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Chapter 42, Flying Knife (for further reading)

"is it?"

Chen Mo sneered, and immediately took out the 500 tael silver note from his pocket, and pushed it in front of the scholar-like old man.

"What do you mean?"

The old man's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

boom!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Chen Mo's robe was agitated, his blood was surging, and he took several steps in an instant, and he came to the old man in an instant.

"you……"

The old man wanted to speak out, but immediately felt a huge force pinching his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Who are you? A horse bandit? Or a member of the Taiping Sect?"

Chen Mo stared at the old man indifferently, his hands loosened slightly, and the old man suddenly had a chance to breathe.

"Don't kill me, I was instructed to do these things by others."

The old man took a deep breath, and then said tremblingly, he had no doubt that Chen Mo would kill him, because before, he saw Chen Mo wipe out a horse bandit stronghold with his own eyes.

Afterwards, the scholar-like old man told Chen Mo everything he knew, including his identity, that he was a member of the Taiping Sect lurking in Yuan'an County.

"You mean, the Taiping Sect and grass bandit forces will unite to capture Yuan'an County?"

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Mo's heart was shocked immediately. Immediately, he thought of what Liu Yang said before, even if everyone didn't go to suppress the bandits, these grassroots forces would unite to attack the city and plunder the land.

"I also heard from the people above."

The scholar-like old man replied fearfully, but in an instant, his expression froze.

Click!

Chen Mo broke the old man's neck instantly with his right hand, and the old man's body immediately fell limply to the ground.

"Your Excellency is so courageous that you dare to kill people in the county government!"

Suddenly, a furious voice sounded, and immediately, Chen Mo felt the vibration of the whole side room in the distance, before he had time to think, he stepped forward and turned into a sharp arrow and rushed out of the side room in an instant.

Rumble!
Just as Chen Mo rushed out of the side room, the whole side room collapsed in an instant, countless rubbles were reduced to ruins, and countless dust and mud were stirred up. Such a sudden movement suddenly alarmed everyone in the county office.

Whoosh!
Chen Mo didn't dare to stay, he jumped forward, stepped out again and again, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated.

"Where to go!"

boom!
The furious voice sounded from Chen Mo's ear again. From the corner of his vision, Chen Mo vaguely saw a middle-aged man in a white gown with a cold face closely following behind him.

"Seventh-rank blood refining, and must have exchanged blood three times!"

Feeling the majestic vitality of the middle-aged man, Chen Mo secretly guessed in his heart.

It's just a seventh-rank blood refiner, even if he has changed his blood three times, it is not enough to scare Chen Mo. What he is really afraid of is the master hidden in the county government office, who can take charge of the entire Yuan'an County, and there must be a sixth-rank internal organs in the county government office.

Whoosh!
A piercing sound rang in Chen Mo's ear, and then the silver light whistled, feeling an extreme chill, Chen Mo turned his head, and immediately found a silver light bombarding him.

Flying knife!

This is a throwing knife!

Using flying knives as weapons is rare among lower-rank martial artists, because lower-rank martial artists mainly train their bodies and use their physical strength to fight.

To use flying knives, not only do you have to specialize in a martial art about flying knives, but you can't control objects at the lower third rank, and flying knives are just consumables in their hands.

Naturally, using the flying knife also has its advantages, just like now, facing the roaring flying knife, Chen Mo had to stop to avoid it.

Chen Mo moved his footsteps, his body slid, and a touch of silver flew past him in an instant.

hum!
boom!
The flying knife slammed on a wall, and the terrifying force instantly blasted the wall into powder. If this knife slammed on a warrior, even a seventh-rank blood refiner who had exchanged blood twice would probably be severely injured.

Chen Mo's mind was clear, and his footsteps moved again and again. When the middle-aged man shot the second throwing knife, he immediately turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the night.

Whoosh!
A pale and cold middle-aged man in a white gown stood at the place where Chen Mo had just disappeared, looking around vigilantly, but the surroundings were dark and there was no trace of Chen Mo.

The middle-aged man stood for a while, but when he realized that there was no movement, he turned around and galloped towards the Yamen.

……

Chen Mo wandered around in Yuan'an County for half an hour, until the movement in the direction of the county government subsided, and then quietly returned to Wuyue Boxing Gym.

Inside the house, Chen Mo washed up and immediately calmed down.

This time when he ran into the county government office at night, he finally figured out the cause and effect of the incident. Although it was a bit dangerous, he was safe from danger, at least he understood the reason for the previous attack and killing.

Lying on the bed, Chen Mo moved his mind and entered the visualization again. At this time, the progress bar on the tripod had reached the 72% position, and it should take about ten days before he could obtain skill points again, and the Five Sacred Mountains Fist raised to the state of perfection.

The next day, Chen Mo just woke up, and the news that someone broke into the county government at night spread throughout Yuan'an County yesterday. This caused panic among the people of Yuan'an County, and it also became a topic of conversation after dinner.

For three days in a row, apart from eating and teaching Wuyuequan in the martial arts arena, Chen Mo stayed in the small courtyard to practice Guijia Kung Fu.

On this day, Chen Mo had just finished his breakfast when fourth senior brother Zhang Tianfang found him. Today is the day to escort the weapons to Fucheng.

Chen Mo followed the fourth senior brother Zhang Tianfang and headed in the direction of the Zhang family. Since it was not the first time he went to the Zhang family mansion, he was familiar with the road.

When Chen Mo and fourth senior brother Zhang Tianfang arrived in front of Zhang's mansion, they found five carriages parked in front of Zhang's mansion, which were filled with wooden boxes, and some people were binding iron nails to the boxes.

"Sixth Junior Brother, Seventh Junior Brother, it's up to you to escort the weapons this time!"

This time to escort the weapons to Fucheng, there are two eighth-rank bone refiners, Chen Mo and sixth senior brother Li Ren, and eight ninth-rank skin refiners.

Of course, they were only responsible for escorting the weapons to Fucheng. As for the final purchase and sale of weapons, the Zhang family sent a butler and other entourage to be responsible for this kind of thing.

"Fourth senior brother, don't worry, we will escort these weapons to Fucheng safely."

Li Ren said with a smile that it was not the first time for him to go to Fucheng, so he didn't have the slightest psychological pressure.

"Fourth senior brother, don't worry!"

Chen Mo also nodded slightly, and said with a smile.

Immediately, the three of them walked aside and chatted, waiting quietly for the rest of the Zhang family to load the weapons into the car.

Half an hour later, the five carriages were all filled with wooden boxes, and the others were ready to go.

"You two young heroes, I will rely on you on this journey!"

The housekeeper accompanying the Zhang family was an old man wearing a brown robe with a kind face. When he saw Chen Mo and Li Ren, he immediately cupped his fists and said respectfully.

(End of this chapter)