90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 297: Patriotic

With just one kick, the door was kicked open.

After this, more and more people also came over to watch the show.

After seeing the door being kicked open, almost all the people standing in the front craned their necks.

In their eyes, there was only curiosity.

They didn't feel any discomfort at all because of a dead body lying in front of the shop.

"Is the murderer inside?"

"Police, by the way, when will the police arrive?"

"Tsk tsk, this is a major event. If it is posted on the Internet, it is estimated that this entire city will shake."

"Are the suspected people still there?"

The voices of the people continued.

Even many people began to roll up their sleeves, looking like they were going to find justice for the dead guy.

In the same scene, in the middle of the crowd, the owner of Thousand Treasure Pavilion, Endo, was soaked in sweat.

"Baka, get away, get away from me."

"How could Lu Wensheng come back to life again? Our information must be wrong; it must be like this. That guy should have died long ago. If he were really alive, he wouldn't appear at this time."

"Also, who is that young man in white? How could Lu Wensheng's existence kneel in front of others?"

Endo yelled frantically. 

While trying to deny that the person he saw before was Lu Wensheng, deep down, he was panicked to the brim. 

He had a feeling of self-deception.

At this moment, as long as he thought of Lu Wensheng's legendary events, he could feel great fear.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the Confucian Temple was there, and Lu Wensheng's legends were too unbelievable and too bizarre to be believed at all. But Endo was very clear. Those legends were all true. The false elements, and even some facts, were more terrifying than the legend.

"Whether that person is Lu Wensheng or not, it's better not to make trouble now."

Endo prayed anxiously in his heart.

However, the cold sweat on the forehead was increasing. 

Although he could not squeeze in, the news of the "dead" coming from the front always made Endo's heart jump and feel bad.

...

In front of the Wensheng Antique Shop.

In the lobby, Ye Bei and Lu Wensheng turned around slowly.

But the man who kicked the door had no consciousness at all.

"Who killed the local tyrant?"

The man who took the lead and kicked the door open shouted immediately.

But Ye Bei and Lu Wensheng did not answer.

There was only silence.

As for the man who was talking, after waiting for a second or two, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

His complexion changed from anger to silly and finally turned red with anger again.

"Old thing, did you do it just now? The owner of the Wensheng Antique Shop has never shown up. Seeing you are so astounding and still in this shop, if I'm right, you are the boss, right?" The man gritted his teeth and continued

Outside the shop, when the group of people saw this, their eyes became bright.

"It's a big mess. The two people inside didn't even run after killing people so publicly like this. This is a serious crime."

"From my point of view, these two people are probably going to die. They were very strange from the beginning. Maybe they are mentally ill."

"Huh? But what if they have the certificate for the avoidance of death? But another point is, you see, the dressing of the two of them is indeed different from ordinary people."

"let's retreat back, if they really have that certificate, then we will be affected if they really want to continue to kill, that would be our bad luck."

After thinking of this, these people indeed retreated back. But they did not have fear, instead, they only had jealousy.

...

"Sir, let me just get rid of these people. They are so noisy."

After Lu Wensheng saw the door was destroyed, those cold and deep gazes immediately focused on the eight people.

At the same time, he asked Ye Bei respectfully.

As for the outside of the shop, the hundreds of people, in Lu Wensheng's view, were nothing at all. 

So what if he killed people in the street?

His Lu Wensheng's life was definitely not something that most people could kill.

But when his voice reached the ears of the eight people, they sounded ridiculous instead.

"Get rid of us? Hahaha... Old guy, the local tyrant was strangled to death by you because he didn't have any defenses. Is it possible that you still want to beat the eight of us?" The man who took the lead ridiculed with a funny face.

"Hehe, this is probably the funniest joke I have ever heard."

"Stop talking nonsense. No matter what the situation of the local tyrant is, now he died at the Wensheng Antique Shop, he must be inseparable from you! As an employee of our Thousand Treasure Pavilion, we must definitely help him find justice, so I advise you to be honest next."

"Actually, it can also be solved privately, just by transferring the Wensheng Antique Shop to our Thousand Treasure Pavilion."

This group of people spoke one after another.

One was more arrogant than the other.

One was more confident than the other. 

Ye Bei's eyes were also placed on these people, but he didn't speak.

In his eyes, everything that happened here was just mundane. He was just a passer-by, just a bystander, he just needed to watch quietly.

But as for Lu Wensheng, his brows wrinkled when he heard these words, his eyes became colder and colder.

"Thousand Treasure Pavilion is the property of the Japanese people, you are Chinese people, but for money, you became their dogs, don't you feel ashamed of the ancestors who sacrificed in the war?" Lu Wensheng did not directly take action but spoke coldly.

He had personally experienced that era.

He once saw the arrogant attitude of the Japanese people on the streets of East China Sea City.

He had seen the Chinese people being suppressed, and there was no power to resist.

Such an era, if he had not experienced it himself, he would never be able to experience it again in the future.

Although Lu Wensheng was old, although as he grew older, he had long looked down upon everything, he still couldn't do real arrogant attitude like Ye Bei's, his hatred for the Japanese was absolutely unabated.

But after he said this, the group of guys who rushed in didn't feel anything wrong at all.

"Hahaha, old stuff, what age is it now? You are still talking about the country? In this era, the rich are the uncle, and if Thousand Treasure Pavilion gives me money, and it is my boss. Then I do things for my boss, there is nothing wrong with this, right? "

"You seem to be very patriotic. If you are that patriotic, why are you still opening an antique shop here? Why don't you donate your antiques directly to the country... it's really ridiculous."

"Old fellow, are you confused because of your oldness? Those ancestors have indeed died in battle. But did we let them go to war? Did we beg them to save us?"

The group laughed unscrupulously.

Tears were almost streaming out of their eyes with that laughter.

It was just that when they were laughing happily, they didn't notice at all that Lu Wensheng's eyes had already become cold and dark like the blade that had slaughtered millions of enemies.