Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

When Bing Tai turned around, the tavern owner's last hand had already landed on the tatami. Fresh blood gushed out from the cut on his arm.

It turned out that Bing Tai Lang had already cut off his arm that was attacking him from the back subconsciously, and the owner of the severed arm had completely become the armless boss.

The sharp point of the knife was placed on the tavern's owner's throat. The commoners at the entrance cried out in alarm as two soldiers rushed in and drew their swords, placing them on the neck of the attacker.

One of them was even scared to the point of peeing. The thugs that served under E Balang were now as weak as a dog.

Bing Tai let his subordinates simply bandage his wounds. This kind of pain was like a mosquito bite to him, "Why did you kill me? What exactly was it … "Speak!"

The face of the shopkeeper who stopped shouting became paler and paler, he became more and more ferocious as he muttered, "On what basis?" Why are you … You are just a bad gambler from four years ago, you are just mud at the bottom of our feet, how can you soar to the skies! "Why are you …"

"I refuse to accept this, I refuse to accept this!" What right do you have to be bestowed a title if the Prime Minister recognizes you as his son? "Why …"

Bing Tai shouted loudly, "Eighty! Why? Just based on the fact that I used my body to protect the Prime Minister, just based on the fact that I followed the Prime Minister and risked my life in the bloody war at the Shouli City Sect … "

"Just based on the fact that I killed many foreigners in Austria! Just based on the fact that I brought brother here to fight Katana s under Osaka City! Just based on the fact that I once charged into the imperial city of the Qing Empire … "Why are you asking me for the merit points I exchanged with my life?"

Bing Tai was unwilling to accept it, he just refused to accept it! Everyone in Ryukyu saw his own contributions, how could you, as an old acquaintance of mine, not see it?

Countless Japanese immigrants nodded their heads in agreement to his words. They cast their reprimanding gazes at the bloody boss who had lost an arm, as if the atmosphere was filled with hatred.

"Why is the human heart so dirty? Can't you see others? Jealousy is to go to hell... The Kitigarbha Bodhisattva! "

In the past, Bing Tai was bullied by them, even rice ball were thrown onto the ground like dogs, you are already used to bullying others, are you not able to see other people's good now? "Ai …"

's expression also became cold. The tip of his blade slowly moved forward until blood was seeping out of his skin. "Give me a reason, otherwise, you must die!"

"Hahaha …" Reason? Do I need a reason? I am jealous of you, and I have gone mad with jealousy! " "But I'm not jealous of your achievements. I'm just jealous that you have such a chance …"

"Yes, what I envy is that chance! Why are you able to contribute greatly from the battlefield? I also know the way of the sword. I also want to be a true warrior! "But why didn't I get the chance …"

"Wuwuwu …" He cried like he was crying like a ghost, "Military merits are earned by oneself, I have never been jealous, but why don't I even have a chance to enter the sect?" "How come I, who have always been a bully, can actually join the army and start accumulating military merits?"

"I refuse to accept this! I'm jealous! Why can't I just have a chance to get in that doorway? "I hate it, I hate this cheap life of mine …"

The crying moved everyone. The anger in Bing Tai Lang's heart was immediately washed away by the crying, and even the Japanese immigrants present started to cry.

That's right, in that era of Japan, the lower class people wanted to change their fates, but they couldn't even touch a doorstep, and the class was solidified to the point that it was impossible to break through. They weren't jealous of their abilities; they were just jealous of the chance to enter the doorway.

Not to mention being awarded the title of nobility, many people didn't even have the chance to enter through that door. The social injustice had already reached its extreme.

No one is born to be a bully, a prodigal … But they couldn't do anything about it. They had no chance to go up. They looked around and saw that their lives were completely dark. There wasn't even a speck of light. The lifeless feeling they gave off made them feel desperate.

Bing Tai put away his Katana, and with the help of the guards, he put on his jacket and said, "I won't kill you, I will keep you here to look at you from time to time. Every time I see you, I will remember my past, and I will cherish my current life even more!"

With that, Bing Tai turned his head and walked away, shouting, "What exactly is the Hua Clan Order? Why is Chinese Statute Book the fundamental constitution? What did the Prime Minister want to protect? "Today, I finally understand. I completely understand …"

"Daddy, you don't need to be rich or poor, and you don't need to raise a lazy idler. Daddy, you only want to open the gates to the flow of people in all walks of life, so that people can just work hard, accumulate merits, and use their own hands to change their fates!"

"We can't act like the past anymore. There isn't even a single road ahead of us. We'll suffocate him to death …" "Damn it!"

"From today onwards, a new era has really arrived. The old era has really been broken! The prime minister was right, the Chinese Statute Book was about to start a new era … "Poor old buddy, you knew you couldn't keep up with that new era anymore, so you gave up all hope and broke down!"

Saying that, Bing Tai looked back at the familiar old and broken house for the last time. "You're desperate to the point that you don't dare to look at your future happiness!" But I'm different. I want to see with my own eyes how far this new era will go... Everyone present can see it! "

"I pity you! You poor wretch of fate! "

With that, Bing Tai walked out of the alleyway with large strides. The golden light of the morning sun shone on his body, giving him a bit of the grandeur of a noble.

"Ah …" The tavern let out a desperate howl, and the owner of the broken arm went completely mad. He frantically kowtowed to the two waiters, "Give me a quick death …" Please give me a quick death! "This is hell, this is hell …"

Without his hands, let alone assimilating into the Chinese, he would not even be able to survive. To him, survival was like a hell of a punishment.

The costal deviation's blood stained body pierced into his chest, causing hot blood to spurt out. However, a relaxed smile appeared on his face. To him, death was a type of release.

Halfway up the hill, all of the Fusang Immigrants started to cry as they saw the scene in front of them. In the old days... It's really too tragic! "

"I want to join the Chinese!" I want to join the Hua Clan like Lord Bing Tai! I don't want to live in this dark sky anymore! I am not born with a cheap life! "

Countless Japanese immigrants let out the same roar at this moment. People could only know what happiness was by comparing it with others!