Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 256 Meeting Zhang Zhiwei
Ma Feng, who learned from Tianjin Dafeng Escort Agency, disappeared in Bancang in the 19th year of the Republic of China!
Among the many letters, Wang Yi's eyes stopped on this line of words: The 19th year of the Republic of China. Calculating the time, it was two years ago.

The reason why he suggested this pair of brothers who had met by chance to join the army and even chose a camp for them at the first time was simply because he felt that this pair of brothers had the righteous spirit of martial artists and the most simple sense of right and wrong.

Even Zhang Yi, who was once a minion of a warlord, did not want to choose this path from the beginning, and he knew that he was an accomplice to the evil.

Since there are extraordinary people in the world, it is best to take extra precautions and be prepared for many things. If you have more extraordinary people around you, your safety will be guaranteed.

After all, to be honest, with what you and your colleagues have done, if it had not happened to coincide with the Anti-Japanese War, perhaps even aliens would be one of the factors that you and your colleagues need to consider fighting against.

Because the class that most aliens belong to is one of the three mountains that need to be overthrown.

And because of this hidden trick he had casually set up, this pair of brothers did change a little in the tide of history. Zhang Yi, a warrior who had originally joined the army, saved a martyr from death.

But Wang Yi didn't expect that nothing happened to Zhang Yi, but something happened to his junior brother Ma Feng.

"In the 19th year of the Republic of China, Bancang disappeared. If he was alive, he was alive. If he was dead, he was dead. How can he be defined as missing?"

Trying to calm his emotions as much as possible, Wang Yi closed the letter and looked at Liu Wei, wanting to know more detailed information.

"That's the truth. I even went there specially. Right now, the area is in a state of chaos. To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the internal situation. That's a place of internal troubles."

"Don't try to trick me. Just tell me what you know."

"From what I can judge, there was a fierce fight there, with no less than ten good fighters fighting there. One of them was Ma Feng, who you have always asked me to pay attention to."

"Then tell me why he appeared there."

"Why else? Guarding, saving people. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried to reconstruct the scene or how much I tried to collect information, I couldn't find any other clues. I couldn't even find out who he saved or whether he saved them. But..."

Liu Wei took out a local newspaper from the 19th year of the Republic of China from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

Wang glanced over it, brushed his palm over it, and turned it into powder without making a sound.

"Killing a good person to claim credit?"

"We have to report to our superiors."

"It's okay if she's missing. Missing means there's no news. Sometimes no news is the best news... Lao Liu, thank you very much."

"There's nothing to thank me for. I'm just being loyal to the person who entrusted me with the task. I'm just worried about you. I understand which side you're on, but these days, people like us with families and jobs have to bet on both sides no matter how optimistic we are. If you bet on only one side, you'll easily lose everything."

"For you, it's a win-win situation, but for me, it's a win-win situation. But since you said that, can I understand that what's happening over there now also affects people in our circle, and we've already chosen our sides?"

"If the knife hadn't fallen on one's own head, one would naturally not feel the pain. No one wants to be the next Qing Dynasty..."

Wang Yi was silent. He turned his head and looked at the wooden sign "Don't ask about state affairs" hung on the pillar by Liu Wei. He felt that the sign was full of indescribable irony.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing at this time, and Liu Wei didn't dare to say anything.

To put it bluntly, the reason why he dared to speak so openly to Wang Yi was because Jianghu Inn was an intelligence transit station. Whether they took sides or not did not really have much impact, and no one would make things difficult for them.

However, for many sects that have industries in the secular world today, the side that Wang Yi stands on is the side that many sects want to get rid of as soon as possible.

By now, Liu Wei had come to his senses and understood why Zhang Jingqing, the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, was so cruel as to expel Zhang Zhiwei, the future of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Because Zhang Zhiwei, like Wang Yi, chose the other side, and the future of that side was not a good one for the Tianshi Mansion, a sect that has been rooted in the Chinese land for nearly two thousand years.

If he is not expelled from the sect, even the present situation of the Tianshi Mansion cannot be guaranteed.

As for whether Zhang Zhiwei can succeed in the end, Zhang Jingqing can only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

"Strangers should not discuss state affairs, haha."

Wang Yi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, which made Liu Wei break out in a cold sweat.

"Old Liu, let me ask you, in the so-called anti-bandit campaign over there, apart from Longhu Mountain, which other families have been affected?"

"Wang Yi, calm down."

"Don't worry, I'm very calm. Everyone has chosen to stand on their side and do their job. It's just that I can let them go now, but that doesn't mean I won't have to settle with them in the future. I have to keep a record of it first."

"Isn't it too much to settle scores later?"

"There are merits and faults. Some accounts should not be recorded now. In the future, if they feel that they have made contributions to defending the territory, they can use this as an excuse so that I can argue with them."

"You said it as if you are sure to win... Oh, oh, oh, I'm afraid of you. At present, the Xiangxi Liu family has been clearly eliminated. This Liu family is considered a large family in the area besides Longhu Mountain. Moreover, their method of practicing is the corpse-driving lineage, which is a Yin Sha Qi and needs corpses and bones as nourishment. The side that you stand on is naturally incompatible. How can they not be eliminated? But if you really want to talk about being immoral and conscienceless, it's not their turn."

"Don't worry, I know the importance of this. I'd like to trouble you to make eight or ten copies of this picture of autumn leaves and give them to me as soon as possible. Thank you."

"It's easy to talk about."

With sweat on his forehead, Liu Wei sent Wang Yi away as if he was sending off a god. Looking at the picture of Begonia with Autumn Leaves hanging on the wall behind him, he sighed helplessly.

"Since I took over this guy's business, I haven't had a single day of peace in my life. Liu family, Liu family, you guys better wish yourselves good luck. This guy's power is almost catching up with the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. Your family has had enough of being targeted by this guy and ready to settle the score with him at any time."

Complaining, Liu Wei closed the door and prepared to have a couple of sips. However, when he touched his waist, he found that the wine gourd on his waist had been taken away by Wang Yi at some point, and the Wang Yi also left him a note: Don't drink too much.

Life in the capital was not disrupted by Wang Yi's return.

But there have indeed been changes.

More and more refugees came from outside the Great Wall to escape the war, and along with these refugees came groups of wounded Fengtian Army soldiers who returned by train.

Looking at these Fengtian Army soldiers who were all injured and unwilling to flee to the interior, Wang Yi had no intention of blaming the young marshal.

We really couldn't win. We were already at our limit of being able to hold out outside the Great Wall for more than a year. We would be completely defeated only in the next two years or so.

Wang Yi also understood that with the complete fall of the area outside the Great Wall, he had little time left.

On this day, after Liu Wei handed over ten copies of the completed Autumn Leaf Begonia painting to Wang Yi, he immediately boarded the train to leave Beijing.

After traveling for several days, Wang Yi came alone to the area that had just experienced the third anti-encirclement and suppression campaign, to that little-known place called Bancang.

At this time, Wang Yi had arrived at a simple house. Looking at this simple house, Wang Yi stood at the door, bowed deeply, and then stepped in carefully.

He closed his eyes, and the true energy escaped from his body, transforming into invisible tentacles that explored every corner of this old house until it stopped at a wall.

With a wave of his hand, a stack of letters flew out from the hiding place in the hollow wall and landed in Wang Yi's hand.

He did not open the letter, but took out a thick brown paper bag from his arms, carefully wrapped it, and then put it into the bag he had prepared in advance. After doing this, Wang Yi turned into a golden light and ran wildly in the mountains and forests until he stopped at a cliff somewhere.

After regulating his breath for a while, he unreservedly exuded his own aura among the mountains and dense forests.

The magnetic field was surging with true Qi. Dark clouds began to gather over the sky above Wang Yi's head. Thunder rumbled in the clouds. Strong winds were also blowing in the surrounding forests. Heavy rain could fall at any time.

But that was all. With the help of the thundercloud above his head caused by his own magnetic field, electrical signals were released from his body. Then, Wang Yi stood there with his eyes closed, standing in the mountains with his hands behind his back like an expert, as if waiting for something.

This wait lasted half an hour.

'boom! ’

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the dark clouds above Wang Yi's head, aiming directly at Wang Yi below.

Wang Yi did not dodge or evade. He raised his hand and slapped the figure in the falling lightning.

After one palm, the dark clouds above head dissipated, and the strong wind in the mountains and forests also stopped. In front of Wang Yi, Zhang Zhiwei, who had disappeared since he was expelled from the Tianshi Mansion at the end of the 19th year of the Republic of China, was already standing there, winking at Wang Yi, with a somewhat proud look on his face.

Of course he was proud, because at this time Zhang Zhiwei was wearing a gray-blue, Zhongshan-style top with two upper pockets and a red cloth collar badge on the collar. He also wore ordinary-style pants, leggings, and an octagonal military cap with a red cloth five-star cap badge.

As for the hair he had when he was a Taoist priest, it has long since turned into a flat top.

This outfit also made Wang Yi show a rare expression of jealousy towards Zhang Zhiwei.

"Fuck Zhang Zhiwei, if you don't treat me to a drink in the future, we're not going to get over this."

"Wang Yi, what you said is too much. If I were to hit the local tyrants, I should be the one hitting you. Pay attention to your class background, you righteous man from Shanghai."

The word "hero" brought Wang Yi's memory back to the conversation he had with the comrade named Li Qiang in Shanghai at the end of the 16th year of the Republic of China.

These were all things that happened in his previous life. When Li Qiang asked him for his name, he only mentioned it to Li Qiang. Later, before leaving the country, he found the base of Li Qiang's organization in Shanghai and quietly sent thirty gold bars as aid, signing his name again.

But now that Zhang Zhiwei had said this, Wang Yi knew that he seemed to have been registered with the organization, and his identity had been mostly guessed.

As for who guessed it, there is no need to ask. The only one who guessed it is Zhang Zhiwei in front of us.

Because only Zhang Zhiwei, who was also a top-notch person, understood what level of skill was required to accurately locate the Special Operations Group's stronghold in Shanghai, where radio signals were so complex at the time.

In this world today, besides myself, there is only Wang Yi left.

When the two met again, they tested each other.

Wang Yi could only say that Zhang Zhiwei was indeed powerful. At least before that, he did not know that Zhang Zhiwei could use the thunder escape technique.

As the two looked at each other, they also felt a similar aura from each other, which was the aura of someone who was close to ascending to a god, or someone who had fought with a god in some way.

"In the second year after I was expelled from the sect, I fought a battle with the corpse-driving Liu family in the western part of Jiangxi. I killed a corpse that they had worshipped for hundreds of years and was nourished by dragon energy. Although it was a corpse, it could only borrow the dragon energy of an area, which made it very difficult to deal with."

"In Egypt, he fought a battle with an ancient Egyptian god who lived nearly 5,000 years ago and ascended to heaven. This fulfilled his wish of having a hearty battle before his demise."

After saying that, the two of them smiled at each other, stood side by side on the cliff, and looked at the forest in front of them.

The mountain breeze blew on their faces.

"You brought me here with such a big ceremony, it's not just for reminiscing about the past, right?"

"You know about Itakura."

"At that time, I was in seclusion in the back mountain of Tianshi Mansion. After being expelled from the sect, I went there first and also went to Liu's house, but found nothing. The situation is difficult now, and there are so many people. I don't know where to start looking."

"A friend of mine also went missing there."

"Ma Feng?"

"you know?"

"He was my previous guard, and his senior brother is now the head of the group."

"So you are now?"

"The guards around you, sir, are just doing it in secret. I won't take action unless it's absolutely necessary. This is also sir's request. If I hadn't sensed your aura that's not weaker than mine, I wouldn't have come here this time."

"It seems like we are stuck here. You have been here for so long and still haven't found their whereabouts. Let's just assume that they are still alive. This is for you. Please give it to the gentleman for me."

Looking at the shoulder bag that Wang Yi handed over, Zhang Zhiwei reached out and touched it, and he could feel that there should be letters inside. Before he could ask, Wang Yi gave the answer.

"That was a handwritten letter that Mr. Jiao Yang wanted to send to you but never had the chance to send. Although we don't know whether they are alive or dead, we should at least give you some thoughts. I will also send people to search for their whereabouts later."

"Thank you."

"No need, it's just what I have to do. Now, tell me about you, are you Fu Longting or..."

"Comrade Lao Wang, please be careful with your wording. What is Fulongting? If you really want to say it, just think of it as my path of cultivation."

"The path of cultivation? Then shouldn't you be a master of heaven?"

"It's the Heavenly Master, but who says the Heavenly Master must be the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain who leads the Zhengyi? Can't it be the Heavenly Master who protects the country and the people?"

"You are so arrogant. If I really succeed, Zhang Daoling will have to step down when he sees you."

"Let's talk about it when he sees me. Is there anything else you want me to convey?"

"Not for now. I came here in a hurry this time. We can catch up next time."

"Okay then. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

As he was speaking, Zhang, another unrivaled king of the time, turned into a flash of golden light and lightning and disappeared from the cliff.

At the same time, in the French Concession of Shanghai, under the intimidation of Wang Yi, the tycoon Boss Du continued to be caught between the two sides and maintained his image of working but not contributing. He also received a guest.

After listening to the various requests raised by the customer, Boss Du thought about it and finally pointed out a clear way for the customer.

"Boss Zhao, do you know Wang Yi, the young master of the Four Cities Freight Company in Beijing?"

(End of this chapter)