Chapter 10, Secret Differences! Fighting with God, Immortality─Chapter of the Legend of the Regenerate Man (I) Immortality─The dream of mankind for a long time. Life, old age, sickness, and death are the major events of human beings. Birth, separation, death, and farewell are even more of an eternal nightmare in the hearts of the living. The saying, “Life is not without death, and the heart of a man will shine through the green”, is familiar to all. If you can see through it, you will be happy; if you are drowning in it, you will have to pay for it for the rest of your life. But this reincarnation is always someone stubborn, not against the laws of heaven, reckless program. How can you argue with them? Not to obey? Even if the will of heaven is reversed, it will not reach your body.
The first emperor of Qin, Mr. Winzheng, was in search of immortality. He sent Xu Fu, a fortune-teller, with hundreds of boys and girls in a wooden boat to look for elixirs overseas, but failed to find any, but he became the founder of the Japanese nation. The Emperor’s nightly visits to his concubines depleted his body, but in order to protect his kingdom and his business for a hundred years, he recruited a master of the state to build a jiao festival to make a golden elixir. No progress was made in the national affairs, and many people were fed with heavy metals and died in their prime. Lamentable! The state treasury is lost, the people are starving, the king only cares about himself, the destiny of heaven has already died, why don’t you cultivate your body to wait for the next life? The spirit will live on in heaven and earth.
Peng Zu’s old age of more than 800 years old, in addition to relying on the blessing of the shade, but also has its own way of health. The decline of the human body is natural, has not changed for decades, either demon or devil. Although scientists have discovered the aging gene, claiming that it can extend human life, but it is always difficult to beat the call of the Grim Reaper, the black and white perverts of the soul of the detained rope. The old heart is not old, to maintain a young realm, there is a childish pure heart, when the elderly of the highest quality. Friends who are in their prime, but also when the time to grasp the youth, do not waste, figure enjoyment, lost, no longer come back! Don’t wait for the old man to be sad.
Myths and legends tell of Buddhas, gods, fairies, and foxes who live forever with heaven and earth, but what about the humble and short-lived human beings? I hope so. After all, the kingdoms described in the ‘Classic of Mountains and Seas’ and ‘The Mirror’s Flower Edge’ are only fables. How long is human life? It’s like the morning dew. It’s fragile. If you hear the word of God, you can die at night. No matter how long or short your life is, live it to the fullest and savor it slowly, not just like fireworks that don’t last. What is the value of life?
If there are really immortal regenerators, please ask them to record and witness the historical circle of the rise and fall of all mankind! The cycle…
And so the story begins…
It was the most chaotic of times, and the clearest of times. The miracle of technology, granting mankind a renewed quality of life, degenerated its own benign interaction with the natural world.
October, 2001 A.D.
New York City, USA. The evils of the twentieth century cling to her. Her artistry is admired the world over; her avant-garde sophistication is pioneered; her black filth is covered by everyone’s nose.
Successive mayors have vowed to eliminate drugs, but there are always drug lords who challenge public authority. Police shootouts take place every day. Brooklyn’s notoriety is maintained. From the late twentieth century to the present, money laundering, drug trafficking, prostitution, robbery and abuse, there is a constant stream of reports, all the evils comply with the transportation is not contrary.
“Sir, do you want to find a lady to have a good time?” A middle-aged brown-haired man with a trivial appearance solicited a handsome young man who was passing by. The young man ignored the conversation, “Sorry, I’m not interested. I have urgent business to attend to.” He wanted to sidle away. “Hmph, do you think you can walk away? Not going in to have fun? Fine! Leave the toll, there’s a bunch of brothers and whores to feed!
“The middle-aged man spits and rubs out his cigarette butt.
He made a gesture, seven, eight big strong man across the door step out. Although the young man’s size is high, but the number of people came a little more, now I fear that the loss will be eaten Luo. The leading pimp laughed and said: “Be a good boy and take out the money, maybe you can avoid a good beating. If you want to be a hero, you’ll end up in the hospital!” The young man looked at his rivals, all of whom had thick eyebrows and tattooed arms. He shrugged his shoulders, “Robbery? You don’t need so many people! It’s true that there are more people than there are men, but you may not win…” His eyes were glaring with a murderous intent.
“You brat! I guess I can’t do it without teaching you a lesson! Let’s go!” The leader ordered. The eight men showed their folding knives, long knives, pistols, and nunchucks, and swarmed in. The young man’s figure dodged and actually disappeared. “Where did he go? Quickly pull him out!” Several people searched back and forth.
The iron fist suddenly came out and dented one of his cheeks, the man let out a muffled cry, spat out blood, broke his teeth, and was paralyzed in a daze. “Kill him!” The young man jumped and swept his legs, kicking the gun of one of the guards, turned around and hooked him in a series of hooks, his nose cracked and he fell to the ground with his face covered.
The two short knives of the enemy thrust through, and the young man smiled indifferently, dodged sideways, and pressed his elbows down to deflect the rogue’s grip on the weapon. “Waaaah!” Sharp pain from the wrist joint, the two guests body leaned forward, the center of gravity has been lost. The young man, because of the situation, the small arm flat crash sent out, hit the two evil face, eyes, nose, mouth, blood flowed all over the face, the ground rolled and wailed. The remaining four eyes to see the scene, only promise to retreat. The middle-aged man who led them said, “It’s just a common self-defense technique, what are you afraid of? Beat him up!” “Oh… yes!” The four of them moved forward together, with the nunchaku-wielder in the lead.
The stick cuts and swings, shaking like snowflakes. The young man saw the situation clearly, not to avoid but to meet. The palm of his hand caught the body of the stick, and the attacker was secretly surprised: ‘Ah? How is it possible? The young man grabbed the weapon, spun and shot, wrapped the iron around his neck, and uttered the signature cry of Bruce Lee (i.e. Bruce Lee). “You want to play nunchaku with me? Intercepting Fist Do is one of my basic skills.” Without further ado, the young man attacked! Raising his arm, he swiped a man’s jaw and threw him into a pile of garbage on the side of the road, scaring away a group of feral cats that were searching for food.
The remaining three knives came together. Stick dragon tumbling, stick control people jumping shadow, forcing the three guests body within one meter of the first stop. Stick wind whisked away the three evil instruments, and then back to defense, scraping away from their center of gravity, strife hit the horse, accompanied by the former into the garbage scavenging. Chaos scene collected and stabilized. The young man dropped his nunchaku and walked towards the one who had directed the attack. “Don’t come any closer! I’m going to call the police!
“Call the police? What you’re doing isn’t honorable, so the police will take you to court first, right?” He grabbed and squeezed the middle-aged man’s short, fat torso.
“What you scumbags are doing, I can’t stand it. Forcing them into prostitution, reusing drugs to control them, torturing and gang-raping them if they don’t comply. All you do is bully weak women, why don’t you fight us men?” The young man said coolly. “Oh… well…” the short man’s teeth chattered, and he was speechless. “Next time I see you soliciting here, you’ll end up in more ways than one!” The young man closed his palms and punched the middle-aged man in the small of the back. He “Wow!” He roared miserably, his mouth foamed, and his body dried up and softly knotted.
The handsome man flung the useless waste and arced nine meters away. He checked his surroundings to make sure he hadn’t missed anything, and strutted away. He stepped back into the brightly lit downtown area, ‘Ugh! It’s been two or three hundred years, and these humans can’t change their habits! They’re not out of the animal eating circle of the weak and the strong. In the Middle Ages, civilization was in a state of chaos, and wars were waged against each other, so it was understandable. Nowadays, the moral and cultural heritage is not what it used to be. However, when a savage monkey puts on his clothes, he is still an ape! In Chinese idioms, there is a saying, “Monkey with a crown”, which refers to the current situation.’
“Hey! Clausius! Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for half a day!” A white hand slapped the man’s shoulder. “Oh? Linda, I’m sorry, I ran into some trouble on the way. Sorry for the delay!” He was bent on being remorseful. “Really. You’re always taking shortcuts, and this neighborhood has always had poor security, people will be worried about you.” The sweet and colorful girl urged. “You’re becoming more and more like my girlfriend! You really care about me!” Clausius laughed.
Linda’s pretty cheeks flew dry, “Hmph, don’t care to be your girlfriend. I asked you to watch a movie, how dare I be late? Luckily the admission ticket was bought earlier, otherwise, let’s see how people will punish you.” “Missy, mercy!” He begged bitterly. “Late night snacks and shopping after the movie, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe It’s a small warning.” The handsome young man breathed a sigh of relief. If this young woman had been angry with him, he would have had a very difficult night.
Clausius Chauremo, his correct age, yes, two hundred and thirty-two. Born at the end of the 18th century in the French countryside of modern Europe, in a small town near Renaud. A simple, agricultural society, where everything was uncontested. He was active, optimistic, cheerful, spontaneous, a country boy.
In the muggy summer of his eleventh year, his life was changed by an event. It turned him into an alien, apparently very far from the norm.
“Clausius, it’s so hot, shall we go play in the water?” A neighbor’s playmate called him out for a trip. Crow Hughes, who was very good at water, didn’t say a word and slipped to the lake to play in groups without telling his parents, who were busy with their farm work. The water was pure and crystal clear, and the fish were happy to gather and play. “We’re all here, so let’s swim in the lake for a while.” The child king suggested. “But the lake is very deep.” Opposition vote put. The bold Clausius stepped forward, “I’ll give it a try! If it doesn’t work out, we’ll play in a different spot.”
No one objected. Clausius kept a small pair of shorts to cover himself, went to the head of the bank, estimated the depth at which he could jump in, quasi-according to the grip, and leaped down in diving position. The water was ice-clear and warm, and he was embraced by the waves and fell in love with the softness of the lake. Swimming on a distance, “En! The cool temperature feels so good!” He reaches out and gestures to his companions on land, signaling for them to join him. At that moment, a strange phenomenon occurs: invisible hands in the lake support his ankles and pull Clausius towards the bottom.
Waving his hand to convert the struggle. The boy cried out for help from the shore, but the others were not as good as he was and could only stare. One of the more alert children called out to another, “Thomas! Go back to the lord and ask for help! Go!” “Okay! I’ll be right there!” Clausius felt that the blue dome of clouds was far away, and the human voice of his partner faded away. People, Shen Qian. Hands, empty, can not be grasped. Light, by the space becomes bundled, below, impermeable. Air bubbles, nose release overflow. Blackness, endless vortexes sucking up his weak child’s body…
Bitterness in the chest, water filling the lung pieces. Unable to surface for air, ‘Ah! Am I going to die like this? I don’t want to… Dad, Mom…’ Little Clausius’ consciousness was fading. “Clausius… You hear my voice, don’t you? Open both your eyes and don’t be afraid.” The old male voice. The boy opened his eyes, dark and still. “Who are you? What do you want? And where am I?” He snapped and asked to Silent Turnip.
Talking in the water? Tiny Clausius was suddenly struck by a peculiar feeling. He could breathe. “Good, you’ve adapted. A true gift.” The male voice reappeared. “Old man, you’re hiding in the shadows, how do I know if you’re a good guy or a bad guy?” The old man played a laugh: “Good clever child, I will show myself.” The boy’s current blazing light bloomed, he hurriedly closed his eyes. When the light faded, the boy opened his eyes.
The old man with white hair and snow stood in the water. “And you are? “My little friend, I am the spirit in charge of this lake, and I have been observing you for a long time. You are a very special person, one chosen by the heavens to be immortal and regenerate.” The boy was full of questions. “The meaning of immortal regeneration is that your constitution contains the qualities of immortality and youthfulness. And every hundred years, your form and gender will transform into the opposite sex.” Clausius was surprised: “I will become a girl?” “That’s right. For example, in the 21st century, you will be a man. However, your characteristics have not yet been enlightened, and it is my duty to activate your regenerative energies; to allow you to carry out the task of constant functioning against the forces of evil that reside in the same place.”
Clausius did not understand. “En, you are still young, so you do not yet understand my words. This is your destiny, a burden, or enjoyment, torture. So be it, take your time and experience it. Come, boy.” The old man pointed his hand and the boy’s body moved on its own to him. The elf nudged the boy’s forehead, the yellow and green star embedded in the head, and Clausius felt a strong warmth over his body.
The old man withdrew his arm, “Done. Child, look at the backs of both hands.” The boy did as he was told, and a wedge of text was carved in the center of each hand. “This is…?” “The Seal of God. It is God’s blessing and invitation for you to grow as a warrior of God.”
The boy still wanted to understand. The lake spirit waved his withered hand, “Child, go back! I can only explain to this extent. The rest is for you to practice!” Clausius suddenly fainted, and did not wake up. “Clausius? Clausius? Wake up!” Cried his mother. “Oh…” In a haze, his mother’s face appeared on the retina. “Mom? …” The boy’s thoughts went white and clear. “You’re finally alive!” The boy’s father said with relief. “When we fished you out, we thought you were dead. But your mom had a thought that you were still alive, and insisted that we do something about it. You’re a tough little guy, and you’re really lucky! But I shall have to chastise you when you get your strength back!” Clausius was aggrieved, and both mother and son cried together.
After that, the boy thought the nightmare was over, but the mark on the back of his hand haunted him. After five years, he realizes that he has a physique unlike any other – even the most severe wounds heal in seconds without a scar; his physical abilities are superior to those of his peers, and Clausius is baffled by the escalation of his talents and intellect. Although his family was not rich, his outstanding deeds and skills were conveyed to the ears of the French royal family. Clausius grew up to be an elegant, athletic and handsome young man who was loved by the town’s young girls.
The doors of aristocratic and luxurious Paris opened for the young man. Clausius first entered the French Royal Guard as a civilian, and his career as a warrior began. At this time, the people of the country were complaining about the brutal dictatorship of the Louis Dynasty, and there were rebellions. The cowardly King of France ordered a crackdown, and Clausius, unwilling to point his sword and gun at his own countrymen, disobeyed the order several times, and was arrested in Bardis Prison, where he was tied up in a cage. Tortured, he refused to submit.
In 1789 A.D., the world-shattering French Revolution broke out. The Batiste prison was captured and the political prisoners were freed. The King and Queen Mary were condemned to be beheaded and their heads were displayed in public. The First French Republic was created. After two more bloody revolutionary coups, French democracy was finally established. The price was terrible. Clausius had devoted himself to three revolutions, five times almost dying, but resurrected by the miracle of immortality, and his tenacity increased his fighting spirit.
The war ravaged the home, the family broke up. Returning to his hometown, the young man kneeling on all fours in the broken tiles and ruins, the original warmth and laughter into a miserable vicissitude. Even the parents dying one side also not have the chance to compact again. He howled in the air and burst into tears: “No! No! France will rise, but my family is completely separated! Why? Why? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Even if I were immortal, what would be the use of losing my favorite family?” Clausius was about to thrust his sword through his throat when a voice from the underworld called out, “Young man, I told you – you have an important mission, a battle that transcends time and space, and there is no place for you to hide. God has appointed you to fight, and you must face it with candor. Stand up!”
The young man who was suffering from grief and mourning stood up. “Dry your tears! Hereafter, you forfeit the right to sob over your fate; instead, you go and beat it! Mock it! Mow down the malice and darkness of the human heart with the sword of your hand! Only the ever-living warrior can stand against the sinfulness of the eternal evil! I did not say this to thee, Clausius, a score of years ago, lest I should overburden thee. Now that you have tasted a great deal of pain, you should be able to realize the meaning of these words.” The young man hung his head in silence, speechless and pensive.
“Listen! A reborn person is destined to travel the four seas like a spinning wheel. If you remain in one place, you will be marveled at by others and regarded as a witch or a demon! They will chase you away, and you will have no way out! Therefore, thou shalt travel through the lands, and, in addition to the knowledge of the world, thou shalt make friends with those who are thy kind.” Clausius’ spirit lifted, “You mean… there are people like me who have become immortal regenerators?” “Yes. In countries such as Great Britain, Greece, Italy, Spain, and ancient China in the far east, there are many hidden ambassadors or enemies of the gods. You have to discover them, or make alliances and friendships, and when you meet those who are against heaven’s law, you will cut down and kill them. But be assured of one thing-that thou shalt have no children.”
“So be it. Then… Old Sir, isn’t a regenerate person an indestructible body?” “Only a reborn person can eliminate the same kind of person. In other words, with the ‘Ten Styles of Chopping’, the body is cut into four equal pieces, one straight and one horizontally, the head and the femur are cut through, and the waist is cut off. There is another type of person who can also do it.” Lake Spirit explained. “May I ask what kind of person?” “There are six of the rumored ‘Dragon Walking Ninjas’. The katanas that the six wield are sacred artifacts, and there is no escaping them.” “Ninjas?” Clausius was half believing, half skeptical. The old man smiled kindly: “You don’t have to worry about that. After more than 200 years, there will be a chance to meet.”
The young man said in awe, “Thank you, Elf Elder, for your guidance. The younger generation has been taught a lot!” “No need to say thank you. In a few summers, the nineteenth century will arrive. At the end of the century, you will be transformed into a young girl, and your face and form will change. Make sure you are prepared! There is quite a difference between male and female precociousness.” “Huh? I almost forgot. Being a female? How do I do that?” “Don’t panic. In the western suburbs of France, there is a regenerate man named Coanda Rouman. He’s in a similar situation to you, and the two of them work together to take care of each other. I think if you were a girl, you would have been born a beautiful woman, and there are a lot of good people.” The old man smiled. The man was in a cold sweat…
Clausius bids farewell to the Lake Spirit and travels west. Waving a cut memory net, he took a step across. Suffering from the wind and frost, he always saw touching the second fellow traveler. At the beginning of the nineteenth century, when nationalism and militarism gradually rose. In order to protect themselves and expand their territories, the royal families of various countries talked about hegemony and built up their armies, emphasizing the importance of land power. Subsequently, the Industrial Revolution led to the gradual institutionalization of the economy, with the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer. With the rise of the middle class, the wealth was dispersed by the declining aristocracy, with wage cuts, harsh working hours, poor working conditions, child labor, and occupational diseases.
The invention of the steam engine has greatly benefited people’s mobility and mining. High-temperature water dared to push huge gears and equipment, and the prototype of railroads and automobiles was already in place. The research and development of armaments also competed with each other, and more lethal gunpowder-filled guns and iron cannons were made. Ships no longer needed to look at the sky direction, with the steam engine as the source, travel farther and faster. The era of land power was over, and the flag of sea power was raised. With sea power at the helm, various European countries were conquered and colonized. The British Empire was so extensive that it was called the ‘Sunset Kingdom’, with its power spreading over East Asia, North America and Africa.
Clausius and his friend Coanda took a ferry across the English Channel to London, just in time to catch the crest of the wave of immigration to the New World. The indigenous people of North America were the Indians, who revered nature, wrote poems about heaven and earth, and regarded the land as their mother. They lived in tribal settlements and adopted the chiefly system. At that time, in the eyes of the white man, who regarded himself as superior and consciously enlightened by evolution, they were nothing more than a wild and uncivilized race. Thus, stealing, robbing and plundering, by the Indians of the land segments stolen, accumulating more and more. Finally, a fierce conflict erupted, and the white man and the indigenous people massacred each other and exterminated their clans, retaliating for their grievances, and their hatred grew day by day.
“It’s a brand new world, maybe we can settle down here?” A common wish of Clausius and Kearns. The War of Independence was raging, and they had to join the military to survive against the British. After the bitter war, the United States of America declared its independence, and the founding fathers were honored and treated with respect, with many of them serving as prime ministers and advisors. The two regenerated people trampled on the blood of the martyrs and traveled alone. Afterwards, the gold rush in the West was in full swing, and they drove cattle, sheep and wagons, acting as guards and holding the magic plume of splendor, a paradise of adventure for the poor and the dreamers.
The time has come. The two of them really explored a rich gold mine in Jinshan and became the richest man in the world, becoming famous overnight. They went their separate ways. For decades, they were the only ones in the world. One morning, the soul of Klaus Hughes found a physiological anomaly. The body is soft and delicate, curves seductive outline, not like the old days, handsome. He took a look at himself in the fitting mirror and cried out, “Oh…”! Even his voice changed to that of a young girl. The girl in the mirror was not more than eighteen years old, with a marvelous figure, charming eyes, round breasts, and the hammer between her legs had disappeared, changing from convex to concave – a complete woman’s body. Clausius… him… no, ‘her’!
They were silent…
The regenerate person changed her name to ‘Balesa’ and lied that she was the granddaughter of the original person and that her grandfather had disappeared. In those days, when the family registry was in disarray, she was able to get away with it, and she was able to inherit her property. It took Baretha half a year to hire a tutor to get rid of her manly habits – such as walking in a figure-eight position, not being masculine in her expression, mannerisms, speech, thinking patterns, and wearing women’s clothes.
The young girl was trained like a devil, and her business card, ‘My Fair Lady’, was transformed into a girl, and the transformation was successful. In fact, in the body easy to turn into a girl, the male regeneration of the psychological condition of the human also with the adjustment, within three months is a Yanwa a! A rich girl with a soft and gentle face, a pearl in the dust of the west, unable to hide the glitter of her jade. Talented, beautiful, sweet and rich, Bareesa was the dream companion of the young men in the Jinshan area. Fervor…
Naturally, she has her sights set high and will not marry anyone other than a powerful man. The young woman really picked the eldest son of a newly formed political and economic plutocrat, Fibin Shuker, and the two fell in love and were married immediately. The wedding was an eventful one, and there is no need to describe the splendor of the event. However, the wedding was a late one, and the bride, Bareesa, had stage fright.
Sexual desire, the great desire of man. Men and women are different. Although Barethe was in a female body, her soul was still attached to the character of Clausius – the straightforwardness of a man and the tameness of a woman were very shocking to a girl. ‘What should I do? I’m scared! When will the groom come in? Should I take the initiative? Or not? I can’t decide…’ But the implied personality said, ‘What’s there to be afraid of? It’s just a big pole being pushed into one’s pussy, what’s the big deal? The feminine side argued, ‘Who said so! Granny said, that kind of pain will be unforgettable for a long time. That’s not as easy as you say. The angelic and demonic argument, the young girl’s heart is in turmoil.
Resistance is still into use. The hero is not absent. He is in high spirits, he opens the door and walks in a chaotic manner. His footsteps are bumpy, and he sways from side to side. The bride gets up, “Fabian, look at you, you’re drunk!” She puts her arm around him and sits him down. The groom hiccuped, “Bareena, you’re so nice! I didn’t fall in love with the wrong person…” with a wobbly, seasick tone. “Come on! Have another drink with me, my little princess. You’re still drinking? Not to mention the smell of alcohol on your breath, but if you get drunk, how will we…” Balesa’s face was flushed with shame and joy. “Oh! Yes… we have to go to bed! Yes… it’s time to make out!
… “The sky is full of nonsense.
Oh, my God! The sweet cheeks are so strong that Fabian, who is lying down, is repeatedly hitting on a young girl? Baressa poured a cup of strong black tea, held the groom’s jaw, and gently fed him to drink. After a while, the man’s eyesight is a little clearer, bite more clever: “Baretha, thank you for the tea. I feel better.
“”Your ability to drink is not good, do not insist on it!”” He giggled: “I married a beautiful woman, my parents were satisfied, I was happy, and my friends rushed to toast me, so I couldn’t control it after two or three times.”
The girl stroked his chest, “It’s a good thing you’re under someone else’s authority, or else which, you’d be scolded.”
“Well, Fabin, we’re both tired, and it’s time for an early night.” She took his arm and went to the edge of the bed, where they both sat down. The newcomers looked at each other with honeyed feelings. “Why are you looking at people like that?
“The girl’s head lowered in embarrassment. “My good wife, I welcome you, and I will fulfill my duties as husband and wife every day…” The gentleman’s leather jacket was fading, and he was becoming more and more daring. Balesha’s embarrassment grew, and the heat in her cheeks intensified.
The bride pinched her sweetheart’s thigh, “If I had known that you hadn’t had a good heart since you started chasing me, I wouldn’t have married you!” “Little fool,” he exhaled slowly, tickling and teasing the girl’s earlobes, “You are so icy, you don’t understand my love? I can play with your person, but never with your heart.” “Flowery words, heavenly flowers. Specializing in winning the sympathy of ignorant women, the great lover…” Baressa joked, twisting the man’s right cheek. “When you’ve ‘played’ with me, my heart is attached to you.”
A moment in the night is worth a thousand dollars. The calculating young man was so smart that he pressed his hands on the girl’s shoulders, “My beauty, I, as a husband… will accept your right to a first night!”
“Hmm? …” Baretha blinked her large, bright eyes at Fabian’s features, zooming in and out of focus. She suddenly realized that her lips were being violated, the man’s lips touching the cherry blossom. Cowardly trembling at first, see the woman did not strictly refused, amplitude spread, from point to point open face. Small couples of body heat each other, too late to pay attention to the difference, the girl closed the delicate eyes, automatically embrace around the man.
The scent of virginity, slightly tinged with milk. The first kiss, the flint of love. Fabin is searching for the precious treasure in his arms, the beautiful female body to be captured, the unsculpted masterpiece. The groom kissed his bride’s neck, licking his tongue, simmering it over a warm fire to see what kind of dish he could cook. “Bareesa, let’s free ourselves from the shackles of reality and work together to create a little world just for us. Just you and I…” The young girl, who had just tried her hand at lust, stirred up the calmness of the lake with the waves of pleasure, and her lustful heart, like a worker bee that had come out of its hive, searched for the garden and rushed to the beach.
“Uh…! I’m dying… It’s so hot…” she moaned sweetly. She moaned sweetly. “Are you bored? Yeah…” In a thoroughly chivalrous manner, the man pulled off the bride’s white gown piece by piece. “Don’t…! You’re a bad boy, you only know how to do this kind of thing… If you don’t stop being naughty, I won’t be with you anymore.” The girl cried out, her face filled with sensual feelings. “Balesa, I don’t want to hear it, don “Balesa, I don’t want to hear it, don’t you dare ‘bite’ me?” “Depends on where I want to ‘bite’.” The girl wasn’t keeping her end of the bargain either.
Baressa wanted to find support, she will be charming body and slowly tilted down. The half-naked girl, the innocent romantic, her pupils reflecting the groom’s face, the Mona Lisa’s cry. “What are you laughing at?”
Fabin couldn’t help but ask curiously. “Hehe, people are laughing at you! You look like a thieving, horny, bad boy.” The man disagreed: “Tch, that’s not true. It’s a shame to see you wrapped up in a big skirt with such a beautiful body. You don’t see our older women, our relatives, they’re all so out of shape and bloated, I can’t even raise my gun in salute, it’s a total loss of interest.”
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll look up to them later?” “Oh, my dear, I don’t think you will. You’re too much of a beauty queen to be a breeding pig in a pen.” The man smiled grimly, his palms squeezing the girl’s breasts. Baretha swayed her hips, the tingling sensation coming from the tips of her breasts, and without a second thought, she was off her rocker. “Comfortable? Men and women are complementary to each other – the hole between your legs have to take my big meat stick to fill; I do not have a big strong full pectoral muscles, you this pair of proud and majestic breasts just to compensate for the missing. It’s more than enough to make up for what’s missing. Don’t you think that’s God’s arrangement of Booths?”
The bride was so amused by this sophistry that she couldn’t stop giggling, “How immodest! She is obviously bullying her!
“Not allowing the girl to get any further involved, Fabienne’s mouth took the opportunity to suck on her nipple. “Ugh…” It worked. His arms climbed down, slipping around the woman’s waist and pulling back her skirt with great care. Bareesa’s will sank as she realized what the groom was doing – her skirt was off the ground and her panties were in jeopardy. “Uh…, don’t…” were the words that came out of her mouth, but she lost her firm stance, and in the midst of her half-push, half-willingness, she lost her virginity before she was born.
The top of his left hand towered high over the bulbous fat, and he spat out the tip of his tongue in a male revolution around the beads, a faithful tachycardia, a timed rush of affection. “Oh! Oh! Oh! Baretha was unraveling herself, the mystery of the unknown, the multiplicity of her humanity, the depths of her subconscious, the freedom from decades of confinement. She was a woman, and she had to face her primal desire – man! Men are the toys she controls. But it seems not.
The real side of sex, what she wants to dissect, the woman’s point of view of the amount of energy, the woman’s physical dimension, the woman’s desire shallow depth. Shirt pants to break away, she thought, the most frank self, back to basics.
The man’s pretty eyes were round, “Wow! Really a snow condensation powder puff Ying Ping female body ah!” Saliva, automatic increase in urination, the corner of the mouth a little twitch, between the big thing immediately blowing up the trumpet, bla rhyme haunting the air. Baressa again shy, will also ask: “Hey, what is the bulge in your pants ah? A tree on the hill?” The corners of Fabian’s eyes leaked with obscenity, “As long as a normal man, the moment he sees your uncovered sweet and charming body, all will induce this reaction.” The girl didn’t understand, she was so innocent.
The groom’s hands and feet accelerated, shirt, pants, bow tie, two and one, flowers sprinkled, and he became a meatworm, specializing in beauty.
He folded over his bride’s naked body, “Tonight, you are mine; from now on, my wealth, all belong to you.” Baressa smiled, “What can I give to you?” The man laughed: “Your delicate, fragrant, young body…” Fabin leaned over her breasts again, spread his arms to the lower edge of the girl’s belly, and attempted to part her tightly clenched thighs. The battle between the two of them in bed sounded like a drumbeat, with clouds and dew mixing together…
The bride is reserved, the bridegroom is aggressive, and there’s a lot of stirring going on. Balesa, blindfolded, didn’t know how to deal with her husband, who was nibbling on her flesh! B…
The darkness outside the window is so far away…
The Pale Eagle
Chapter 10, Secret Differences! Contend with the Gods, Eternal Immortality─Chapter of the Legend of the Regenerate Man (II) “Death phase! Be gentle!” Balesha crowed. He pressed down on his bride’s jade knees, ignoring the girl’s sweet chants, and drove to the second side. “What are you shy about? It’s just the two of us, and you’re mine sooner or later.” He yelled as he focused on his conquest. The girl had no desire to resist, and allowed him to open the threshold of fortune. Under the new clear and charming colorful face there is actually a soul-stirring mature body, uniformly cultivated between the legs of a ripe peach, slightly greasy fragrant field of juice, point sprinkled between the peach kernel drenched.
With its curved moon valley, pinkish color, and reddish pubic hair, the female essence was all gathered in a single square inch. “This is your body… it dwarfs the statue of Venus of Milan!” Fabian marveled. His hands stroked the girl’s snowy skin and he was amazed at how soft it was, even the cream on the milk in winter was not the same. Balesha moaned, “No… please don’t touch me anymore, I’m going crazy… I’m going crazy! I’m going crazy! You’re making fun of me like this! Oh…” “Unlike my father, who only knew the tricks of the trade, I’m an artist and I know what beauty is. And you, you’re the best spokesperson for that.”
His fingertips glided along the gaping hole of the young girl’s pussy, the light tingling causing Baretha to throb and spasm.
Hmm? A woman should want her favorite man to touch her in this way, right? The girl was troubled. “So soft, so soft, your sweet little thing is denser than a cat’s body.” He pinched his bride’s labia. “Yikes! …” Baretha’s love juices poured out from the inside, the floodgates were not closed enough, and some of them poured out to the outer edges, making her look infinitely more lustful.
The girl’s shock subsided, “What were you doing, you little devil? A toilet is not a toy.” The groom laughed, “I was just greeting your little sister so you wouldn’t have to suffer later. Just a little tug and look how wet you are.” She protested with a blush, “It’s the first time I’ve ever had my private parts fondled. So…” Her voice dropped and then leveled off. “I see. I have to take care of you, so that if you get off to a good start, I’ll be halfway there.” The young girl’s small hands rained down on the man’s chest, “Full of evil thoughts, no good.”
“You think I’m bad? I’ll be bad to the end and show you!” Fei Bin’s words are true, his head moved to prevent the girl’s belly border, close to the pubic bone joint. The honeyed lover’s male root was sticking out as the pistil blossomed in the midst of all the reds. “Hey! Fabien, don’t stare at my place…” The girl was so happy that she let her wrists go. How could the groom allow this? He hurriedly grabbed Bareesa’s hand and lured her away from the doorway, spitting out his tongue and plunging it into his bride’s lower orifice. “Ah! No! It’s dirty! It’s not clean! No…” It didn’t matter, he didn’t care, as he was possessed by the demon of lust.
She quickly abandoned her defense, flattening the mattress with her lotus roots, panting sweetly. The tip of Fabienne’s tongue tickled her pussy flap with a mixture of flavors, including light, urine, and honey. Yes, a woman, this was a woman! Baretha’s sweet eyes overflowed with water, echoing the tidal waves rising from her lower body. “No..! Not there! Wow! …” The girl’s urethral opening shook and shuddered, and it seemed that she had a strong urge to urinate. “Good girl, let it out boldly, you can’t take so much pressure, release it! I want to savor your golden spring.” His fingertips squeezed the shower under his cunt core. The woman’s bladder attacked the board inside and out, and Baretha’s statement of surrender failed as the jet of water erupted from her tiny hole in a powerful jet of intimidating force.
The groom opened his lips in glad acceptance, and the rainbow of golden awns cutting through the air stopped in a cavernous black cavern. ‘Hmm! That’s strong! A beautiful woman’s piss is all sweet and precious.’ The young girl’s hips pumped and rotated, already out of her misery, and Fabin’s arousal took off, followed by endless lust. Perversion! The only thought left in the girl’s mind, but the writhing and sticky lips of the core of the femur, showed that she was in the throes of lust, and there was no way to defend herself. It is more blessed to give than to receive – the Bible’s word on the magic between the abuser and the abused, the pleasure of the boudoir, or maybe it’s just the way it is.
The swollen lips of the secret flesh opened, the veil of the clitoris was lifted. Little by little, Baretha’s shameful heart passed through the hourglass and sifted through the far-reaching sea of love. “It’s fascinating! Is the cunt of any other woman as beautiful as yours?” The man’s evil words through the ears, the young girl does not feel the jade dimple leaks halo, cherry lips sandalwood mouth dry, colorful heart and beautiful thoughts, five flavors of the wrong display. She did not say back to. “Do not answer?
Then I…” The groom’s thick finger pierced the upper end of her pussy, a small pink circle, and the girl frowned and whimpered in complaint. “Uh, stop it..! Please… Ugh…”
“Do you like it? I’ve got something better…” The tip of her fingernail poked at the clitoral bulb, expanding and contracting hot and cold, the nucleus expanding by several steps, Baretha’s sweet howl rising several octaves in pitch. The young girl’s lustful water was a cushion of lubrication, and the sheets were so muddy that it was hard to ‘walk’ on them. Foreplay only started, the fire temperature difference early non-Zhang Liang, Han Xin’s generation. Thumb, forefinger mutual assistance, up and down pinch rub such as soybean volume buttons. Hot, crazy, amnesia, the girl’s two hands support her own breasts, desperately pulling and pinching the nipples and fat globes, the only belief is – sex, sex, come and save her!
Fabin, playful and square, tortured Baretha’s cunt core beyond recognition, attention sweeping downward in focus. The urethral orifice, the well of pleasure, “Sharp construction. God took Adam’s rib to make Eve, how could a bone be so lovely, unexpectedly.” The body of the tongue ventures out again, the sharp tongue letter circling the girl’s urinary tract. Fear, shame, anxious beauty of the girl buried face field feather pillow heart, no courage to watch each other’s strategic attack, cowering and trembling, not to mention the winking voice to beg for mercy. The bridegroom who has the upper hand is proud, confident, tongue temporarily closed, middle finger blocking the front half of her pussy door, said: “If you are still hiding not to face your husband, you will not be able to relieve yourself in the future. I’ll sew up your little pussy with a needle and thread and then…”
“That’s enough, that’s enough! Fei Bin, don’t threaten me.” The innocent bride immediately turned her face up, her eyes brimming with tears. The groom couldn’t bear it: “I’m sorry for scaring you! Don’t worry, I love you too much to hurt your body. At the most…” he said with respect and solemnity. “At most what? Tell me!” “You’ll be fitted with a medieval chastity belt.” “Wow! What’s the difference between that and having a hard-on?” Balesha’s face turned ashen and her pearls flashed, “I don’t want it! I’ll do whatever you want…”
The man made a face, “I lied to you! What’s wrong with wearing a chastity belt in this day and age? Why don’t you just play a key?” The young girl smiled with tears in her eyes, “I hate it! Nothing to make me happy, causing me to be scared half to death! Bad man!” She leaned into his chest and bit him lightly on his broad shoulder. “It’s going to hurt! My little baby.” “Who taught you to swindle me? Serves you right! Hmph!” Baressa winks and sends him a scowl. “For that, I’ll have to ‘get back’ at you! You’re screwed!”
“Come on! Who’s afraid?” The girl’s womanhood resumed. “Don’t back out later.
“The groom’s words show ‘threat’ and Baretha doesn’t buy it. Spreading his legs wide, he repeats the trick, pushing the young girl’s legs apart again, her peachy orifices beckoning to him. The rod was harder than a diamond, and the hot red lotus embraced the entire stem. “See? I’m going to stab you with this big thing! Let’s see how long you little thing can talk big.” “Wow! That’s huge. Darling, do you really want to use it to…, uh…” she said, her reserved nature intact.
Fabian laughed wildly and danced with joy, “Yes! Little girl, after tonight, you will be my woman!
We’ll share more good times than we can count.” He ran forward with his gun and leaped to the foxhole within the girl’s open legs, half-lying, half-kneeling. Baretha instinctively tried to dodge, but the man saw through it and wrapped his arms around her slender bundle, and the girl moved to make a pact and strike. “Wanna run? Little beauty. You’ll never get away.” The bride’s mouth does not concede: “Escape or not, as people happy or not ah. I decided not to run away.” The groom smiled, and his lips and tongue worked together to attack the girl’s secret pool.
The girl felt the flow of tide running out, the groom’s lips sucked her clitoris, the kind of living like self-pleasure comfort, Balesa closed her eyes to taste the new. The man’s little finger entered the woman’s cunt, and was touched by the cleanliness of the hymen, the subtle sparseness of the hole, and the easily recognizable intensity of the joints. “I’ll be your first man…” The man’s ambition changed, and his head rose to the occasion, pecking and kissing the young girl’s cherry, and love was nurtured in that sucking. He licked and scratched Bareesa’s breasts, and the young, unseeing, young man, with his natural instinct for lust, pursued the essence of the female breasts. Female breasts gnawing marks tired to see, the bride is willing to do, happy to suffer.
“Ah…, phew… The inside of my vagina was so thick and slippery, and the water was flowing out..! The river and stream in front of my old house didn’t flow as much as this…” Bareesa said. …” Balesha screamed, ignoring her ladylike manners. “Little slut, your potential will be tantalized by me, and you will be the sexiest, sluttiest woman in the world.” The man hemmed and hawed. “En! …” No matter what he said, she nodded her fragrant head in agreement, her rationality clouded. The scratches on her lower abdomen and the total shyness of the girl’s inner thighs were a delight to Fabin, who was so intent on his training.
The man assessed the timing is right, the first time of each other can be given to the opponent without regrets, intimate lover, palm rubbing the flesh, the oil shine again, brilliant. He took a sharp breath, strengthened his heart and lungs, dispensed with the branches of the tree trunk, opened up the slippery pussy, and placed the head of his glans against the girl’s vaginal opening, aiming his siege hammer at the target, waiting for the command to swoop down from the foothills and tear down the gates of the city with a single blow, even if the city’s guardian general was still in a state of exhaustion. “You…, Fabin…, please have some compassion… be gentle… I’m scared…” Seeing the ferocity of the tiger’s roar, Bareza thought that she could not avoid the pain, but hoped that the impact would be less severe.
Fabian commemorated the moment by digging and stabbing the girl’s door film with the gusty head of his prick first. “Ah! Ouch! It hurts like hell! It’s as big as a log…” The groom received the message and slowed down his pace in a hurry; he was not going to stand by and watch as the girl was offended. As he continued to move slowly, the girl’s cries subsided, and with a very small sound, “Boo…” “Wow! Baressa’s sobs began again, and she cried and sang in a soft tone, saying goodbye to her childhood and becoming a young woman. In a moment of euphoria, the groom poked his sausage halfway into the newly-broken nectar, and Baressa collapsed on the spot with a cry of anguish and a whimper.
Blood! The crimson maddened him, the groom’s ship docked in the harbor, connecting with the stabbing dykes. The walls of the maiden’s lower body are tense, as if they were conscious of freedom. The strangling strands guided his rod, as if he were in a heavenly realm. “Heh! Really strong. First time in my life I’ve had sex with a girl as special as this. Interesting.”
The river drenched the bedspread, the penis horse mouth is also stained a little, the evil weapon of the leakage of sins. “Little, tangled, moist.
Barethea’s pussy is a wonder! I’ve heard rumors from my married friends that it’s a dream come true. You are! My beautiful…”
“Oh! …” Fabin’s trapped march caused the bride’s sanity to brighten with pain deterrence. “Are you awake? I’ll just…” He raised her back and kissed and licked the young girl’s red sandalwood. Balesa was in a state of ecstasy, with pleasure and tearing sensations at the upper and lower points of her lips, which were in a state of emergency. ‘A girl’s journey…? Should I love it or hate it? ‘ “Yikes! Fabian, you’re thrusting so far in, are you going to cut me open?
Yelp! Mmm!” The groom, speechless, kissed her tender neck. Balesha looked down, her long legs were spread wide, her pussy lips were spread wide, the world inside her pussy was revealed, and a black boa constrictor was planting its seed in the aperture.
Sexual fluids gelled, yellow and white, and she slightly tilted her head – ‘I am so horny…’. Her face was so hot that she pretended to be in the past.
The inside was cramped and narrow, and it was meant to be. The man’s sense of invasion then sought out the birthplace, ‘My soul is being sucked out of her little pussy.’ Whew! Back and forth, round and round, he pistoned, folding his legs over hers, making the hole even more difficult as it became narrower and narrower! With her back turned, the girl sat on his lap. He took the fire from the other side of the mountain, and crossed over her armpits to rub her tits, drilling them so hard that Baretha moaned and groaned, but her honey pussy didn’t hesitate to tell her about her orgasms. Orgasm? She couldn’t count the number of times, but only vaguely remembered being able to stand up afterward after a morning’s sleep. Fabian? He wasn’t much better… The young girl turned her neck to her lover’s fiery lips, and for a moment, the suffering of the first hundred years was over. As a woman, you have to think of yourself. The harmony between Yin and Yang is a precious thing, not a one-sided fulfillment. Flesh connection, the spirit of communication is the right way. “Fei Bin! My Fabian! …” the girl’s blank expression was indifference, erotic paint smearing what was left of her sky. “Ah! Stick it in me! Stick it in my rotten vagina! I’ve let you play with me for the rest of my life! Ewww…” The groom struggled to penetrate, his face full of horror, “My darling, your wish… I’ll fulfill it!”
He wiped the girl’s pussy secretions back into her anus, gently and smoothly. “Darling…, you… still want…” “Oh, I want all of your virginity, even here…”
“This is not in accordance with God’s teachings! Please stop…” Balesha said in a horrified voice. (P.S.: In the 18th and 9th centuries, anal and oral sex were not recognized as sexual acts by all religions.) Inevitably, half of the groom’s penis struck the young girl’s tender anus and united her rectum. “Wow! …” In the same way that she was frustrated by the loss of her chastity, she was leaving another kind of virginity behind.
“Here! Your anal canal is no worse than your inner cunt! What a pleasure! I jab, jab, jab!
I’m poking you! …” The girl’s buttocks cracked with pain as the toon hit the base, “Woah! Aah! Oh, wow! Stop it! Ugh! She cried out in tears. “Huh?” Fabian heard his lover’s cry and suddenly went deaf, “Bareeza? You’re crying…” “Uh… I’m sorry… It really hurts… I can’t stand it anymore…” The shyness was unavoidable. He apologized, “I’ll take care of it…” The bridegroom was no longer pushy, and as he withdrew his hand, the tension of the girl’s protection gradually faded away.
Snake stick seed farms, rice planting, fall harvesting, winter storage, brown intestinal fluids splashing from the heel, Baretha rolling her sweet eyes and hissing at the top of her lungs. Fabian’s power is like a god’s help, chiseling through mountains and tunnels, vibrating through mountains. He, pumping more than thirty minutes, the final music section, shooting spray white practice, more than ten seconds, sperm sac vacuum. Bride gas weak heart weak, lack of collapse, the five senses are lost, Yin essence row mountains. The man leaned back beside the girl, a carp out of the water, a male dog in the heat, his lips and tongue closed and open. ‘I didn’t realize that I would be such a good fighter…’ The groom was so proud of himself.
“Fabin…, you, my dear…” the man, the young girl stretched out their arms, and their hands and flesh touched each other, heart to heart. “There is no need to say anything. Balesa, I’m giving you my essence.” Fabin said peacefully. “Then… shall we do this every night?” The girl cried softly. “Don’t you like it?” The groom sounded disappointed. The bride immediately exclaimed, “No, I don’t! That would be! My mother-in-law has warned people that the headiness of such a thing can’t be happy, but she’s only partly right.” “What about the rest?” “I’m the one crying out in pain! The little heartless one.”
The man’s face showed chagrin, “Baretha, it’s my fault. Let me see where you’re hurt, okay?” The girl was shy: “You, you don’t want to peep at our girls’ pussies, do you?
“”Uh… I care about you!”” Fabian yelled, and lowered his eyes to the bride’s beautiful bottom. He pulled her coverings and saw that the girl’s pussy and buds were indeed swollen and red, afraid of splitting open.
“Good grief. Let me give you a hand.” “Ah! Not again! Oh! Darling, do you still smell ‘her’?” Baretha’s laugh churned and rolled.
Couple eat more, newlywed spring night, all night tossing. Daylight dawned with great brightness. “We played all night, huh?” Fabin said oddly. “Aye! You this brute bull, stallion, riding people do not come down, never tired ah?” The bride teased. “Hey! Your tender legs are so sticky around my waist, and your little hole is like a crab’s sting, you can’t even let go of yourself, how can I get away from you?” The groom countered. Baressa snorted and laughed, but it was a good match!
They have been in love for many years, and when their knees are still weak, Fabian doesn’t suspect a thing. Ten years later, the couple sheltered in the Nordic Norwegian highlands of the mountain hut villa, he has become aware of – the beautiful woman has not changed, while her husband is gradually feeling pale. After decades, the man is getting old. “Baretha, who are you really? Why hasn’t your appearance changed at all?” The old man slurred, loosely. “My dear, one is an immortal regenerator.” She tugged at his wrinkled hand. “You… are a mythical spirit, a water nymph?” The young girl does not answer positively. “I’m not a monster of any kind, just the power of immortality, I guess.” …
At the end of ten years, the old man had reached the end of his days. Baressa buried the coffin herself and mourned the death of the love of her life. The girl left the secluded, uncontested valley of Moriya to witness the great innovations of the mid-twentieth century. Only twenty-eight years remain before she returns to her male body. It was 1959 A.D., fourteen years after the end of the Second World War. Fourteen years had passed since the end of the Second World War. She was lucky that her Swiss bank account was not frozen because of the economic recession in all the countries that participated in the war. After a long examination, she decided to take some of her money and return to the U.S. to settle down and continue to search for her equals.
She is on a cruise ship and lives in her cabin, reminiscing about her old belongings and memories. In her sadness, Barese takes out of her suitcase a sword that has been with her for the last two centuries. She never stops practicing. The cloth may be old, but the sword is safe and sharp as ever. ‘This is the sword of her past life. It seems that I need to be a new wife.’ The young girl took her sword out of its sheath, and swung the soft and tough sword around, her hands were so strong and light that they were extraordinary. She was in a hurry to make her move, feeling refreshed and without hesitation. The girl looked through the sword, “Precious sword, we are dependent on each other from now on. Literary Dumas wrote the ‘Three Musketeers’, perhaps it is the object of a private affair.”
In the United States after the Great War, there was no war on the mainland and the economy was not affected. The teenage reborn chooses Washington, D.C. as her neighborhood. She set up a fashion design company and gradually entered the department store business. With solid financial resources and shrewd business acumen, she emerges in the business world. A cold, sweet and charming ice grotto, Baressa seldom smiles. Her age is even more of a mystery, with the media speculating that she is under 20 years old. The girl searches high and low, looking for her kind hiding in a sea of people. After three years of searching for her kind, she has made no progress and her investment has failed to pay off. Balesa’s swordplay and combat skills are also excellent.
Immediately thereafter, she set up a branch in New York. At ten o’clock in the morning of that day, the young girl presided over the ribbon-cutting ceremony, only to see that the guests of honor were so numerous and numerous that Baressa was too busy to attend to them. Suddenly, a certain spiritual force touched the spiritual body ripples in her heart, and the undesirable receptor. ‘Huh? Is there a sinister companion present?’ Her vigilance surged. After the inauguration ceremony, a small banquet was held. In the name of hospitality, the girl circulated among the VIPs. After investigating for seven or eight minutes, Baressa stopped in front of a middle-aged man in a suit. It was him… that Lingliu..!
The man reached out his hand in greeting and shook it politely. He pressed on, “Ms. Baressa, I’ve heard so much about you. It’s okay to call you Claus Hughes, isn’t it?” The young woman’s face deepened: “Who are you?” “Me? I’m the new congressman of New York State-Machillo Norma, I have a good relationship with the government and business. Let’s work together and make sure you’re the best in America!” “Congressman Norma, you recognize him?” “We are all regenerated people, but we have different experiences. Your predecessor, Clausius, was a national hero during the French Revolution, and I have heard of his reputation in Germany.”
“You are German?” “Uh-huh. At the beginning of World War II, I joined the Nazi Party and vowed to liberate Europe. Unfortunately, Hitler failed and killed himself, and the party was executed. I changed my name, and I sneaked away to the United States, where I called myself the Land of the Free. The people of the United States of America have misused the true meaning of freedom, and the black, white, and Asian races are fused together! I think the white race has been tainted! I want to restore the honor of the white race!
God is the true God of the pure white man! America shall shine long because of the white man’s God!” Purebred Greek Devil Remnant.
Baressa sighed, “That’s so rude! I’m not interested in ‘white supremacy’, so you can talk about it in the halls of Congress. I’m only a woman, and I’m very apathetic about politics.” “Hmph! A woman? My ideals do not stop at Congress, but at the presidency of the United States!” The congressman sneered. “Huh? You…” “However, I have a plan. The road to the election is too long, but a coup d’état would be the shortest way to replace it. You can definitely help me with that.”
“Hmm?” She was confused. “Ms. Baressa, I know that you are a skilled swordsman, a skilled fighter, and a wealthy man, while I am a popular politician, a profitable financier, a powerful man, and an even more powerful candidate for the next presidential election. If we join forces, build a personal army, get rid of the president, and establish a monopoly on politics and economics – the resources of the United States as a whole will be in our pockets! Then we’ll do whatever we want to make the United States of America an ideal nation!” “Mr. Congressman, you want to rebel?” “It’s not a rebellion! It’s a revolution!”
The girl’s sweet jaw repeatedly shook, softly murmured: “but consider their own selfishness is not a ‘revolution’.
Especially if you are so unwise as to disrupt the peaceful pace of the people’s lives.” “I first thought you were on the same frequency as me, but that was wishful thinking. You’re a woman with a stubborn mind! My ambition will not change! I want a revolution! I want to create a new Nazi state.” Barese replied solemnly: “We are not the same, we are not the same. Machilo, if you insist on going your own way, someone will have to stand in your way.” “A young girl? What can you do if you are alone? I am not afraid of you! We’ll see!” Members of the House of Representatives threw harsh words and left the venue.
She did not think – this kind of maniac, if you let them go wild, not only for the United States of America, especially the world of trouble! Baressa hold ‘I do not go to hell, who will go to hell’ persistence, two different hearts regenerate people’s weapons are also re-activated dry cruise. Woman before going to bed to wipe clean the sword, mang star ring turn western sword snake and wandering, dormant for a long time the killing opportunity to breed, the war has been inevitable. ‘You have not been bloodthirsty for more than a hundred years, and you have been restraining your sword for too long. But for the sake of the world, make New York open full of defeated apprentice’s fire peaches, in what they don’t want.’ The young woman held the handle of her sword and stabbed it with a sudden thrust, the sound of which cracked the air and destroyed the void. …
Many days later.
“President! Here is a letter for you. The sender did not allow us to open it and filter it, and must have named you to open it yourself.” Baretha took it, “Yes, thank you, Lia. You go about your business.” The secretary exited. She looked at the wrapper, which was tightly glued. The front cover was inscribed – To Baressa Shanremo, signed M.C. Norma in the lower corner. ‘Norma? Is that the crazy congressman?’ A letter cutter was used to remove the contents. As expected – a letter of challenge.
“Ms. Baressa: I have a good memory. Aren’t you trying to stop my plans to reform America? Well, I’d like to weigh in on that. I’ve purchased a new villa on the outskirts of the city, and would I be so honored as to invite a beautiful woman like you to my home? Please dig yourself up – if you lose to me, I won’t get AIDS if I lose to you. Time…” The girl’s fingers were trembling with anger, but she didn’t show it in her face, she said it in her voice. Remembering the key points, she held the lighter in her hand, struck the flint, and burned the seal of the paper into black ashes.
7:30 p.m. A Jaeger 3700 came around a bend and stopped. A beautiful girl stepped out of the car, dressed in dark blue, with riding boots, and holding a western sword – a sword with a long history. ‘Well… the address is correct, and the mansion is very spacious.’ She looked around, searching for the entrance. The gate was locked and the concierge was nowhere to be found. God helps those who help themselves, so Bareza was on her own. The young woman decided to jump over the wall next to the gate without having to meet her first.
The girl was so light and graceful that she ran through the wall, fast and silent. Why were there pairs of ferocious animal eyes looking at her? The girl’s heart was disturbed, but then settled down – it was the German wolfhounds kept by the owner of the house. They were fed raw meat and blood, and their wild nature could not be tamed. The dogs were not on leashes, and they were in a strong position, muffled and grunting.
How could Baressa back down? She was the first to strike the enemy, her body off the road, the bullet through the rush down. Jade hand grabbed the sword, cold eyebrows flashed, kill towards the dog only column refused. “Oooh! The line of dogs disintegrated and exploded in smoke. The heads of the dogs were cut in half, the white pulp crumbled, the bones were spat out and the muscles were stripped away, and they died a horrible death, without saying a word.
Rustling and crunching, the guards sneak up on us! Flashlights swept through the columns of light, and Baretha sped and rolled and jumped, attempting to avoid the light damage, but there were too many of them. “Gotcha! This woman can run! Shoot her!” The shots swept by, and the girl flipped against the ground, waiting for the attack. “Oh! Uh…” Her upper left arm was pierced by a bullet, and blood was pouring from it. The girl hid in the bushes, waiting for the wound to heal. The sound of gunshots rang out, “Where did she go? Find her!” “Stay close, don’t get separated, in case the woman takes her out one by one!” Baressa recognized the sound of footsteps and conversations, there were about ten people.
She endured for five minutes, and the scabs on the wound on her left lotus root were healed and she was as good as new. The girl snorted, ‘It’s my turn to return the favor… Let’s go! The young woman dodged, determined the direction of the hunters, circled back, and suddenly attacked. “You’ve all worked hard. Sleep forever!” Balesa crowed. “Huh?”
The platoon of more than ten people turned back, yelling. The young girl descended into the air, her sword light sent swinging, arcing stars gathering and showering down on the men. “Wow! …” Their throats were pierced, and they were instantly killed as blood flowed from the holes in their necks.
A style of ambush. ‘There should be a good number of minions in there, so it’s best to keep an eye out.’ Baressa realized that there was danger at every step, and did not recover her sword, just in case. She leapt in at a fast pace and saw a group of guards arriving. The tip of her sword drew a circle, and blood was spattered across the room, many heads were lost, and the rest of the casualties were too numerous to count. ‘Exasperating! How come the dead soldiers hired by Machiro can’t kill them all?’ The girl’s moves were so brilliant that she swept away a wall of flesh and surrounded it with a lower blockade.
Baressa magpie high, the air three water, over the four rings of flesh city wall. She points to the ground and looks back, the angry flower from the tip of the sword end of the change, stabbing the burrs vertical, snow crystals tiny. Four teams of people hit the back of the head, front and back through the face of the blast crisp, the effect of dum-dum bombs. The first and the last, made into compost. The garden is strangely quiet, the wind, blood-washed, the branches and leaves are swirling. The girl is secretly detecting the dynamics of the house – the congressman is waiting for her in his lair.
She raised her sword and chopped off the door handle, kicked open the door, and six gangster-like figures stood beside her. “Hahaha..! Balesa, you’re here? Those bastards outside couldn’t kill you? But your luck is over.” Machilo appeared from around the corner with a lecherous grin in his oily face. “The seven of us will work together to capture you, and then… we’ll fuck your pussy up!” The girl said, “Who cares about you guys? If we were afraid of you, would people dare to visit us?”
The congressmen roared: “Take her!” Six strong men displayed their walking sticks, their rounded heads drawn up, their flames stretching out. “Cane blades!” The girl shouted. Norma stared, “They’re the Gray Wolf Gang’s best swordsmen, so they don’t need to be controlled by me. They can control you just as well with their knives!” Baressa jade smile: “I have long wanted to ask the crutch knife of the fruit of the power, today got the wish.” Young girl left arm flexed, right arm flat, standard fencing first hand.
“Oh..! Six men came at the same time, and their swords were sent in six directions. Aiming at the six directions, Bareza made a great return. Metal clanked and clattered, the swords and staffs slipped and slid, and the attackers realized that something was wrong with the follow-through. She bends down again, her fingers soft steel python glimpsed, fox across the cliff. Each visitor to the prisoner’s forehead horizontal mark basin hole, black blood flow release, wild convulsions, will not rest. Six more Mo Chou souls were added to the ground. The girl wore a red dress and went to Norma.
He raised the machine gun like lightning and squeezed the trigger, “Stupid woman, you can’t catch me!” Hundreds of bullets hit the girl’s torso in an instant. “What!” The young girl, shocked by the momentum of the bullets, was knocked several dozen meters away from her body and fell to the ground in a red heap. “Hahaha..! It’s best to take advantage of this opportunity and leave! See you later!” The members of the Council fled out of the doorway. In her haze, Balesha could only recognize the sound of a car refueling and driving away… ‘Damn…’
Thirty minutes later, she recovered mentally and traumatically. ”Let him give evasion! But why didn’t he kill him? I don’t know. As police sirens sounded in the distance, Balesha realized that she needed to get out of there immediately, or else she would be sent to prison. She jumped over the wall, returned to her car, pressed the gas pedal, and left the scene at full speed…
In this case, recourse is established. But it’s still pending. The New York City Police Department was out in full force, but there was no concrete evidence, so it was over and done with…
Regenerators don’t have fingerprints.
Nearly half a century after the incident, Claus Hughes remembered it vividly. Long-standing grudges, back to replace the wheel, Norma should be a famous redhead at this moment, hidden in the American tide. He took Linda’s hand in his, his mood was not relaxed. Yes, other regeneration people landed in New York City. Who will be the final victor in the 230-year watch, the battle between good and evil, and the legend of immortality?
The young man was unaware of the drama on the big screen. An uneasy feeling ate away at his heart. What comes, Clausius has to bear…
The Pale Eagle
Chapter 10, Secret Differences! Contend with God, Live Forever and Immortality─Chapter of the Legend of the Regenerate Man (3) One month later. Karma, destiny entangled.
Broadway, New York. Xiao Yushang and Lilia leave the newly completed Burlesque Opera House with the crowd. The stage, lighting effects, standard of acting and the superb cast of ‘The Phantom of the Opera’, the 300th performance in the theater, have won the praise of critics. It took them a long time to get a ticket to the show, and after they finished their mission of escorting Chinese national treasures and precious relics to the New York City Museum for exhibition, they had a little bit of elegance. Changing into elegant evening gowns and wandering the streets in the manner of a celebrity lady, it was very enjoyable. Clothes, silhouette, b pair of jade faceted person.
Rain Frost and Lilia explained the story of the play for a long time. The two girls are walking in the direction of the city center. Clausius had just sent his girlfriend home for a rest and drove by their beautiful bodies. The girl suddenly felt a flash of psychic energy in her heart, ‘Strange? There seems to be an extraordinary person in the vicinity. At the same moment, Klausius, the regenerated man, collected the flickering energy, ‘This… is a powerful and secretive energy. It’s not an immortal, it’s an extraordinary person who is even more unpredictable than we are.
The teenage ninja stopped. “Yuko, what’s wrong with you?” Lilia inquired. “A very subtle sense of response that has never been felt before. There must be someone unusual in this area.” The girl crowed. The redhead nodded her head, seemingly understanding. No matter, pretending to understand, she also enthusiastically looked around. Passersby thought they were looking for something lost.
The regenerate person stops at the side, his head stretches out of the window, exploring left and right. Rain Frost inquired about the perspective coincidentally drifted to, four eyes met, the two instantly realized – ‘it’s you (you)! The female ninja spoke first: “Sir, you are not an ordinary person, right?” Clausius laughed and said: “The colorful and beautiful little sister, you are not 80%.” The man got out of the car, courteously and sincerely bowed: “Clausius Shangremo. Now two hundred and thirty-two years old, is the regeneration of the people who can not die.”
Lilia covered her mouth in horror, “Huh? How can there be such an old man who looks like he’s in his early twenties? You’re lying! Yuuko, let’s go! Let’s go! Don’t pay any attention to this crazy person.” Yushang patted the girl’s shoulder, “Lilia, wait a moment. According to people’s judgment, what he said is true. Mr. Shang Lei Mo’s chakra magnetic field is not like a commoner’s body. About the legend of the immortal regenerator, I have already described once to you? How quickly did you forget?” Lilia’s sweet tongue spits out, “Right!
Yuko, people forget to say that!”
“Miss, may I ask who you are…?” Yushang went straight to the point: “I’m a ‘Dragon Walking Ninja
The ‘White Dragon Ninja’ is currently working for the International Special Intelligence Service, ISBI,” said Crowe Hughes. Currently working for the International Special Intelligence Bureau (ISBI),” Crowe Hughes quickly said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t know that you, Miss, had a great reputation, so please forgive me! You must be the head intelligence officer – ‘Eagle’ herself.” As usual, she made a few polite remarks in order to avoid the rhetoric. “I’ve heard that whenever a reborn person appears in the world, there will be a storm in the red earth.
Mr. Sanremo, is there no end to the fight between your people?”
The youth looked bitter, “Let me give the two beautiful girls a ride. We’ll talk as we travel.” The White Dragon Ninja and Lilia exchanged glances and agreed to let the handsome man give them a ride. As the vehicle moved forward, Yushang, who was sitting next to the driver, chimed, “Mr. Shanmole, the question I asked you just now…”
He laughed: “I am a man who has never resigned himself to fate. But the mission of the Spawn includes a guideline – we must fight to survive, good or evil, good or evil. Unless there is no sin left in any part of the Earth, this clan will fight.”
The girl’s lips cried, and her sweet cheeks swooned with peach blossoms. “It’s the same thing, Mr. Jean-Maurice. Our paths have been difficult.” The young man shook his head, “I don’t have such lofty ambitions as you do, and I’ve always been responsible for the safety and peace of the world. Selfish, egotistical, and muddle-headed regenerates are more than a hundred miles away, and I am ashamed to say it! I only wish to strive for God’s will, and I will fulfill my ambitions in the coming and going.” The hands controlling the steering wheel trembled slightly.
Yushang Xiao Jue tastes the pathos of experiencing the vicissitudes of a hundred years – relatives, companions, friends and friends, staring at their departure without being able to do anything about it. Self-absorption, paranoia, resentment and other personalities have been passed down in the undead group. “People get nostalgic. The old, the new, the old, the sick, the old, and the dead, but what can’t be changed? But you have done a great service for France, and history recognizes your contribution.
“Shanmoray smiled, this young girl was so knowledgeable that she couldn’t hide it.
“Though the words are…. But, what is lost can never come back.” The man said sadly. “Ms. Yuuko.” “Yes. If it’s important, please tell me.” “Within a week, there will be other Spawn who will join forces. They have the will and the evil spirit to deal with me. I’m afraid that if they involve the lives of other innocent people, the situation will be extremely serious.” “Oh…” murmured Yushang. “The Spawn are not impossible to destroy, but they need to be killed by someone of their own kind by performing the ‘Ten Forms of Chopping’; or you can enforce the law, Ms. Sayaka.”
The girl was puzzled, “Me? I’m not like you…” “You are also different from the Hiragana, as the blade of the ‘Dragon Walking Ninja’ can mow down regenerative beings whose hearts have decayed.” Yushang didn’t realize he had such a ‘function’. “I would like to invite you to assist me in this endeavor.” The girl didn’t think much and immediately responded, “Yes! Count me in for this kind of job!” Lilia in the backseat said, “Yuzuko, you replied so quickly, do you have any further comments?” “No problem! Once I’m done, everything will be fine!” she beamed. The red-haired girl didn’t continue.
Clausius dropped them off at the Hilton Hotel. “Tomorrow morning, I will send a car to pick you up and take you to the company I am in charge of. I’d appreciate it if you’d come.” They smiled and agreed. The Rolls-Royce G230 passed away with a gentlemanly demeanor. Stepping back to the room, Lilia chattered: “Yuuko, you! You were born to be a laborer! Even on vacation, you have to take on a mission, and when the ISBI can’t take care of their own business, they have to take on a hot battle with the Spawn…” She pouted her red lips.
“So? Yushang took out the ‘White Dragon of Brahma’s Illusion’ from his traveling bag, and the rainbow of the sword shone brightly as the energy of the six souls and the nine forms merged into one. Lilia’s body was covered with pimples from the wind of the sword, “No… no, it’s nothing! It’s just that when you rest, you should rest, and when you work, you don’t have any distractions, so that you don’t get burned out early.” She wiped her sword carefully, “Yes, I understand. However, even though we are resting, the evils of the world will not stop. Since Mr. Jean-Maurice is a man of honor and justice, how can his affairs be lightly delayed?”
Lilia sighed, “That’s true. I don’t want to stick to my guns. You’ve agreed, so I’ll stand with you.” The young ninja caressed her partner’s hair, “Thank you.” “That’s what you call a ‘partner’.” “Eh!” The girl looked at her katana, ‘You’re my second partner, Shiratsuki…’ “Yuzuko, the legend of the Spawn… people think it’s just a country legend… but it really happened.” “There are many new things under the sun. Haven’t we come across many of them?” The girls laughed and giggled.
The next morning. The phone in the room rang, and Xiao Yushang, who had just finished showering, took the receiver. “Hello, is this Ms. Yuzuko Sayaka?” It came from the counter. “I am. Is there something important?” “Yes, there is a luxury limousine parked at the entrance to the lobby, the driver chauffeur has named you and Ms. Lilia to be welcomed to visit the company it is affiliated with, please come downstairs and depart in twenty minutes.” The stunning girl put the phone back on, rousing the bedraggled Lilia, and they huffed and puffed as they changed and dressed for ten minutes before scrambling for the elevator to the lobby.
The New York street scene is a mix of old and new, with an additive dialog. The streets are filled with commuters in a hurry to beat the clock. Traffic is congested and a symphony of horns plays. After nearly forty minutes of in-and-out traffic, the driver pulls up to the second basement of a skyscraper and says, “This is the newly constructed headquarters of the Moss Group, and the president of the group, Mr. Shalemore, would like to see you. You two ladies, please follow me.” They thanked the driver, and the driver took them to the fast elevator to the fiftieth floor, where they looked down on them.
“Frank, have the guests arrived?” The president’s secretary inquired. The chauffeur half-turned his body and gestured toward the Rain Frost girls in the back, saying, “Lina, these two beauties are here.” “Good. Frank, thank you. Just go about your business.” The driver said goodbye to the three women and left. “Mr. President, it’s rare for him to move his schedule and leave you two two hours, so I’m sure this is a top priority. I’ll show you in right away.”
She pressed the call button, “President, your visitor has arrived.” “Good! Ask them to come in!
“The secretary led him into the office, bowed, and returned to his seat with the door closed. “Wow, what a grand office!” Lilia said with sincere admiration. Post-modern interior design, metallic colors, twisted lines, dissonant beauty. “Come on! Please have a seat! It’s a rare occasion to have two of our finest informants here, and it’s a great honor to have them here.” As the man’s voice trailed off, the secretary knocked on the door, brought in two hot drinks, and excused herself.
Yushang asked: “Mr. Shanremo, you might as well tell us what you want us to do, so that we can make calculations in our hearts.” The president opened the safe and took out two stacks of heavy information, handing them to them. Mr. Shang Remo stood up, “As you can see from the information at hand. I’ve been tracking homunculi for hundreds of years, and the number one source of frustration for me is Machilo Norma on page 10, who disappeared like smoke over fifty years ago and has never been heard of again. He is a true political zealot, and has been plotting against the United States for a long time. I stopped him last time, but this time…”
He exhaled: “The other one is Gamaliel Chico, who is warlike, massacred, and very cruel. He was one of the masterminds of the bloody riots in Paris more than two hundred years ago. I believe they often communicate with each other and are exactly the same. When the two hegemons join hands, a bloody storm is inevitable.” The young girls read the dossier, their eyebrows raised slightly, their moods stagnant. “Their photos, due to the regeneration of people every rebirth, the appearance of gender will be revised. Therefore, these Xiao photos are virtualized by a professional computer program based on the transformation patterns of the regenerated people. The accuracy rate is seventy-eight percent.”
Machilo – now a middle-aged noblewoman, dressed in luxurious jewelry; Gamaliel – a cunning male face, with a fury in his eyes. Lilia whispered with Rain Frost, “They don’t seem to be good people. How can they be regenerators?” “Maybe it’s the dangerous balance of nature? Light and darkness are fighting against each other, and we’re the weakest force in it.” “Yuuko, you’re not weak. Aren’t you?”
Shangremo continued: “with these two photos, I asked a friend from the National Data Bank and other data warehouses to find two characters. One is Mrs. Orlanda, the wife of a business tycoon, a famous woman in high society. One is Mrs. Orlanda, the wife of a business tycoon and a famous woman in high society. She is arrogant and narrow-minded; the other is a battalion commander of the U.S. Marine Corps, Lieutenant Colonel Philbree. Although he has a great deal of merit, he is often inappropriately disciplined and recruits cut themselves, so he will be punished with two minor demerits.”
Lilia laughed, “It’s a good match for their faces! Depending on their eyes, lips, and noses, you can probably tell.” “Really. You know a little bit about the ancient Chinese “Mai Shen Xiang” and you’re all over the place.” The beauty girl undermined her companion. The regenerated man looked amused, “You two partners are funny. That two Fang Xin should have countermeasures, right?” Rain Frost asked: “Since you can find them, they will not have the channel to find you? Mr. Shanremo.” “Good question! That’s right, they are no ordinary people, they have been informed of the list of my properties and where I live, and sent a letter of greeting. The contents are quite unbecoming.” He paid the letter to the maiden ninja, and she looked at it with bashful ears.
The profanity, insults, and abuse are simply the work of the mentally disturbed. “Huh, there’s an address!
” Lilia snaps. The Spawn nodded, “Yes. I have checked the site, and it is the current location of Lady Orlanda’s residence. The font used is in a woman’s handwriting, a descendant of Machiro.” “The letter asks you, Mr. Shanremo, to meet at Port C, Warehouse A3, New York Harbor, on November 23rd at midnight, and the one who misses the appointment is a coward? That’s pretty jaded wording.” “Machilo grew up in the slums, and because he suffered so much as a child, he became an adult with an excessive desire for material things. So he chose politics and joined the Nazi party. He is very good at playing with power and is a natural politician. Even when he is transformed into Mrs. Orlanda, his desire for power remains unabated. Gamaliel is a violent man, born on the streets, in a gang, and with a venomous streak. If America fell under the control of these two men, the consequences would be…”
Twenty-three days, only three days to go. “I’m also concerned about my best friend, Linda. She also got a threatening letter, threatening to harm her. I’ve called the police, and I’ve got a lot of security and guards around her house, but I can’t get over it. The regeneration is not something they can handle. Our tribe has been fighting for hundreds of years to survive, and our fighting skills and abilities are more than ten times that of ordinary people, so the number of guards is only a time-consuming, non-threatening task for us. Therefore, talent is more important than quantity. Miss Lilia, you are the only one entrusted to defend Linda!” Clausius bowed to Lilia, and for a moment she was at a loss as to how to respond.
“This…” thought Lilia hesitantly. “Lilia, agree.” Rainfrost urged in. She reluctantly shouldered her commitment. “But, Mr. Clausius, why don’t you personally…” “I don’t want her to know who I am, and it’s better for Linda.” The two girls nodded their heads without commenting. “As for you, Ms. Sayaka…, I’d like you to come with me to the appointment. In case I am defeated, I would like to take care of my affairs and destroy the two great Demon Kings for me. This is my personal vendetta, Ms. Yuko.” Yuushang Xiaoxia Qian Yin: “Sure! I’ll go. But there’s no way I’ll stand by and do nothing…”
Shangremo said with emotion: “As for the reward, I will not be stingy. In order to show sincerity, the first advance payment of fifty percent.” He took out two bags of paper from the drawer and gave them to the two girls. Rain Frost opened the bag and counted the money, there were actually 100,000 dollars! Lilia equaled it. “Once you’ve completed your mission, my secretary will wire the rest to your ISBI payroll accounts. It will not be delayed on credit.” Xiao Bai Long said, “Mr. Clausius, we understand your intention. Once we’re involved, we’ll take care of it.” “Thank you in advance. I’m afraid they’re not the only ones who are in cahoots…”
Lilia, rain frost that afternoon immediately defended Miss Linda 10th floor of housing on the other side of the empty room, stationed and firearms and ammunition ready. The curtains were drawn, leaving a gap, and a telescope was on standby.
“Yuko, we’ve been watching all afternoon, and the enemy is quite calm.” “In the course of three days, those men will come here to strike–in order to strike, to break Clausius’s confidence and courage. There’s no mistaking it!” The young girl boldly assumed. The red-haired girl thought about it, it makes sense, and watched the street corners and floors with all her heart. Camera swim push, slow balking, hoping to catch the evil soon.
Late at night. Gu Gu Gu Linda home door duty police yawning, in the sedan of the criminal police also dim sleepy. A cool breeze blows, the atmosphere is stagnant and flat. Rain Frost didn’t dare to take it lightly, she stared at the latter part of the night and scanned around with the long lens. ”Hmm? There’s a dark shadow in the distance? Huh, what? A strong, murderous aura…’ The White Dragon ninja was alerted to the situation and decided to go downstairs to find out what was going on. With the White Dragon Sword strapped to her waist and dressed in her night clothes, her body flashed and disappeared without a sound, reaching the ground level sidewalk in an instant.
”Okay, it’s this direction without error.” Rain Frost speculated. The young girl’s body leaped several times with extreme speed, and the black shadow rushed in front of Xiang Rong. She saw the person who came, is a tall and sturdy man, oriental face, eight-bearded, eagle nose, hand manipulating a halberd, clear and cold. The two men stood side by side. “Little girl, what are you doing blocking my way? Quickly get out of the way!” “Are you instructed to kill a defenseless girl?” “America is a free country, and it’s none of your business what I do!” The man shot back.
Little White Dragon resolutely said, “In that case, people also have the freedom to mind their own business Luo.” “You don’t know what you’re doing! Little ninja, you can not hurt me this Chinese martial arts world of strange. Hmph, I’m called – ‘Tearless Dokuro’, with almost 300 years old immortal body ah!” She let out a clear and sweet voice: “Is that so? I’ll use you to try my ‘Brahma Illusion White Dragon’!” The big man cried out in shock: “‘White Dragon of Brahma Illusion’? You are the ‘White Dragon Ninja’?” “That’s right. It’s a pity that it’s not a riddle game…” “Darn it! There’s a biter in the middle of the road!” He swung his halberd around, pointing at Yushang, “White Dragon Ninja, we’ve never had any relationship. Don’t make me do it. I only work for money!”
“Money can’t buy everything! Family, love, friendship, they are all priceless. You’ve seen three centuries of change on earth and you still can’t figure that out? Where has conscience gone?” Rain Frost lamented. “Cut the crap! Miss, even if you’re a woman, I’ll do whatever I want!” The man shouted angrily. “Talking to a cow? Well then, I’ll use the White Dragon Sword to convince you.” The young lady was stern and cold, her posture was unimpeachable. “Heh heh! It’s the first time I’ve faced off with a female ninja, and it’s not bad to see the way out of Japanese swordplay. You’re going to die!”
The man bullied forward, his square halberd pointed diagonally, slicing an arc of crescent moon. Rain Frost quickly spun back and easily avoided it. His halberd moves to swing, pole body stabbing top, attacking the girl’s lower body. Little White Dragon Lotus Root arm hold steady, the implementation of Ying Wan, just suppressed the soft start, is China’s Wudang school ‘Taijiquan’ one of the – ‘two Yi naturalization’! Palm wind is strong, snake line phoenix away, palm catch buckle halberd back. The man only said wrist shock, tiger’s mouth tearing, the girl’s internal force through the halberd handle, through the avalanche of his bladder, the second hand acid numbness. The square halberd ricocheted and flew out, broken into pieces. The man’s face turned as white as paper and he fell back to his desk…
His mouth was red and his heart raged: “A mere ninja knows Chinese martial arts?” “I advise you not to do evil, but to do good. Otherwise…” The girl floated off the land. The man spat blood and replied, “I haven’t lost! I still have my weapons!” He drew his horse- chopping sword from his back, which was nearly six feet long and weighed 350 kilograms, and was used in ancient cavalry battles to stab the heads, skulls and forelegs of the generals and commanders in charge of the battlefield. The man is trying to commit another offense. Rain Frost gently shake the delicate head, there is nothing to be done, to comply with the ‘evil that is chopped’ of the Royal Decree. She grasped the handle of the sword with her cat’s hand, ready to strike.
“See the power of the Chinese Chopper!” The man shouted violently. Clang when the copper ring accompanied by the bleak wind blowing, go trick crossbow shooting arrows rush, sudden hail betting, fast break. White dragon ninja at ease, wonderful eyes brimming with light, “‘Canghai tsunami eagle flow’ – ‘five mountains feeding dragon spit’!” The ‘Brahma Sky Illusion White Dragon’ sword glowed like a golden bottle cracking and bursting, and the body was unsheathed. Rain Frost hand into five shapes, the knife is different from five changes, river and mountain, dragon body mixed cut, the gas tide is endless, pointing out that the attack on the big man’s killing moves.
The man faded and lost his voice, “This martial…! Ah! He was drowned in the surging waves along with his long sword. The body of the visitor and the blade’s energy had been destroyed. The black shadow of the martial artist remained on the road, and in a few moments, it faded away. The beautiful maiden sent her sword into the sheath, ‘His excellent skills, if it can be used in the right way, I do not know how many living beings will be benefited?’ Her charming body was a bit loose, and her scent was nowhere to be seen…
The night is deep and quiet. The group of police and FBI officers standing on the side of the street were not disturbed. Sleeping soundly…
When Lilia saw that Yushang was not there, she realized that there must have been a sneak attack. She waited for Shiratsuki to show up and asked, “Yuko, what is the situation? Did the assassin…?” The young girl made the sign for KO in a boxing match, and Lilia relaxed her tension a little. “I didn’t realize that the ‘Tearless Dokuro’, one of the top 100 martial arts experts in the Oriental Secret Scripts, had been invited to play the role of the strongest, so Mrs. Orlanda’s strength is not to be underestimated.” Red-headed girl does not understand: “Which Oriental secret manuals?” Rain Frost Yan Ming: “Oh, is China’s former Qing Dynasty Kangxi Emperor, a self-proclaimed ‘green pen wise eyes’ martial arts world observer written by the ‘jianghu secret book’. The book published in detail the ancient country since the Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty power, hundreds of years in the Central Plains martial arts not humane storm, and the black and white masters of each faction of the biography rankings, such as the number of family. That is commonly known as ‘green pen list’. The genre is very much like the Han Dynasty Sima Qian’s masterpiece ‘historical records’ yo.”
The red-haired girl listened to the dizziness. Rain Frost only thought she understood, and sweetly murmured: “‘Green Pen List’ once out, praise and criticism, but its fairness, hold the theory but no one has ever doubted. The guest of ‘Tearless Dokuro’ is a ‘marginalized person’ who is both good and evil. His personality is eccentric, not easy to get along with, treats him harshly, loves money as if his life depended on it, and his martial arts skills are extremely high. He is good at using sword and halberd, and is vicious and dangerous. After becoming famous, he lost track of him overnight, leaving behind a cloud of mystery. In that case, he is destined to become a ‘rejuvenated man’, isn’t he?
“”Probably? Will there be any more rebirths?” “Well… Klausius has confirmed that he’s found two or three people with the same heart current, so one of them should have been eliminated.”
The next day. “Huh? Someone plotted to assassinate Linda last night? Where is she? Is she safe and sound?” Jean Lemo’s heart nearly stopped. Lilia covered her lips and said, “Ms. Linda is safe. She’s sitting next to me. Do you want to talk to her?” “Hello? Darling, Ms. Lilia told me the whole story of what happened a few hours ago. How can you have a grudge against someone when you’re not ashamed of yourself?” His girlfriend cared. “It’s been a grudge for years. Linda, I don’t want to get you involved in right and wrong. Please make sure you listen to me and cooperate with Ms. Lilia’s protection operation, don’t get involved.” The words were heavy with emotion. “But…” she was not reassured. “Linda, I beg you. This is not something you can afford. I love you, I can’t lose you…” “Clausius… Okay, I won’t ask again. So, you and I have to make a deal.
“”Good! I’ll keep my promise, go ahead.” “You have to come back alive! Come back to me! “…”
Linda’s sobbing breath broke off.
“Speaking of which! Have I ever lied to you?” The woman on the other end of the line replied, “Never… The man insisted, “Please believe me! If I have any breath left, I’ll come back to you!” With those words, Linda hung up the phone. With his elbows in the air, Klausius thought to himself: “Linda, if I’ve really failed you – if there’s a life after this one, I’d rather be together forever! …”
Hidden tears, the corner of his eyes slightly stained, he smoothly wiped dry. ‘Only two days left from the fight, ‘eagle’ Ms. can by the military pipeline, to learn about the relationship between the movements of Lieutenant Colonel Philbree?’ Shangremo walked to the edge of the window, bean point of the big traffic, passed away, not to return.
Using hacking techniques to break through the many layers of barriers, Rain Frost infiltrated the personnel database of the US Department of Defense and searched all over the place. ‘Phoebe… Yikes! I’ve got it! The horizontal LD screen showed the Lieutenant Colonel’s personal photo and classified file, ‘Yeah? What’s the point of this? The Persian Gulf War was a credit, the assault was a demerit, and the list goes on and on… three to four pages of awards and punishments. She clicked the left mouse button to add up the number of pages. ‘Oh? This is his vacation schedule…’ The young lady compared the pages and was shocked to learn that he had applied for an extended vacation from November 20th to the end of the month!
In other words, Lt. Col. Filbury is afraid that people have taken up residence in New York City. White Dragon ninja to take the storage needs of the message, rushed to exit the system, and did not leave a trace. She powered down her laptop and stared into the distance. Shangremo’s enemy added another one. Single female and two male tripod standoff base situation, the bottom is set. Fate and destiny are hard to predict.
Time. Two headlights, light round connection, owl night eyes. Clausius’ Rolls Royce pulls low into the New York harbor area, in front of Port C, Warehouse A3, braking down. He closes the car door, grabs his love sword in his hand, and walks the line to the warehouse door gate. The warehouse had been unused and abandoned for a long time. The locks have been broken, the ironwork melted, and there are new traces. It was expected that the hostiles had gathered long ago, just waiting for him to show up. Spawn pushed the iron door with both hands, creaking crows, etching extremely strict. The casement fan open, the outside world dim street lamp slanting, dark and difficult to discern. Shang Leimo is quite dangerous.
He was about to reach for his flashlight when he saw the light bulbs in the vault spitting out. Once Clausius’s eyesight adjusted, he was surprised to see that the perimeter was surrounded by men in field uniforms and Marine paraphernalia. ‘Are there even people inside the US Army involved?’ He commented on the position. “Welcome to this shithole! Mr. President of the Moss Group!” A steady, middle-aged woman’s voice. A woman in an ex-Nazi uniform appeared, still attractive, and with a haughty, boastful attitude that could be easily identified as Mrs. Orlanda. “Clausius, we haven’t seen each other for more than half a century, and you’re as handsome as you were when you were a daughter!”
“You’re welcome. Mrs. Orlanda, you didn’t seek out my presence here at the end of the night just to catch up on old times, did you?” The Spawn refused. The lady sneered, “I’d like to introduce you to an old friend – Lieutenant Colonel Philbree.” The uniformed man stepped out of the shadows, bearded, rough, and unfriendly.
“He was a British Immortal, and like you, he served in the military during the American Revolutionary War. He has served in the military ever since. The soldiers that surround us are his sons and daughters – the ‘Blind Bees’. Controlled by a powerful drug, they are unconscious, emotionless, painless, and only follow his commands.” “Colonel, that’s a cruel thing to do to your men.”
Phoebe indifferently droned: “They are just tools for me to seize power, use them and discard them as nothing, simple consumables. I want to win, play tricks, never say die!” Shangremo sighed: “Heartless! You can’t die, but you’re free to trample on other people’s short life spans!” Orlanda yells, “I did not come here to listen to your war of words! Clausius. I just want to get rid of this thorn in your side!”
The colonel laughed: “Madam, it was a great honor for me to kill Jean Remo for you. All personnel, aim your submachine guns at the young man in the center. Load up!”
The ‘Blind Bees’ acted on the order, and the sound of the guns pushing rounds was neatly synchronized. “Prepare to beehive him, then dismantle the fellow in four large pieces by cross-cutting, and see how he regenerates. Aim! Fire…” Fibri was full of pride. Sangremo’s speed of drawing his sword was no match for the press of the trigger, and Chukyo was in a precarious position! “Hmph! Is it fair for forty or fifty men to gang up on a single man?” The young girl’s sweet murmur echoed in the ears of those present. “Who is it? Attend if you dare!”
A scented wind blew and rested, and the black-robed ninja Jade stood next to Klaus Hughes. “‘Wind Ninjutsu Technique’-‘Palm Thousand Wind Arrow’!” Little White Dragon twisted her toes, her slender hands fluttering. The air particles instantly froze into the shape of arrows, breaking half a hundred colorless sharp vectors and striking out at odd speeds! Where as a target, the chest will collapse into a bloody hole, expanding the throat and abdomen, head cut off, body damage is unbearable, red rain shower flow. Shang Leimo eye-opening, live a lot of years, the first time to enjoy watching this scene.
Yushang nodded: “Yes, it is good to put these poor people out of their misery…” She looked at Clausius. “You…?” “I’m sorry, but I have to do something. I can’t afford to be scolded by Ms. Linda.” Phoebe scornfully said, “A little girl? Sang Remo, it doesn’t matter if you get help. Just two against two. I’ll send you both to heaven, so you’ll be able to take care of each other! Hahaha…” The young girl contrasted, “Colonel, why don’t I fight you?” Mrs. Orlanda smiled evilly, “I’ll take Clausius. We’ll take what we want.”
Mrs. Orlanda picked up a German saber from behind her back, “Fifty years ago I didn’t kill you, lest I would not be as skilled as you. Now, I’ve been practicing hard for decades, let’s see if I can compete with you. Show your sword!” The saber pen was directed towards Shang Remo. He didn’t say a word, drew his western sword, and parallel swooshed his voice. She ran on tiptoe, the body of the blade slicing back and stabbing at Clausius’ throat! The man skimmed the arrow, sword bow catching the partition, a move to block away from the woman’s killing light. ‘There’s a flaw! …’ As the thought passed, the python sword turned around and stabbed the left side of the middle-aged woman’s chest, the tip of the sword was visible from the back of her eyes, poking her in the center of her heart.
“G…” The woman’s reaction was suspended as she choked on her breath. Clausius, however, thought that the opportunity was too great to lose, and drew his sword back in defense. “‘Ten Shape Chop’!” His arm swung dramatically, the cross sword flashed to pass, Lady Orlanda’s body absorbed through the two arcs of sword qi, cut into four parts. From the eruption of the blood column, light blue divine light flow surged to the top of the man’s skull, Clausius succeeded the woman’s undead spiritual vein. He knelt on the hard ground, gasping for breath.
Rainfrost finishes watching the battle, “Mrs. Orlanda has lost. Commander Filbury, won’t you surrender?
“The lieutenant colonel holds only a Rambo knife, superior only to close-quarters sniping. “Better to die than to yield!” She was determined. The young girl thought, ‘I’ll give you a chance, you big devil…’ Fibri jumped into the air and came at Little White Dragon. The girl was calm and collected, her ankles slightly pinched, and she stepped forward to meet her. “‘Canghai Tsunami Eagle Stream’ – ‘Dragon Swallowing Shura’!” The white dragon sword floated and exchanged hands, the dragon rhyme rushed to blaze through the sky, the indignant face of the diamond appearance. As if encountering the great evil Shura in hell, admonishment fails to work, and the battle is fought alone! The sword’s spirit is winding, surrounding the evil.
The dragon’s face was thrown out, and its huge mouth and claws annihilated the karmic obstacles. Phoebe’s skull first collapsed and disintegrated, followed by her shoulders, chest, waist, and even her toes, all of which were analyzed and stripped of their pieces, making a mess of the ground. Flesh pulp, fishy juice, corruption is urgent. The light blue aura released was also managed by Clausius. Rain frost back to the ground, put away the knife into the sheath, “Well, in this way, he also can not regenerate up.” Sang Remo said solemnly, “Ms. Yuko, I…” “No need to thank me! It’s Ms. Linda who should be thanked, isn’t it? “His cheeks were bright red…
“Clausius! Where are you? Answer me! Clausius!” The familiar cry of a young girl’s jade. “Linda? Is that you?” The man turned and ran toward the source of the sound. He looked at the figure of a tear-stained, shivering beauty standing in the doorway–Linda, who was so anxious that she could not sleep. “Silly girl! What are you doing here?” He scolded gently and lovingly. “I… I miss you…” she smiled, breaking into tears. The two of them kissed each other in a tight, airtight embrace.
The white dragon ninja forked through the gap between the two of them and walked away from Kumen, “Lilia, did you bring her here oh?”
The red-headed girl shrugged her eyebrows and said, “I can’t help it! Miss Linda cried so sadly, I can’t see past it.” Rainy Frost said sweetly, “You did a good thing. We should leave now, so we won’t be a light bulb. Hee hee…” Hand in hand, they took the dusty car and drove off
Three months later, Yushang entered the ISBI after her tour of duty and found on her desk a wedding invitation from New York signed by Claus Hughes and Linda. She was delighted to find out how long Sang Remo’s immortal mystery would stay with him….
The one who can answer the questions is uniquely God, right?
(End of chapter 10)