Great Entrepreneur of the Universe

Chapter 305: The moon is dark and the wind is high, what is your purpose?
After a while, Wang Shouliang had just watched Chen Jinnan and Xiao Shuang'er leave when he saw a figure walking out of the darkness of the night, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He had known about the other party's approach, even Chen Jinnan had known about it, otherwise the chief helmsman might have stayed around for a while.

When Wang Shouliang saw the other party's appearance clearly, he was slightly stunned and asked curiously, "Who do you belong to? You don't know any martial arts?!"

He was slightly stunned because this was also a familiar face. She was seventeen or eighteen years old and in her prime. She could be called a beautiful woman, but the way she walked showed that she didn't know any martial arts.

Guarjia Qinggeer stooped and bowed, "Hero, this little girl from the Guarjia clan, my father is Ao Zhongtang, one of the four auxiliary officials..."

Wang Shouliang laughed and interrupted her, "Obai also uses beauty traps? It's a long night and I have no intention of sleeping. I'll go first and pay a visit to your house."

Under laughter, he moved his body and disappeared into the night.

The lanterns were also turned off at the same time, and the free trucks were put into the carry-on space.

Qinggeer was left alone in the farmland, confused and confused.

For the next ten minutes or so, no matter whether they were shouting, searching, or groping, they could no longer find Wang Shouliang's whereabouts, not even the giant strange car from before.

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"There are definitely more Hans in the capital than Manchus. You kill one and I'll kill a pair, that's it!"

If there are fewer people and empty space, the Qing government will immigrate Han families from other places.

The people of the capital's generation have suffered enough misfortunes. They shaved their hair and changed clothes, raced horses and enclosed land, etc., but this is the capital after all.

Two pointed bullets stuck in both hands...

Wang Shouliang nodded, "In order to realize the siege rhythm as much as possible, I can only increase the speed occasionally."

However, master-level Tai Chi and other soft-strength and four-liang lifting techniques can minimize noise during turning and leaping. Tai Chi also has techniques such as footwork, bodywork, and taking advantage of the wind.

Which of the top management of the Manchu, Mongolian and Han Eight Banners could do without the services of slaves and servants?
Obai's horizontal training Qi was running to the limit, and he was full of vigilance, "It's useless if you only say this to me."

Mulima was also confused, "Where is the person? He's missing again?"

"There is an assassin, please protect me!"

His hands had been torn apart by pointed bullets, and the bullets were lodged in the bones of his hands.

He was fully vigilant, his Qi had reached its limit, and he was still approved, and he still broke through five out of five defenses!

Bullets also pierced the flesh of his left shoulder and left leg. Aobai opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, which mixed with his teeth and bullets and fell to the ground.

A new round of screams sounded, and another series of dull and dense gunshots flooded out. Except for Obai, there was no nuisance. The first guards who rushed into the courtyard died tragically one after another, leaving no one alive.

With his master-level horizontal training skills, he actually felt that from the first shot, Wang Shouliang did not target his throat, eyes, or heart.

Oboi's eyesight in the dark was far inferior to Wang Shouliang's, not even one-tenth of his.

But he could vaguely see that it was just a Mauser rifle, not the Barrett who almost killed him during the day. He also took a deep breath and said, "Didn't you say a one-month consideration period?"

The opponent's five shots were aimed at non-vital parts such as hands, feet and legs.

Wang Shouliang formally raised his Mauser rifle, "Starting from you, I will talk one by one."

Wang Shouliang relied on his perception, super vision, hearing, smell, etc. to form a big net, and he came to the courtyard twice more. He saw that the strong and strong Obai had already grabbed a sword and pushed open the room. He opened the door and looked at him with eyes like lightning.

Capital City, Aobai Mansion.

"grown ups!!"

"Such a big strange car? Are you sure it disappeared without any movement? Hiss... this is more mysterious than Liu Bang killing the white snake."

His various martial arts prowess has long since reached a level where a feather cannot be added or a fly cannot fall. His powerful physique is capable of explosive power, and his straight-line leaps and leaps will make a sound in the air.

Ordinary guards and patrols failed to notice his arrival. Instead, deep in a separate courtyard, a series of movements suddenly sounded.

Wang Shouliang gave them a one-month deadline. In the first week, they had preliminary discussions and small-scale sieges, poisonings, assassinations, etc. When they were suppressed, not many people took the one-month deadline seriously.

Qinggeer also reacted and said excitedly, "Chang Kechi, that person just seemed to say that he wanted to go to my house!!!"

Wang Shouliang cannot avoid the wind resistance problem, let alone avoid it.

Mulima was confused again, what the hell? I tricked such a beautiful niece into entering your tent at night...Okay, is a strange car also one of the tents? !
If you don't spend time with her and spend time together, why are you going to his eldest brother's house? Could it be that that guy doesn't like women, but instead likes strong men like his elder brother Obai? !

Ao Bai's mansion also quickly heard bursts of noise, as well as various shouts and galloping sounds. When a group of guards gathered in the other courtyard and pushed in the door with torches, they saw Ao Zhongtang in a graceless manner. Slumped in the corridor.

"I hope that when you abandon the capital and flee, you will try your best not to kidnap, coerce, or kill innocent people."

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Only then did Gualja Qinger call for help in the direction where Mulima, Namufo and others were at first. After some time passed, the powerful Mulima came quickly and lit up the fire folders and torches.

Obai ignored the tragic death of his men, stood up and looked towards a direction close to Bauhinia City, "It's just a small spear, but it's so powerful?!"

When he carried the faint sound of wind, he landed on the roof of an attic building in Obai Mansion.

It can only be said that the bullets entering the flesh and getting stuck in the bones, or knocking out the teeth, have proved the horror of the thirteen Taibao's brutal training.

This is a Mauser 98 with pointed bullets, shooting at a distance of more than ten meters! !

Wang Shouliang flickered across the sky like a ghost. Although he also stirred up a series of energy in the process, the sound of the energy breaking through the air was not loud.

Wang Shouliang had a Mauser rifle in his hand and said with a smile, "Ao Zhongtang, I heard that your Thirteen Taibao practiced the golden bell shield and is extraordinary invulnerable. Why don't you try to block this quick bullet?"

The moment the words of conversation were spoken, five shots were fired in a row, and the deafening and dull gunshots flashed past, and Wang Shouliang had disappeared.

It's a dark night today, with no moonlight and only scattered starlight.

They were all waiting for Wang Shouliang to run out of bullets and shells and turn into a tiger without his claws.

The demolition of the city wall was a completely new shock, the Liberty Truck disappeared and reappeared out of thin air, and this night attack...

Oboi, who was in his fifties and had been in the battlefield and officialdom for most of his life, could not help but feel a huge sense of powerlessness, fear and panic in his heart.

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The night was darker.

The originally peaceful and orderly city within the city, the largest courtyard in the capital, was suddenly awakened by a series of rapid gunshots.

There were people near the little emperor frantically shouting for escort...

...Cining Palace.

When Wang Shouliang floated down to the palace garden, carrying a Mauser rifle on his shoulder, and was about to step forward, Long'er, the saint of the Dragon Cult, had already put on the human skin mask of the fake queen mother, and rushed out, with a solemn face as if she was facing a powerful enemy, " Rebel!"

"It's late at night, the moon is dark and the wind is high. What is your purpose in entering my bedroom?"

Long Er was flustered and confused. After all, she had witnessed Wang Shouliang's massacre of Hai Dafu with her own eyes, and knew that his martial arts skills were not as unfathomable as usual.

What’s even more outrageous is that even if you broke into the palace and wanted to do great things, instead of messing with the little emperor, why did you come to the palace of her "Queen Mother"?
Under normal circumstances, wouldn't the little emperor's mother be translucent? When talking about the throne, there is Kangxi, when talking about coercion in the harem, there is also Dayu'er.

Dorgon can't even play Dayu'er, so who is she?
It was nothing more than following the orders of the leader of the Shenlong Cult, pretending to be the Queen Mother, coming in to search for the Forty-Two Chapters, and collecting all kinds of information by the way, in order to facilitate Wu Sangui's rebellion in the future.

There was Kangxi before him, and Dayu'er behind him...

The bedroom of her middleman? Saint Long'er was really panicking at this moment. She didn't show her true appearance, and she was still wearing the human skin mask of the fake queen mother.

Could it be that this big rebel likes wives? Looking for excitement? ?
Wang Shouliang laughed, and reached Long Er's side in a flash, and reached out to hold down the dragon's thorn that the other party wanted to explode. "I'm here to remind you that Wu Sangui is not only ambitious, but also wants to rebel."

"I also covet the Shenlong Su Female Skill of your Shenlong Sect. I heard that with this skill, as long as a woman loses her virginity, eight of her powers will be lost to the man..."

"This is too outrageous. There is a big problem with this technique itself."

"If you have time, you should change to another skill as soon as possible to practice, otherwise there will be a continuous stream of people targeting you."

"By the way, this is a repeating long rifle with 300 rounds of ammunition. You can experience the power of the firearm and then go back and tell your master whether you will continue to be loyal to Wu Sangui for several generations."

"Also, the Shenlong Su Nu Gong is said to be immune to all poisons, but it cannot protect against silver medicine."

"take care."

Wang Shouliang spoke a lot, but he spoke clearly and quickly. He fell into Long Er's ears within ten seconds. When the last words fell, he had already stepped away.

The wind whirlpools in the void spread rapidly and disappeared, but the sound was not loud.

Long'er, "..."

She is so messy that her identity is revealed? When was it exposed? What’s even more bizarre is where did the other party’s inexplicable kindness and reminder come from! !

Long'er is a holy girl from the Dragon Cult, and her talent in martial arts is also very strong.

Just relying on her own cultivation, she already had the strength to easily defeat Hai Dafu at the age of eighteen or nineteen. However, her current strength is still two different things from being able to compete with Master Jiu Nan without falling behind after inheriting her master's lifelong skills.

In the original trajectory, she was able to defeat and capture Oboi, relying on the use of softness to overcome strength, as well as the support of her subordinates such as the Tiansi Silk Formation.

A moment later, when several Dragon Sect disciples disguised as palace maids rushed to see what was going on, Long Er had already thrown his rifle into the bedroom and pretended to be nothing. He gave an order, "I'm fine here. Go and find out the little emperor's situation as soon as possible."

She didn't know whether the little emperor was alive or dead, or if he was okay.

Once something happens to the emperor, even if he has other brothers, the empress dowager Da Yu'er can re-establish a new emperor, but this will have a huge impact on Wu Sangui and other warlords, including the Qing court.

After much deliberation, Long Er finally climbed up the palace wall and walked out of the largest courtyard after a cup of tea.

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It’s another new day and the sun is rising.

When Wang Shouliang was cooking breakfast in the countryside of Daxing, he had already taken off his human skin mask, and Long Er, who showed his true appearance at the level of Cao Yun, stepped on the surface in the image of a man.

She didn't stop until she was a few steps away from Wang Shouliang, holding the folding fan in her hand, "Who are you? Have you known me before?"

"I've been thinking about it all night, and I don't know how you discovered my identity."

Wang Shouliang looked at the saint who was eighteen or nineteen years old and had a pretty face, and shook his head, "This is not important."

"The skills you practice, starting from the first generation, have obvious attributes of making wedding clothes for others."

"I guess it's because your master and grand master are not beautiful that it has spread to this day."

Long Er was speechless. She had never considered this issue before, and she had been raised by her master since she was a child. She had also been brainwashed by her master and said that Wu Sangui was a great hero... Shenlong Cult must be loyal and so on.

But after some issues are pointed out, those with some brains can understand them.

The problem with the Shenlong Sunu Kung Fu is that no matter how many generations of inheritance you have received, no matter whether you are a genius or not, once you lose your virginity, you will lose 80% of it! !
The nature of this Taoist dual cultivation of taking the yin and replenishing the yang is too prominent.

Wang Shouliang continued to cook, "I have a very good Quanzhenxin method or Huashan Hunyuan Gong here. If you know how to retain your own skills as much as possible and switch to new methods, you can give it a try."

The two secret books in his words were also sent to him through the air.

Long Er took it casually and frowned, "What is your relationship with me? Or do you have an intention against me?"

Wang Shouliang did not explain, but asked curiously, "Have you ever heard of Baotei Yijin Pills?"

To talk about the biggest regret that may exist in this plane, it is that the people and things in this version are lost to the butterfly.

But it’s not certain whether the butterflies fell out or not.

Long Er thought for dozens of seconds and shook his head, "I haven't heard of it, but my Shenlong Sect has a lot of books, whether it's martial arts secrets, disguise books, tracking and forced confessions, or poison refining, etc., there are many, and I haven't read them. How many."

"Since you were rebelling, why didn't you kill the little emperor last night?"

Wang Shouliang said with a smile, "A little emperor cannot control the overall situation. I don't want the elite Manchus who have no retreat to come during the January period and put the butcher's knife on the necks of the people and negotiate terms with me."

"The little emperor alive is more useful than dead. I don't mind kidnapping him if necessary, so that the rest of the Qing court can successfully escape from the capital according to my wishes."

Whether it is rogues attacking a city or the Jin Dynasty attacking the Ming Dynasty, expelling the people and attacking the city is a common operation in military attack and defense.

Long Er nodded and asked uncertainly, "Wu Sangui really covets my skills?"

Wang Shouliang rolled his eyes and complained, "What do you think? As long as I sleep with you, you can steal 80% of the skills you have worked hard to cultivate for half your life."

"You clearly promised that you will be invulnerable to all poisons and have pure skills, but you just can't prevent poisons like Qi, Yin, Hehuan Powder, etc. Isn't this a coincidence?"

Long Er blushed rarely, feeling that this question was a bit stupid and embarrassing, "Is it too late for me to give up my practice and turn to cultivation?"

Wang Shouliang shook his head, "I don't know about that. My familiarity with various exercises is limited. Maybe you can send someone to consult with big sects such as Shaolin and Wudang. Don't you have many subordinates?"

Long Er thought for a few more seconds, then handed over her hands and thanked her. When she was about to leave, she said suspiciously, "I have another question, why do you know so much about my situation?"

Wang Shouliang, "..."

(End of this chapter)