Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 92: The Eastern Devil Lin Yaozu, the emperor of the colonial island, the living ancestor of all foreigners.

Compared to life, everything else is nothing.

In addition, James Crow had other ideas, which was to report the matter back to Great Britain as soon as possible.

As long as it is confirmed to be true, no matter what the result is, it will definitely be a great achievement.

As for the rest, he was not prepared to do it, nor did he dare to do it. He just wanted to return to the West safely.

At the same time, forces from other countries mixed in the treasure island also made similar operations.

Before the main force came to support them, they planned to worship Lin Yaozu as their ancestor.

Relatively speaking, these forces acted very efficiently. In just one night, the news spread throughout the island.

That night, countless people stared at the photo in amazement, with a hint of horror in their hearts.

"Oh my God! This... this man... actually killed thousands of armed soldiers. Is he... is he a monster?"

"Hiss... Could it be that those gods, ghosts, monsters and demons really exist? If so, then the Feng Shui theory is also true..."

"Remember...you must remember...even those foreign masters dare not offend this person..."

"..."

The next day.

Thanks to Lin Yaozu's terrifying record, those foreigners who were once arrogant and conceited now have to curb their past arrogance.

It was as if a cold wind blew past, causing them to simultaneously tuck their tails between their legs, not daring to make any more arrogant moves.

As a result, there is less contempt and more caution and respect in the looks he gives us on a daily basis.

When walking in the market, one becomes very cautious, for fear of accidentally encountering and angering someone.

Especially among those foreigners who always arrogantly say that all Oriental people look similar and are proud of their "face blindness", the change in attitude is more obvious.

When walking on the street, whenever I meet any Asian face, I will greet them with an almost exaggeratedly friendly smile.

His words were full of courtesy and politeness, sometimes even seeming overly reserved.

It seemed as if he was afraid that he would accidentally offend the Eastern devil due to negligence and thus die.

Such changes have quietly and subtly transformed the atmosphere on the colonial treasure island.

A new "wind of harmony" is quietly blowing across this colonial land.

From then on, whenever Lin Yaozu walked on the road or on the side of the street, he was met with frightened looks from foreigners.

Sometimes, you would even see a few timid guys who were so scared that they collapsed to the ground.

Only when Lin Yaozu ignored them and left did he breathe a sigh of relief and feel extremely fortunate.

"Oh my god! That... that is the Eastern Devil? It's really... really scary!"

"Howell! Let's go! I don't want to go through this again."

"The East is too horrible. I want to go back to Great Britain."

"..."

In this way, after Lin Yaozu slaughtered ten streets of foreigners and several thousand foreign soldiers, he quietly became the emperor of Taiwan.

On the other hand, the Oriental people who were trafficked here and had the honor of becoming the first to obtain the Star Power Linking Technique on the island have begun to make moves.

At a street corner, a foreigner was suddenly caught in a sack. Then, three skinny "pigs" appeared, holding wood and stones and smashing him madly.

"Oh! Who are you? I am a citizen of Great Britain...ah...no..."

Soon, along with screams, streams of bright red blood began to seep out of the sack.

At this moment
And one of them suddenly spoke excitedly.

"I feel it... I feel the blessing! From now on, the effect of my practice will be doubled."

Hearing this, the other two people's eyes were full of envy, and then, not satisfied, they whipped the corpse twice with stones again.

"Damn foreigners, why didn't you hold on a little longer? You died so quickly." "This time, Gousheng got there first. I should have used more force if I had known."

Hearing this, the person who successfully obtained the blessing spoke quickly.

"Alright! Er Gou! San Lai! I'll let you guys take the final blow next time! Anyway, there isn't much else in this damn place except for those foreigners!"

……

Similar things happened in different remote places.

In a short time, countless lone foreigners suffered and became the prey of those star power practitioners.

at the same time.

Similar things were also happening in the Qing Dynasty, but compared to the initial operations in Taiwan, these were more violent.

After a period of practice, many Han people have made progress in tempering their star bodies.

One by one, they became countless times stronger than before.

Although most of them have not learned any special tricks, as the saying goes, force can defeat skill.

With all-round crushing of strength, speed and physique, he can easily demonstrate what it means to kill a master with random punches.

Even some Qing soldiers would be treated as prey and easily hunted down.

As these practitioners become more powerful, their actions become more daring.

Some of them even openly ran to the countryside, threatened to use force to search for the Qing people, and began to slaughter them crazily.

On the other hand, as more and more people disappeared, court officials sent forces to try to regain control of the cities that had lost their officials.

Information about the Star Power Body Training Technique, cultivation, etc., eventually spread out slowly.

Inside the imperial palace, in the Golden Throne Hall, the new puppet emperor sat on it, maintaining the fine tradition of mascots.

Below, many court officials were arguing.

"Kill, kill, kill! All those slaves who practiced the skills must be killed! We must not give them a chance to rise."

"Bullshit! What do you have to kill? Aren't you afraid that the whole world will rebel?"

"We must kill those who resist! Otherwise, when they become stronger, what will we do? We will all die!"

"Damn it! Why can't we practice? What's going on?"

"In my opinion, we must find that Lin Yaozu! The stone tablet is related to him. Only from him can we get the real cultivation method."

"..."

Among them, the Qing ministers were particularly angry, while the Han ministers pretended to be angry.

Nowadays, all the Qing ministers doubt whether those Han ministers are able to practice martial arts.

But the Han ministers just pretended that they were unable to practice, and acted like they were indignant and were also victims.

The Qing ministers seemed to have guessed this, while the Han ministers guessed that the other side had already guessed this, but refused to admit it.

Due to various concerns, the Qing ministers did not dare to really break this window paper.

If the other party were forced to turn hostile on the spot, blood would probably be splattered in the Golden Palace immediately.

Two hours passed, and another day's court meeting ended in vain.

The Han ministers left in groups of three or four, while the Qing ministers made a circle and found a place to hold a secret meeting again.

"Assholes! These dogs and slaves! They definitely have ulterior motives! We must find a way to get rid of them!"

"Humph! If you ask me, it is more important to find a way to learn how to practice first! Otherwise, if this drags on for a long time, the Qing Dynasty will surely perish!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)