Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning

Chapter 585 - 262 Yiqi Qianqiu_3



Chapter 585: Chapter 262 Yiqi Qianqiu_3

“Ah…”

Yang Xiaoyun let out a long sigh, but then turned to Su Mo: “Jifeng Mountain is right within the territory of Wusheng Hall…”

Su Mo nodded.

Ji Shuhua’s arrival this time was actually quite timely. For Su Mo’s purposes, this reason was far better than the three missions that had been selected previously.

However, every time he thought of Ji Shuhua, Su Mo couldn’t help but feel melancholy.

Unfolding his palm, what he held was Ji Shuhua’s two hundred taels of silver note and that jade pendant.

The silver note was neatly folded, obviously well-preserved.

The jade pendant, however, was crystal clear, depicting a phoenix ready to soar.

Su Mo sighed and put these items into his chest pocket:

“Hero Ji, rest assured, I have accepted this escort mission and will not let you down!”

Looking up, he saw Fu Han Yuan and Hu Sandao who had already gathered around.

Su Mo reached out and picked up Ji Shuhua’s body.

“Chief, let us handle it.”

Fu Han Yuan and Hu Sandao hurried a step forward.

Su Mo nodded lightly: “First, make proper arrangements. Tomorrow, we’ll find a place with good feng shui to lay Hero Ji to rest.”

“Yes.”

The two men answered, taking the body and turning to leave.

Su Mo watched them go, standing in place for a long time, until Yang Xiaoyun took his hand:

“Jianghu is full of turbulence and deceit, Xiao Mo… you…”

“Sister Xiao Yun, I’m fine.”

Su Mo gently shook his head: “I just feel that someone like Ji Shuhua shouldn’t really be involved in Jianghu.

“He spent his life rushing about, all for the sake of friends.

“Yet, until his last breath, he never found a friend who could relieve him of his misfortune.”

“Perhaps… he just didn’t want to drag his friends into it?”

Yang Xiaoyun sighed: “However, you, as the world’s number one martial artist, are of course different from the others…”

“…”

For a moment, Su Mo didn’t know what to say.

The deceased is gone, Ji Shuhua’s thoughts in the instant between life and death are no longer ascertainable.

Thus, it is useless to ponder too much. Taking Yang Xiaoyun’s hand, he was about to leave when he paused to glance at Zhen Xiaoxiao, who was busily encouraging the wall.

“Alright, no matter how much you cheer it on, it won’t come back to life.”

Su Mo said: “For this month, half rations!”

“Ah!”

Zhen Xiaoxiao’s face turned pale, as he shakily looked up at Su Mo, wanting to argue rationally, but he chickened out:

“Xiao Xiao understands.”

Yang Xiaoyun couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Su Mo, telling Zhen Xiaoxiao: “He’s just teasing you.”

“Ah?”

Zhen Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked at Su Mo.

But Su Mo had already pulled Yang Xiaoyun and headed straight for the front hall.

This left Zhen Xiaoxiao somewhat confused, not knowing whether Su Mo was serious or just joking.

Looking at the wall full of cracks, he finally left, carefully, fearing that his own heavy step might completely collapse the wall.

Two and a half black-clothed men were still kneeling inside the front hall of Ziyang Escort Agency.

There were originally five assailants, two had died, and now there were two and a half left; the “half” one was knocked into the wall by Zhen Xiaoxiao’s One-legged Copper Man.

He was now slumped on the ground, still unconscious.

Liu Mo sat in a chair, staring at the three, and quickly stood up to greet the sound of approaching footsteps.

Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun took strides into the room and after scanning the men, took their respective seats.

Liu Mo did not see Fu Han Yuan and Hu Sandao, nor the one who had come to seek help tonight.

He knew what had happened.

His brow furrowed immediately, he walked behind the two black-clothed men, kicked them to the ground, and shouted sternly:

“Speak!”

The two black-clothed men looked at each other, silent.

Liu Mo immediately drew out his Overlord Mace, making as if to strike.

“Cough cough cough…”

Su Mo coughed: “You haven’t asked yet.”

Liu Mo was taken aback and then slapped his forehead, apologizing with a fist-palm salute to Su Mo:

“Chief, forgive me, I’ve been frequenting the Five Directions Gathering, spending too much time with those blockheads from Heavenly Blade Sect…”

When Su Mo heard this, he thought of Feng Baichuan and realized that it had indeed been a long time since he’d heard from him. He asked idly:

“Speaking of which, Feng Baichuan once said he would visit the escort agency. Has he come by since?”

“I do know this.”

Liu Mo replied: “When I visited the Five Directions Gathering, I would sometimes run into Brother Feng. The first time was a coincidence; I told him the Chief had gone to Dongcheng.

“Later when I went again, he seemed to be waiting there all the time, always asking me if the Chief had returned… I said no, and he just turned and walked away.”

“…”

Su Mo suddenly missed the people from Heavenly Blade Sect.

This entire sect, from top to bottom… was quite interesting indeed.

However, now was clearly not the time to discuss this matter. He lowered his gaze to the two black-clothed men on the ground:

“Ji Shuhua is dead, your methods are indeed formidable, but I wonder what origins you have?”

“…Heh.”

One of the black-clothed men sneered: “He brought it upon himself. If he had just handed over the items earlier, how would he have ended up like this?”

“Well reasoned.”

Su Mo nodded, but then snapped his fingers, issuing a humming sound.

One of the black-clothed men’s ears was gone:

“Though well-reasoned, are your ears just for decoration? I asked about your origins, not whether Hero Ji was to blame for his own misfortune.

“If the ears are of no use, then me helping to remove them is a mere trifle.”

The pain took its time to register in the black-clothed man’s mind, and fear suddenly filled his eyes, though he tried to act tough:

“A man can be killed… but not humiliated. As the revered best martial artist in Donghuang, is this pettiness the best you can do?”

“It appears you both are eager to experience my methods.”

Su Mo nodded, stood up, and approached them: “If that’s the case, please do enjoy.”

As he finished speaking, he pressed their Yutang Acupoints on their chests.

The next moment, the two men tumbled to the ground, utterly incapable of uttering a word.

Su Mo waved his hand: “Old Liu, take them away, watch them closely. I’ll question them another day.”

“Yes.”

Liu Mo complied, dragging the three men out.


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