cover this stall.

These flower-shooters can barely be called a gang of beggars.

This beggar gang has always been the largest gang in the world.

But despite his great reputation, there has never been a real leader of the Beggars Gang.

These flower-girls just have a tacit understanding secretly.

In the face of those well-known and decent people who want to step on their heads, want to deal with them, and destroy their business, they will follow the rules they made up and face the outside world with the same hatred and hatred.

If you offend people like them, it will really be difficult for you to move forward in the whole world, and you must always be on guard against someone plotting against you.

But if there is no external force, they are completely helpless internally.

We are reunited in various counties and provincial cities, and we must be wary of each other's neighbors trying to steal business.

Life is hard, and every bite of food must be snatched away. If you take one more bite, I will take one less. We have been enemies since ancient times, not to mention those like them who are heresy and exploit others.

How can there be so much unity, friendship, benevolence, justice and courtesy? They also have to fight each other's brains out.

Therefore, although the people who shoot flowers are numerous, they are powerful.

But they are all stragglers, and the world is in disarray.

This provincial capital should have so much power.

This time it was straightforward.

They wanted to make a big profit, but they gave away a big one.

Delivered cleanly directly.

They were all killed by Lin Yu and the others.

If such indiscriminate killings continue, this gray area in the provincial capital will be in a semi-vacuum period in the next few months.

It will take at least a month or two until other places discover Hanako and fight with each other to re-divide the territory.

"According to this, the flower photographers in the provincial capital are almost dead. Let's try again. Where did they detain those children?"

Lin Yu ordered.

Then he said to Ren Tingting who was sitting over.

"I plan to ask people to rescue all these children and give them a place to stay. Although most of these children are disabled, if your father uses the yellow talisman I left behind to treat them, they can basically get some relief."

"They still remember where their hometown is, and ask the Ren family to contact them on their behalf. If they want their families to be reunited, they will buy a train ticket to send them home. If their family is in difficulty or they cannot find their family, they will stay with the Ren family."

"Let these disabled children do some chores within their ability to earn a living for themselves, and we won't let your Ren family raise them in vain. What do you think?"

Ren Tingting's eyes were slightly red, and she was very sympathetic to the suffering of those children.

He quickly said: "Xiao Yu, what are you talking about? Why do you need to discuss this with me?"

"You pity them, don't I pity them? There is no need to discuss this matter. I made the decision for my father, and naturally I have to rescue them all."

"It's just a group of children. When they grow up, they won't have more than a few hundred mouths. If we give them a mouthful of food, they won't be able to eat enough for our family."

Ren Tingting said categorically, with a heroic look on her brows.

Uncle Jiu was very impressed.

"Okay, okay, Tingting, Master is not wrong about you. You are a woman, but you are much better than your two senior brothers."

Facing Uncle Jiu's praise, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything more.

Ren Tingting was also relieved.

She was also a little stressed during this insomnia.

It's not because Uncle Jiu treats her badly, but because Uncle Jiu treats her so well.

Uncle Jiu was too good to her. He often hit Wencai and Qiusheng, but rarely hit her.

If she were an ordinary weak woman, she would naturally be happy because of Master's preference.

Spend every day happily in this harmonious atmosphere.

But Ren Tingting is different.

This woman is a bit stronger, and she doesn't want her master to treat her specially.

Because that is treating her as a weak woman.

This does not mean that Uncle Jiu is not good, it can only be said that Uncle Jiu has his own character limitations.

But Ren Tingting also has her own pursuit.

Therefore, she practices hard every day in this master's school, and she is always sharp and decisive in thinking about problems and doing things.

Now Yi has surpassed her two senior brothers in every aspect.

It can indeed make her hold her head high and feel proud.

Lin Yu is a special being. If there was no comparison with Xiao Yu, Ren Tingting should be the most proud disciple of Maoshan Lin Fengjiao.

The purpose of taking her out is to compare her with the future successors of Trinity Xuanmen like Lu Jin, the Lu family brothers, and Guanwai Guan Shihua.

"Master, I am also doing good deeds for my father."

After discussing the matter, the whereabouts of the children were interrogated and recorded one by one.

Use the Thousand Miles Communication Talisman to convey the whole story to Master Ren.

I just have to wait for him to send some people to rescue those children after dawn, and then do a few things outside to solve the problem, and then everything will be fine.

"Master, we have received new information."

"What news?"

"There is a Japanese pirate on this train."

"Japanese pirates?"

"Yes, he is an overseer sent by the Japanese pirates. He is not weak, but slightly weaker than the Bone Demons and others."

"But I have found out the whereabouts of this Japanese pirate!"

Uncle Jiu raised his thick eyebrows.

Maoshan Lin Fengjiao's group is considered to be in trouble with the Japanese pirates.

If the Patriarch and the others knew about it, not only Lin Fengjiao's lineage, but the entire Maoshan would be at odds with these Japanese pirates.

Although they have long been at odds with each other.

There is no need to talk about the country. Back then in Laoshan, the Japanese pirates killed countless people there.

Many fellow Taoists also died in the siege of Japanese pirate ships and cannons.

The land of China has suffered such humiliation, and the people have suffered such disasters, but they still have to cede land and pay compensation.

The court is incompetent, and they can only sigh.

He already had the national title in his heart, but now he was focusing on his hope for the future of Maoshan, which added to the family hatred.

This breath must not be swallowed so easily.

Uncle Jiu stood up immediately.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu. We, Maoshan, will make the decision for you in this matter. We will never let these Japanese pirates off easily."

"When I get to Lujiazhuang, I will tell my senior brother about this matter. Senior brother can represent the entire Maoshan, and he will give these Japanese pirates a look."

Uncle Jiu said, already moving his legs out and standing in the aisle of the train.

While asking: "Have you ever thought about where this Japanese pirate is hiding? I will take off his head."

"But there was no trial. After getting on the train, the Japanese pirate hid."

"They all hid in the third-class carriages and coal cars for fear of alerting the enemy, so they had no chance to interact with the Japanese pirates."

Uncle Jiu thought for a moment.

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It's better to open your legs and walk out.

This time he was really aggressive.

"I searched from compartment to compartment. If you don't believe I can't find it, I have to take off the Japanese pirate's head."

"Master, there is no need to worry."

Lin Yu smiled.

Just facing Lin Yu's gentle smile, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai couldn't help but shrink their necks and felt a chill on their backs.

"I have a way to find this Japanese pirate."

He said and looked at his surroundings.

The passengers around him were still asleep.

After using the spell, at least you have to sleep peacefully for an hour or two before those with strong resistance can open their eyes.

"It's not convenient to do anything here. Go to the carriage."

Lin Yu said and opened the train window.

As soon as he reached out and grabbed the top of the car window, he rolled himself out with a force of his arms.

The remaining Uncle Jiu and others followed suit, and they all jumped out of the car window and landed on the roof of the train together.

It was dark all around, and there were stars in the sky.

The train roared forward with steam belching out, carrying strong gusts of wind in its face.

Everyone boarded the train carriage.

Lin Yu took out a futon and sat cross-legged to meditate.

He also took out many ritual objects from the leopard skin bag one by one, and placed the altar on the train carriage.

Although there was a strong night wind, the train was bumpy on the tracks.

But regardless of the weight of the objects on the altar, even if there is only a piece of yellow paper placed on it, no wind can move it at all.

Lin Yu took out the Falling Soul Flag and placed it in the center of the altar.

He took out the remaining dozen ghosts who had not yet dispersed, rolled them into a ball, and stuffed them into the incense burner in front of him.

The first-class carriage was now brightly lit, and everything was bright.

Such bright light is actually not conducive to sleep.

But the passengers in these first-class carriages don't seem to care about resting.

As long as there is this light, it can be distinguished from second-class carriages and third-class carriages.

Without the dazzling lights on, how could outsiders know how comfortable they were resting in the first-class carriage.

Some people were still talking and laughing, some were sleeping with their eyes closed, and some were covering their faces and feeling a little restless.

His appearance is the same as that of Chinese people.

There seems to be a slight difference in temperament.

But this man seemed to have received special training, so every little difference was hidden under his suit and leather shoes.

In this day and age, many people go abroad to study.

Naturally, people who have returned from studying abroad have slightly different styles from those at home.

So showing this difference does not raise suspicion that he is a spy. It will only make people look down upon him and think that he is also a top student who returned from studying abroad.

But this young top student is indeed hiding his sorrow.

They could also hear some clanging noises coming from the locomotive in their carriage.

The other passengers didn't care.

I just take it for granted, trains are meant to make noise, and some bumps are normal.

And the loud noise seemed to be at the locomotive and third-class carriage. The boiler was also there, and there was machinery there.

There should be noise there, and the people in the third-class carriage should not be able to rest well.

And the people in the first-class carriage would not care if they could not rest well, and would not call the attendant to ask what was going on for these trivial matters.

Ordinary passengers naturally did not care at all.

But this special person who thought he had undertaken the emperor's mission could not ignore the movement coming from the front.

Because he could vaguely guess what happened in front.

And he was also a cultivator, and he was considered a top figure in the world, and he was still quite capable.

He thought he would not lose to any disciple of the famous and upright sect in the Central Plains.

This was their confidence from the country they thought was superior.

Therefore, he could hear the screams hidden in the huge noise.

And these screams were obviously not from his mission target this time.

Because the number of his mission targets was limited, it was impossible for them to scream here all the time.

After waiting for so long, the movement in front seemed to gradually stop.

The outcome should have been decided.

He heard the roar of the beast.

He also heard the screams of the beast.

He heard it, heard the sound of the jar breaking.

Their empire and these beggars have been colluding with each other for a long time.

They had investigated the people gathered this time and had a full understanding of them.

The most unpredictable person in this group was the White Bone Demon.

But the strongest one was the jar man.

The slightly weaker ones, but with violent personalities, brutal movements, agility, and strong melee ability were the beast-skinned people.

Their roars showed that they had already started.

Some of their shrill screams and weak wails proved that they had failed and they were dead.

Now there was the sound of the jar breaking, and the jar man was naturally dead.

The top combat power of these beggars had been wiped out.

His own strength was about the same as one of them.

And they were wiped out, so with his own strength, he would naturally not be the opponent of Lin Fengjiao of Maoshan.

This Japanese pirate, wrapped tightly in his suit, put his right hand into the suit, holding a short samurai sword, and veins on his arm bulged.

The mission has failed, and there is no need for him to make unnecessary sacrifices.

He can continue to hide here.

Just wait until the next station when the train stops, and then quietly get off the train to pass on the message.

But he is unwilling to accept this failure.

He is a member of the Great Japanese Pirate Empire, and he carries the glory of the emperor.

He can't just run away in disgrace in front of these inferior people.

He must turn the tide, and he must complete his own mission.

Even if he dies here, he will not hesitate!

This is his Bushido spirit!

He clenched the sword in his hand and sat on the seat next to the door.

This is the seat he specially prepared in advance.

As long as someone walks from the second-class car to the first-class car, they must pass by him.

He wants to see if the practitioners of this inferior nation have this vigilance? Do you know to come here to investigate?

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