Ace of the Dragon Division

Located in one of the most densely landscaped mountains in the UK, it is built with a wooden house and a garden of gardens on all sides.

It is hard to believe that a Western world can have buildings that emphasize Chinese feng shui specifications.

People who don't know think that there is a Chinese-born person living here. However, the owner of the house who is getting up every day without a bright day is an authentic Englishman with a white beard and blue eyeball.

He closed his eyes under the peach blossom forest and sun-baked the morning sun. The rain was on his cheeks and he was unmoved.

This person is a swordsman who is one of the top five legends.

The wooden house door was opened and an old man of the same age of a flower, an old European man, came out.

He was in a white robes, and stretched down the stairs.

Hughes sneered at him with his back: "The assistant is not helping, and he is not afraid to take the stairs and flash."

"If you come here with an assistant, then I can force it to be big." The white armor with a bald white robe, the old man of the Holy See, smiled as he went downstairs.

"If you let your followers know that you have troubles with me, don't squirt me?"

"Okay, you don't want to laugh at my legs. It's not that I have regressed, but I have a different position from you. I have something to do every day, and I have to take care of a country." Road.

Xiusi sneered: "On your Vatican country? You don't have to take care of it. It won't be messed up. Even if there is a riot in Europe, it won't spread there. It is the last piece of faith in Western Europeans. It doesn't work for you every day. And."

The old man in the white robe pouted: "This is also, but I heard that one organization is very mysterious recently, but I like their character."

Hughes: "Different?"

The white robe smiled slightly: "Have you heard that?"

Hughes turned to look at the old friend and asked suspiciously: "Do you want to influence them?"

White robe: "If you don't think so, will I be more great?"

Hughes: "Don't waste your time, you can't influence them, just like you can't change me."

"Not necessarily, those war rioters who used mercenaries to annihilate humanity see me not to listen to me a few words. Since even they have a bottom line in their hearts, I think these geeks can still fight for it. The world’s most painful organization seems to be them.”

Hughes laughed: "Why don't you say that it is mutual aid?"

White robe: "People just make money."

Hughes: "There is a lot of bones behind this money, that is, Childe. In the past, in order to make a fortune, how many wars did you promote? Even now, the cost of making money is so much, this money is the source of evil. Can't you see the teacher to influence the banknote?"

Hughes swayed and shook his head in the yard and laughed: "You are right, those war rioters may still have a bottom line of faith in their hearts. At least they know how to protect their families and children before they can slap guns, but you believe. Do not believe, on the surface, you respect the capitalists who respect you. You can slap you in the back. You can be honest, I don’t want you to influence them, and you can’t influence them, just like you. No, I am the same."

White robe: "You are different, there is resentment in your heart, this resentment is full of your whole brain, so you give up the worldly annoyance, and only want to report your defeat in the past, you Man is the most difficult thing to learn from me. If a person wants to be blackened, God can't save him! This is why my strength can't catch up with you. It's not that I am lazy, you are too much to yourself. It’s just awkward. Who is still shooting in this era?”

"I don't call resentment or ideals." Hughes said: "Otherwise, I will not have such an achievement today, that is, I don't know what happened to the guy who defeated me that year."

"Your ideal is terrible. Really, I used to instill a chicken soup in my heart. I said, 'No one can do it without picking up oneself.' But after seeing you, I feel that I am The chicken soup of the soul will become a 'poisonous chicken soup', because this person will take shortcuts in order to succeed."

Hughes was undecided, walking and walking, picking up a wooden sliver and screaming at a thick bamboo.

Hey!

The dried wooden sliver did not break, but the rough bamboo that was straight and straight broke.

“Not bad.” The white robe praised: “Is this the one you said?”

Hughes nodded: "My fencing technique is really wrong. I couldn't be alive in the past. After I met the man, I was humiliated. I said that my swordsmanship is even better than the Dongyang garbage kendo. Out of insulting swordsmanship, I am not angry, but he humiliated my way!"

White robe: "But you finally went to China to steal a lot of swordsmanship. Even the swordsmanship on the side of the Toyo Kingdom has not been stolen. I am afraid no one knows that the lost schools are here."

Hughes didn't feel that he was wrong at all.

"I just took it for reference, but when the **** said it right, my swordsmanship is indeed a side door. I also call it the first Kendo master in the UK. I have been holding this name for decades, every time I hear it. I am very ashamed, so, in order to be deserved, I have lived here in my life to practice my kendo. It’s just that, the **** is missing. In these years, I asked the agent of the MI6 to help him find him. Nothing."

Speaking of this, Xiusi mentioned the wooden stick in his hand: "The sword is one, even if he could not reach this realm."

The old man in white robe: "You can't remember his name?"

"How can I forget?" Resting and hate said: "When our Eight-Power Allied Forces broke into their Imperial City, their big-named guards were defeated by me one after another. At this time, one person stood up, and he called Zhang Chenfeng. I am already a legendary master. I asked myself that it was almost invincible. My fencing technique was not as good as that of the East Warrior. At that time, Zhang Chenfeng was in front of the Eight Kingdoms. I have defeated me within a hundred strokes, so that I have not come out to be horrible. I have forgotten it for decades."

"If he is quite the same as you, maybe he is already dead. You are almost a hundred years old. If your eyes are closed and you are buried in the earth, you have to keep such a heavy obsession. Why bother?"

Hughes did not speak, threw a stick, and carried his hand into his wooden house.

This is a person who is very obsessed with resentment.

"So I can't help you to influence you." The old man in the white run sighed behind him.

(Today's third chapter is updated around 5 pm, you have to go out with your child for a physical examination, and come back immediately.)

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