Chapter 686 Interweaving (refreshed in 40 minutes)
The wind was still whining, mixed with the slightly heavy breathing of the people around it.
Also no response.
It's like no one exists at all.
One breath.
Two breaths.
no response.
Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes under the mask became a little more dangerous. He waved his hand outward, and the bamboo hat in his hand suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, it turned into a gray shadow and smashed forward like a meteorite.
Wu Chou's huge power exploded instantly, and there was a burning smell in the air.
Just a moment.
A figure suddenly appeared and stretched his arms forward heavily.
boom!
Under the huge force, the tattered bamboo hat turned into ashes all over the sky on the spot.
The aftermath of the violent collision spread outward like ripples.
Without waiting for the sudden appearance of the gray shadow to react, Lin Mo unexpectedly flashed in front of him.
Under the debris of the bamboo hat, a hand suddenly stretched out.
It was like it was stretched instantly, imprinted directly on his chest.
"you……??"
Gray Shadow is a middle-aged man with gray hair, his appearance is somewhat vicissitudes of life, and there is a heavy scratch as long as his index finger between his eyebrows.
At this moment, he didn't expect this scene at all. His eyes were filled with astonishment, and his pupils were like needles. He only had time to cross his arms, trying to lock the arms in front of him.
Under the terrifying force, the latter's raised arm was directly blasted into his chest.
boom!
The masonry underfoot collapsed on the spot, and the flying debris filled the air with lime mist.
When the fog dispersed, Lin Mo held the gray-haired man with a painful expression in his hand.
The latter's two arms were bent in irregular shapes, like twists, hanging down on both sides, and his expression was extremely painful.
Just like the beautiful woman just now, she is just as vulnerable.
In fact, the opponent's level has only just reached the level of True Lord Three Tribulations, which can barely be regarded as the level of Great True Lord. At the same time, he has not practiced horizontal training and physical training.
Facing Lin Mo at this time, both strength and speed were almost crushed.
Of course he can be killed easily.
Seriously speaking, he has been conquering across borders all the way, and now he relies on his realm to suppress others.
The result was uneventful, just a direct crush...
"Tell me where the owner of the Black Hand Building is." Lin Mo glanced at the person in his hand, raised him up and said softly.
The latter opened his mouth, his expression extremely ugly, and he whimpered twice but could not say a word.
"You tell me." Lin Mo was not angry, and turned to look at a middle-aged man in a Chinese suit not far away.
The latter wears a jade ring on his waist, and his clothes are mainly yellow and red. They are very exquisite. Even if he wears a mask on his face, he can tell that he has a good temperament and that he is a person in a high position.
But at this moment, the opponent's legs were trembling, and he was about to cry without tears under his mask.
It is true that his status is not low, but he is just a customer who comes to this black-hand building to issue tasks. Now it is his first time to see the world, so how could he expect to be like this?
Afraid of getting slapped, he immediately pointed at the gray-haired middle-aged man with a very respectful attitude:
"Senior, if you are looking for the owner of this rotten black-hand building... he should be the one in your hands... Murong Xiao, nicknamed the Iron Hand by the Jianghu people..."
"Um?"
Lin Mo frowned slightly and his eyes fell on the hands of the person in his hands.
The arm that curved in a weird arc and looked like it was completely broken at first glance was indeed a light gray color, and the muscle lines were also unusually full...
"you sure?"
The middle-aged man in rich clothes was startled by the sudden question. He immediately gritted his teeth and whispered: "I am just a guest here. I had a relationship with Murong Xiao not long ago, so I dare to risk my life."
Lin Mo was startled and looked at the person in his hand again.
He had no idea that this dignified Black Hand Building was a large-scale branch of the Ten Thousand Bones Forest, and that the owner of the building was actually the Three Tribulations Great True Lord.
With such strength, he seriously doubted that this Black Hand Tower had a lot of water.
After all, with this strength ratio, a Four Tribulations Great True Lord can divide this place into buildings and wipe out the entire family. If he wants to take orders to kill people, it feels better if he doesn't get killed...
"Senior, you should have come here to take over the position of building owner, right?" At this moment, a voice appeared in my ear.
Among the crowd, an old man with white hair walked out.
The other person was not wearing a mask, and he was already quite old. However, he could tell that he was very strong when he was young, but now he has shrunk and is about 1.9 meters tall.
There is a black cloth blindfold over his left eye, and he holds a black wooden curved snake staff in his hand.
Lin Mo smelled a very complex medicinal smell from this person, which was very familiar.
If it's not bad, the opponent should be a poison master.
This kind of person is not very strong, but it is very troublesome to deal with him.
But for him, it's just the rest.
But it is also a good thing that someone who can speak comes out.
Lin Mo took one last look at the gray-haired middle-aged man named Murong Xiao and threw him aside.
"Who are you? Can you make the decision here?"
The old man with the eyepatch glanced at Murong Xiao, who was dying and almost useless. His expression was solemn, he took half a step forward and nodded:
"My name is Shangguan Que. I have lived in this building temporarily for ten years. I can be considered a master."
"Looks like you found the right person."
Lin Mo's eyes softened slightly and he pointed at the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him:
"Since this person is the owner of this place, according to the rules, the weak will eat the strong, so I should take his place now?"
"Yes." The old man with the eyepatch hesitated for a moment, but he didn't expect that the fierce man in front of him really came for the position of the host, and said:
"According to the rules, if the poster is defeated, the defeater will be the new poster."
"This rule is good, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive." After Lin Mo confirmed it, he was in a good mood, which meant that the purpose of this trip had been completed.
"Next, tell me about the situation here in detail." He said softly.
"Yes! This is exactly what I am responsible for." Shangguan Que bowed slightly and responded respectfully.
The black hand building is a tool, which is relative to the main building.
Therefore, the control system is very weak.
However, whether the tool is good or bad, the key is that it can be used.
He acts as a maintenance tool, responsible for maintaining the most basic order of the Mafia Tower.
Like the Black Hand Building here, the original owner of the building was a golden leopard. Not only was he powerful, but he was also superb in concealed weapon skills. However, he failed in one mission and turned into a handful of loess.
The next Murong Xiao was selected from the shorter ones by Shangguan Que and was promoted first.
I just didn't expect that the latter had not sat quietly for a few months before he met a ruthless person and was left half disabled.
But this seems to be fine. With a ruthless person, the subsequent tasks should be completed easily, and the performance will at least be guaranteed.
Thinking of this, Shangguan Que looked even more respectful.
In the deepest part of the valley, there is a black hall.
Shangguan Que led the way and brought Lin Mo into it.
At the front of the palace is a wall similar to a lattice pavilion. Many have open doors, and there are men and women inside, looking anxious.
"This is the Information Hall and the Mission Hall. Normally, mission information below the True Lord is received and exchanged directly here." Shangguan Que led Lin Mo along the side walkway and continued walking deeper into the palace.
Towards the back of the walkway, it actually began to extend upwards. When light finally appeared, it turned out to be a stone platform.
The stone platform is located on the rock wall of the valley, with a very wide view, and you can have an unobstructed view of the continuous black houses below.
When Lin Mo looked out from here, he could still see the swirling and circling Lugu Wind on the Lugu Plain outside the valley.
"It's a nice scenery here." He wore a pure white mask, his hands behind his back, and his eyes were calm.
Before coming here, both his breath and body had been processed and disguised.
Shangguan Que walked out from behind and whispered:
"Owner, the information about the replacement of the owner of the Blackhand Building in the Withered Bone Plains has been sent to this building. Now you can enjoy the information privileges and the mission commission privileges."
"Are you threatening me?" Lin Mo said in a calm voice:
"You can contact the main building directly. It seems that the intelligence capabilities of the Black Hand Building are beyond my imagination."
"I don't dare." Shangguan Que suddenly knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists:
"This is just a normal process. The main building does not even have the right to interfere with the position of the sub-building owner."
"Whether you interfere or not, it actually doesn't matter."
Lin Mo shook his head, held up the pure white mask on his face, and said calmly:
"The separate building in the main building is just a tool, and it is just a tool to me. Only when a tool is useful can someone cherish it."
"You should be glad that you are still useful and valuable."
Shangguan Que lowered his head, the expression on his face changed.
He could feel that the other party did not deliberately exaggerate his remarks.
And the degree of ruthlessness shown by the latter was indeed even greater than that of an old killer whose hands were stained with countless blood.
"Don't worry, I will abide by the rules of Mafia House."
Lin Mo looked at the endless plain of yellow sand and bones in the distance.
"People cannot stand without rules. The strong actually prefer to follow the rules than the weak."
The reason is simple, rules are always made by the strong.
"I know that in each branch of the Black Hand Building, there will be missions assigned by the main building. You don't have to worry about this."
"Now you just need to serve me and do your own thing seriously."
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and landed on the latter's shoulder.
Unabashedly plant a simple curse seal.
The severe pain caused the latter's body to tremble wildly, but the other party remained silent.
Big beads of sweat dripped to the ground.
"You know what I want. I want information. Whether it's Ten Thousand Bones Forest, or the outside world of Great Zhou, or the Sea Clan, I want to know everything big or small."
There are two or three big cats and kittens in this black-hand building, but their strength is just that. What really catches his eye is the chain of sub-buildings, which can quickly transmit information to each other.
"Yes, it's just how should I contact the poster..." Shangguan Que endured the severe pain in his body and tried to keep his voice steady.
"I can feel the mark you planted on me."
Lin Mo gently dropped a sentence, retracted his hand, said no more, tiptoed, and jumped up like a big bird, jumping down from the high platform.
It was as light and fluttering as a piece of paper, stepping on the wind, falling to the ground, turning into black spots in the blink of an eye, and disappearing at the mouth of the valley.
Shangguan Que slowly stood up, looked at Lin Mo who had disappeared, and touched his neck.
Feeling the iron-like pain coming from the wound, the original self-comforting mood was completely shattered.
He finally understood that this person claimed to follow the rules the most, but in fact, he only followed his own rules...
Do whatever you want, do whatever you want, it all depends on your own will.
The level of unscrupulousness is even greater than that of the previous poster, Golden Leopard!
But the strength is so terrifying...
He withdrew his eyes full of hatred, turned around and walked towards the mountain road.
I'm here to collect information.
"You guessed it right, that little guy really reported the news."
Wanyicheng, a remote and quiet courtyard.
A man wearing a green robe and a green gold hair ornament was arranging his clothes in front of a flower-and-bird bronze mirror.
His face was so gentle that his gender could not even be identified, and he nodded gently at this moment.
"It seems that you do have a problem with the discipline on Jinli Island. If it were us, we would have been planted with the Three Corpses Mingshen Needle and trained properly."
When he first started speaking, it was clearly a man's voice, but now it was a charming female voice!
"There is no way. This person is just like your geniuses who have the appearance of immortals. They will always receive some preferential treatment, and then develop such a temperament and grow crooked." Ma Shouyi tapped the desk and picked up a cup on the table.
Fragrant tea, took a few sips.
"But this is good, it saves us trouble."
He was still planning on how to instigate the latter with the simplest means, but he did not expect that his third prince would not disappoint him.
"Since this person has been determined to be necessary, the process is actually not important anymore." Ma Shouyi sighed softly, and Shi Shiran stood up:
"But as far as I know, the person you sent to talk things over before was beaten to death if he didn't agree with what he said. It shows that the other person has a violent temper. I may have to use some drastic measures. I hope you understand."
"Yes." The man in green changed into a male voice and nodded with deep understanding:
"This may be the shortcoming of practicing the new method. When you reach his level, there are no Taoist ancestors and ten immortals to guide you, and the possibility of going astray is greater. Your temperament changes, and it is normal for you to no longer suppress your nature in the unknown place.
"
This is actually the reason why they look down on Chi County's new law and alienated martial arts.
The so-called new method directly throws away the most critical concept of the Qianyu Realm method, which is simply abandoning the basic and chasing the weak.
At the beginning, you may be able to suppress your body's desire for the great road with some means, but the further you go, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes.
If you are not careful, you will go crazy.
However, this is extremely friendly to them. With a little effort, these people can be attracted by temptation.
This is the Great Dao Chaozong!
"Tao Ancestor...Ten Immortals...are indeed worthy of awe." Ma Shou nodded. "Don't worry, as far as I know, this person attaches great importance to his family's sect. In this way, he can at least calm the other party.
Please take action and talk to me then."
He said and sighed.
He actually doesn't like this method. After all, in the world of martial arts, it is a tacit understanding that no harm will come to the family.
It's a pity that he has given up too much in order to make a breakthrough. Compared with those, this kind of moral concept is nothing at all.
"Yes. I will take action. That's why I'm here." The tone changed to a charming female voice.
The man in green robe put the bronze mirror in his hand,
"Over there, don't kill all of his so-called family members, otherwise a big change may directly stimulate his transformation."
"I understand, it's appropriate." Ma Shou said. After he finished speaking, he hesitated:
"I would like to ask Lord Green Envoy, this person may have great strength and talent, but how can he be worthy of such a big fight?"
"This is not my decision." The charming female voice, the sound line is extremely soft, it makes people's hearts itch.
"This person was personally decided by Lord Tu Fang, and his words are of great use to the grand plan. Who can point his fingers?"