"Ningyuan, here!" Tianjin, the dock.

A girl in the style of the Republic of China, wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt on the upper body and a black pleated skirt on the lower body, tiptoed and waved her hand gently: "This way, this way!"

On the dock, a tall and handsome young man was carrying a box and getting off the ship.

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After seeing the girl, his eyes did not move, but turned around directly and wanted to leave the crowd.

The girl hurriedly trotted to stop the young man: "What do you mean, run away when you see me? Am I that scary?"

"You are not scary, just annoying!" Ning Yuan said honestly.

A black line suddenly appeared on the girl's forehead: "What does annoyance mean? After studying in Japan for a few years, you can't even speak Chinese?"

Ning Yuan smiled, pushed the girl's delicate body away, and said lightly: "Miss Song, we are not the same kind of people, let's not contact each other in the future!"

"What do you mean!" The girl grabbed the suitcase in Ning Yuan's hand, her eyes were full of mist: "I heard that you got off the ship at Tianjin Port, and I took the train to the north from a distance of thousands of miles just to pick you up, but you treated me like this?"

"Shanghai to Tianjin is not ten thousand miles away, and you came by yourself. I never said that I needed someone to pick me up. I don't blame you for asking for my news, which is already very good!" Ning Yuan resolutely pried open the girl's fingers that were holding the suitcase one by one.

But the girl was very strong and grabbed it a little hard.

"Okay, it's just some clothes, I'll give it to you!" Ning Yuan threw away the suitcase directly and turned away.

The girl was stunned for a moment, this is also possible?

She subconsciously tried to grab Ning Yuan's clothes again, but Ning Yuan's body tilted strangely, and the collar had slipped out of her hand.

When she raised her head again, the boy had merged into the crowd and disappeared.

"Damn it!" The smile on the girl's face suddenly became ferocious, and the suitcase in her hand was directly pushed to the ground: "No one dares to treat me, Song Yaqian, like this. You don't want to be soft, right? Well, I'll use force!"

"Miss, do you want to teach him a lesson?" A middle-aged man in a long gown and a hat came over with a flattering face.

"Do you have someone in Tianjin?"

"No, but as long as you have money, who can't you find?"

"Okay, find someone to tie him up for me and send him to Anxi Hotel. I don't believe it. If soft tactics don't work, can't I use force?"

"Yes, yes, that kid doesn't know what's good..."

"You said I'm a good?"

"No, no, no, miss, look at my mouth, he's uneducated and can't talk!"

"Slap him!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Go to work!"

"Yes, yes!"

An hour later, Ning Yuan was stopped in a street.

"I'm Ye Zhentao, and these are my apprentices!" The leader wore a blue robe and had the same hairstyle as his master, and it looked like he had just cut off his braids.

"What's the matter?" Ning Yuan asked coldly.

"I have something to say, of course I have something to say!" Ye Zhentao bowed his hands and saluted, then said: "I was commissioned by the National Martial Arts Museum to investigate your quality. I heard that you studied in Japan and ended up being there for eight years. The adults want to ask, are you still Chinese?"

Ning Yuan was happy: "It's not time to get rid of traitors yet, right? Besides, everyone in the government is servile to the Japanese. If I were really a traitor, would you dare to treat me like this?"

Ye Zhentao's tone was choked, and he heard Ning Yuan continue to say: "No matter who asked you to come, just go straight up and it's over. You are not good at speaking, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Ye Zhentao was speechless. I have been in Tianjin for more than 40 years, and this is the first time I know that I am not good at speaking.

But I really can't compare with this person who has studied abroad. Although he is from Japan, he is also foreign!

Forget it, no more nonsense.

"Come on!" Ye Zhentao waved his hand, and five or six energetic young men behind him immediately pulled out short knives from their sleeves and rushed up.

"Didn't they say that Tianjin thugs only cut themselves?" Ning Yuan asked curiously.

"This time the situation is different. A big shot is offering money to buy your life!" Ye Zhentao laughed and said, "It's worth the money!"

"Song Yaqian?" Ning Yuan frowned. Didn't this woman want to get his body? Why did she change to wanting his life?

Did the order come, and the servants acted on their own?

But, who cares!

It's been four years since I last fought, so I'm a little uncomfortable!

Ning Yuan untied his waist casually, and a rope more than one meter long appeared in his hand.

Then, he raised his hand and swung: "Water BreathingยทType 2: Waterwheel!"

Unexpectedly!

This is not the legendary world of the Republic of China, nor the world of Wing Chun, but the world of Demon Slayer!

Ning Yuan traveled here in 1922. He read newspapers in Shanghai for half a month, but he didn't find out which world he was in.

I originally thought that I might have traveled to the world of spy wars, where the protagonists were hiding so well that I couldn't recognize them. Suddenly one day, I saw news about ghosts appearing in Japan in the strange news column of a newspaper.

Only then did Ning Yuan know that he had come to the world of Demon Slayer.

With a clear goal, Ning Yuan immediately applied for study abroad procedures and went to Japan. He spent two years learning all the breathing techniques, and another two years to kill all the demons and the Demon Slayer Corps.

That's right, the Demon Slayer Corps was also killed by Ning Yuan.

It had to be killed. Ning Yuan observed the situation and found that except for the addition of the Demon Slayer Corps, the situation in the world was no different from that on Earth.

In other words, Liutiaohu and September 18th would still happen normally.

And with the addition of the Demon Slayer Corps in this world, maybe the strength of Xiaozizi would be even stronger.

After all, even if the Demon Slayer Corps themselves did not become little devils, what if they taught the breathing method to the little devils?

In fact, Ning Yuan also thought about whether to raise Muzan and kill this war in the cradle.

But after thinking about it, it was still not appropriate.

This war did bring tragic pain to the Chinese nation, but this nation was also reborn from the fire and awakened completely because of this tempering of blood and fire.

Everything has its pros and cons. Without this war that lasted for fourteen years, there would be no complete standing up 19 years later, and there would be no 1V17 21 years later.

The spirit of the nation needs blood to be poured. If this war is missing, it is unknown how long it will take for the nation to awaken.

Ning Yuan didn't want to interfere with this history, nor did he plan to rebuild any order in this world. It was enough to kill a few more devils here, provide some weapons, ammunition and medicines to the front line, and relieve some of the pressure on the front line.

Anyway, he had already completed the plot, got all the rewards, and cleared this world. He even sent away his clone to the next world.

For the rest of the endless time, he was free!

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