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Chapter 710: The Truth About World War II

As if the stone had wings, it actually flew straight towards the big black dog at an extremely fast speed, breaking the air and making a "wispy" sound. The big black dog's reaction was not slow either. It grinned and moved its butt towards the big black dog.

With a final twist, the dog's tail whipped out like a steel whip.

"call out!"

It was like a superb baseball player, pumping stones into powder in one go. It was feeling very proud when it suddenly saw Zhang Zongyuan, and immediately ran over happily, circling around him, wagging its tail non-stop.

Zhang Zongyuan blinked and said, "This dog of yours looks really mean, but I like it."

The big black dog was not happy and thought, "Why am I so cheap?" However, it decided not to argue with the little kid. Instead, it handed the sword box in its mouth into Zhang Zongyuan's hand, then squatted down and looked at him fawningly.

Zhang Zongyuan was very curious and suddenly remembered something his mother had said. He used to have a dog at home, and then he went out to practice with an accomplished master. At that time, he still thought it was incredible, how could a dog practice practice?

?

Now that he saw this big, mean black dog, he suddenly felt that anything was possible. He couldn't help but smile: "I remember, you are Xiao Hei, right? You pulled it from the trash can when you were a child?"

The big black dog nodded repeatedly, as if to say that you finally recognized me.

Zhang Zongyuan was overjoyed, hugged the dog's head, touched it, and said, "That's great, come home with me."

Unexpectedly, the big black dog shook its head and pointed its paw into the distance.

Zhang Zongyuan asked: "You mean you have something to do and can't go back with me?"

The big black dog nodded, then stretched out its tongue and licked Zong Yuan's face, turned around and ran away. It ran like lightning and was gone in an instant. Liu Laoshi, who had been silent for the whole time, looked at the big black dog going away.

, suddenly smiled "hehe": "It turns out to be my little brother's dog, interesting, interesting."

Zhang Zongyuan asked strangely: "Brother, how can Xiaohei find your things? How does it know?"

Liu Laoshi sighed and said with a gloomy face: "This dog is notorious in our area. Adults and children are afraid of it. I beat it twice, so I have a problem. This dead dog is very vindictive and has been following me for a while.

Wandering around, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, if he hadn't met you, this thing would have been snatched away by him."

Zhang Zongyuan smiled, handed the sword box back, and said, "It's a good thing you met me."

Liu honestly said: "Brother, since the dead dog gave you the sword box, just accept it. This thing is too high-end, and I can't play with it anyway."

Zhang Zongyuan had a bold temperament and didn't care, so he took back the sword box and said, "Brother, come home with me."

Liu Laoshi glanced far away to the west and shook his head: "I still have some things to do, little brother. I will come find you when I have time. Let's break up."

Both of them are extremely free and easy-going people. They separated immediately and waved goodbye.

Zhang Zongyuan rode Dahua and returned to the base with Liuguang. When he passed by the yard where Dongdong's family lived, Uncle Sun, who was sweeping the floor, narrowed his eyes and said, "Master Zongyuan, the sword box in your hand is so beautiful. I can see it."

see?"

Zongyuan threw the sword box over: "Look, Grandpa Sun."

Uncle Sun gently touched the sword box and sighed: "Many years ago, this sword was stained with the blood of heroes, and I can still see it."

Zhang Zongyuan opened his eyes curiously. He was a child who loved listening to stories the most. He immediately became energetic and followed Uncle Sun to ask questions. Uncle Sun smiled softly and took Zongyuan to sit on the stone board next to him. He just sat down.

Next, Dongdong, who was sweating profusely from playing, also ran over, and the two little kids listened eagerly to Grandpa Sun's story.

"You should know about the war of aggression against China launched by the Japanese army. At that time, the Japanese had sophisticated weapons and excellent military quality. Therefore, once the war started, our country's army suffered a lot and was retreating steadily in the early stage."

Zongyuan asked: "Grandpa Sun, with so many people in our country, why can't we defeat Japan with a small population? Is it because we don't have guns?"

"Because of human nature." Grandpa Sun said leisurely, "In such a big country, with such a large area, everyone has their own ideas. Moreover, the country has been weak for a long time, and most people have lost their momentum. A country is like an army. If

The momentum to dare to face everything is gone, and there is no fighting ability."

Zongyuan sighed and said: "The country was in trouble, why didn't the practitioners at that time take action?"

Grandpa Sun narrowed his eyes and said: "At that time, there was an unwritten rule all over the world. Characters above the level of supernatural powers could not use their supernatural powers to interfere with things in the lower realms. Even the behavior of those characters who hold magic powers must be restricted."

"But two countries broke this tradition, one was Germany and the other was Japan. The Germans cultivated a large number of genetic warriors and mixed them with ordinary soldiers. As a result, they swept across Europe. A peerless figure appeared in Japanese Shintoism

A prodigy who set foot in the Holy Realm at the age of forty. This person is a member of the royal family and his name is Himi."

"Hingjian held the Sword of Clouds and led the Shinto masters to attack our country. The supernatural beings who were the first to know their actions took action to resist, but because there was no participation from the Holy Manifestation, they were all defeated and suffered heavy casualties. I remember

, two cultivators who returned to their true form, four half-step magical powers and dozens of true power realm masters died."

Zongyuan clenched his fists: "Master, why didn't you take action then?"

"You can't blame them. No one expected that Japan's Xian Sheng Dao Lord would personally take action. By the time our Xian Sheng level figures arrived, the tragedy had already occurred. Several Xian Sheng Emperors were furious and directly attacked the Shinto Sect's headquarters with magic weapons.

Altar. Hingjian was no match. His body was cut open, his soul was shattered, and a generation of Taoist monarchs were wiped out. In addition, more than ten Japanese masters of magical powers were beheaded, and thirty-seven cultivation families were wiped out."

Zong Yuan felt very happy, clapped his hands and shouted: "Good! Good kill!"

Grandpa Sun sighed: "But we also paid a heavy price. Six more supernatural power users and more than 60 True Power Realm monks died, hundreds of people were injured, and an emperor's body was damaged and had to be reincarnated to rebuild. Until then.

After that, Japan's arrogance completely disappeared and it gradually lost ground on the battlefield."

Although Zongyuan was a child, he was not stupid. He asked strangely: "Doesn't that Hingjian not know that there are masters of manifesting the saints in our country? How dare he provoke them?"

Grandpa Sun nodded: "Yes, everyone was wondering at that time, why he would rather incur the thunderous wrath of several holy emperors than to take action forcefully? We didn't know the reason until Japan was defeated and surrendered."

"What's the reason?" Zong Yuan asked quickly.

"Hyomi is the reincarnation of a seraph from the Western religion. He deliberately wanted to provoke a war between the spiritual circles of the two countries. After the war between China and Japan, their respective vitality was severely damaged, so the Western religion took advantage of the opportunity and entered unstoppably, absorbing it in the country.

A large number of followers. It was another epic history. How many heroes turned into ashes. Fortunately, there was a generation of heavenly kings who turned the tide..."

When Grandpa Sun said this, he suddenly smiled and said, "Master Zongyuan, Madam asked you to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xian's voice sounded: "Zongyuan, where are you?"

Zhang Zongyuan had no choice but to carry the sword box and leave obediently, muttering: "I'm obviously not hungry at all."

While eating, Zhang Jun finally noticed the sword box in Zong Yuan's hand. He looked through it and felt a sharp sword light sweep towards him. He was so shocked that he quickly closed his eyes and asked: "Zong Yuan, where did this come from?

"

Zong Yuan did not dare to hide anything and told the story one by one. Zhang Jun was surprised after hearing this. He understood that the man named Liu Laoshi was probably the master who stole the Tiancong Yun Sword. What surprised him most was that Zong Yuan

I actually met a big black dog. How could that dead dog be in the northwest? Could it be that crazy Taoists are here too?

Seeing Zhang Jun thinking silently, Zong Yuan put the sword box on the table: "Dad, I heard from Grandpa Sun that this sword is very powerful. You can play with it."

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "Keep your things. Next time I meet your sworn brother, take him home to play."

"Okay." Zong Yuan agreed happily.

In the afternoon of that day, Zhang Jun took a helicopter to observe within a radius of 100 kilometers near the base, but could not find the whereabouts of the big black dog and the crazy Taoist. He gave up the search and set off for Japan the next day.

This was not the first time he came to Japan. This time he came to Japan as a tourist under the pseudonym Zhang Dong. He was accompanied by the seven Phaetons who were hypnotized by Abe. He still contacted Japan's Hongmen first.

After the call was put through, Zhang Jun heard a strange voice: "Who are you?"

Zhang Jun's heart moved: "I'm looking for Wang Zimei."

The other party paused for a moment: "Mr. Wang is out, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Jun did not speak, but directly hung up the phone, turned off the phone, and threw it into the trash can. There were no Japanese around Wang Zimei, and his people would not speak so bluntly. This shows that there is something wrong with Hongmen in Japan.

Question. He first placed the seven Abe Phaeton people in the hotel, and then quickly rushed to Japan's Hongmen headquarters to check the situation.

Back then, he and Nangong Zi swept through the Japanese underground world, wiped out the Yamaguchi-gumi, and leveled Tianzhaohui. The Japanese Hongmen then took over the territory of the Yamaguchi-gumi and developed rapidly.

Arriving near the headquarters, he looked through with Buddha's eyes and saw that there was not even a single Hongmen member in the Hongmen headquarters. Instead, there were a large number of Japanese entrenched here, which made his heart sink. He vaguely saw what happened here.

, a group of Japanese masters rushed in and started killing the Hongmen disciples.

These people were so powerful that it took them less than half an hour to wipe out the entire Hongmen of Japan. Hundreds of people died, including women and children. The scene of killing flashed through Zhang Jun's mind, and he took a deep breath.

, did not act rashly.

At this moment, in the lobby of the Hongmen headquarters, a Japanese was talking to his superiors: "Someone called Wang Zimei. It may be a senior figure in Hongmen. Yes, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the Japanese said to his subordinates: "Get ready immediately. If anyone breaks in, shoot and kill!"

"yes!"

After leaving the headquarters, he picked up the phone and dialed the Hongmen main hall to ask about the situation of Hongmen in Japan. What surprised him was that the main hall did not know what was happening in Japan. It seemed that the murderer was very good at hiding things.

At least no one discovered it.

"It was me who harmed them! I was careless at the time!" He sighed, deeply blaming himself. If he hadn't destroyed the Amaterasu Kai and Yamaguchi-gumi, he would not have implicated Japan's Hongmen. This is Japan after all, no matter what happens,

No matter how strong it is, it can't defeat Japan's local forces.

"Now that Japan's Hongmen is gone, what else do I have to fear?" His eyes were cold, "No matter who the murderer is, they must pay the price! Brother Wang, I will avenge you and the Hongmen brothers!"


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