Chapter 413

At the moment, the wasted time had returned to Xishan temple. He was not idle, but went directly to find his master.

When Zhitong heard him finish, a pair of thick eyebrows had wrinkled tightly, especially when he heard that money was easy to get, his face was more dignified.

But Zhitong seemed to think of something when he heard about the strange weapons used by Hong Yu.

He whispered to himself: "one hand is a dagger and the other is a soft whip. This is clearly a move of distraction. It seems that it is really them!"

Although his voice was small, his wasted hearing was definitely not covered. Naturally, he heard it clearly and couldn't help asking, "master, do you know who they are?"

Zhitong took a wasted look and sighed softly: "I was just guessing when I talked about the killer organization before, but now I'm seven or eight sure that the killer organization was founded!"

He pondered for a moment, his thoughts seemed to return to a long time ago, and his voice was also a bit distant: "at that time, we were invaded by foreign nationalities, and our China had more than civil strife and fought separately. Not only that, but also attacked each other. Internal strife consumed our vitality, so foreign enemies drove straight in, burned, killed and looted, and did all kinds of bad things!"

When saying these words, Zhitong still looks cynical. In the eyes of waste, Zhitong is more like an angry youth at the moment.

Well, in fact, Zhitong was really an angry youth.

However, the humiliation of foreigners and Chinese people in those years was not angry youth, but also angry youth. It was really this hatred. It was too big, too big, too numerous to record!

Although idleness belongs to the crossing man, now he has already regarded himself as a part of China, because his body and his blood belong to China, which he can't change. Therefore, sometimes, he has been confused. Is his previous life a dream or

However, he listened carefully, because he knew that Zhitong was about to talk about playing meat.

Sure enough, Zhitong showed a complex expression on his face, took a long breath, then slowly looked up, looked at the waste and asked, "do you know Wang yaqiao?"

"Wang yaqiao?" He knew this character when he wasted a stunned moment.

It was the most famous killer in the period of the Republic of China.

Even the one who left Taiwan far away had to give him three points.

Of course, this is not a waste of admiring him, but the most admiring him should belong to his courage and his righteousness!

He dares to assassinate traitors and traitors with his own strength. People can't help admiring the burning blood in his chest!

But why did master talk about him at this time?

Does this killer organization have anything to do with him?

Such an idea came out of my mind all my life. I was stunned at the wasted time, and then I looked at my master in surprise.

But Zhitong smiled and nodded, as if he understood his meaning: "what you think is not wrong. In fact, this killer organization was founded by his apprentice, Hong Tian."

"Ah?" Vanity couldn't help shouting. The message was really beyond his expectation.

You know, he doesn't like this killer organization that has been chasing more than himself. He takes money to kill people without asking about good and evil.

How can this be compared with Wang yaqiao's great righteousness?

"If I'm not mistaken, this killer organization should be founded by Hong Tian, Mr. Wang yaqiao's youngest apprentice." Zhitong saw that he didn't believe it, so he added, but in his expression, he was helpless.

It seems that there is a story in it.

In fact, there is really a story, and it is still a very sad story.

It turned out that Wang yaqiao, who occupied Dayi, didn't end well.

As his youngest disciple, Hong Tian had a bad experience.

In such a turbulent era, both his parents died.

Therefore, his state of mind also changed. After killing his enemy angrily, he went away from home until many years later, a killer organized. People who knew those things in those years suspected that Wang yaqiao's disciples had done them. Today, Zhitong thinks of these old things.

Of course, at that time, he was still very young. More things were told by master.

However, Zhitong likes such things most, so he inquires most clearly. Now, combined with the theory of waste, it naturally connects these things.

So I guessed Hong Tian's body.

Just because Zhitong met Hong Tian once.

Of course, the difference between their ages is too big, so they don't have deep friends.

After listening to master's detailed account of the past, he learned something about Hong Tian, but what he cares about most at the moment is not these, but where Hong Tian is.

"Master, where is the headquarters of the killer organization?"

Zhitong smiled bitterly and shook his head gently: "I don't know this, but you have made such a big noise this time. I'm afraid he will come to you without you."

"That's the best!" After a while against Qian Yide, he had a new understanding of his combat effectiveness.

Although his cultivation is much worse than that of Hong Tian, he has spells. Therefore, when he really tries his best, he can't fight, and he may not be able to retreat.

What's more, at the moment, his cultivation progress is far faster than expected, and the other party is newly hit. I think both Qian Yide and Hong Yu need treatment and rest. I don't want to recover without a month. In a month, I must have broken through the level of Qi refining and entered the realm of Qi refining and God. At that time, some of my previous spells, Can be used, more means to protect life.

Therefore, instead of being afraid of idleness, it has a certain look of expectation.

Zhitong certainly didn't know this. Although he was very clear about the metamorphosis and rebellion of his apprentice, he would never believe that Hong Tian's personal words would benefit his apprentice.

Even myself, I'm afraid I can't get better if I meet Hong Tian.

Therefore, he looked at the wasted war spirit and hurriedly reminded: "wasted, you must not be careless. Hong Tian was an expert in the period of refining Qi and transforming God many years ago. Now decades have passed, I'm afraid his cultivation has already reached the realm of refining God and returning emptiness, so..."

"Refining God is still empty?" The wasted eyes narrowed tightly.

If it's true that he has no chance, after all, the gap is too big. People don't care about anything at all, just dump it directly.

Seeing his expression, Zhitong whispered, "however, you can rest assured that although Hong Tian is powerful, you won't be in danger as long as you don't go out of China."

Speaking of this, he was puzzled when he saw the idleness. He immediately said with a smile: "because there are many strong people in China, and Hong Tian founded a killer organization that year. Many people offended him. When he came to China, he was stronger than the old people in the hidden door? Moreover, those people, rise up and attack, that is, no matter how strong he is, there is only one dead end! "

Hearing this, the wasted worries just born are gone.

However, there is always a sense of suffocation, suffocating in my heart and not spitting out.

However, he knows very well that his cultivation is still too low.

Therefore, his hands suddenly clenched their fists tightly and hummed: "I believe I can face him in a short time!"