History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 1203: Fireworks in 0 Miles

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There are many ways to solve many things in the world. Killing people is undoubtedly the simplest and most brutal one, but how many people can face death without fear? It is precisely because of this that the killer organization Blackstone can coerce the world, and even secretly determine the appointment of officials in the world.

Undoubtedly, the Black Stone is terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is a person's heart of revenge. When the fire of hatred is ignited, it will burst out with terrifying power beyond imagination, and even the black stone will be shaken by it.

The owner of Chen Ji Oil Shop, Fei You Chen, has passed away.

This is not a big deal, but to Heishi, it is by no means a trivial matter, because although Fei Youchen's martial arts are not top-notch, he is a person who is in charge of property in the Blackstone organization, which can be described as very important. Importantly, his death means that someone has found Black Stone!

"One sword kills, good skill!"

Looking at Fatty Chen's body, King Zhuanlun's eyes were full of coldness. It has been many years, and no one has dared to kill Heishi's people like this. There is no doubt that this is a provocation to Heishi, and it is also an insult to Heishi. His provocation.

"Master, the account book is gone."

The black stone killer who was in charge of finding clues hurriedly came to report.

"Huh? I expected it."

The King of Wheels said in a deep voice: "Start thousands of miles of fireworks, and invite the world's black stones into Beijing!"

Thousands of miles of fireworks are the most important communication tool in Blackstone. Once the fireworks are ignited, no matter where the killers in the Blackstone organization are, they must rush to help, otherwise they will be punished as apostasy.

It was night, when the moon was in the sky, a bright firework burst out, rising straight up to nine days, and in the dark night, it bloomed the most dazzling light.

To celebrate, this night, Zhang Renfeng, whose alias was Jiang Asheng, finally entered the marriage hall with Xiaoyu, whose alias was Zeng Jing. Jiang Chen also attended the dinner as a guest.

Under the overpass, in the tea sheds on the street, a few coachmen and pawns were drinking and bragging, as if this could relieve the fatigue of the day.

One of the young people is amazing, he is very good at juggling, and his hands are also dexterous.

"Alas."

The old man who was sitting next to him glanced out of the corner of his eyes, saw the complacent and haughty look on the young man's face, shook his head and sighed. This ordinary-looking old man with a flowered robe and a folded hat and a bag on his back looked a little funny, and he didn't speak, just looking at the sake in his bowl alone.

Some coachmen in the vicinity suddenly laughed and laughed: "Even the old man, don't sigh, you can also do a trick for everyone to see."

"Yeah, change into one." The rest all started booing.

The young juggler laughed disdainfully: "Caijushi, you old man must be dreaming about the legendary Immortal Suo again."

Everyone burst into laughter. The old man Lian, who was wearing a stacked hat, looked as usual and didn't speak. Suddenly, he looked at the fireworks in the shadow of the sake in the bowl, but his expression changed suddenly. Blooming splendor in the sky.

"Do you want to see Immortal Cable?"

The usually withdrawn old man Lian suddenly seemed to be a different person at this time, he picked up the package he was carrying with him, a long rope could be seen inside the package, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, originally everyone wanted to refute him, but The mouth was half opened, but they couldn't speak. Everyone felt that even the old man was very different from usual, so they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Start!"

Caijushi Liansheng shook his hands, this long rope is like a giant python standing up and spitting out a message, it circles up, slowly upwards, soaring into the sky with whistling, its end is unknown, and its end is unknown.

Everyone was amazed to see that this ordinary long rope could rise more than twenty feet high.

Lian Sheng saw everyone's unbelievable appearance, and the corners of his mouth sneered coldly, but his hands that had been tucked in his sleeves suddenly stuck out, and he slapped suddenly, this young juggler didn't even want to blink his eyes, He didn't know that the old man in front of him was using extremely high-level magic tricks, and he must have been immersed in it for decades. At this time, he was afraid that he might miss this legendary magic trick.

"Scatter!"

I saw the old man Liansheng turned his hands, turned his wrists and shook, and a cloud of white smoke escaped from his sleeves. The white smoke covered his thin body, which was as old as a flexible ape, and he walked along the rope, leaving his body and feet off the ground. , Its momentum is like a big bird flying over and flying up to nine days in an instant.

In the sky, I saw an old man's strange laughter floating in the wind, "I want to go to the Immortal Cable, young man, are you capable enough?"

The juggler's face suddenly turned red, but any young man can't stand it at all, especially when he is under the gaze of many people, how can he willingly admit defeat? Shouted: "Why don't you dare! Watch me go to your fairy rope!"

After speaking, he used both hands and feet, clumsily, and gritted his teeth to climb up the long rope. When he was in extreme difficulty, the long rope suddenly stretched upwards uncharacteristically, as if someone pulled the young man up from the sky.

"Ah!"

At this moment, only the young man's terrified screams remained, and there was no other sound at all.

Everyone looked like clay sculptures and wood carvings, with their mouths wide open, watching in horror the sound of sharp knives emanating from the cloud of smoke, mixed with the old man's sneer, the cloud of smoke was like anger, billowing like a tide, and after a while, the young man who uttered a bad word People turned into many corpses and fell straight down from the smoke cloud together with the long rope.

Everyone was terrified, gasped and took a few steps back, but some were more courageous, moved their trembling legs close to the scattered "corpse", only to find that it was just a straw man. Limbs only.

Looking back, the young juggler was completely naked, and he was sitting in the seat where Cai Jushi Liansheng had sat before, but at this moment he was silent like a cicada, losing his seven souls and three souls, just shivering , but didn’t dare to say another word, looked at Dangkong with awe-inspiring eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Shen Xiansuo, it is true, it is true"

After the shock in everyone's hearts, they knew that it was just a joke made by the familiar old man.

The autumn night is cool and windy, and there is no trace of the old man. Just now, a rope with clouds leads straight to the sky, like a dream in the south, which makes people sigh.

Where did this old man, Liansheng, go? Everyone is thinking about this question in their hearts, but there is still no answer.

On the outskirts, in a seemingly ordinary farmyard, a man who looked nothing more than ordinary is squatting on the roof at this moment, reaching out to touch his masterpiece. The roof~IndoMTL.com~ is covered with white Flowery noodles.

There are wide and thin, and the fragrance of the pasta hits the surface, which attracts people's index fingers. The man looked at the white face with satisfaction and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he saw that extremely gorgeous and brilliant firework blooming in the sky.

The man's gentle face suddenly changed, and an indescribable solemnity emerged. He raised his feet and jumped, and his body fell like a civet cat, and landed in the courtyard, his feet stepped on After a few steps, the force of the impact was removed without making any sound.

Under the moonlight, he bent his back slightly, gently pushed open the door, entered sideways, sat on the edge of the bed, and saw his sleeping wife and children against the moonlight.

When he was in a daze, he heard a faint voice: "Are you leaving?"

The man smiled wryly and said: "Yes, this matter is very important, I have to go, I will return as soon as possible."

The wife on the bed opened her bright eyes, bit her lip and said, "Just think about me and my son."

The man nodded gently, and tucked the quilt for his wife and sleeping son. He was about to get up, but suddenly remembered something, and asked with joy: "Remember to help me take the noodles off the roof tomorrow morning. The noodles dried in the shade are comparable It's delicious, and it won't rot even if it's in the soup for a long time."

The wife gave an "En" and stroked the sleeping child, giggling and saying, "My son waits for Daddy to come back and make some noodles."

The gentle man said anxiously: "Don't wake the child up, it's terrible if you cry." He sighed and continued: "When we come back this time, let's go back to our hometown Changzhou and open a small noodle restaurant, okay?"

The wife nodded and looked at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

When he went out, he closed the door gently, tried hard not to make a sound, let out a breath, and suddenly his whole body was shaken, only to hear his wife's voice like a sleepy voice inside: "Lei Bin, please don't let me go!" Don't die outside"