You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

It turns out.

It's right that Le Yu didn't go into Wang Hai Gong Mansion.

After Huyanjue went in for a while, two middle-aged men came to the door. One of them had a straw rope and an iron sword around their waists, the other had their hands in their trouser pockets, both of them had messy hair, beards all over their faces, burps, and they smelled like alcohol. They were drinking early in the morning. .

But from the moment he saw them, Linjun took a step back. Every time they took a step, Linhai took a step back and kept a distance of more than seven steps from them.

Le Yu didn't leave, he clasped his fists and asked, "The two are Mr. Tong and Mr. Tie? Lao Liu often mentions the two of you to me?"

"Lao Liu?" The middle-aged man wearing a straw rope and iron sword was a little confused, and the other person slammed his mouth and said, "Is it Lao Liu? I borrowed your money from Xiangxuehai before and didn't pay it back, do you remember?"

"Ah, ah, Lao Liu!" The middle-aged man on the straw rope suddenly realized: "He's not dead yet!"

Le Yu said politely, "You are living well. You can come to Jingyuan to spend more time with him in the future, Mr. Tong, Mr. Tie."

It's not polite to say anything.

Because the two people in front of them are the characters who can 'fight a man's anger and splatter blood five steps'.

Even a nouveau riche like the Jing family who has only made a fortune for more than a hundred years can invite senior senior warriors like Captain Liu to sit in the house. How could Duke Wanghai, who has been passed down for hundreds of years, not exist in the mansion? A few family heirlooms to ward off evil spirits?

Before talking about this, we must first have a little understanding of the changes in the living conditions of warriors in ancient and modern times.

There is no doubt that martial artists were equivalent to the existence of a 'privileged class' in ancient times. Even though the Yanjing Royal Academy has sorted out the eighteen methods of warfare and spread them all over the world, only a small number of people can learn the methods of warfare-because they have to go to school.

Just like nine years of compulsory education will teach you four arithmetic, but only if you go to school.

I can't even go to school, so I can only use chopsticks to gesture Aba Aba here at home.

After receiving the enlightenment of Mengxue, most ordinary Huiyao people can only practice some simplified versions of tactics, just to strengthen their body and use Yaoshi tools conveniently.

And the warriors are symbols of violence, so the ancient warriors can be said to be rampant, but they are needed for border defense, so the Huiyao Dynasty has introduced a privileged system such as 'Qi Duan' for them, hoping that they will be in their own small circle. Li Ziqi, don't go out of the circle to make trouble.

A warrior who is in the state of "entering the room" can be a tyrannical party and a fisherman;

The martial artist of 'integration and penetration' can start a sect, establish a mountain on his own, and only respect himself;

And the warriors of 'topping the peak and creating the extreme realm' were very powerful. At that time, they were called land gods, and they could be directly worshipped by the royal family.

The changes in the social status of warriors are mainly due to two factors:

The productive forces developed; guns appeared.

Although martial artists can avoid bullets, no martial artist can avoid bullet storms. The appearance of guns directly reduces the threat of the warrior's "individual combat power" to a minimum.

The development of productive forces has produced many effects: the population has increased, more people can learn tactics, people's living standards have risen, and knowledge circulation has become faster... In short, there are more warriors.

Now, warriors and programmers are basically the same.

At the age of 35, if you haven't practiced anything, you can go home and farm directly;

Those who can step into the 'entering the room', after retiring, can go to the Criminal Division to be a small official such as the captain;

If you can step into the 'integration and penetration environment', if you also have skills such as management, or have network bonuses, then you can take an important position in the county governor's office, or find a county town to open a martial arts hall, and you can still live very well in the second half of your life. Moisturize.

The upper and lower limits of the 'top-to-peak' warriors are very different. If it is a young warrior who has stepped into the highest realm early, it is light to be a frontier general. If you manage with your heart, you may have a power, but if you are serious, there are many tricks. Enter the Royal Academy as a teacher, be a royal enshrined, and become a noble guest. , in short, not much worse than the ancient warriors.

But if it is an old warrior who has accumulated over the years and has forcibly grinded into the 'extreme state', it will be much desolate.

Like the old captain Liu, in order to support the old age, he is willing to accept the poor meal of the Chajing family, which is basically a typical example of this type of martial artist.

On the one hand, he is a dog for the royal family, and on the other hand, he is a dog for the Jing family.

The gap is too big.

The reason for this is that age has a great influence on a warrior. In other words, it has a great impact on the elderly warriors.

Age has no effect on juveniles, youths, and middle-aged warriors. Even if their strength is weakened, as long as their fighting skills are good enough, they can still fight fiercely for three days and three nights.

But old warriors can't do it.

Because the essence of warfare is to speed up metabolism, comprehensively strengthen the warrior's resilience, explosiveness, physical strength, and endurance, and then use mental power to guide the fusion of light energy and warfare, resulting in a destructive power that can be called a meat grinder.

Simply put, it's kryptonian life.

When I was young, I had so many lives, it didn't matter how krypton was, and I could even recover.

But after getting old, as long as you dare to use your ten successes to fight a hearty battle, you will clearly feel how many days your lifespan has been shortened.

Therefore, the old warriors who 'reach the peak and create the extreme realm' are like pieces of batteries that are about to die. The big nobles of the big chamber of commerce will ask them to retire at home, and they are only used as mascots, so that they can occasionally point out the juniors in the family.

You can't expect these old warriors to help them much.

In case of danger, if the old warrior saves you, then he will die. If you die, he will find the next family to continue his retirement. How do you think the old warrior will choose?

So.

Young high-level warriors can fly high, and old high-level warriors can only retire. What about middle-aged high-level warriors?

They are the top individual combat power that no one dares to deceive.

Just like Mr. Tie and Mr. Tong in front of Le Yu.

Le Yu did not find out their real names, but only knew that both of them were warriors from the Heyang Army. Mr. Tong was good at the Eight Rice-style tactics, and Mr. Tie was good at swordsmanship. ' Later, he came to Wanghai Gongfu as a bodyguard.

It seems that Wang Haigong gave them a lot of money to make the two school officials give up their positions that have been operating for many years.

No one has ever seen them make a move, after all, no fool dares to look at the Haigong Mansion. But it is said that they go to the Yang Army to perform martial arts every year. After beating the active officers, they are satisfied and go back to eat and wait to die. The actual combat experience is definitely not bad.

They didn't hide their spiritual power. The spiritual power of the two 'top-level' warriors radiated freely, just like the scorching sun dazzling all the weak warriors.

If it wasn't for Le Yu's 'ice blood constitution', I'm afraid his legs would already be shaking.

And according to the "Infantry Code of Practice", all sergeants must be five steps away from the warriors of the "Best of the Peak". It's not that they can shoot high-level warriors beyond five steps, but if the distance is less than seven steps, then they don't even have a chance to open their guns, and they have already been killed by high-level warriors.

When the combat power of individual soldiers reaches a certain level, it is so incomprehensible.

The middle-aged senior warriors can be said to be individual soldiers who have reached the best level in terms of actual combat experience, combat technology, and endurance.

Le Yu glanced at the surrounding environment: dense teams, forest plants on both sides, spacious streets...

There is nothing that can constitute a bullet storm.

If these two middle-aged warriors are willing, they can easily kill Lin Hai out of this street.

If there are a few more people to surround Linjun, it doesn't need to be too many, it's enough to temporarily block Linjun, then the two of them can even directly annihilate more than two hundred people.

In urban street battles, unless the army and the advanced warriors are separated by a long attack distance, or there are Lingxu Feihua warriors blocking it, once the advanced warriors enter the army, it will be a massacre.

good guy.

Is this Wang Haigong's dismounting?

I'm so scared~

Le Yu suddenly made a gesture to the back, Yin Minghong and Wan Xisha were stunned for a moment, but Jing Shou immediately said, "Captain Wan?"

Wan Xisha no longer hesitated: "Aim!"

Click!

Dozens of guns immediately aimed at Mr. Tong and Mr. Tie at the gate, and the casual expressions on their faces instantly disappeared. Mr. Copper took out his casserole-sized fist from his trousers pocket, and Mr. Tie pressed his hand on the hilt of the straw rope iron sword.

"Jing Zhengwei, didn't you say you want to invite the two of us to get together with Lao Liu?" Mr. Tie asked with a frown, "What does that mean?"

"I'm just a little scared." Le Yu waved his hand: "The two are peerless masters. You are so close to me. If you suddenly shoot me and kill me, I won't have time to react."

"How could we—"

"And I didn't see you either." Le Yu sighed: "My time is very valuable, with millions of transfers per minute, can you please inform Director Huyan not to waste the preciousness of the president of the Silver Blood Association. time."

"You have to know." Mr. Tong said coldly: "You are standing in front of us, but this bullet has no eyes."

"I know, but I still have some confidence in my physique." Le Yu said: "As long as I am not shot to death, a medical officer will come to save me soon. But if the two masters are shot and injured, I don't think Lin Haijun will put a gun on your head, right?"

Mr. Tong stared and took a step forward: "You—"

"Hey, hey." Le Yu raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "If you take one more step, you will step into the warning distance of Linjun. I am not familiar with Linjun, they can't let you guys go for my life. A dangerous person is approaching them, Captain, do you think so?"

"Ah?" Wan Xisha thought about it and said, "Yes, yes, we will definitely fire the gun. President Jing, if you die, I will do my best to persuade General Lan to avenge you!"

"Then I really thank you." Le Yu shrugged: "Then, Mr. Tong, Mr. Tie, can you stay away from me a little bit?"

The two of them looked at each other with unbelievable anger and surprise in their eyes.

The two of them have been worshipped by Duke Wanghai for five years. Whenever Duke Wanghai sends them on the stage, the other party will inevitably become polite, full of reason, and more gentleman than a gentleman.

Simple.

Because everyone cherishes their lives.

In the face of two peerless masters who can take their own head at any time, no one dares to be unreasonable.

But when it comes to reasoning, who can compare to Wang Haigong who has the blessing of imperial power?

Before they came out, they already knew that Jing Zhengwei brought Lin Haijun to threaten Haigong Mansion, but they didn't care much.

When they wanted to come, Jing Zhengwei, who was young and promising, drunk with silver and blood, and drunk on the knees of beautiful women, must have become a polite and loving junior the moment they saw them.

The poor are still afraid of death.

What's more, this kind of silver blood back wave with infinite future and infinite future?

They never imagined that Jing Zhengwei, the one who wears shoes, is more ruthless than the one with bare feet!

He actually gave Lin Navy an order, don't worry about his safety, and directly aim at the copper and iron duo!

Isn't Jing Zhengwei afraid of death! ?

Take a soft drink, drink a cup of tea, and let's be calm and polite, isn't it good to communicate with each other?

Do you have to tear your face like this?

However, when Jing Zhengwei made a move, it was Tong Tie's turn to fight back.

Let's go, it seems too cowardly, they are the worship of Wanghai Gongfu;

He taught Jing Zhengwei a lesson, but he didn't dare, but the guns of the navy were aiming at their vital points;

For a time, Mr. Tie and Mr. Tong froze in place, at a loss.

"Mr. Tong, Mr. Tie, go back to rest first."

An old voice sounded from the back, and the two of copper and iron suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saluted, "Wang Hai Gong Gui'an."

A plainly dressed old man with a cane walked slowly to the gate. A young girl in luxurious clothes held an umbrella for him and stared at Le Yu angrily.

Le Yu clasped his fists and said calmly, "I want to come over here."

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, it's because I think too much, the old man is very tough." Wang Haigong laughed: "The old man has always wanted to meet your new president and see what kind of person he is. Zhonglongfeng, it really is better to see it once you hear it!"

"Thank you for the exaggeration." Le Yu turned back to the navy and said, "Pay attention to the surrounding area and the courtyard wall. If you see someone trying to climb over the wall to approach you, shoot them immediately, don't hesitate, or wait for the 'top-of-the-world' warriors to break into you~www. wuxiaspot.com~ Then you're done."

Wan Xisha said quickly, "Understood!"

Le Yu turned back and found that Duke Wang Hai's face remained the same, but the girl behind him looked ugly as if he had secretly ate a piece of shit, and said with a smile: "It made you two laugh, but I'm not very familiar with Lin Haijun, they I don't really care what to do."

"Understood, a group of arrogant soldiers from other places, President Jing has worked hard." Wang Haigong laughed.

"Then their guns should be put down, right?" The girl couldn't help but said, "They're still pointing at grandpa, isn't that rude!? What if they get out of hand?"

The guns facing the navy have been in a ready-to-fight attitude, some are on the courtyard wall, and some are aiming at the door—that is, aiming at Duke Wang Hai in front of Le Yu.

As a hostage, Wanghaigong's price/performance ratio can be described as extremely high.

"Well..." Le Yu blinked: "I think I was very rude when I asked Wang Haigong to meet me at the door."

"It's good that you know." The girl sarcastically said.

"But why am I so rude?" Le Yu patted the dust on the stone lion next to him, sat on it and said, "It's not that you are too rude."

"Who doesn't know that you Wanghai Gongfu has sucked the blood of Dongyang people for hundreds of years, and eaten the meat of Dongyang people for hundreds of years. The merchants just drink the soup you don't want, and you eat and wipe the meat!"

"Just for that kind of money, you? Do you think I'm begging for food?"

"However," Le Yu spread his hands, "it doesn't matter if you beg me for food. After all, this bowl of rice is not what I want to eat."

"Lin Haijun!" Le Yu raised his hand: "The old man who only gave a little money and treated Lan Yan and you as beggars is right in front of him. What you want to do, I can't control it!"

"Yes!"

boom!

A bang.