Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 137 New atmosphere

In the 17th year of the Republic of China, he lived in Rendang.

"Grand Marshal, the Prime Minister asked me to urge the Grand Marshal to solve the pending issues of Manchuria and Mongolia as soon as possible."

"That's right, that's right, definitely..."

Outside the Ju Rendang, Wang Yi, who was sitting on a chair basking in the sun, and Gao Jin, a member of the Gao family who was standing guard with him, were watching the Japanese aliens who had accompanied the Minister Uesugi but who, like them, could only stand guard outside the door and dared not say a word to them.

"Mr. Nemoto, Ms. Xuexu, Ms. Xuexu, how is Mr. Liusheng's martial arts progress?"

"Thanks to Mr. Wang Yi, my master has gained some insights into the way of the sword after fighting with Mr. Wang Yi. He will consult with Mr. Wang Yi again soon."

"Okay, okay. I feel like my cultivation has improved recently. We'll fight again when the time comes~"

Gao Jin looked at Wang Yi who kept rubbing salt into the wounds of the victim, and shook his head helplessly.

Since he chose to be the guard beside the old commander like his family, he would pick a fight with these Japanese aliens every now and then, constantly trying to find a fight with them. But they were not stupid, no one would go up to them to get beaten up, and every time they came, they were polite and followed the rules. These Japanese aliens could only hold their anger and let Wang Yi constantly use the incident when he defeated the eight foreign aliens to provoke them.

They couldn't beat him, and the old general was backing him up. He was happy to see Wang Yi constantly humiliating the Japanese aliens, so he naturally wouldn't interfere. As for the other foreign aliens who had been beaten by Wang Yi, they were even less likely to come out to help. The principle of "a friend's death is better than the poor Taoist's" was applicable everywhere. Besides, even if they attacked together, they never got the other party to take them seriously.

This group of Japanese aliens have used shady tactics such as ambushes and using their numbers to defeat the few.

Gao Jin still remembered that when Wang Yi came to the banquet at the invitation of the old marshal before the New Year, he sensed that someone in the city was setting up a magic similar to the Qimen Formation, and there was a lot of noise. But when he walked out of the marshal's mansion and prepared to go to investigate the situation, the noise disappeared. After a while, Wang Yi came strolling in the garden and said that he met a few old hooligans on the road, twisted their heads, and threw them away somewhere without knowing where, washed his hands, and was delayed.

After that, there seemed to be no news about those Japanese eccentrics in the embassy community. They all became hermits and masters.

It was only today that he saw a few familiar faces.

But he was still the same, angry but not daring to speak, especially after Wang Yi said that his cultivation seemed to have improved again, Genichirō's expression became strange, and the two daughters of the victims who followed behind him subconsciously distanced themselves from Wang Yi.

"Why are you backing off so far? Do I look like a man-eating monster?"

"If you were a demon, they would be more accepting!"

Gao Jin secretly criticized Wang Yi's pretense, but still said, "Brother Wang, this is a public place."

"Okay, okay, I'll be more restrained. Brother Gao, is this the nth time that Minister Uesugi has come to visit you this year?"

"the third time."

"This is the third time. As they say, three times is the limit. The patience of Minister Uesugi is almost gone. I wonder how I, the commander, should deal with this."

Gao Jin didn't answer, so how could he deal with it? Just drag it out. How could he not know what the attitude of the Northeast King, who was guarded by the Gao family and the Chu Ma lineage, was when it came to wrangling with the Japanese? Wang Yi was thinking that the day when Marshal Zhang would become a frequent flyer was not far away. How should he arrange for him so that he could go abroad and bring back a tiger skin?

Inside the Ju Rendang, the conversation between the old commander and Minister Uesugi continued.

"But Marshal, can you defeat the Northern Expedition Army?"

"Hey, if I can't win, I can just retreat back outside the pass. Don't you all know that?"

"I'm afraid I may not be able to go back."

"Hey, Guanwai is my home. I can go back whenever I want. What's wrong with that?"

"I don't think it will work."

"Threatening me? You're threatening me!"

"I advise the Grand Marshal not to be so stubborn. If that happens, we will definitely take measures."

"Hey, I was on the brink of a knife and rolled among the dead in my time! I've seen all kinds of battles. Tomorrow, I declare war!"

"Grand Marshal, are we really going to start a war? How long are you prepared to fight?"

"Not until I die."

"died?"

"Yes, I'm dead. I don't care what happens after I die. Come on! Do it!"

The voices of the old commander and the Uesugi envoy in the room were so loud that even the guards standing guard outside could hear them. Along with the old commander's words that almost overturned the table, the Japanese strangers accompanying him outside the door were ready to take a step forward. However, before they took a step, they saw Wang Yi looking at them with a dead look in his eyes, which made them dare not cross the line.

"Brother Gao, you watch over there. I'll go in and take a look at the situation."

"Ah."

The tense atmosphere in the room began to dissipate as Wang Yi entered. Seeing Wang Yi, the first person in the capital, come in, the Uesugi Minister also subconsciously took a few steps back. He had experienced this man's methods before. There were sixteen headless corpses in the Japanese embassy before the New Year.

"Mr. Uesugi, since you can't talk to me, find someone who can. There are so many people in the embassy, ​​there's no need for you to do everything alone."

"Mr. Wang Yi, you are a very powerful alien, but aliens are also human, not gods. There is an old saying in your country that supernatural powers cannot defeat destiny, and there is also a saying that a man who knows the times is a hero. I hope that Mr. Wang Yi and we can become friends, not enemies."

"What? After threatening Mr. Shuai, you threaten me now? If you want me to listen, you have to send some capable people to talk to me. Forget about Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami. I've heard that your country's Black Dragon Society's first instructor Fujita Ichiro and the Shinto Saint are very powerful. You can send these three to talk to me."

"I will definitely convey Mr. Wang Yi's words."

"Okay then, that's none of your business."

Seeing Wang Yi stepping out of his position and waving his hands to drive away the guests, the Uesugi envoy could only hold his breath and leave with the three Japanese strangers accompanying him. "Oh, you are quite good at handling things."

"Help me to attract some hatred, but I'd better be more careful during this period. Although those aliens are not to be feared, there are many times when ordinary people can do things that aliens cannot do in a simpler and more brutal way."

"I know this better than you. Let me ask you, when I return to the border, will you follow me?"

"This is what I promised Master Shuai."

"I feel relieved when you say that. You can go back first. I will let you know when I leave. As for those in the capital, they don't have the guts to do that."

"Then handsome man, be careful."

After watching Wang Yi leave, the old general sat back in his chair, looking like he had aged ten years.

He made some harsh words, but he knew in his heart that he could only make harsh words. If a fight really came to a head, losing was the inevitable outcome. But there were some bottom lines that could not be crossed no matter how desperate the situation was. Some battles had to be fought even if one knew the outcome would be a loss.

Beijing, Four Cities Logistics Company.

For more than half a year, with the old commander's endorsement and relying on the exclusive agency of Fengtian brand human-powered tricycles, Wang Yi has upgraded the territory he had previously conquered with the help of the Yiguandao Beijing branch. The house is still the same house, but there is a large building in Beijing, which is used to handle business in Beijing and distribute Fengtian brand human-powered tricycles to Tianjin and Shanghai.

Anyone can see that the market of this human-powered tricycle is definitely better than that of a rickshaw. Moreover, with the endorsement of the old general, after the price was forced down, the price of a human-powered tricycle in Beijing is 66 yuan, which is nearly 30 yuan cheaper than a rickshaw. And it is the only one of its kind. It is not to say that there are no other foreign investors who want to get a piece of the pie. After all, once this thing is laid out, it is very easy to imitate it.

But the same thing still applies. Wang Yi used the old marshal's tiger skin behind his back, and the old marshal used the foreign comprador's tiger skin behind his back.

As the saying goes, competitors are enemies. These foreign compradors who didn't get the first chance want to get a piece of the pie by imitating others. They should also ask us, the foreign compradors who paid money to cooperate with the old commander. We have applied for patents!

Take patents for example. In the hands of Chinese people today, they are just a piece of waste paper. If foreigners say they want to copy them, they will copy them for you. Then they will use the volume and market to squeeze you out, leaving you with no place to file a lawsuit.

But if it is in the hands of foreigners, then there is a reason. Want to copy? Sure, you have to pay and feed us first. If you can't feed us, we will let the old marshal feed you with bullets.

If you are not afraid of the old commander's bullets, don't worry, we have Wang Yi, the young master of the top four city foot companies in Beijing. He has endless tricks and is just in need of someone to practice with.

As old man Wang Ai of the Wang family, one of the four famous families of the extraordinary people, said, in times of chaos, use your fists to protect your purse; in times of peace, use your purse to support your fists.

As it happens, Wang Yi's fist is very hard and heavy, so if you want to come and get a piece of the pie without saying hello, you can try it.

"Brother, you're back."

"Brother Yi, what are those Japanese talking about with that old commander this time?"

"Same old, want to settle old scores, don't you know who that old coach is? He takes all the advantages, but doesn't do any work. Hey, I said Ma Ben is here, can you not wave your hammer in front of me?"

"I'm not used to not having a hammer in my hand."

"Learn more from Liang Ting. Look at him, he is a master of mechanical devices and talismans, but he doesn't carry a hammer in his pocket every day."

"I'm learning this from Brother Liang."

The person who was talking to Wang Yi was a young boy named Ma Benzai. He came from Tiangongtang, which was similar to the two major Mohist schools, Mojin Rougumen and Mo Men, in the circle of extraordinary people. He also worshipped Lu Ban as his ancestor.

Of course, he has another identity label. He was one of the thirty-five people who swore brotherhood with Wu Gensheng, the leader of Quanxing, during the Jiashen Rebellion. He was the master of the Eight Wonders and the Divine Machines. He was known as the Three-foot Little Ban Shu. This nickname proved that he could compete with their ancestor Lu Ban in some aspects.

Little-known fact: Lu Ban, surnamed Ji, clan Gongshu, and given name Ban. Because he was born in Lu, he was called Lu Ban by the world.

Three feet refers to Ma Benzai's height, but in Wang Yi's opinion, this nickname of "three feet little class loser" should have been given to Ma Ben later. Why was he three feet tall? It might be that something went wrong in his training.

Why did this person appear in Sitong Freight Company? Actually, it’s because of his young nature.

Wang Yi, with the help of the old commander, stood at the forefront and transformed himself into the Sicheng Foot Trade Company, which is also a giant in Beijing. Wang Yi's popularity in the alien circle has not yet passed. The alien circle knows that one of the people who helped Wang Yi build a career in Beijing is Liang Ting, a former abandoned disciple of the Mojin Rougu Sect and a grandmaster of mechanical talismans. Although Liang Ting and the Mojin Rougu Sect have now made up their minds, the story of Liang Ting and the Mojin Rougu Sect can probably be talked about for another two or three years.

A grand master of both mechanisms and talismans would rather stay with Wang Yi and help him than return to his sect to enjoy the good life. Naturally, he is curious about Ma Benzai, who is also a genius in the field of mechanisms.

So he packed his luggage overnight, said goodbye to his master, and came to compete with Liang Ting.

But in the end, how could Ma Benzai, who was about the same age as Liang Ting and had not yet acquired the Eight Wonders Skills of Divine Machinery, possibly beat Liang Ting? After being defeated by Liang Ting's mechanical skills, he stayed to work in Wang Yi's Sitong Logistics Company. Like Liang Ting, he tried to make samples of those Republic of China objects in Wang Yi's mind by hand.

As long as Wang Yi doesn't tell Ma Benzai of his age what these things are used for, for him, it is a challenge specifically posed to him by Wang Yi and Liang Ting, and he is happy to accept such a challenge.

Except for Ma Ben, the new member, everyone else remained the same. Qin Erye was in charge of the company's operations, and sometimes he had to argue with the compradors of the foreign spokespersons in the company. You Baiyun, the sorcerer, was responsible for helping Qin Erye and gaining more experience in this aspect of human relations. Mendel, the beast master, temporarily stopped the previous chicken farming business and only kept the batch of yellow-feathered chicken chicks with a meat-to-grain ratio of close to 1:2. Later, under Wang Yi's arrangement, he started raising pigs.

As for why Wang Yi wanted him to raise pigs, Wang Yi didn't say and Mendel didn't ask. Anyway, he had already found a way to advance the art of animal management through breeding. The next step was to raise pigs while recording and researching.

Anyway, Wang Yi's requirements are not high. He just wants the bristles on the pig's neck and back to grow a little more, and the rest can be sold.

Isn't it just that there are more pig bristles and the quality of the bristles is better? For a beast master like him, isn't it enough to just have hands?

After greeting Ma Ben, the future Thirty-Six Thieves, Wang Yi returned to his office. Looking at the Begonia picture in the office, which was updated in real time and half of its veins had been drawn, he felt emotional.

Because on this half-finished painting of autumn-leaf begonia, he marked the schools and famous artists in the circle of extraordinary people from north to south.

Sitting in the chair, looking at the many schools in the alien circle that he would have to integrate into a solid whole in the future, Wang Yi couldn't help but look at the red dot marked with Longhu Mountain.

"Zhang Zhiwei, what is the current level of your 'one man'?"

(End of this chapter)