I Really Don't Want to Be the Boss

The army commander just woke up like a dream, hurriedly took back his pistol, and flattered Wutian respectfully: "Mr. General is really amazing."

It is not an exaggeration at all to say that the ability shown by Wutian is miraculous.

This is not only the first time he has seen an expert who can't even do anything with a foreign gun, but it is also the first time he has heard of it.

Such an expert is really terrifying.

Facing such an expert, his reliance is not a reliance at all.

"I originally wanted to come here and ask Master Mao for advice. Since Mr. General Chen is here, I won't bother you for now."

The army commander admitted to Wutian.

It's just that he is still doing his best to preserve his decency.

He has a few poems in his hand that hide the true location of Cixi's tomb, but with his cultural quality, he really can't decipher it, so he is going to ask Mao Xiaofang for advice.

But Wutian is also here, so it is difficult for him to say these few lines of poetry.

If Wutian is also thinking about Cixi's tomb, then he is just asking for trouble for himself.

He is not afraid of those unarmed civilians, but Wutian, who can't even do anything with guns, is really afraid, even a little scared.

"let's go."

After the army commander admitted his cowardice, he gave instructions to his subordinates, and then withdrew from Fuxi hall.

Yu Dachu came over, picked up the flat bullet on the ground, and exclaimed, "It's really a bullet."

"Mr. General, you are really amazing."

Yu Dachu's reverence for Wutian is like a surging river.

"Ah Chu, let me see too."

Meng Hai also ran over to study the bullet with Yu Dachu.

This kind of bullet can even make marks on fine steel, but it was blocked by Wutian with a finger. How hard is Wutian's finger?

Meng Hai couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Mr. General, are you martial arts or Taoism?"

Mao Xiaofang was also full of curiosity about this question.

If it is Taoism, it must be a very powerful Taoism. If it is martial arts, Mao Xiaofang will feel unbelievable.

Even those martial arts masters who have practiced golden bell shields and iron shirts have no way to block foreign guns with their fingers in such a short distance.

"It's martial arts."

Wutian replied.

As the Zombie King, he belongs to the Pangu Protoss, immortal and indestructible, King Kong is indestructible.

Even if he did nothing, guns would not be able to break through his defenses.

But from an ordinary person's point of view, this can be regarded as practicing martial arts horizontally.

"Can martial arts really be practiced to this level?"

Mao Xiaofang couldn't help asking.

His martial arts cultivation is not low, and with his own martial arts, he can fight against the bronze armored corpse in Cixi's tomb.

However, it is precisely because of his extraordinary cultivation in martial arts that he understands how unbelievable what Wutian said.

"of course can!"

Wutian replied as a matter of course, and after speaking, he continued.

"There is a body protection martial art called "The Immortal Golden Body". If you practice it to a great degree, the King Kong is indestructible and invulnerable. Even if you are attacked head-on by a gun, you will not be injured."

Before Nie Feng practiced the magic sword, his 40-meter broadsword could not break through the defense of "The Indestructible Golden Body", let alone the guns of this era.

"Senior, do you know this martial art?"

Yu Dachu asked curiously.

"Achu!"

Mao Xiaofang glared and scolded.

In Jianghu, inquiring about other people's martial arts is a big taboo.

(PS: I slept all afternoon again, and I seem to be able to sleep very much recently, helpless. Speaking of it, Chu Renmei seems to be from the Republic of China. The author has never read it, mainly because he has heard of it.)

Chapter 8 Monk Dignity, Obsession with Foreign Guns

After Yu Dachu was scolded by Mao Xiaofang, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to say more.

Although he is mischievous and unsteady, Mao Xiaofang is still extremely majestic in his mind, and he would not dare to challenge Mao Xiaofang's majesty at ordinary times.

After that, Yu Dachu didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

After Wutian and Lei Xiu had dinner in Fuxi Hall, they took their leave and left.

The master house is not yet finished, so Wutian and Lei Xiu are still staying at Lailai Hotel for the time being.

When Wutian and Lei Xiu left, Mao Xiaofang's two apprentices had a private conversation with their master.

"Master, is what Mr. General Chen said true, that one can really practice martial arts to the point where he is not afraid of guns?"

Yu Dachu stood in front of Mao Xiaofang and asked very concerned.

Although Wutian performed just now, he is not afraid of the ability of guns, but Wutian's Taoism is also unpredictable, so Yu Dachu also suspects that Wutian may use Taoism, but it is just called martial arts.

"Since he said so, it must be possible."

Mao Xiaofang has a considerable degree of trust in Wutian.

"Sigh, it's a pity that such a miraculous martial art cannot be seen."

Mao Xiaofang sighed, got up and went back to the room.

He doesn't take things that are beyond the sky, but in his heart, there is indeed a feeling of infinite regret.

People in this era are very obsessed with foreign guns and cannons.

Relying on foreign guns and cannons, foreigners trampled on the land of China with iron boots, making the people of China extremely sad and indignant.

Although Mao Xiaofang is a cultivator, he is not a real outsider after all, and his chest is still full of passion.

After decades of painstaking cultivation, is it really no match for the firing of a foreign gun?

This is something that practitioners of this era cannot accept.

At this time, Wutian said that practicing martial arts can be practiced to the point where King Kong is not bad and is not afraid of guns. To Mao Xiaofang, this actually has an extraordinary meaning.

However, he is a true moral man with his own bottom line and principles.

……

There are too many people who witnessed Wutian shooting at himself, let alone those soldiers, Yu Dachu and Meng Hai are two big mouths.

On the second day, after Yu Dachu and Meng Hai ate breakfast in the teahouse, the news about being unafraid of foreign guns spread throughout Gantian Town.

When the villagers in Gantian Town saw Wutian, their eyes were not right.

Fortunately, Wutian is still as usual, so idle, and has a very kind attitude towards people.

Only then did the villagers gradually relax, and they resumed their old attitudes to face Wutian.

However, their inadvertent respect is still much more.

"Mr. General!"

When Wutian took Lei Xiu to go shopping, Sanyuan, a patrolman in Gantian Town, greeted Wutian from a distance.

Sanyuan is a policeman in Gantian Township. He has a gambling father and a younger sister, Sixi.

Sixi works in the teahouse where Wutian often eats breakfast, and her face is still pretty.

Sanyuan is a bit smart, he often flatters the leader Song Zilong, he only wants to get promoted and gain profits, and he often takes advantage of the fire to rob, but every time, he will make mistakes and suffer instead.

Overall, not a bad guy.

During the time Wutian came to Gantian Town, he and Sanyuan were acquainted with each other, but other than that, he had no friendship at all.

Today, Sanyuan actually took the initiative to greet him, Wutian felt a little surprised.

"Sanyuan, what do you want me to do?"

When Wutian waited for Sanyuan to come over, he asked curiously.

"Mr. General, I'm fine. I just saw Mr. General and came over to say hello."

Sanyuan's attitude towards Wutian is a bit flattering.

It must have been heard that he is not even afraid of foreign guns.

Seeing Sanyuan like this, Wutian naturally understood what was going on.

"If you're okay, I'll continue wandering around."

Wutian said, and was about to walk away.

"Mr. General, wait a moment."

Seeing that Wutian was about to leave, Sanyuan hurriedly called out to stop.

"Is there anything else you need?" Wutian paused and asked softly.

Sanyuan rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and then smiled on his face: "Mr. General, I don't know, whether you still accept apprentices or not."

"I can endure hardships very well, and I will also honor my master well. If there is any good thing, I will give it to the master first."

Sanyuan hinted wildly at Wutian.

He originally had the idea of ​​worshiping Mao Xiaofang as his teacher, but now he knows that Wutian is a ruthless person who is not afraid of guns, so how can he resist the urge to worship Mao Xiaofang.

"There is no master-student relationship between you and me."

Beforehand, speak clearly.

But Sanyuan refused to give up, and continued to pester Wutian: "Mr. General, if you don't give it a try, how do you know there is no fate?"