Young Marshal: The more children the better, the more you marry, the more powerful you become.

Chapter 157

Chapter 157: A Gentleman Revenge, But When He Was Young! Kyoshi Speech!

"Woohoo!"

"Spare your life! Spare your life, young handsome! "

I saw Zhang Xueming gently pull out the rotten cloth in Yuan Keding's mouth.

Yuan Keding, who was able to speak, immediately kowtowed like garlic and begged for mercy.

However, Zhang Xueming didn't pay attention to him at all.

Instead, he circled around Yuan Datou's grave.

It stands to reason!

The capital of Beiyang, the restoration and abolition of the emperor, it is impossible to bury in this wild place.

Just because, at this time in Anyang, Henan, this Yuan Keding, the son of Yuan Datou, was taking the countless family wealth left by his father to build Yuan Gonglin for his father!

In later generations, this Yuan Gonglin was built from 1916 to 1918, which took three years and cost millions of silver dollars.

There's a strange thing here!

This Yuan Datou is a person from Xiangcheng, and is also known as Yuan Xiangcheng, but why should he be buried in Anyang after he dies?

There is a saying that this Yuan Keding had a Taoist strategist who said that Anyang had dragon qi, and Yuan Keding wanted to bury his father there, absorb the earth dragon qi, return the sun safely, and let himself become a treasure again.

Of course, this is just one of the anecdotes of the Republic of China, and it should not be true.

But!

It's true that the mausoleum is built.

It's just that the mausoleum is being repaired, and Yuan Datou's body can't be buried without going into the earth!

This Yuan Keding listened to the man's statement again, and found a temporary residence for his father in this land of the Lingguang Temple outside Jingshi City, which is on the slope of the 883 Yang Slope!

However, this grave in the wilderness gave Zhang Xueming a chance to meet with Yuan Keding.

"Yuan Gongzi, I'll ask you something."

I saw Zhang Xueming slowly open his neckline, revealing the gunshot wound on his shoulder.

"Did you send someone to shoot me this shot?"

"Woohoo! Young marshal, I was wrong, it was I who was obsessed with ghosts at that time, so I gave this order, I kowtow to you! I saw Yuan Kewen kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and bleeding straight to his scalp.

While kowtowing, he begged: "Young Shuai, for your sake, spare me!" I won't dare again! "

Scold!

It's fun!

It's okay for Lao Tzu's sake?

This bullet moved two inches to the side, and his neck was pierced!

At that time, do you have to happily set up two tables in Tianjin Wei and call friends to celebrate?

Your father finally left you a few dead soldiers, and you wasted it like that!

What a fucking loser!

The gentleman takes revenge, but when he is a child!

You shoot me, I'll send you on your way, there's no problem with that!

"Yuan Gongzi, I must have been hungry and thirsty when I came back from Tianjin!" But seeing Zhang Xueming squatting in front of the offering table, he picked up an offering fruit and put it to Yuan Keding's mouth: "Eat!" This is your filial piety to your father! Make up for yourself this time! "

"Full! Let's hit the road! "

Saying that, Zhang Xueming directly pressed an apple into Yuan Keding's mouth!

Woo hoo -

As soon as he said that he was on the road, Yuan Kewen's face turned white, and a smelly smell flowed out from the crotch of his pants.

However, his mouth was blocked by Apple.

I can only kowtow and continue to beg for mercy!

Zhang Xueming smiled coldly.

What one of the four princes of the Republic of China.

It's just a squid shelter under his father's eggs, without Yuan Datou, this Yuan Keding is not even a fart.

Zhang Xueming looked back behind him: "Yunong, this robbery did not leave a hand tail!" "

"Report young handsome, not ghostly!"

"Then hurry up and extinguish it, and then open Yuan Datou's grave, so that their father and son can get together early!"

This Yuan Keding must die!

If he doesn't die, the devil's assassination of himself will not be true!

As the saying goes: "If the thief does not fight, he will recruit himself for three years!" "

In case he has a big mouth after drinking one day and shakes this matter out, he will be passive!

"Yes!"

Since Boss Dai took charge of the Central Special Branch, he got a lot of heinous Northeast bandits from the black coal kiln in Daqing.

Among them, the master who climbed the high wall and touched the door unknowingly kidnapped Yuan Kewen from his mansion.

As for how to kill Yuan Kewen.

Central Turkori also has a craft, that is, soft pocket Tibetans!

According to legend, in the northeast, there were many merchants staying in inns, and at that time, the inns were all chase shops, and more than a dozen people slept in a large kang.

And this person with soft pocket craftsmanship, usually four or five people in a group.

Stay with your goals.

Wait until early the next morning!

Ten people entered the room, but only nine people came out! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

One of them mysteriously disappeared, and there was not even blood on the bed (dafh).

The secrecy of the movement is so secret that even the work of the hotel and the other residents in the same room will not notice it.

It was as if the person had disappeared out of thin air.

In fact, this missing person has long been divided into various soft pockets and taken away by the residents in batches!

This soft pocket is said to be tanned with sable skin, which can not only contain blood and hide the taste, which is a miracle art.

Zhang Xueming looked left and right.

Everyone is busy, and they can't be idle anyway.

He picked up the shovel and began to dig Yuan Datou's grave.

"Brother Yuan, don't worry, let's send your son to find you!"

"Wait for him to go down, you have to educate him!"

"In the next life, you must be cautious!"

"Some people can mess with them, and some people must not mess with them!"

The next morning.

The gravekeeper arranged by Yuan Keding came to replace the tribute to Yuan Datou as usual.

However, he found that one of the offerings on the tribute table was missing.

"Where are the wild people from and dare to eat Yuan Gong's offering fruit!"

The gravekeeper hurriedly replaced it.

It's just that he didn't notice at all that the grave with Yuan's big head above his head seemed to have a wisp of new soil!

But after two days, or a heavy rain, everything will return to normal!

At this time, the major newspapers in Beijing also received news.

Zhang Xueming's body recovered most of it.

He is continuing his lectures at various universities in Beijing.

For a time, domestic newspapers all praised.

Zhang Xueming was worthy of the country's dry city, and after being seriously injured, he ignored the threats of the great powers and dared to continue to stay in Beijing to give speeches!

With the publicity of the media newspaper.

The place where Zhang Xueming gave his speech was crowded.

All the people of Jingshi want to see its true face!

Sacred Heart Women's College, Beijing.

"Young Marshal, can you let us see your wound!?"

"Young marshal, since the devil dares to assassinate you, there is a first time and a second time, and it is too dangerous for you to speak in such a large place."

At this moment, the girls in the girls' school are all gathered under the podium.

Looking at Zhang Xueming with expectant eyes.

Zhang Xueming himself showed a resolute expression.

"Danger! It's dangerous! "

"But! A Daxia person, walking on the land of Daxia, should he still cower?"

"The students here are only afraid that there are 3 or 4,000 people, and if one or two assassins really rush out, as long as everyone works together, they will definitely be subdued!"

"But! When some gangsters rushed out, everyone scattered. "

"The gun in the hands of the gangsters only has six bullets, but it scares away thousands of people!"

"Because no one wants to be the one who carries the gun!"

"And me!"

Zhang Xueming pulled open his chest, revealing the bullet hole on it.

"I'm willing to be the man who carries the gun for Daxia!"

"I dare not forget the country, I use my blood! Recommend Xuanyuan! "

Buzz -

Along with Zhang Xueming's words, everyone only felt the iron blood that emerged from Zhang Xueming's body.

Suddenly.

A system prompt sounded.

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