Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 347: Wang Pai Da Dao
Beijing, streets.

At the wonton stall run by five generations of people, the guy who had just been talking sweetly to his boss about waiting for the Japanese to invade the capital so he could kill them with his own soybean paste soup that had been seasoned by five generations of people, was carrying three bowls of wontons filled with soybean paste soup, his legs swaying as he staggered towards the table where Wang Yi and Ishihara Ichiro were sitting.

"Sir, your wontons."

Before he could finish his words, he tripped himself, and three bowls of wonton soup filled with soup spilled onto the table where Wang Yi and Ishihara Ichiro were confronting each other.

The Japanese master who served as Ishihara Ichiro's bodyguard was quick-witted and with a little trickery, he held up the two bowls of wonton soup for himself and Ishihara Ichiro, and did not let the soup spill out. Just as he cast a smug look at Wang Yi, the next scene made his pupils tremble.

You can see that the third bowl of wontons filled with soybean paste soup. The wontons, the porcelain bowl, and the soup are all suspended on the ground in a state of weightlessness. The porcelain bowl and the wontons are fine, but the key is that the soup is not stained with any dust. Instead, it turns into water droplets that shine in the sun.

Under the guidance of Wang's hand, it floated in front of him. The porcelain bowl, wontons, and sauce soup were put in one by one, and the aroma was fragrant.

The owner and the waiter of the wonton shop had forgotten their panic and fear and were completely shocked by the scene before them.

They had also seen similar tricks performed on the overpass run by Jiyun Society, but compared to what Wang Yi was doing, they suddenly felt that the tricks they had seen on the overpass in Beijing before were not worth mentioning.

The same was true for Ichiro Ishihara. He and Mr. Amakusa, the deputy leader of Shintoism, caught the wonton soup before the miso soup spilled, and the operation was not difficult.

However, the sauce and soup in Wang Yi's bowl were actually spilled and about to fall to the ground. This is what is meant by spilled water.

He was very happy that Mr. Amakusa beside him could take advantage of this matter, but he didn't expect that Wang Yi would really take back the spilled water that was about to fall to the ground without getting a single speck of dust on it.

After taking a sip of the wonton soup, Wang Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Boss, your wontons and sauce soup are a perfect match, that's exactly what they are."

"It's rare that you like it, Master Wang. This is a blessing for both of us, a blessing."

"It's strange to call you master, boss. I don't think there are many people on the street. You can take your servants home first. When I finish eating, I will help you send the stall and the meal money to you."

"Thank you, Master Wang. We will leave first then."

At this time, the wonton shop owner had already wanted to run away. After hearing Wang Yi's words, he simply dragged his employees with him, looking back every few steps, looking at his wonton shop, and disappeared from the street.

The irrelevant personnel left the scene, and the next thing became the matter between Wang Yi and the two Japanese in front of him.

"It is said that spilled water cannot be reversed. Your Excellency Wang Yi, you have shown me that all common sense can be broken. Let me introduce myself again. I am Ishihara Ichiro, a special envoy of the Japanese consulate. Of course, I have another identity, a researcher of the Great Japanese Empire on Chinese practitioners. Mr. Amakusa next to me, Your Excellency Wang Yi must have recognized him. He is the deputy leader of the Japanese Shinto religion, Amakusa Isshin. The leader of the Shinto religion is Abe Haruaki, and he inherited the name of Abe Haruaki, the most famous Onmyoji in the Heian period of Japan."

"Oh~ It's similar to the famous ninja Fuma Kotaro in the Warring States Period. Only outstanding ninja leaders can inherit his name. Interesting, really interesting. When can I see him? I really want to know how big the gap is between this generation's Abe Haruaki and the Abe Haruaki of the Heian period."

"It seems that Mr. Wang Yi is also very familiar with our Japanese culture. Indeed, since ancient times, Japan and China have been in a relationship of different mountains and rivers, but sharing the same sky."

"If you're here to talk to me about Chinese and Japanese studies and history, I think you've found the wrong person. You should go to places like Yenching University and discuss this with the masters of Chinese studies."

"No, Mr. Wang Yi, I am here for you. To be more precise, you are in great need of our Great Japan's help right now."

"You are so arrogant. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you two here? He can't save you."

"Of course I understand Mr. Wang Yi's methods. You can even let me die suddenly after returning to the consulate, but as long as Mr. Amakusa and I die, the imperial army stationed in Fengtai can use this as an excuse to declare war on the government. The reason is that Mr. Wang Yi killed me, a member of the Japanese consulate. This is regarded as the beginning of a war. We have a legitimate reason to fight, and Mr. Wang Yi will become a national sinner. I don't think this is the result you want to see."

Only at this point did Wang Yi begin to look up to Ishihara Ichiro in front of him. It seemed that the other party was well prepared.

"You are indeed a researcher, but you seem to have made a mistake. Even if I don't kill you, you will still find a reason to declare war on us. Is having a legitimate reason important to you?"

"It really doesn't matter. If you want to start a war, any reason will do. For example, a soldier went missing during a military exercise, and we just need to go into the city to search. Eh? That's a good excuse indeed."

"Then why do you think I need your help?"

"Because if Your Excellency Wang Yi kills me, I will be the national sinner who caused the war between China and Japan. But if Your Excellency Wang Yi does not kill me, I can help Your Excellency Wang Yi become a national hero who promotes the friendship between China and Japan. What Your Excellency wants is nothing more than national self-reliance. I also know that Your Excellency hates what we did outside the Great Wall.

But this is the way the world works. Even if we don't do it, others will. As far as I know, the German leader in Europe is also secretly promoting the research of Aryan alienation. The reason why you are so angry is just because these things happened in your country. "

"Why, from what you said, as long as I agree to stand by your side, you will be able to terminate all your human experiment projects outside the customs?"

"It's not termination, it's transfer. As for research, whether it's yellow or white, it doesn't really matter. It's just that one is close and the other is far, and the cost is different. But if you join our Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere plan, after the capital is conquered, you will serve as the mayor of the capital. With your cultivation, and your goods business in most of the Republic of China, and your connections, I think you can have a say in the cultivation circle or in the government. With your help, the losses of the imperial army will be reduced.

The people will not be displaced by the war, and with the reduction of the losses of the imperial army, we can devote more energy and resources to support Europe, share the research results of the German leader's Aryan alienation, and arm ourselves. You see, in this way, you will become a national hero, right? As for how people in Europe view you, is it important? As the saying goes, their heroes are my enemies, you should understand this principle very well. "

I have to say that the other party's rhetoric is very tempting, and the conditions offered are enough to shake people.

But Wang Yi understood these invaders. If the Japanese really did what Ishihara Ichiro said, it would be hard to say what the outcome of the war would be. Because in the eyes of the Chinese people who have lost their spirit and are numb, they are the benevolent and righteous army. If they don't lead the way for the lady, they will be sorry for the lady's kindness.

In official history, there were many such incidents in the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan. From today's perspective, you can't even say whether they were traitors or not.

Because compared to the devils, the government was more inhumane. Sometimes even the devils had to doubt whether they were the devils or the government led by the bald man was the devil. The most obvious example was the bombing of Huayuankou. All four provinces were affected. Millions or even tens of millions of people were displaced and died directly or indirectly in the flood. Even the devils themselves were dumbfounded. They directly published newspapers to accuse the bald man of being anti-human. Who can you find to reason with this kind of hell-level humor?

"I'm curious, if I refuse to cooperate, how will you or the Japanese Empire behind you control me?"

"Haha, sir, I have already said it before, if you help me, I can make you a national hero, but if you don't help me, I can also make you a national sinner.

China is a big country, and the dialect and customs vary from place to place. For many things, once you leave the capital, the truth is not important. People only believe what they hear and see.

As he was speaking, Amakusa Isshin, who was sitting nearby, whistled. As the whistle sounded, three human-powered tricycles slowly drove up from the end of the street. When they passed by Wang Yi and the others, the passengers on the tricycles pulled out pistols from their arms and shot at the bewildered drivers in front of them.

Gunshots rang out, but no one fell.

The three spies had their wrists twisted by Wang Yi's invisible force and were thrown out. Three rickshaw drivers, who were slow to react, also pedaled their tricycles to escape.

But Ishihara Ichiro seemed to have anticipated this. Soon, a team of patrol police rushed out blowing whistles and waving batons, and there was a chaos of people and horses.

After a few beatings, the three drivers were tortured into confessing that they were spies who destroyed the friendship between China and Japan. They were tied up and brought before Wang Yi and Ishihara Ichiro.

"Mr. Ishihara, we have captured three traitors who intended to harm Japanese expatriates. Go back immediately and execute them. Publish it in the newspaper tomorrow!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

The patrolman left with the three drivers who had confessed under torture, as if they had never appeared. Only the three rickshaws lying on the ground with their wheels still slowly turning told what had just happened here.

"Sir, you are very strong, but the times have changed. A powerful alien like you may be able to decide the outcome of a battle, but you cannot decide the direction of a war. Even if you could go to Japan now and kill everyone from the emperor to the cabinet and even the military, the war would still start. You can't kill everyone, nor can you save everyone.

We can repeat things like this once, ten times, a hundred times, until all Chinese people think that it was you who started the war against them. At that time, your enemies will not only be us, but also the country and nation you want to save. This is not a good ending for you. I still hope you will consider it carefully. The wontons are good. I will come here often in the future. This time, I will treat you as an honor."

The goal had been achieved, and Ishihara Ichiro took out a silver dollar from his pocket and was about to pay the bill and leave.

But as soon as the silver dollar was placed on the table, it was cut into two halves.

"Let's just pay for our own."

"Then please take care of yourself. To be honest, I personally don't want you to become our enemy."

With a triumphant smile, Ishihara Ichiro stood up and left, but before he left, Wang Yi called him.

"Don't worry, when that day comes, you and the family behind you will definitely go before me. I hope you can still remain calm and composed like you are now."

The pure killing intent swept over him, and instantly Ishihara Ichiro broke out in a cold sweat, soaking his clothes. But at this moment, he could only pretend to be calm, turned back, smiled at Wang Yi, and then left.

The murderous intent faded away, and Wang Yi stood up and looked at the street where pedestrians were passing by again. From time to time, people in kimonos ran by with plaster flags in their hands, shouting "Long Live the Friendship between China and Japan", but he also felt a little bored.

The seven Wu family disciples who listened to the entire process were even more indignant.

"Damn those little Japanese! They're going too far!"

"Boss Wang, are we just going to let this go? As long as you give the order, we will rescue those three people in distress!"

"Of course we have to save people, but as for the threat from this little devil, let him be arrogant. Treat him to a meal, behead him, and treat him like a dog, all these three tricks are indispensable for conspiracy and intrigue. It's easy to win, as long as we win. Let's go, clean up everything here and send it back to the boss, they can rely on these belongings to make a living."

Wang Yi was not angry at the other party's success. Although he suffered a loss, he also understood the gap in hard power between countries, which made him have to suffer this loss.

After calming down the Wu family disciples, they started to pack up the tables, chairs and benches from the wonton shop, returned them to the owner intact, and paid for the meal.

Afterwards, Wang Yi brought his people back to the house. He didn't have to do the rescue himself, so he could just let the Wu family disciples and Gao Jin do it.

Wang Yi returned to the study and took out the Wang Wu Sword Manual that Li Shuwen had given him. He opened it and saw a passage.

'I can't wipe away the hero's tears, I can't forget the hatred for my country, I can't finish the wine in my cup, I can't finish singing the farewell song, I can't put down the knife in my hand, I can't kill all the enemies! My name is Wang Zhengyi, and I have created 36 sword techniques. I hope that future generations can use this sword technique to kill the enemy! Kill the thieves! Save the country! Save the people!'

After the sword manual, there is a set of Qi circulation methods. Combined with the thirty-six sword techniques, even from Wang Yi's perspective, it is a method that has been established and passed down for hundreds of years.

The reason why Wang Wu is called the grand master is that not only can his sword skills be learned by practitioners, but also can be practiced by ordinary people. It combines the dual characteristics of close combat in the military and fighting in the rivers and lakes.

With Wang Yi's talent, it only took him one afternoon to combine these thirty-six moves with his invisible slashing attack.

Closing it, Wang Yi also sighed.

"Senior Wang Wu, don't worry, future generations will use your sword to kill enemies, kill bandits, save the country, and save the people."

(End of this chapter)