These bamboo sticks were actually stirred out with a sword just now, and each one was not neat and even.
Wang Gensheng moved his hand up along the tip of the sword, and took the sword down in one move.
He didn't even look at Du Jian, but turned around and left.
The moment Wang Gensheng turned around, Du Jian fell to the ground with a thud.
On the back, several bamboo sticks popped out, and it looked like red enoki mushrooms were growing out.
Du Jian died under his carefully crafted bamboo sticks.
Seeing this, the other men in black, several of whom were lying on the ground, got up in a blink of an eye and ran outside.
"return……"
Wang Gensheng shouted.
All the men in black stopped immediately. Wang Gensheng wanted them to stay, but no one had the ability to leave.
"You brat, keep things as small as possible and don't make things too big." The person who spoke was Grandpa Zhang, and the walking stick in Wang Gensheng's hand just now also belonged to him.
"Grandpa Zhang, I don't want to get pregnant either!" Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
"I know you don't want to reorganize the older one, but you don't mean to reorganize the younger child either. It is said that the master of the one-man sword is a strange person in the world, and we can't afford to offend him."
Grandpa Zhang is well-informed and will naturally think more carefully.
"Grandpa Zhang, I called them to stop them, just to ask them to take the sword away, so as not to leave the body here and make people feel bad luck." Wang Gensheng replied.
"What's wrong with corpses? The old man will ask you a difficult question today to revive him. It's better to dissolve enemies than to make them. Many friends lead to many paths." Grandpa Zhang said calmly.
"Grandpa Zhang, you want me to save him?" Wang Gensheng was stunned.
"You brat, don't you want it? My walking stick is made of thousand-year-old dragon bamboo. If you don't cure it, I will give the old man my walking stick." Grandpa Zhang said slyly.
Wang Gensheng was almost angry. Isn't this old man kidding? Where in the world could a thousand-year-old dragon clan come from? It's simply nonsense.
Li Wanru came over and whispered a few words in Wang Gensheng's ear.
The general meaning is that there is no longer any danger at the traditional Chinese medicine base, and Filia Chen and Zhu Xin drove away all the people who went to make trouble.
In addition, due to timely efforts to put out the fire, the fire did not cause much damage.
On the contrary, a disaster fully allowed Wang Xiaotian to demonstrate his ability to respond promptly. From this point of view, Wang Xiaotian can be reused.
After Wang Gensheng listened to Li Wanru's words, he smiled and said to Grandpa Zhang: "Grandpa Zhang, I will give you a little face and save his life."
Wang Gensheng's words are not shocking, but he will not stop dying. A person who has died of anger actually said that he can be revived. This is amazing!
Doubts remain doubts, but Wang Gensheng's medical skills are amazing after all.
In the eyes of everyone, the man who was already dead finally recovered his heartbeat, breathing, pulse, and even thinking under Wang Gensheng's wonderful hands.
The men in black who came with Du Jian all stood obediently in the yard with their heads bowed.
A dozen young men held various utensils in their hands and watched them closely.
Wang Gensheng walked out, followed by two young men, carrying a stretcher: "Hey, take this guy back.
Tell your master that Taoyuan Village is impregnable and ask him not to have any more ideas about Taoyuan Village."
The men in black nodded in agreement. Compared to those who lost their lives, they were much luckier.
However, the people who were stabbed to death by Liu Yefei would naturally be taken away by them. As for how to dispose of the bodies, Wang Gensheng did not want to ask.
Half an hour later, we were in the woods two kilometers away from Taoyuan Village.
Three groups of men in black gathered together and suffered heavy losses.
The only thing that felt lucky was that Du Jian, the most important figure among them, actually saved his life under Wang Gensheng's skillful hand.
The boss of the men in black walked to a deserted place and called Zhu Feng.
He is Zhu Feng's right-hand man and is responsible for the supreme commander of this mission.
"Master Zhu, we failed. We lost many brothers and suffered heavy losses." The boss of the man in black looked sad and choked with tears.
"I know there will be such a result. Wang Gensheng alone is enough to defeat you. In addition, Liu Yefei and others can persist until now, which is already very good."
Instead of scolding, Shao Zhu comforted her.
"Master Zhu, it's no use waiting for me to let you down," said the boss of the man in black.
"Okay, let's not talk about this matter anymore. How is the situation with the solo sword?" Zhu Feng asked.
"Master Zhu, I am also very puzzled. Wang Gensheng obviously killed Du Jian, but in the end he saved him." The boss of the man in black frowned and replied.
"You are stupid. Wang Gensheng cares about being a master of the one-handed sword. He doesn't want to make enemies. The more he behaves like this, the harder it will be for Wang Gensheng to achieve his wish.
You should know what to do!" Zhu Feng cursed with a smile.
In fact, this was what he expected.
Once Du Jian is defeated, he doesn't have to take out his five billion.
If Dujian dies, he can find the most powerful opponent for Wang Gensheng without spending any money.
By then, Wang Gensheng would be chased by Yi Jian alone. How could he not be a lost dog?
The boss of the man in black hung up the phone and returned to the woods.
With a depressed look on his face, he walked to Dujian's stretcher and said to his men: "You all go away. Master Zhu asked me to say a few words to the swordsman."
Naturally, his subordinates did not dare to disobey him and walked dozens of meters away.
The boss of the man in black took out a pill, opened Dujian's mouth, and fed the pill into Dujian's mouth.
Dujian's eyes were full of despair. He never imagined that he would not die in the hands of his enemies, but would eventually die in the hands of his allies.
Dujian felt a sharp pain in his belly, as if a knife was being twisted.
Before he even had time to spit out a mouthful of blood, he was already dead.
The boss of the man in black wiped the blood from the corner of Du Jian's mouth and shouted loudly: "Come here, the sword man is dying."
When all the men in black came, they were all lamenting that a generation of heroes had fallen silently, on a night when the cold wind was whining.
Wang Gensheng has been busy at the health center in Taoyuan Village.
A previous fierce fight resulted in many villagers being injured.
Liu Yefei received several slaps in succession, and her injuries were naturally the most serious. As a result, Liu Yefei became a veritable hero in the eyes of the villagers.
After Wang Gensheng and Liu Yefei treated her injuries, they told her to take a good rest and wait until her body recovered completely before practicing the Jade Girl Heart Sutra.
Liu Yifei smiled mischievously: "Wang Gensheng, I don't want to practice the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra anymore. I practice over and over again, and my opponents are getting stronger and stronger."
"Then what do you want to practice?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile.
"I want to fight you for three hundred rounds." Liu Yefei laughed strangely.