Infighting within the Communist Party of China in 1966

  Lin Zifeng's eyes fell on him, and Cheng Hong was already on his last breath, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to say something.

  His right hand was chopped off, his throat was scratched open. All over his body were wounds of all sizes, the bright red blood had soaked through his clothes and seeped into the ground below. On one side, a wild wolf that had been following Cheng Hong lay weakly with its ears drooping, crouching beside him.

  "He has something to say to you from the past." Feng Ke walked over and patted Lin Zifeng's shoulder, saying this as he was lost in thought.

  Lin Zifeng wiped away the moisture from the corner of his eye, walked to the front of Cheng Hong, squatted down, grabbed Cheng Hong's hand, but there was nothing to say between them. Lin Zifeng sadly turned around and couldn't bear to look at Cheng Hong's miserable state.

  At this moment, Cheng Hong pulled Lin Zifeng's hand and let go of Lin Zifeng. Next, under the gaze of everyone, Cheng Hong slowly pushed his two heavy-duty handguns, which he regarded as his life, in front of Lin Zifeng, looking at Lin Zifeng with a hint in his eyes that Lin Zifeng should take up his weapons.

  Lin Zifeng was momentarily stunned, he didn't cry, but tears flowed out uncontrollably.

  When Lin Zifeng held the two heavy handguns of Cheng Hong in his hands, Cheng Hong nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, he endured the pain and said hoarsely, word by word.

  "Lead them... to live on..."

  At this moment, Lin Zifeng suddenly forgot why he joined the Wolf Tooth Army. He just wanted to use the Wolf Tooth Army's power to defeat He Yansong and then learn about his own and Feng Ke's personal files from He Yansong's mouth. He had never thought about the survival of the Wolf Tooth Army.

  But now, in front of him was Cheng Hong, holding his hands. Lin Zifeng could only grit his teeth and kept nodding, nodding.

  In the eyes of everyone, Cheng Hong smiled and closed his eyes contentedly. At the same moment, Lin Zifeng let out a loud roar. To comfort Cheng Hong's heroism, all the Wolf Teeth Army around him knelt down in unison.

  It's raining.

  It's thundering.

  The remaining 57 real men all knelt in the rain, the heavy rain wetting their shirts, wetting their faces, the rain flowing over their eyes, flowing over their cheeks, none of them cried, it was just the rain.

  It's just rainwater, just rainwater...

  Even if your comrades have died, you cannot cry. You must carry on with sorrow and indignation, with the longing for life that your comrades had, and with their souls alive within you. Wolf Tooth Army, have you grown up?

  In the rain, Cheng Hong may be telling his story not far away.

  Evening

  The heavier the rain, the darker the sky, all the Wolf Tooth Army stood in front of Cheng Hong's tombstone, looking up at that towering monument. He was the soul of the Wolf Tooth Army, he was the direction of the Wolf Tooth Army, he was the eternal meritorious service.

  Who is he?

  He is the first leader of the Wolf Tooth Army, Cheng Hong.

  "While alive be a hero among men, when dead be a champion ghost. Who dares to block your way, trample him flat! Cheng Hong, farewell on your journey." Lin Zifeng shouted loudly in front of all the Wolf Teeth Army.

  "From today on, I swear, we don't need identity, with this nameless body, we will dominate the entire world."

  That night, He Yansong sat on a chair in the military base. At this time, there were only four killers standing in front of him. He Yansong looked at the remaining four killers and frowned, saying discontentedly: "Contend for Hegemony 16"

  "What's with No. 24?"

  "He hasn't returned yet, probably already became someone's knife-under-the-soul." The one answering him was the assassin who had cultivated Cloud Step Flow.

  "Who is his opponent?" He Yansong asked again.

  One of the four top masters of the Wolf Fang Troop, Lin Zifeng, cultivates Body Technique Flow.

  "He Yansong" repeated his name several times, but in the end, he smiled and showed a fierce look. "No matter who you are, it's best not to obstruct my plan, otherwise Cheng Hong will be your next." He Yansong said, angrily throwing the pen in his hand on the table, leaning back in his chair.

  At the same time, under the illumination of the bonfire, a ridiculous thing happened within the Wolf Tooth Army, Du Tianxing and Lin Zifeng pointed their swords at each other.

  "Heavenly Punishment, the leader has just left, I don't want to fight you." These words came from Lin Zifeng, who was currently facing off against Du Tianxian, who had already drawn his warrior sword and pointed it at Lin Zifeng, with only two meters between them.

  "In the entire Wolf Tooth Army, the only one who can make me surrender is Cheng Hong alone. I also don't want to be under anyone else's command except his." Du Tianxing glared at Lin Zifeng and roared.

  "We are brothers, we are equal."

  "Hmph, that's easy to say, but can you guarantee you'll be as good as Cheng Hong? You're not qualified to sit in the position of leader of the Wolf Tooth Army." Du Tianxingsaid, glaring at Lin Zifeng again.

  Lin Zifeng sighed and laughed bitterly, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

  "If you want to be the leader, I can hand it over with both hands, but I don't want to fight you," Lin Zifeng said. As soon as he finished speaking, all the Wolf Tooth Army people were in an uproar, especially Feng Ke.

  "Then hand over the leader's twin guns to me. I'll lead the Wolf Fang Troop."

  Du Tianxing had just finished speaking when Feng Ke stood up almost at the same time, walked to Lin Zifeng's front and glared at Du Tianxing.

  "The position of leader was personally handed over by Cheng Hong to Feng, what qualifications do you have to compete with him? Du Tianxing, I respect you as a man, and advise you not to split the overall strength of the Wolf Tooth Army at this time."

  Du Tianxian suddenly burst out laughing coldly upon hearing this.

  "Victory goes to the king, defeat goes to the bandit; strength speaks for itself."

  "Alright, then let me experience your strength. If you can't even get past me, you're not qualified to fight against Feng." Almost simultaneously, Feng Ke responded firmly to Du Tianxing.

  "Stop."

  Just as the two were about to clash, Lin Zifeng intervened. At the same time, Lin Zifeng stepped forward and looked at Du Tianxing, saying calmly, "Tianxing, the leader just left, I don't want to disturb his peace. If you must prove yourself with strength, seven days from now, we'll have a duel, but for now, we need to defend the organization with all our might, who knows what they'll do next."

  Lin Zifeng finished speaking, and this time Du Tianxing didn't say another word. He looked at Lin Zifeng and Feng Ke, let out a cold snort, sheathed his sword with a clang, and turned to leave.

  At the same time he left, 13 practitioners of Batou Ryuu followed behind him. These people were all like Toki no Sohryu, belonging to the third generation of assassins. ??Kettou 16

  "A week later, I hope you still remember what you said." Du Tian Xing said coldly without turning his head.

  Like this, the Wolf Tooth Army of 57 people was suddenly reduced to 43 people.

  As soon as Du Tianxing left, Feng Ke walked up and said to Lin Zifeng with a worried expression, "Zifeng, you're too soft-hearted. Life is like chess, when it's time to kill, you should kill, and when it's time to spare, you should spare."

  Lin Zifeng let out a bitter laugh, the thing he had been worried about had finally happened. The collapse of the Wolf's Fang Army caused them to lose nearly one-third of their strength overnight due to Cheng Hong's departure, making an already not very strong army even weaker.

  Lin Zi Feng reluctantly walked to Cheng Hong's grave, looking at the cold stone monument, faintly telling.

  "Cheng Hong, if it were you, what would you do? Maybe I should be like the original me, a bit selfish, find my own file and leave, no longer care about Langya Army. But now I can't put it down, I can't ignore Langya Army."

  Not far away, Feng Ke looked at Lin Zifeng, and a firm expression suddenly appeared in his eyes. The next moment, he turned around indignantly and merged into the night.

  He entered the dense forest and quickly headed east. Before long, he arrived at a small hill, where there were already more than a dozen people present. Feng Ke didn't say anything and walked straight towards them.