Bending the Knees

The young man opened his eyes and took a deep breath, as if waking up from drowning. After panting, he immediately coughed up a big mouthful of dirty blood.

There were bursts of tearing pain under the chest and abdomen.

He wanted to get up, but his hands and feet were tightly bound, and he couldn’t move. Instead, his hands and feet were tightened, blood stagnated, and he felt cold and painful.

“Ha ha……”

After taking a few deep breaths, he looked around. This was a dark and empty warehouse with air leaks everywhere. The cold night wind poured in, and the moonlight barely reflected the rusty iron walls.

“Twenty years of a big dream, this is the beginning…?”

Bai Wei leaned against the pillar and let out a breath slowly.

There is a fast-forward button in life.

It’s just that some people go to the grave in one step; but he skipped childhood and adolescence.

The awakening of memory will be accompanied by changes in personality, which is a gradual process and a rather time-consuming project.

If you directly pick a dying hapless person, although you can quickly complete the resurrection project, it will also bring a lot of unnecessary troubles.

Living in Baiwei in the past was like a long dream.

After waking up from the dream, he is still him. Some of the past in the dream are remembered, while others are forgotten.

Ambiguous memories are not very important. No one is static in the first place.

The time of arrival is 500 years after the fall of the empire, also in 1980 A.D.

The landing point under my feet is the land in the far east, Sakurajima.

Due to the great differences in history, Sakurajima still retains the shogunate system, but it is moving towards modernization step by step. The economic development is roughly equivalent to the first wave of take-off of the demographic dividend.

Correspondingly, the social atmosphere has not improved yet, staying in the Taisho era after the Meiji Restoration, the people’s body and mind failed to keep pace with the development of the times. Similarly, this era is not peaceful.

As one of the battlefields of the East-West game, Sakurajima is not very important, but it is like a weight hanging in the center of the fragile balance.

“However, this has nothing to do with my current situation.”

“I’ve been kidnapped now.”

“It’s been a long time since such a shameful beginning.”

Bai Wei showed a cold smile: “This group of extremists are really daring.”

I even smashed the skulls of the Demon King and the Archangel… He was actually overwhelmed by a group of punks.

he movedMove your fingers, relax your skeletal muscles, and pull your wrists away from the tight rope little by little.

But the binding was really tight. He moved his body, stuck to the ground, picked up a shard of glass, and the sharp edge cut his palm.

About a minute later, the rope was cut, and his hands were free again, and then he untied the rope on his feet.

The stagnant blood was dredged, and there was a tingling sensation in the hands and feet.

The injuries in the body were temporarily under control and did not deteriorate further. It seemed that an old injury from the past had flared up, causing the organs to rupture and internal bleeding. Although he couldn’t die for the time being, it would be hard to say if it took another ten hours.

He had old injuries at the young age of twenty, hey, he must have practiced indiscriminately, exerting force indiscriminately, and injured his fragile internal organs.

“It’s really low, it’s too ordinary.”

Bai Wei clenched his fists. Compared with the beginning of the third prince in the previous life, this time he can be described as poor and white.

In the previous life, even if the emperor’s golden pupils were not opened, there were more than ten kinds of blessings and protection.

Now he can’t feel any additional source of power from this body, not even a heroic spirit.

It’s not that Heroic Spirits are inferior.

In the complicated power system, heroic spirits are very few individuals who are born powerful.

Heroic spirits cannot be inherited through blood, but are destined to be born.

Many people regard this as luck, but it is not true. Every heroic spirit in this world is a hero who left a great reputation in the previous life.

It’s just that some traces of the heroic spirit’s past can’t be found at all.

For example, Lilianu, she is a rare high-ranking heroic spirit in the world, but her past has not been engraved in the history of this world, and the memories related to her previous life have not been awakened in her whole life. Maybe it is worn out or deleted.

In other words, she is an outsider. She existed in another world in her previous life, and her soul drifted here after death.

During his years as emperor, Bai Wei had seen fifteen secondary heroic spirits, but only two high-ranking heroic spirits.

From this, it can be seen that secondary heroic spirits are not uncommon, and it is the high-ranking heroic spirits that are truly rare.

Bai Wei thought that he was a reincarnated emperor, and he was reincarnated with memories, yet he didn’t even give him a high-ranking heroic spirit…

Is it in the river?

“Thinking about it, maybe five hundred years from now, there will be no heroic spirits left. Long live world peace.”

Bai Wei smiled and comforted himself.

It is a good thing to have power, at least you can protect yourself in danger; if you don’t have power, at least keep an optimistic attitude.

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He rubbed his wrists, and walked to the door with a little glimmer of light.

The half-closed door was separated by a wall, and a group of culprits were making noise.



Jidao is a violent group, and like Yingzhou’s social structure, it retains a clear system of top and bottom.

It’s just that in this violent group, there are more enlightened upward channels than in normal society.

Those who bring more benefits will be able to rise to a higher position.

The younger brothers fought and fought to bring practical benefits to the boss. One of them won the Tao and ascended to heaven. The more famous the group and the more people it has, the more streets it will control and the more territory it will have.

There are two polar forces in the old Edo, the Samurai Association and the Kanto Alliance.

The former is composed of the samurai class that survived after the collapse of the shogunate class system; the latter is a more straightforward Yakuza, a joint group composed of multiple factions and groups.

The Sanada group is placed in the Kanto Union, and it is generally at the second-rate level, excluding peripheral members. The number of operators in the group has been around 50 for a long time.

There are a total of five people in the warehouse, all of whom are younger brothers of Wakatou of the Sanada group, and also represent members of the core martial arts faction. Once this group of people shows up, it means that the matter will quickly heat up.

Moreover, most of these people are desperadoes, fighting bravely, and somewhat dehumanizing, and they don’t care how serious the consequences are… In Yingzhou, where the social order stagnated in the Taisho era, these militant factions are extremely The foundation of the organization’s existence.

In the dilapidated and airy warehouse, the yakuza under Wakatou of the Sanada group were gambling.

“That fellow Sato is really slow.”

“Why haven’t you come back? I’m starving.”

“Did you get hit by a car on the way? Hahaha.”

“Find someone to take a look?”

“It’s raining and it’s getting dark. I’m not willing to go find a lost rookie who has just entered the industry for three months.”

This group of giggling absolutists never thought of other possibilities at all. This area is all their territory, and there are no residents.

If you are run over by a car on the road, it can only be said that you are unlucky, but this is not a bad thing, as long as you don’t die.

If the owner of the car is caught, he can extort a lot of money, or turn the other party into a long-term meat ticket.

Can someone who is not a scumbag still be called the ultimate way?

Loyalty is nothing but a pitiful quality in this industry that is qualified to be called a human being.

The Jidaos continued to make noise, smoking and playing cards, having a great time.

Boom! A sudden dull sound broke the lively atmosphere.

The door lock, which was already heavily oxidized, connected to the rusty warehouse door, which was kicked into pieces, and the iron door fell to the ground.

The cold wind and rain poured in, and the shirtless Jidao shivered.

Inside the pitch-black door frame, there were shadows and shadows, and the light was not bright enough to be seen clearly.

The famous Jidao got up and questioned, his voice was thick and resounding: “Who is it!”

“It’s your father!”

A red brick streaked across the air, and the remaining rainwater splashed and hit a Jidao’s forehead with precision. It shattered and the red brick was stained with blood.

The extreme Taoists’ eyes were about to burst.

They grabbed what they had at hand one after another as murderers.device.

The figure in the darkness walked into the warehouse without haste.

He slowly twisted his wrist, and then pulled out two bricks from his cuff.

The young man raised his head.

The smile he showed was not sunny and unhealthy, but full of indifference and arrogance.

“Bend your knees, sinners.”



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