I Kidnapped 1.4 Billion People

After finishing his speech and sending the villagers away to work, Lin Qiuwen walked towards Hua'er while wiping his sweat.

"I've seen the flower girl."

In Hua'er's heart, the murderous intention arose uncontrollably, and she wanted to get rid of the evil ghost manipulating people's hearts in front of her when she was weak.

"How come Miss Hua'er has time to attend Lin's class?" Lin Qiuwen asked with a smile.

Suppressing his murderous intent, Hua'er cupped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin is so talented that he can actually manipulate people's hearts for his own benefit."

The smile on Lin Qiuwen's face remained unchanged: "Girl, you are joking. Lin cannot manipulate people's hearts. Lin just knows what the mountain people want, and Lin will give them what they want. This is a fair transaction, isn't it?"

Hua'er was speechless. If Lin Qiuwen's promise could be fulfilled, it would indeed be a fair deal.

"The girl seems to have a lot of troubles in her heart. Can you talk to Lin about it? Maybe Lin can help the girl?"

Hua'er immediately became wary, "Don't bother Mr. Lin, I'm fine."

Seeing Hua'er's vigilance, Lin Qiuwen didn't care and continued to ask: "I heard that Miss Hua'er's relatives were demoted as slaves by the Dayue Empire?"

Lin Qiuwen's eyes were suddenly filled with aggression. He stared into Hua'er's eyes and his voice was long, like the murmur of human desire.

"The girl must hate the Dayue Empire very much! The girl doesn't want her people to get out of this predicament and have a bright future, so that they can walk in the sunshine as normal citizens."

The obsession in Hua'er's heart was severely touched, and she was in a daze. At this moment, she thought of a lot, her mission, the pain of her people, and her confusion about the future.

Lin Qiuwen's words came up again, "I can help the girl, Tianji Sect can help the girl get rid of her current situation. As long as we have a will, there is hope. Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people with a will, what do you think?"

"Nothing is unachievable?"

Suddenly, the mysterious rune reappeared on Hua'er's forehead, shooting out a spiritual light to attack Lin Qiuwen.

How could Lin Qiuwen, a mortal, avoid the monk's tactics? He was knocked away by the spiritual light and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Hua'er suddenly woke up from her thoughts and looked at Lin Qiuwen who was lying on the ground angrily.

"You want to control me?"

"Ahem, why did the girl suddenly attack Lin? Lin just wanted to help the girl?" Lin Qiuwen looked innocent.

"Hmph, for the sake of brother Yi Chen, I will spare you this time, but I will kill you next time."

The fierce murderous intention from the monk locked onto Lin Qiuwen, making him terrified and secretly regretting his recklessness.

If Hua'er didn't look at Lin Qiuwen again, she was afraid that she would kill this mortal and offend Tianjimen.

He flew up and flew towards the back mountain.

"Ahem, these terrifying cultivators are really troublesome?" Lin Qiuwen stood up with difficulty.

Li Honglei walked over with a sullen look on his face, "Who did you let her touch?"

Lin Qiuwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly: "I'll just give it a try. I didn't expect the monk's methods to be so weird."

"This is the first and last time. Don't try to control her again. You don't have the ability."

"I know, I won't contact her again. Of course, after being found out once, it will be difficult to influence her again. My old waist, this little girl is really harsh!"

Lin Qiuwen lowered his waist and walked towards Jiang Wanchou's medical clinic.

Li Honglei frowned and became more and more worried. The more people the official used there, the greater the hidden dangers.

But what I have to admit is that the people there are more suitable for the cruel other world.

…

In the forest, a gunshot suddenly rang out, frightening the birds.

Zhang Yichen held the pistol tightly with both hands, closed one eye and opened the other, aiming at the bull's-eye.

"Bang."

Another shot, bullseye intact.

Leng Feng shook his head helplessly, "Open your eyes, keep your hands flat, make sure the center of aim and the gap are on the same level, and hold your wrist against the target."

"Bang."

On the gun target, ten rings away, there is an extra bullet hole.

Zhang Yichen was overjoyed and said happily to Leng Feng: "I hit it, I hit it."

Leng Feng's expression changed and he dodged to the side, subconsciously wanting to shoot Zhang Yichen.

Because Zhang Yichen pointed his gun at him.

Fortunately, Leng Feng held back.

This habitual action frightened Leng Feng, and he quickly dropped the gun in his hand to prevent any accidents from happening.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yichen asked suspiciously.

"I'm fine. Master, you did a great job. Put down the gun first." Leng Feng's tone was gentler than ever before.

"oh."

Zhang Yichen put down his pistol obediently.

Suddenly, Leng Feng rushed over, kicked away the pistol, grabbed Zhang Yichen's collar and roared: "Did I teach you just now? Don't point the gun at your comrades. Are you deaf?"

Leng Feng's sudden change frightened Zhang Yichen and he looked at Leng Feng timidly.

"Answer me, did you hear me?"

"I, I heard it."

"You heard it, repeat it and tell me what you heard."

"The muzzle of the gun cannot be pointed at comrades, it is used to point at the enemy." Zhang Yichen answered timidly.

"It's too quiet, I can't hear it."

Leng Feng's expression was still serious, terrifyingly serious.

Zhang Yichen shouted loudly: "The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the enemy, not at the comrades."

Zhang Guoliang: "Leng Feng, forget it! He is not a soldier. There is no need to ask him with the requirements of a soldier."

However, Leng Feng turned a deaf ear and his expression remained gloomy and serious.

"Carry a load ten kilometers and shout a thousand times."

"Well?"

Leng Feng's eyes widened.

Zhang Yichen gave up immediately, put on his heavy-weight clothes, and started running in circles, "The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the enemy, not at the comrades."

"The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the enemy, not at the comrades."

…

On this day, the Chinese people all know a saying, "The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the enemy, not at the comrades."

Zhang Guoliang: "Leng Feng, why are you doing this?"

Leng Feng: "Chief, I'm sorry, but I have my bottom line."

Zhang Guoliang: "Okay! Pay attention to your training methods."

Leng Feng: "I understand, Chief."

In the distance, Hua'er stood on the branch, watching what happened here, her heart became more solemn.

The tip of the iceberg shown by Leng Feng is enough to remind Hua'er of many things.

Behind the Tianji Sect, there is a complete training system and system. Such a system cannot be established by one person in one day. It must be a system that can be established by a group after a long period of exploration and adjustment.

Tianji Sect is by no means as simple as a hidden sect.

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