Wang Liangyu is not really invulnerable. The bulletproof vest can prevent very few bullets. A slightly more powerful rifle can easily kill him.
Fortunately, Wang Liangyu caused so much noise in the Northeast that both the Japs and the Chinese people were convinced that Wang Liangyu was invulnerable.
This can be considered an unexpected surprise.
But, what is fake is still fake after all.
Maybe in the future, Wang Liangyu will be able to practice to the point of being invulnerable, but I don’t believe it now.
Therefore, before the truth is exposed, Wang Liangyu must solve the trouble as soon as possible. Even if it cannot be completely solved, some people with ulterior motives must be deterred.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu turned to look at Chen Shi and asked, "Do you know where the little devil is?"
Chen Shi coughed dryly and shook his head.
Chen Shiyi is not from Tianjin, and he is not a foot traveler. Relying on his master-disciple relationship with Geng Liangchen, it is okay to get some gossip from the foot trade. But if it is really more advanced information, he will have no way.<
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Wang Liangyu understood as soon as his mind turned around, and turned to look at Geng Liangchen.
Geng Liangchen understood, turned around and ran outside.
After running a few steps, Geng Liangchen ran back again, handed the small box in his hand to the tea girl, and told her to keep it well.
The tea soup girl lowered her face solemnly, with a resolute expression of "if the box exists, the person will be alive, but the box will destroy the person."
Geng Liangchen couldn't help laughing when he saw this, gently hugged the tea girl, and then quickly ran away as their faces quickly turned red.
"Liangyu, what do you want to do?" Gong Ruomei frowned. Although she roughly guessed what Wang Liangyu wanted to do, she still couldn't help but want to make sure.
Wang Liangyu looked casual and said with a smile: "What else can I do, pick the little devil from Jinmen!"
"Isn't this not good?" Before the others could speak, Zhao Guohui spoke first.
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Zhao Guohui looked indifferent, lifted her broken hair from her ears, looked at everyone, and said seriously: "There are a lot of little devils in Jinmen!"
"Don't get me wrong, I will only look for soldiers and spies. I won't touch the merchants and ordinary people who are serious about doing business." Wang Liangyu explained with a smile.
Of course, Wang Liangyu also knows in his heart that in this era, few of the little devils who appear in China are really clean, and most of them have ulterior motives.
But, too much is never enough.
The soldiers and spies who assassinated the little Japs could be said to have avenged their country and family, but it would be unjustifiable if civilians were touched.
"I do know some news!" Peng Yiting coughed lightly and interjected.
Wang Liangyu turned to look over, glanced at Peng Yiting up and down, and asked slightly suspiciously: "Tell me about it!"
"The kid who appeared at Peng's house mentioned a name at that time. He was probably the person he would contact after the incident." Peng Yiting was not an ordinary martial artist. He was proficient in writing and had also learned some foreign languages. He repeated the name in an awkward manner.<
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"Ichiro Fujita?"
Everyone present knows some Yingyu language and can hear it.
Wang Liangyu has been influenced by *** for many years and can understand some syllables.
Because Gong Ruomei was born in the Northeast, there were too many little devils around her, and she was much more proficient than Wang Liangyu.
Zhao Guohui may not have a good background, but she went to a foreign church school since she was a child, and later worked in a Western restaurant. She doesn't speak English, but can understand some English, German, and Russian.
She is just the tea soup girl who knows nothing.
I heard the name of the person, but who it was, everyone looked at each other in confusion, and then looked at Zhao Guohui.
Zhao Guohui is a native of Jinmen and works in a Western restaurant, so she must know more than them.
Feeling the eyes of everyone, Zhao Guohui couldn't help but feel a little nervous, frowned and thought for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "I do know someone who teaches Ichiro Fujita, but he is a Chinese teacher..."
"Whether it is or not, we'll talk about it after we find someone!" Wang Liangyu shrugged, with a smile on his face, looking nonchalant.
In fact, Wang Liangyu has already sentenced Fujita Ichiro to death. What kind of development is this for a little devil to come to China to teach Chinese!
After learning the address of Ichiro Fujita from Zhao Guohui, Wang Liangyu did not act immediately.
The purpose of provoking the little devils in Jinmen is to intimidate.
Therefore, the movement should be loud, but not too upright. The more mysterious the better!
In this way, it is best to do it at night.
After having an idea in mind, Wang Liangyu turned his attention to the current situation.
The wedding has ended before it even started. People were bleeding to death, and now even the groom has been sent out to attend to errands.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and turned to apologize to the tea girl.
The tea soup girl was even more frightened and almost knelt down in front of Wang Liangyu.
Fortunately, Gong Ruomei caught the tea girl in time and persuaded Wang Liangyu: "In a few days when we are free, let's hold another wedding!" Then he changed the subject, pointed to the corpse in the courtyard, and said, "The trouble now is
Yes, how to deal with these?"
"Call the corpse dragging team from the patrol room and they will take care of it!" Zhao Guohui coughed lightly and said with experience, "There are various deaths in Jinmen every year, and the corpse dragging team is responsible for handling them."
When Wang Liangyu heard this, he no longer thought about it and prepared to ask Chen Shi to inform him.
Not wanting to, Peng Yiting hurriedly stopped him: "No!"
"What's wrong?" Wang Liangyu turned to look at Peng Yiting, thought for a while, and said, "For the sake of providing information, I will spare your life. You can leave now! The grudge between me and the Peng family has been wiped out!" Peng Yiting turned pale and said bitterly: "Mr. Wang, do you think I can really walk out of this yard safely?" Without waiting for Wang Liangyu to speak, he continued, "Once they find out that I am not dead, if so, you will choose Jinmen again.
As for the little devils, when the time comes, they will definitely know that it was me who leaked the secret, and they will never let me go."
"Besides, do you think the Peng family is still there now?" At this point, Peng Yiting looked a little sad and said sadly, "The Peng family has nearly a hundred members, and I'm afraid I'm the only one left!"
Wang Liangyu was startled when he heard this. Thinking about the methods of the little devils and warlords, most of the people in the Peng family's ancestral home have been silenced.
"So, what do you want to do?" Wang Liangyu looked Peng Yiting up and down and asked with a little curiosity.
Peng Yiting looked angry, gritted his teeth and said: "Revenge!"
"Revenge? Are you looking for me?" Wang Liangyu laughed strangely and looked at Peng Yiting meaningfully. If Peng Yiting showed the slightest intention of revenge, Wang Liangyu would never spare his life.
Peng Yiting was startled, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I, Peng Yiting, am not an ignorant person. The culprits of this incident are the little devils and various warlords. They have no direct relationship with sir." After a pause, he added,
"Sir, I'm just protecting myself. My father and the others are responsible for themselves and have nothing to do with you!"
"Revenge, then go and take revenge!" Wang Liangyu looked at Peng Yiting up and down and said casually.
Hearing this, Peng Yiting knelt down directly and said, "Peng Yiting begs you, sir, to accept me as your disciple!" He kowtowed several times until his forehead turned red, and then continued, "In this world, you are the only one who dares to go against little devils and warlords.
Only your husband has such strength. If I want to take revenge, I must rely on him!"
Wang Liangyu was stunned for a moment. He had never thought of accepting Peng Yiting as his disciple.
But after being reminded by Peng Yiting, Wang Liangyu realized that this was a good idea.
Regardless of anything else, just talking about Peng Yiting's talent is very remarkable. He is known as the Qilin son of the Peng family. He has practiced Peng's Tai Chi to a state of neither strength nor softness at the age of more than 20 years old. He is even more powerful than his father Peng Qianwu.
How much.
Wang Liangyu is naturally attracted by such a talent.
However, when thinking about the grudge between himself and the Peng family, Wang Liangyu could not help but hesitate a little. He knew nothing about Peng Yiting's character, so if he accepted him as his disciple rashly, he might have trouble in the future!
Peng Yiting knelt on the ground motionless, watching Wang Liangyu's changing expression, hesitating for a long time, and said: "I know that Mr. Peng has asked the Peng family for Peng's Tai Chi strength. As long as Mr. accepts me as his disciple, I will give you all the Peng's Tai Chi strength."