Experts!

This was Jiang Feng’s first judgment of the young man in front of him.

Jiang Feng smiled faintly and asked the young man, “I didn’t ask for your name.”

“My surname is Qin, and my name is Fallen. I dare to ask your Excellency …”

Jiang Feng smiled and said, “Coincidentally, I am also Qin. A single name of’quit ‘means’quit’.”

Jiang Feng and the young man couldn’t help but laugh when they said their names. Clearly, the two of them were extremely bad fellows.

A “Qin Die” homophone, “Father”, and a “Qin Ba” homophone, “Father”. He was trying to take advantage of her.

Jiang Feng glanced at Ye Liangchen and said, “Mr. Qin, this is my friend. He may be quite high-profile in his dealings with others. If he offends me, I hope he can forgive me.”

The young man smiled. He suddenly took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

And pulled the trigger on the silver pistol in his hand.

No!

The muzzle of the gun did not shoot out, but instead ignited a flame.

Obviously, this was just a lighter that looked like a pistol …

When the young man ignited the gun, the muzzle was aimed at Ye Liangchen. Therefore, the moment the flames jumped out of the muzzle, Ye Liangchen’s entire body was shocked and collapsed to the ground.

Of course, Jiang Feng would naturally not be frightened by the young man.

He had already sensed with his mind that the “gun” in the young man’s hand had no bullets at all.

The man took a deep breath of cigarette, then opened his mouth slightly and spat out the circles of his eyes one after another.

What was more special was that the circles of his eyes were not round, but heart-shaped.

Peach Heart Smoke Rings spread out one after another on the female assistant’s face. The female assistant looked as if she was going to have a high/high tide, and at this moment, she was already panting slightly.

“It’s not impossible for me to let him go, but he shot me at such a close range just now, and if I hadn’t dodged the bullet, it would have hit me.

So my request was very simple. At the same distance, he asked me to shoot as well. If he can dodge, I’ll forgive him. ”

Although the man’s tone was gentle, his words unconsciously carried an unquestionable feeling.

He let go of the female assistant in his arms and slightly raised his chin, signaling her to go to the side to wait for him.

The female assistant reluctantly left, completely forgetting that she was Ye Liangchen’s assistant.

The man stretched out his right hand, and the ivory pistol that Ye Liangchen had landed on the ground suddenly jumped into his hand.

The man took a small step back, seemingly indicating that he would shoot at the same distance as Ye Liangchen had just fired.

With Ye Liangchen’s negligible skill, how could he possibly dodge such a close-range shot?

Ye Liangchen was so frightened that tears almost came out of his eyes. He looked at Jiang Feng with a pleading gaze, which naturally meant to beg Jiang Feng to save him.

However, Jiang Feng did not say anything, nor did he do anything. Instead, he nodded to Ye Liangchen and said calmly, “Mr. Qin’s suggestion is reasonable. Liangchen, be careful.”

“What? Jiang … Jiang Feng, you …”

Bang!

As Ye Liangchen spoke, the man suddenly pulled the trigger of the pistol.

At the same time as the bullet was fired, a stream of Heaven Earth Spirit Qi rushed out from Jiang Feng’s body. Ye Liangchen’s body was immediately pushed aside by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, the moment Jiang Feng attacked with that strand of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, Jiang Feng’s scalp suddenly felt as if it had exploded.

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What was it like to be resurrected from the dead? He drowned his head in the water, held his breath until he was suffocated. The instant his consciousness disappeared, he was suddenly pulled out of the water. The feeling of touching the line of death and then jumping back was roughly the feeling of death and resurrection.

Jiang Wu suddenly woke up. He gasped heavily and felt as if he had just drowned and then surfaced again. After gasping for breath, Jiang Wu immediately felt a headache, and at the same time, his entire body was powerless. A lot of memories appeared in his mind for no reason.

These memories were incomparably clear, familiar but unfamiliar. Jiang Wu raised his hands and placed them in front of him. After lowering his head to take a look, he began to slowly understand what had happened.

These hands were definitely not his. His hands were thicker than these hands. Because of the gun and the barb, his right index finger and palm had thick calluses. At the same time, there were many calluses elsewhere. These hands were obviously much more white and tender, and they were much thinner.

The memories that suddenly entered his mind told Jiang Wu that he was currently on the eighth day of the 12th lunar month in the first year of Zhenghe. December was December. Jiang Wu didn’t know what year the first year of Zhenghe was, he only knew that he was in the Song Dynasty.

However, Jiang Wu, who had experienced nine-year compulsory education, did not understand what kind of dynasty the Song Dynasty was. However, after reading Yue Fei’s story, he knew that the Song Dynasty did not seem to be very good. After being bullied by the Liao people, he was bullied by the Jin people. In the end, the entire dynasty was occupied …

Jiang Wu shook his head. He suddenly realized that it was not the time for him to care about the memories in his mind and what happened. The most urgent thing right now was another matter, his physical condition!

As an elite member of the Special Forces, Jiang Wu was very clear about his current physical condition. He had a bad cold, a severe hunger, and a large loss of water. If he didn’t replenish his body’s calories, he would probably die in less than an hour from the severe cold of the twelfth month.

You can’t just sit in bed and wait to die. Jiang Wu said to himself in his heart. He bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, and the intense stinging pain caused his dizzy head to become much clearer.

He struggled out of bed to the edge of the bed and threw himself on the ground. After landing on the ground, Jiang Wu didn’t have the slightest bit of strength. He wanted to call out, but he couldn’t make a sound. It should be due to the flu that caused his tonsils to become inflamed and he was temporarily unable to speak.

The little hoarse voice he tried to utter had disappeared into the howling cold wind as soon as it came out. Jiang Wu closed his mouth and took a deep breath. He knew that he could no longer shout in delusion. First, it was impossible. Second, it was a waste of energy.

Jiang Wu struggled to turn around and saw a table beside him. There was a ceramic kettle and three earthen bowls on the table. Jiang Wu took a deep breath and put it in his mouth. He jumped with all his strength, knocked over the table, and the pottery kettle and earth bowl shattered into pieces. Roland’s voice.

After doing this, Jiang Wu stopped moving. He lay on the ground and panted, trying to breathe in as much as possible. At this moment, he no longer had the slightest bit of strength. He could only hope that someone would hear the sound of the kettle and bowl shattering and then enter the room to help him. If no one came, then they could only wait for death. There was no other choice.

Waiting is painful, especially when you are on the verge of death, waiting for someone else’s help, which makes you feel even more painful. In order to divert his attention, Jiang Wu straightforwardly tidied up the familiar and unfamiliar memories in his mind.

Tidying up memories is a very simple matter. Jiang Wu confirmed one thing. He had indeed transmigrated into a completely new space-time. The current era was the Song Dynasty. The official family was called Zhao Ji, the official family? Oh, the emperor. Jiang Wu carefully recalled the shallow history he had learned in junior high school before realizing that it should be called the Northern Song Dynasty.

There seems to be a very famous event in the Northern Song Dynasty, what is it called? What do you call it? Jiang Wu thought for a long time before he remembered that it was called the “Shame of Jingkang”. It was as if the two emperors had been captured by the Jin Dynasty.

However, the original memories of this body did not contain any concept of the Jin Dynasty, nor did they contain any memories of the shame of Jingkang. It seemed that none of this had happened yet.

After finding out what era he was in, Jiang Wu explored the identity of the original owner of his body. Coincidentally, he was also called Jiang Wu. Although his surname was different, his tone was the same. The family was originally a large landlord family in the countryside, but a few years ago, their family background was inferior to that of ordinary people.

I heard that when I came to Anton Castle to guard the castle, I could get three buckets of rice a month. In order to support my family, Jiang Wu came to Anton Castle to serve as a soldier. Only after coming did Jiang Wu realize that he had been tricked. He had only obtained five liters of the promised three buckets of rice, and he was often in arrears.

Jiang Wu’s family had good conditions in the early years, so his body and bones lacked exercise. In the past few years, he lacked nutrition, so his body was even worse. It was only the fifth month since he arrived at Anton Castle that he had fallen ill. Without medicine or medicine, he was actually killed by the cold.

Cold to death? Jiang Wu was suddenly shocked. Only then did he realize that he was possessed by his soul and entered the body of this Jiang Wu. Never before had Jiang Wu felt the existence of his soul so clearly. His heart was a little confused.

The dizzy feeling in his head surged up again. This time, it was like a tide that was about to drown Jiang Wu’s entire body. Jiang Wu laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart. He thought that he had been resurrected from the dead, but he didn’t expect that he would be reincarnated. Furthermore, he had also given birth to a fetus that had been used by others. Yes, it took 18 years and 7 months.