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Chapter 224

The night was already very deep.

Wu Qing patted the open space beside him,

"Come and sit."

Xi Ding greeted the Hua Gong who had regrouped and asked them to take good care of the two injured brothers. He sat next to Wu Qing and said with a wry smile,

"Sir, if it's not for my uncle's business considerations, with your ability... In short, you are tired and angry."

"Where, it was aimed at me."

Wu Qing smiled indifferently, and asked seemingly unintentionally,

"Business is so important?"

Xi Ding smiled wryly again,

"Sir, you are joking. If it is not for money, who would be willing to travel across the ocean and leave home?"

Although the scar on his arm made Xi Ding twitch in his heart, he still forced a smile, as if he was grateful from the heart,

"Crossing across the ocean is not so easy. Four years ago, my uncle hadn't made a fortune. I sold my property and came here to join my uncle on a piggy boat. At that time, I couldn't afford even a higher grade. If you don’t have a ticket, you can only squeeze with the piggies in the lowest cabin.

There are more than 2000 fellow villagers in the bilge of that boat, but only a little over 1000 of them can actually go ashore in San Francisco.The rest starved to death, died of illness, died of heat, and were beaten to death by ghost supervisors... I am really lucky to be able to survive until now.

Not to mention that many fellow countrymen died without knowing where they were after landing. I haven’t met the other people who came to San Francisco on the same boat with me for a long time... Why did they risk their lives?It's not just about making money.In order to make money, I dare to do anything, and I can bear anything..."

In a foreign country, with a bright moon, a few Chinese laborers beside me sang in a low voice,

"In the sixth year of Tongming, Jinshan was built,
It is extremely difficult to take up the role of Yao Xian.

Penny boats cross the sea,
The divorced wife and sister went to ask for money.

Don't forget the girl in the room,
Don't hang on to the second high hall..."

Xi Ding pretended to be relaxed, and grinned,
"It's always been like this. I was bullied by a ghost by myself. My uncle opened a labor service company and was bullied by the ghost railway company. The bald white ghost is from the railway company, and I am from the labor service company." People, I am bullied by them, it is not a disadvantage."

Wu Qing shrugged his shoulders. Those who were really beaten said so. It's boring to force a cow to eat grass, and he is not a good character to be a teacher.

The premise of helping others is to act according to the wishes of the person being helped, otherwise it is just condescending and self-righteous.

And after all, I am not someone who can stay here forever... At worst, before I leave, I will give Xiding a big red envelope—Xiding must like it.

Thinking like this, Wu Qing crossed his legs and closed his eyes to visualize. Before he could fully outline the state of the dharma body, a strong wind came towards him.

boom!
Wu Qing raised his arm and grasped it firmly with his five fingers. He opened his eyes...

A wooden Frisbee in hand...

Not far from the frisbee, the bald white ghost and a few companions laughed hahaha, and their playful eyes swept over the faces of several cowering Chinese workers next to Wu Qing, and finally reached Wu Qing's face, but they were caught by him. The cold eyes startled.

The white ghosts reacted, a little embarrassed, and shouted louder,
"Pick it up!"

Wu Qing's eyebrows flickered a few times, his eyes looked over, the corners of his mouth curled up, hugging Yin Qi,

"court death!"

Click!Wooden frisbee broken into sawdust.

The cypress tree shook violently, footprints were left on the tree trunk, Wu Qing kicked his feet and shot out violently.

Xi Ding yelled in horror, "Sir?"

The eyes of the white ghosts turned cold, and they frantically took out axes and daggers from their waists...

puff!

One of the several people side by side was thrown directly to the ground by the spear. Amidst the screams, the silver spear was held by Wu Qing's five fingers who suddenly appeared, and he did not draw the gun.With a flip of the palm, a red shadow of the knife swept away, the edge of the blade was covered with a layer of iron cold under the moonlight, and the light of the knife was light.

A parallel bloodstain split from the waists of several white ghosts almost simultaneously, and several crooked figures fell down at the same time.

Only the bald Fogg's eyes blurred, and a huge impact hit him head-on, his entire face was pinched by Wu Qing who drew his knife and kicked forward.

Without mercy, Wu Qing pinched the bald Fogg's face and slammed it down to the ground.

puff!

Wu Qing's palm sank deeply into the frame of the bald Fogg's face, only feeling wet and greasy. After he stirred it violently, it disappeared flatly.

The four steam guards in the white tent area reacted quickly enough and immediately shouted,

"Enemy attack! Kill him!"

The situation escalated like Xi Ding didn't want to see before.But Wu Qing was not afraid at all.

He pulled out his left hand, bringing out sticky bloodshot eyes, sharp eyes, a big silver spear like a rainbow piercing the sun, and the whistling sound of the wind was sharp and ear-piercing, wrapped in unstoppable momentum, he shot out fiercely.

He was aiming at the steam guard at the door of Philip's tent with a pipe in his mouth. His reaction couldn't be more unpleasant, and his legs suddenly exerted force.

Kara~
The brass pipes fit together, the gears rotated, red steam gushed out from the ankles with iron rivets, like blood foam, the action suddenly accelerated, and it was easy to dodge the big guns that came from more than 30 meters away, and turned back with a fierce face , but Wu Qing was nowhere to be seen.

"Lores! That gun! Behind you!"

The other three steam guards yelled, and Lores, who was smoking a pipe, shrank his pupils, turned his head to look at the silver gun that had flown past him, and a figure emerged clutching the barrel of the gun.

Lores took a big step, and the big hand enveloped Wu Qing's shoulder, and the red steam of the iron arm replaced the copper-colored couplings of the joints from the shoulder, elbow, wrist, and knuckles of the iron arm. It sprayed out from the gap.

The industrial arm coming off the production line is rendered like the devil's hand in fantasy novels.

At this very moment, feeling the touch of his fingertips, Lores sneered, staring into his brown eyes, and was about to exert force.

The silver gun pierces the night, the blade swallows and screams!
The icy blade of Doumu Zhengsheng's spear tore through Lores' uniform and iron sheet in an instant.

"Ping ping pong pong-"

Only the sound of several continuous brittle metal fractures was heard.

Blood sprayed, gears collapsed, and steam surged!

Lores was pierced through the abdomen by a large gun that was as cold as snow, and the complex structure under it was faintly visible through the cracks in the wound.

A steel body strong enough to resist elephant bullets, but pierced by a cold weapon? !
Lores couldn't believe that he lowered his head to look at his wound, but he met a yellow face with Chinese characteristics.

Black hair and black pupils, prominent cheekbones, originally synonymous with cowardice and incompetence, but those spark-like eyes burned him all over.

Wu Qing resisted with both feet, tightly grasped the silver spear with ten fingers, and pulled it upward...

The steam surged wildly, and the screams continued.

Lores was picked up high by Yingyue, and the irresistible force tore his wound open again, almost cutting him in half.

Wu Qing acted as if she had never heard of it, and lightly hooked her finger.

boom!The moon bead crashed into Lores' chest like a cannonball, and the miniature steam boiler located on Lores' chest exploded, thick red steam shrouded the blood-stained copper pipe!No bones left!

Jie Jiesheng's evaluation of Lores is casual, just pediatrics.Wu Qing just wanted to see if the steam boiler was really the weakness of the steam guard.

"Lores?!"

The pupils of the other three steam guards shrank like needles, and their reactions were not slow.

The copper pipes in the body were reddened and shiny by the hot red steam, and the three steam guards trembled all over. The joints and couplings of each place were perfectly coordinated, and the overall movement was amazingly fast. arms.

The shotguns of the spears are different, and it can be seen that there are small gaps in the iron skin of their bodies, revealing the complex structure and various weapons...

The leader of the exploration team in the tent, the strongest among the steam guards, Philip, he noticed the movement later, but the time to increase the power output of the steam boiler was even shorter. The raised semi-curved brass tube was torn apart, and sharp tongues of flame spewed out from it.

The Colorado Type [-] Micro Steamer is an epoch-making product with higher efficiency, more steam, larger piston, and faster flywheel crankshaft.

Successfully raised the upper limit of steam soldiers from a super strong individual soldier to a chariot level!
The only flaw is that as an industrial product, the output is extremely unstable.

There was a sharp sound in the tent, like a siren, mixed with the screaming sound of the connecting rod structure running at high speed, Philip's figure suddenly flew into the air, twisted, and fell to the ground.

The steel feet fell to the ground, and the red mist was released everywhere!
But Philip, who turned around quickly, happened to see a refraction of the moon bead, which casually pierced through the head of another steam guard. The scalps of the remaining two steam guards exploded, and they stopped their steps abruptly.

But Wu Qing didn't let them go, with a movement of his eyes, blood shot out from the moonbeads, and his two big heads were shattered.

boom!The blood-stained gear rolled to Philip's feet, and it spun for a long time before it was covered.

They're all just little ones, so they can't waste much of Wu Qing's effort.

But Philip only saw that the three corpses sprayed an overwhelming red, which was a mixture of blood mist and steam, and the silver moon was faintly visible in it. A face that is about to overflow.

Philip, Tlaloc who came out of the tent, and even the Chinese laborers who were startled by the loud noise realized for the first time that a yellow face and high cheekbones could look so menacing and heroic.

Philip's face flushed red, his eyes burst into anger, and he let out a roar.

There was a small hole in the arm, and the brass-colored bullet came out of the chamber impressively.

Bullets fell on Wu Qing's body one after another, causing the crimson gas mask to shake for a while. Wu Qing knew in his heart that it wasn't something strange like a wild revolver, but even a few rounds of the gas mask wouldn't be able to hold it. but Philip didn't understand it, and only thought it was evil witchcraft...

Wu Qing was already approaching with a gun.

Philip's emerald green eyes raised, the whistle sounded sharply on his back, the machine spring and steam were activated at the same time, the hinges slammed, sharp blades shaped like praying mantis claws popped out from both arms, and the gears in the trouser legs rubbed violently against the bearings. Sparks.

The semi-steel body weighing nearly half a ton rushed towards Wu Qing with unstoppable momentum, his eyes were faintly afraid of the hovering moon bead.

Wu Qing's lips curled up, trying to make a difference.

Lifting his hand, the carved dragon blade stabbed forward, and the blade pierced Philip's throat. Philip followed the momentum and kept moving, raising his hand to shoot a shotgun.

Wu Qing tilted his body to the scorching hot marbles coming towards his face, and chopped down with two sharp blades in the air.

Don't worry about the two knives, but what presses them down is the steel pushed by the steam, so the two sharp blades are so powerful!

Wu Qing didn't even think about it, the dharma body emerged from the flames, with a spear pointing to his head.

There was a loud bang, and the two black lacquered arms under the silver gun felt numb, and the soles of his feet sank half an inch into the ground, but Wu Qing's expression did not change, and he seemed not to be struggling. He took it for granted.

But in the eyes of others, this is not the case. Tlaloc, who heard the movement and walked out of the tent, was shocked. He knew that Philip equipped with a four-type micro-steamer could easily clean up ten old models. A small army!

The two snow-white sharp blades rubbed against the barrel of the gun violently, and they were lifted up from the gun body, Wu Qinggang was about to step into the gun.

"boom!"

A shotgun shattered the blue military uniform from Philip's shoulder and hit Wu Qing in the face.

"Fast, powerful, with fancy heat weapons."

After two rounds, Wu Qing already had a count in his mind, turned around, and several single-headed shotguns flew through the gaps in Wu Qing's body, and fell on the ground to explode small pits.

He held the butt of the gun with his back hand and pulled it behind his back, bent his elbow with his front hand, pulled the tip of the gun back an inch in front of his shoulder with both hands, and the body of the gun wrapped around his back, revealing the empty hole.

Philip saw the right timing, the brass jets on his back produced a huge thrust, his arms were sharp and the tip of the knife tore through the red mist-filled air with hatred, and rushed to stab Wu Qing's chest.

The moonbead that had been hovering suddenly moved, Philip was not surprised or angry, the air vents on his back were fine-tuned, his whole body turned over, his legs were like windmills, the moonbead brushed past his clothes, and the bright saber was full of strength , but he didn't secretly rejoice, but felt a chill in his heart!
Without raising her head, Wu Qing pointed out the big silver gun behind her back like a poisonous snake. The timing of the point was the moment Philip turned over. His body full of explosive power was like a dragon stirring up clouds, as if he had exhausted all his strength. The blade of the gun pierced Philip's chest fiercely and lifted him high.

The butt of the gun touched the ground, the body of the gun was slightly bent, and the blade of the gun picked up Philip, who looked like a dead fish.

As long as Wu Qing twisted the blade, he could directly split Philip's precious steam boiler, making Philip end up with no bones left like Lores.Philip was completely powerless to stop it, and could only watch the moon bead refracted several times, easily smashing the other white ghosts who were running away until their chests were hollowed out and blood flowed everywhere.

Wu Qing raised Philip and shouted,
"Xiding, come here."

There were corpses strewn all over the ground, and Xiding's legs were about to go limp. After dawdling for a while, he came to Wu Qing with a crying face.
"gentlemen."

Wu Qing said, "Translation."

Xi Ding nodded.

Wu Qing looked at Philip with a smile in his eyes, "How much money can you pay for your life?"

Each Type IV Steam Guard is an important property of various companies and pays well.

Philip was already a fish on the chopping board, and even more courageous, he was so frightened that he gasped twice, "哬哬",
"Left breast pocket, Wells Fargo passbook, $123, password is philip[-]."

"not enough."

Wu Qing pursed her lips and smiled, the big silver gun disappeared out of thin air, and the moon bead pierced directly through the gap made by Doumu Zhengsheng's gun.

Philip also exploded into a dirty firework, Wu Qing joked in his heart,
"Now I'm Speedy Vegeta too."

Then he looked down at the entrance of Philip's tent, the stunned Tlaloc said with a smile,
"Old man, we meet again, this time we have to have a good chat."

(End of this chapter)