Chương 295: Corpse

In the late Qing Dynasty, there had been a lot of legends in East China Sea City.

Martial arts master, swordsman, ancient assassin, etc. In other words, there were all kinds of powerful men who could break the gun and iron with bare hands.

It was a sad era.

But... similarly, it was an extremely bright era.

The vast majority of Chinese people were enslaved and treated as mud...

But there were also some Chinese people, under this kind of turbulent situation, they got so mixed up with wind and rain so that foreigners dared not provoke them.

However, as the years went by and the times changed, many legends that had passed down had become myths and become illusory. Especially in modern times, when people heard those legends, they just shook their heads slightly, revealing a touch of indifference.

It seemed as though they regarded themselves as the people of had seen many things already.