It's getting late.
On the busy Nantong Street, there was a sudden explosion on the second floor of a luxurious restaurant.
boom!
Under the terrifying force, countless precious wood and tiles shattered, and large swaths of gray fog covered the sky, splashing like waves hitting rocks.
"ah!"
"ah!"
There was an angry roar, followed by a painful groan.
boom!
There was another loud noise.
The entire restaurant has a total of four floors, but starting from the third floor, everything collapsed and the second floor was destroyed.
The masonry dust and mist fell downwards with a crashing sound, and among them were dozens of black shadows desperately running away.
Even a fool knows that something big is going on, and a master is taking action openly in the city.
Boom!
There was another dull sound of fists and kicks clashing.
Wang Yuanbai spit out a mouthful of blood and turned pale. After receiving a hard punch, he felt that his entire arm had lost all feeling and was as soft as noodles.
This is a shattering of bones and muscles...
He looked at the figure playing with the golden wheel opposite, feeling horrified.
How can you fight an enemy with one hand and directly crush yourself?
Without even thinking about it, Ruohao's face turned maroon red, and the aura on his body became several degrees stronger.
Secret skill: Yuan Shan!
Wang Yuanbai's eyes seemed to be filled with fire. With a flick of his feet, a deep pit as big as a basin collapsed under his feet.
It exploded like lightning in an instant, shooting out of the building to establish the realm of destiny. However, the speed of this explosion exceeded that of ordinary masters.
only……
"The Black Buddha said that you are destined to be a Buddha."
A gentle sigh.
At the moment when Wang Yuanbai was leaping in the air, his whole body suddenly froze as if he had fallen into a quagmire.
All movement came to an abrupt halt.
Then...a golden light flashed.
puff!
ah! !
A wail of agony.
Wang Yuanbai fell to the ground like a rag bag, and his two thick arms flew to other places in the splashing blood.
puff!
The golden arc flashed again, like countless golden threads passing through.
Blood spurted out from countless blood ports. Wang Yuanbai's entire body turned red instantly, and then he began to twitch involuntarily.
The golden wheel bombardment just now severed dozens of tendons on his body. In other words, it is now difficult to even exert force.
Wang Qingrong, who was not far away, was startled, looking at his brother who looked like a blood bag, his delicate body trembling.
He didn't realize it at all, and his genius brother became like this just because he couldn't breathe.
ah!
A scream.
Wang Qingrong didn't dare to look any longer and ran out suddenly. She's going to call someone! She wants revenge!
She couldn't beat the man in front of her, but her husband could!
Fear, fear, anger, and a mixture of emotions surged in his heart, and his whole body trembled and rushed outward.
But just when one foot stepped out of the gray mist, his legs suddenly hurt, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Then someone picked up his feet and pulled him back.
ah!
Another scream!
The street here is adjacent to the main office, so the powerful Sergeant Zhou Sheng soon came to surround him.
But before they could be surrounded, a tall figure stepped on the eaves and rushed over quickly.
This man was dressed in ordinary gray robes, and his aura was so powerful that it distorted the air around him.
"stop?!"
Before he even got close, there was a roar!
It directly shocked the people in the surrounding streets.
"hehe!"
A chuckle.
The same figure jumped to the eaves without covering its face. It looked at the approaching gray-robed man with a smile, clasped its hands together in a Buddhist salute, and disappeared into the night.
The figure in gray robe wanted to go up and pursue him, but feeling the aura that still existed in the ruins, he finally gave up and jumped down.
After seeing the scene below, his face instantly turned cold and his breath became unstable.
"Brother Chi, I'm sorry, the other person is a black Buddhist, named Jinlun Sijing."
In less than a breath, a middle-aged man in white suddenly appeared next to the man in gray robe.
This man's eyebrows were extremely long, almost reaching his cheeks. He had only one arm, and on his only arm were two gray finger tigers.
He glanced at the two people in the field. The man had lost both arms and his tendons were cut. He didn't know how long it would take to recover from his injuries. If there was no chance encounter, he would be considered useless. The woman was better, but her cultivation was also broken and her legs were crushed. Broken, I'm afraid I'll have to live in a wheelchair.
It's really miserable.
He knew both of them, they were Chi Chongqian's common wife and brother-in-law.
I don't know when, the raindrops as thin as cow hair drifted away, carrying an inexplicable coldness.
The man in white looked at the man next to him with an incomprehensible expression.
"Brother Chi, if you want to check, I can help..."
Halfway through his words, he paused. When he saw Chi Zhongqian suddenly turned his head and kept looking at one place, he followed suit.
His expression became serious.
Not far away, next to the street.
A burly figure, wearing a black robe and holding a red paper umbrella, stood in the drizzle and looked at the two people quietly.
He has white hair, fair and delicate skin, his facial features are as sharp as a knife, and his eyes are even deeper, giving people an inexplicable sense of danger.
Chi Zhongqian withdrew his gaze and looked at the person at his feet.
"No need, let's stop here."
The person who took action this time was undoubtedly a member of the Black Buddhism, but he knew very well who was behind it.
But there was no way, he had no evidence.
Sometimes the word evidence is so pale that it is worse than waste paper, but sometimes, it has to be needed.
"That's fine." The one-armed man in white nodded, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face, "I will find a few famous pharmacists in the yamen to help..."
The words were not finished.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The sound source comes from Beicheng District.
A huge fire suddenly shot up into the sky.
That direction...
The two of them glanced at each other subconsciously, their expressions changed drastically, and they tiptoed in an instant and shot into the distance.
He ignored the people on the ground and rushed directly towards Beicheng District.
Because that direction is Sitong City Warehouse Distribution Center!
In the drizzle.
The rain streaked across the ridge of the umbrella and fell to the ground.
Lin Mo was always there, watching Si Jing take action, watching Chi Zhongqian arrive, and finally watching them leave.
Finally, his eyes passed through the crowd, passed through the rain curtain, and landed on Wang Qingrong and the two in the ruins, and there was a hint of emotion in his heart.
This is the weak.
When faced with top-down power, if you don't even have the strength to protect yourself, no matter how thick the barrier is or how strong the protection is, everything will appear so unbearable and weak.
Even those proud barriers and protections will turn against one another and become weapons that harm oneself.
Lin Mo withdrew his gaze, sighing and warning himself at the same time.
So no matter what time, the only one you can truly rely on is yourself.
"Longshou, we have found out the news. Not long ago, someone set up thunder and fire, blowing up the warehouse in the north. Now the fire is spreading across several streets, and the water is pouring..." A burly man behind him The strong man tiptoed forward and whispered.
Speaking of the latter, even he felt a little palpitated, the fire was too great.
"The warehouse...the fire...just now." Lin Mo narrowed his eyes.
"Take some people, move to the side, and save as many people as you can."
"This...is." The strong man was a little confused, and then his expression changed slightly as if he thought of something. Without saying anything, he immediately held his hands and retreated.
Lin Mo looked at the distance that was still full of red light, and his pale face was illuminated by the light.
He didn't know if the fire just now had anything to do with Si Jing.
But it can be confirmed that if this matter involves too much, he...may be involved.
The people who had an enmity with him were killed by the Black Buddhism, and at this time, the entire county's warehouse was burned down.
Two things alone are nothing, but when put together, they can give rise to dangerous ideas.
It’s easy to be used as a source of trouble by those who are interested...
He is not afraid to speculate on others with the utmost malice. He was very familiar with this method, having appeared many times in the Water Margin he had watched in his previous life. Forced towards Qian Yu? Maybe, it's just a trial...?
It's okay if he guessed it right. Once a person dies, everything will be settled.
But if he guessed wrong and this incident was just a coincidence, should he live with himself now?
After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly realized that even if it was an accident, he had no other way to deal with it.
Because he still needs the identity of a Lingtai Sect disciple.
so……
Lin Mo took a deep breath, moved the tip of his nose, and looked in another direction.
The night there is quiet, the wind and moon are just right, and there are even a few stars in the night sky. Take a step forward.
So he made a mistake.
Since the body has become the leaves bathed in the sun, it should not be contaminated by these filthy darkness.
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Mo immediately held a red umbrella and rushed towards the south.
It is normal to make mistakes. He is not a saint and it is impossible not to make mistakes.
As long as errors occur, they can be corrected promptly.
Fortunately, he had the foresight to leave a tracking scent on the other party.
This kind of spice is an ordinary poisonous fragrance, which is combined with poisonous laws. Therefore, it is very long-lasting and cannot be washed away even if you clean yourself.
He was a little embarrassed at first.
After all, Si Jing not only ran around with him on weekdays, but also talked about everything he knew, with a look of complete surrender, which can be said to be very useful.
Sometimes I play chess with him to relieve his boredom, and he is considered a half-friend.
But he didn't expect that today... The half-hearted shame in Lin Mo's heart disappeared, and his body speed accelerated again.
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At this time, there was a small shop in Nancheng District.
On the surface it is a rice shop, but in fact it is a gambling house that has been in existence for several years.
No one knows who the master is behind the scenes, and no one cares.
Because there are many small gambling houses like this in the city, usually some powerful family gangs will run them.
After all, if you do it privately, you can save a lot of taxes, which is a lot of money.
If we engage in some loan sharking business, the consequences will be even bigger.
At this time, outside the small door of the shop, from time to time, angry and red-eyed gamblers turned around, and then tried to enter, but were beaten by the concierge again, and then directly thrown out.
There were also people walking in with arms around each other, gearing up and getting ready to go to work, laughing.
Soon, the sound of dice clicking was heard in the shop, as well as crying, laughing and cursing.
But no one knows that behind such noisy excitement, there is a very private courtyard.
There are eyes everywhere here, and every pair of eyes is cold and ruthless, and their gaze is like lightning.
Examine everything around you.
Even a bird flying by will attract countless gazes.
At this time, in the courtyard, a half-meter-high black Buddha statue sat in the center.
The Buddha is a normal image with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wearing a glazed cassock and smiling.
Sit cross-legged and hold the Buddha's seal with your hands.
The only thing that is not strange is the smile. It is obviously very gentle, but if ordinary people look at it for a long time, they will find that the smile becomes more and more exaggerated, and the corners of the mouth continue to stretch to both sides.
It gives people a great sense of weirdness.
This is...Black Buddha Manicha.
At this time, six or seven people were sitting around the Black Buddha.
They are Sitong City, the last elite of black Buddhism, and their mission is to spread morality and convert believers.
Originally, the task was quite arduous. Every once in a while, eggs, meat, health products, etc. would be distributed to attract the elderly and women and hold Taoism meetings.
But later on, when Baiyundao was destroyed, there was no one in charge of this kind of activities, so things became quiet.
But fortunately, what I did today has made up for all the slack from the previous days.
Thinking of this, they looked at Si Jing in the center with respect.
If the other party had not restrained several experts from the imperial court in the city, brought waterless fire oil, Tianleizi, and acted decisively, it can be said that they would not have been able to accomplish such a feat.
What's a little surprising is that even though the big thing has been accomplished, the adult in front of him doesn't seem happy.
At this time, Si Jing sat cross-legged on one side and looked at the people beside him.
"Do you really want to go to this extent?"
Si Jing said in a very low voice.
"What is this level? Everything is guided by the Black Buddha Manika. Everything we do is compassionate. If you have questions, it is disrespectful."
The man next to him was wearing a black monk's robe. He was extremely thin, with sunken eye sockets and fleshless cheeks. He was only 1.56 meters tall, and his two palms were pitch black. Although he looked ugly, when he spoke, he spoke one truth after another. Amazing words.
If people from the Zishan Sect were to see it, they would inevitably eat his flesh and blood.
Because he was the great protector of Black Buddhism who assassinated the crazy monk and met him secretly.
This person has a weird personality and radical methods. He likes to play with people's hearts. Usually, even among black Buddhists, he is not very popular.
After the South was pacified, he had nothing to do. Knowing that Si Jing was going back to Sitong, he followed him.
"I mean, we can definitely proceed step by step, there is no need to be so radical..."
Si Jing took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and looked at the stars in the sky.
"Haha, what does radical mean?"
An Yu rubbed his chin, a weird smile appeared on his face.
"Burn down the Sitong City warehouse, then cut off the surrounding road transportation, stranding the city, and then use experts to enter the city to intimidate, spread food widely, and win people's hearts. This is the strategy set by the Little Buddha. We will proceed in order. How radical.”
"You understand that's not what I'm talking about..." Si Jing frowned.
What he originally wanted was to use favors on Lin Mo and slowly trap him. The two of them communicated secretly, and then when the real situation came, he would be introduced to the religion.
But everything was destroyed by An Yu's unauthorized decision.
The other party actually burned down the warehouse while he was out on business, hoping to frame Lin Mo and force him to choose between the righteous path and black Buddhism...
This behavior was very decisive, but they did not consider at all what they would do if they really went on a business trip...
"Have you never considered the consequences of this failure?" Si Jing suppressed his emotions and asked bitterly.
He knew Lin Mo's potential and the real evil hidden in his heart, so he spared no effort to win over him.
But everything was ruined by a secret encounter!
"The result of failure?" An Yu was a little surprised, "If you fail, you fail. What I'm actually more interested in is, when you really have a hard time to argue, what will you choose? Haha, you will choose to take the loss and join Are we still helpless to explain to the court and the sect?
It’s really interesting…”
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