The next morning, Ouyang Yun woke up at dawn, and the biological clock brought from later generations did not change at all. This morning there was fog, scattered lightly in the yard, three new graves hidden in it, with some spiritual energy, they stood together, reminding Ouyang Yun of the guards at the gate of the Special Forces Brigade. I remembered that it was the night before yesterday, three lively people who could laugh and be angry, he sighed faintly - people in troubled times are as cheap as grass, this is true, so he should be careful, touched his chest, and there were two fresh holes in the camouflage uniform. If there was no bulletproof vest, it would have become a piece of loess here. He looked at the window that was actually used as a portal, shook his head, took two deep breaths, expanded his chest and kicked his legs, and then started push-ups, and the frog jumped up.

The sun rose, and it was another sunny day. The fog had dissipated. After he finished his handstand, he turned over and stood up. He didn't see Bai Liusu coming out. Thinking of her last night, he thought to himself, did he really leave? Did she really treat herself as a "pheasant"?

"Phenic!" This nickname is really cheap-

There was nothing moving in the room and the bed was cold. He was sure that the mysterious woman had really left.

Ouyang Yun sat on the threshold with a computer on his knees. The sun shone into the yard. It was very bright. The streets outside the yard were noisy, just like yesterday. There was an earthworm in front of him. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I won't be moved by a salt-free woman, right? I'm gonna!"

There was a text on the computer screen, which read more than a dozen "white lilysus". Bai Liusu, Bai Liusu... I read too much of this name, but it looked very unique. After about ten minutes, the screensaver automatically floated out, and it was an old man's vivid smile.

It was the General Chen who wanted to give Ouyang Yun a gift: "Ouyang, why are you stunned?"

He was so sarcastic that he was shocked when he heard this: "General!" He thought the old man had traveled through time and calmed down, and then he realized what was going on. The old guy learned from Zhuge Liang and wanted to make a fortune. However, if he had not allowed the screensaver to appear on the computer, wouldn't the old man's good intentions be suffocated to death?

"Okay, I guess you're safe now. It's time for me to show off my gift. Look good..."

The old man's gift was naturally to help him perform this so-called mission, which are some of the technologies that China lacks at present - from this point of view, they did take great pains to do so.

Description of the production process of penicillin; detailed description of the drawings of the AK-47 assault rifle and MG-42 general machine gun; some low-end lathes, milling machines, boring machines production processes; oil refining; production processes of cutting-edge tanks and automobiles in the 1950s...

Ouyang Yun was dazzled and exclaimed: "Crazy! What does this old guy want to do?!"

"Little Ouyang, if the Sino-Japanese War has not yet been fought, you can start a pharmaceutical factory to produce penicillin first. That thing is more precious than gold. If you have money, start a military factory and produce AK-47 and MG-42 first. Of course, the blocking step is also necessary. Our Type 88 is good, and we use a lot of wood, and we have the drawings and other things for you. Then, tanks, aircraft, cannons, as long as you have the ability, you can make some fun..."

"Take some fun? Humph, do you think this is an online game? The protagonist has an immortal body?" Ouyang Yun hummed. This old man was so bad. This gift is not so much a gift, but it looks tempting, but if you really want to eat it, the consequences are quite difficult to say.

"Little Ouyang, do you like this gift?" The screensaver finally looked like a screensaver. The beautiful woman and the beautiful scenery floated by one after another. However, the old man's last words were so bad that Ouyang Yun leaned against the door frame next to him, feeling a feeling of fatigue.

This gift is clearly a side burden, and it is quite heavy. If it fails, will the old man say: You are sorry to the people and the party? At least, he will feel that he will be sorry to his ancestors, his conscience, and the 320 million yuan.

"I've been fooled, this is clearly a game they've played! The mimicry is 100%, and I'm the only player! Alas, if I had been a medic in the past..."

Ouyang Yun didn’t know that when General Chen and designer Huang formulated this “anti-Japanese” plan, the latter did have such doubts: “Old Chen, why do I think we are designing a game?!”

The old general Chen loves war games at the base, which is an open secret. His eyes lit up and said, "I am worthy of being an intellectual, and I hit the nail on the head. Isn't 'anti-Japanese' a game--oh, I envy Ouyang Yun so much, he is the only player!"

So, the words that came to Ouyang Yun later said, "If I were forty years younger, it would not be your turn to do this good thing."

The sun slowly climbed up from the treetops and went into the middle of the sky, and the temperature rose little by little. Ouyang Yun stood on the roof and sweat began to appear on his forehead. Old Man Chen's words were heavy in his heart, making him breathless. Not far away, the gate of Yanjing University was open, and a group of students rushed out. Chen Jiayao held a bunch of lecture notes and greeted Chu Tiange waiting at the door. The two of them spoke and walked towards this "ghost house".

Ouyang Yun jumped off the roof and waited quietly for them.

As soon as Chu Tiange entered the yard, he headed straight for Bai Liusu's room. He saw no one and shouted loudly: "It's true that's not here?"

When Chen Jiayao saw the three graves, his face suddenly turned pale and his brows frowned. After all, this place was also her place, but now it has become a cemetery. As the owner, he would be sure of his opinion.

Ouyang Yun naturally understood her thoughts and said, "They are all heroes, and even if they are buried here, they will not insult this house. Jiayao, I want to buy this place, you can offer a price."

With a reluctant smile, Chen Jiayao said: "It's okay, I'll give you this house."

Chu Tiange then noticed the new graves and said, "Yes, they deserve the hero. Brother Ouyang, where is Phoenix?"

"She's gone."

"I saw her in the morning."

"Did you see her? Where?" Ouyang Yun stared at him, his tone a little excited for a moment. He didn't know why she had to leave, but one thing is certain that the woman would definitely have some extreme actions. Shen Jian died at the hands of the Japanese Black Dragon Association, and the Black Dragon Association was obviously not only the dead ones in Peking. The woman's temper was too stubborn. Will she come to the door to play alone?!

"She has entered the city, and I saw her at Xizhimen." Chu Tiange said as he opened the notice rolled in his hand.

The notice was collected by one of his classmates as a work of art and preserved well. The "giant thief" on it was covered with a black scar on his face, and a scar was scratched from the corner of his eyes to the edge of his nose. His eyes were big and lifelike.

Ouyang Yun recognized it at a glance, it was Bai Liusu.

Chu Tiange: "It seems that she has put on makeup, and the scar on her face has disappeared, but she can still recognize it."

Bai Liusu's hair is white, and this characteristic is too obvious. As long as she is interested, no matter whether she has a scar on her face, she can think of her identity as a "giant thief" from her hair.

Ouyang Yun frowned and asked, "Tiange, please honestly answer me, have you heard of the Black Dragon in Japan?"

"I heard that they have a restaurant in Sanzi Hutong, and my senior brother and I have even gone to play the restaurant." Chu Tiange said, with a hint of shame on his face, "But we lost a lot."

In fact, it was not just a miserable one. They were completely carried back. He was still lying in the bed for more than a month.

Ouyang Yun grabbed him and said, "Hurry, take me there."

Chu Tiange was confused, "Okay."

The two of them walked out quickly. Chen Jiayao looked at the three new graves, and felt that the yard was so singular, and his face became paler. He chased them and shouted, "Wait for me, Brother Ouyang, the test paper."

Ouyang Yun turned around and shouted: "Jiayao, you go back to school first. I'll find time to get the test paper. Remember to lock the door." Then he pulled Chu Tiange, who wanted to turn around, ran into Desheng Hutong, pushed him into the car, lit the fire, and drove the car out.

In Sanzi Hutong east of Deshengmen Street, Beijing City, the secret stronghold of the Japanese Heilong Association in Peking is set up in one of the courtyards.

I found out from the restaurant opposite that a woman had indeed entered in the morning. Ouyang Yun took the front and back hem of the long gown he had just bought on the road and stuffed it into his belt, and whispered to Chu Tiange: "You go back."

Chu Tiange refused: "What are you doing?!"

Ouyang Yun hung his mouth and said coldly: "I may kill someone."

Chu Tiange was shocked, blinked his eyes a few times, and exhaled heavily: "I will kill people too."

Ouyang Yun looked at him and smiled at him: "Then don't blame me if you die. Chen Jia and Yao Ke are still waiting to 'grow old together' with you."

Chu Tiange's face turned slightly red and he said, "What nonsense is it? There is nothing to say about the eight characters." I don't know what I thought of, and his tone was a little sad: "I have no result with her. I know myself. I have long disliked the Japanese. It's worth it if my life is worth it."

He said this with a tough word. Ouyang Yun admired it very much. He patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Boy, I have a habit! Then - let's go, no one will be left!"

"One--Not Leave?!" Chu Tiange took a deep breath.

Ouyang Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air, followed a steel needle with his right hand, and strode forward and knocked on the door.

After a minute, the door cracked and one eye appeared in the crack. He glanced carefully at the two outside the door. Seeing that they were two strangers, he was about to ask questions, but suddenly his eyes burst into tears, and then his eyes were hurt. He fell to the ground with a "thump" and his mouth was wide open, but he could not make a cry.

Ouyang Yun started to act quickly and ruthlessly. As soon as the other party showed his eyes, the steel needle in his hand flew over and pierced into his eyes. The blood on the needle took effect and immediately put the other party down. Chu Tiange was stunned and a chill rose in his heart - he had practiced martial arts and was very aware of it. Ouyang Yun's hand seemed simple, but it had high requirements for speed and accuracy. Without repeated training, it was difficult to achieve this effect. Moreover, he did not hesitate at all. This level of ruthlessness - did he really want to "not keep one"?

Ouyang Yun flashed through the crack in the door, turned around and saw that he was still in a daze. He pulled him in, closed the door and tied it to death, and said, "Be careful." He strode into it.

"Yudao, who is it?" someone shouted in Japanese in the main room.

Ouyang Yun replied in Japanese: "It's me." The man had already arrived at the door of the main house.

Sitting in the main room, three Japanese men in samurai uniforms and wooden clogs stood, with long swords on their waists on their waists, and the question was walking towards the door. When they saw him, they were stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

Ouyang Yun smiled, revealing two rows of big white teeth, and his feet kept walking in front of him, then he said, "Death!" He swung his left hand, and two steel needles shot at the two sitting, and sent forward with his right hand, and the steel needle in his hand hit the other party's abdomen.

"Death" the Japanese who asked the question failed to say the word "God" and his mouth was open, and the person had already softened. At the same time, the two sitting people lifted up a few inches, opened their mouths, and pulled out the length of the knife, then fell down and fell softly on the chair - Ouyang Yun's movements were too fast, and although they instinctively reacted, they were still one step slowed down - the knife that had lost the effect of external force automatically fell off the sheath, but their mouths could no longer close.

Ouyang Yun took the Japanese in front of him, gently placed him on the ground, pulled out the steel needle with his right hand and quickly hit the other party's heart, stood up, pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, and moved towards the room on the right. He opened the door curtain, but saw no one, and quickly moved to the room on the left. He also saw no one, so he ran back into the yard.

There are wing rooms on both sides of the yard, and some flowers and plants are planted in the middle. There are actually two cherry blossoms, which are more than two meters tall. The flowers are in full bloom, red and white, and they are very beautiful. It seems that the Black Dragon will use this place as a secret stronghold for some time.

There are two main houses, on the left are two combined practice rooms, and on the right are a bedroom. In the practice room, there are more than a dozen Japanese people sitting around the wall. In the center of the room, two Japanese people were slashing against each other with wooden swords. Next to it, a man in his thirties and forties was holding hands in his sleeves, looking coldly at the fight in front of him. In the bedroom, the person in charge of the Black Dragon Association in Peking, Akio Hirano, hung his left hand, looked at the Matsushita Shizuo standing in front of him with his eyebrows and looked at the face of Matsushita Shizuo standing with his head down.

"Did the Chinese woman wake up?"

"not yet."

"Is there no news about Watanabe and the others yet?"

"yes."

"Go to Yenching University to invite Old John over. You must save the Chinese woman. If you want to recover the 'dedication', you can only start with her."

"Hey, I'll go now."

"When I change my clothes, the old guy Stuart Leden is very stubborn."

"Hey!"

Panasonic Shizuo left the study room and hurriedly walked towards his room. He looked up and saw Ouyang Yun running in. He frowned and asked sternly: "What are you doing?"

Ouyang Yun kept holding a knife with his right samurai sword and smiled and said, "Kick the house!"

"Eight-Grid!" Matsushita Shizuo was furious and shouted to the practice room: "Rukawa, come out, someone kicks the hall!" He glared at the ignorant Chinese man in front of him, and was about to continue doing his own thing. Suddenly, he saw a white light flying over, accompanied by the sound of wind. He was startled and retreated instinctively, but it was late - his neck suddenly hurts sharply. When he understood that he was attacked, his head and body had already separated - is that my body? The head flew in the air, looking at the body spraying red spring water in the neck not far away, and he could still think like this, his eye hole missed nostalgicly by the cherry blossoms blooming beside him, and he lost consciousness.

The sound of "tap, tap" sounded in the practice room. Rukawa Masaki ran out with a group of disciples. The two Japanese and Akio Hirano appeared in the yard with him.

When everyone saw the tragic phenomenon in the yard, they immediately shouted and surrounded Ouyang Yun. Akio Hirano and Masaki Rukawa looked ashen, and the latter shouted angrily: "Chinese pig, come on the name!"

As soon as Chu Tiange entered the yard, he saw Ouyang Yun slashing his head with a flying knife, a bloody smell rushed into his nose, a soreness in his stomach, and then he vomited without warning.

It doesn't matter if he vomits. Several of Rukawa's disciples also vomited. Among the remaining proposals, seven or eight of them could not be given to others. Without waiting for the master to greet him, they pulled out their swords and chopped down at Ouyang Yun.

A moment ago, Ouyang Yun's eyes fell on the signboard of the "Ruchuan Martial Arts Hall" hanging at the door of the practice room, with a sneering expression on his face, and said in Japanese lightly: "I have the courage to run a martial arts hall, but I don't have the courage to hang the signboard. The Japanese are always Japanese and cannot be on the table!"

Rukawa Masaki is furious: "Looking for death!"

The next moment, Ouyang Yun faced the Japanese who rushed over, slashed and kicked, cut off two heads, killed one person, kicked three people away, and sacrificed a robe himself.

There are 21 disciples in the "Ruchuan Martial Arts Hall". Four of them were killed in front, and now three more were killed and three injured. One of them stayed in the cellar to guard Bai Liusu, leaving only ten people. Two of them were vomiting and exhausted, and only eight people were left. They held swords in their hands and looked at Ouyang Yun, as if they were looking at the legendary ancient demon god. The Bushido was completely in spirit and was so trembling that they did not dare to move forward.

Akio Hirano reached into her right hand and held the gun handle; Masaki Rukawa's eyes were red, and she drew her sword in her hands, bit her teeth tightly, and walked down the steps step by step. When she was about two meters away from Ouyang Yun, she shouted suddenly and rushed over quickly.

Ouyang Yun grabbed the robe with his left hand and pulled it. With a "hiss", the robe left and covered the tree towards Rukawa, and then lowered his body and met.

Rukawa Masaki stared at the flying robe, suddenly condensed her body, and her hands danced, and a blade light lit up, stirring the robe to pieces. He then shouted loudly, pulled his blade sideways, and slashed at the blade that was stabbed towards Ouyang Yun.

Ouyang Yun returned to the knife and kicked the opponent's wrist with his right foot. With a "clang", he returned to the knife and slowed down, and the tip of the knife was cut and it was actually broken.

Rukawa Masaki was in power and was unforgivable. He cut off Ouyang Yun's knife tip with one knife and slashed down with the momentum.

Without the cover of the tip of the knife, Ouyang Yun kicked it to the blade. He hurriedly withdrew his feet and leaned back.

In the flash of lightning, Masaki Rukawa had already used his moves. He shouted, flipped his wrist, and flipped his blade upwards and cut it towards Ouyang Yun's abdomen.

Both sides were moving too fast, Ouyang Yun only knew how to deal with the moves, and there was no special feeling. Chu Tiange, who was watching, took a breath and secretly shouted that something was wrong - if this knife was cut, Ouyang Yun would inevitably be dismantled.

Of course, Ouyang Yun knew the harm of this knife. He took the time to move the center down and then fell to the ground. He put the broken knife across his chest and was ready to resist the opponent's move or slash again.

Rukawa Masaki slashed with a knife, and the blade was indeed drooping and inserted into his abdomen.

"Okay!" "Kill him!" All the onlookers were considered experts. Seeing that Rukawa Masaki had the upper hand, a Japanese shouted immediately; Hirano Akio left the gun handle with his right hand, and a sneer appeared on her face; Chu Tiange held the hilt tightly, ready to come up to save people at any time.

Rukawa Masaki's knife was not known for what it was. It was sharp. Although Ouyang Yun had expected the coming early, he just faced the tip of the knife with his blade. The blade immediately broke. Now, his abdomen was no longer blocked. Seeing that the tip of the knife was only half a foot away from his abdomen - Chu Tiange wanted to save people, so he rushed up regardless of the consequences; while the Japanese almost jumped up; Rukawa Masaki's eyes were thicker, and a cruel smile appeared on his mouth - but when he saw Ouyang Yun, who was already like fish, raised his lips, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. The corners of his eyebrows couldn't help but jump, and a trace of uneasiness quickly emerged in his heart.
Chapter completed!