Chapter 273

Standing in front of the glass window.

Young Master Ao looked down at everything downstairs.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Old Ma is really sensible!"

That was a very high praise.

It was also a sign of acceptance.

The people around him laughed.

At this moment, he saw the young man, the owner of the spirit cat, turn around and leave.

Ma Baobao\'s subordinates stepped forward at the same time, intending to take down the spirit cat.

In the end, the spirit cat jumped up and landed on its master\'s shoulder.

At the same time, the young man turned around and looked at the bodyguards without fear with a smile on his face.

"Good treasure!" Young Master Ao ignored everything. His eyes were completely occupied by the spirit cat\'s strong figure.

He knew that His Majesty would definitely like such a spirit cat!

Moreover...

"It\'s a waste of such a spiritual item in the hands of mortals!"

Such a spirit cat might be able to awaken and transform into a human as long as it was taken good care of.

It was all because he could have more face in front of His Majesty.

Thus, Young Master Ao smiled and put his hands behind his back.

The people beside him immediately understood.

They made phone calls one by one and used the same suggestive tone to hint to the nearby police system to not work so hard.

They used this to create opportunities for Ma Baobao\'s bodyguards.

They didn\'t need to delay for too long. A few minutes was enough.

When the spirit cat was in their hands, they could just go to court.

After going to court, they could report a death and admit compensation.

The transcendent being who controlled resources and wealth didn\'t care about losing money.

Was 10,000 enough?

What about 100,000?!

As long as the Blackguard didn\'t interfere, this matter would be like this.

Even if the Blackguard interfered, they would only lose a little more.

Money was not a problem!

Even if things got out of hand and something really happened, the bodyguards would be the ones to take the blame. Even Ma Baobao would be fine.

This was also the ability that their circle had evolved from playing cat and mouse with the Blackguard for 200 years.

Good!

We will abide by the law!

Good!

If we did something wrong, we will admit defeat. We will arrest those who should be arrested, punish those who should be punished, and scold those who should be scolded.

As long as they didn\'t directly confront the Blackguard, the Blackguard couldn\'t do anything to them.

At most, they would go to Beihai for a few years.

As long as they were still alive.

However, Young Master Ao and his men didn\'t know.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Blackguard headquarters in Jiangcheng City had already dropped to the freezing point!

"How dare they!"

Looking at the image uploaded by the surveillance camera, the expression of the Chief of the Blackguard branch, Xia Ping, instantly became extremely interesting.

Especially when he saw the cat goddess, he jumped on the shoulder of the owner of the bookstore.

When the owner of the bookstore turned around.

Xia Ping felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

The end of the world seemed to be right in front of them.

He knew how terrifying that target was.

Was Duke Evie fierce?

He had barbecued skewers!

Was the werewolf race strong enough?

Now, they were all brainless and heartless beasts, and they would never be able to turn over a new leaf!

The bloodline curse was a terrifying thing. It went straight to the source and cursed an entire race!

The thirteen witches of the feast were reformed by him and immediately became law-abiding citizens.

The leader of the Beast Sect had become a volunteer because of his words.

"How dare they!"

"How dare you!" Xia Ping was about to cry.

He picked up the phone in a flurry and immediately dialed, "General Situ! General Situ! Help! "

"Look at the surveillance! Quick, look at the surveillance! "

"What should we do?"

"What should we do?"

Xia Ping seemed to have seen the end of the world.

The earth was wailing, and the sky was cracking.

Countless meteors were piercing through the atmosphere.

That was a very likely thing to happen!

Because the mysterious owner of the bookstore had the strength and ability to do so.

After all, even time and space could be played with by him.

It would be easy for him to do that!

…..

Situ He turned on the screen in his quiet room.

Then, he swallowed his saliva.

"Bastard! Bastard! "

The blood pressure of the general of the Blackguard instantly soared.

He knew better than Xia Ping how terrifying this terrifying owner of the bookstore was!

Because he didn't even need to make a move himself.

He didn't even need to summon his servants, those extremely terrifying monsters.

However, if the 13 Witches of the Feast and the leader of the Beast Sect in this city found out about this matter, they would definitely die.

What would they do when their master was humiliated and their subjects died?

The thirteen witches of the feast, activating the forbidden secret technique, was enough to produce destruction comparable to the full strength of the commander-in-chief!

The leader of the Beast Sect had transformed into a true terrifying dark monster.

Even the commander-in-chief might not be able to subdue him in an instant.

Not to mention that if they wanted to take revenge, there must be a terrifying monster supporting them from behind.

Whoever stopped them would be the same as the plot in the novel.

They would beat their grandson and provoke their grandfather.

But unlike the novel, this grandfather had never been beaten by the protagonist.

Therefore, even the Blackguard had no choice but to watch from the sidelines.

They were allowed to vent.

Because they couldn't afford to provoke them!

Moreover, if it was only the witches of the feast and the Beast Sect who made a move, that would be the best ending.

"Immediately! Immediately! "Situ He picked up the phone and immediately ordered," Everyone gather! "

"Within ten minutes, I want to see all the blackguards completely seal off the target area!"

But at this moment, a new change appeared on the surveillance screen.

Situ He looked at the scene on the surveillance screen.

He collapsed weakly.

"It's over... everything is over..."

…..

Ling Ping 'an looked at the bodyguards who were approaching him fearlessly.

He put down the shopping bag in his hand and patted the kitten, Bastet, on his shoulder, "Little Darling, don't be afraid..."

"In broad daylight, they won't dare to do anything!"

The law had enough power to protect him.

This was something that Ling Ping 'an had known since he was a child.

Those who broke the law would be punished!

Therefore, he looked at the bodyguards and said calmly, "Do you know that you're doing something illegal?"

When the bodyguards heard this, they all laughed.

Of course they knew!

They were breaking the law.

But, so what?

At most, they would apologize and compensate with money.

How could commoners know about the extravagance and extravagance of the rich?

If they beat you up, they would compensate you with 100,000 yuan, okay?

If they beat you up, they would compensate you with a million yuan, okay? So what if they went in for a few more years?

Money could make the devil push the millstone!

When the power of money was strong to a certain extent, it could even make the devil push the millstone!

The eyesight and knowledge of an ordinary person were limited.

They would never know how terrifying a rich person could be when they had enough wealth!

The law would always be able to intimidate people.

It would also always have its boundaries and limitations, and there would always be places that could be used by people.

And the rich would always be able to find flaws and loopholes.

They made the legislators cry, the law enforcers feel helpless, and countless people sigh.

This was the reality!

No matter how perfect the law was, there would always be loopholes.

Because the legislators could only protect the majority of people.

The bodyguards had naturally seen countless cases.

Therefore, they all laughed.

Ma Baobao put his hands behind his back, calm and composed.

He felt that victory was in his grasp, and everything was under his control.

Ring, ring, ring …

At this moment, his phone rang.

Ma Baobao picked it up and took a look. It was a call from Young Master Ao\'s trusted aide that he had bribed.

"Mr. Ma …"

"Young Master praised you just now …"

"I already said that you\'re Old Ma …"

Ma Baobao\'s eyes lit up as he listened.

Old Ma …

This title really made him excited.

Therefore, he made a decision that would make him suffer for the rest of his life. It was also the best decision he thought under the current circumstances.

He hung up the phone and looked at the young man who looked extremely thin and weak, who was surrounded by bodyguards.

He gently raised his palm and quietly circulated his strength.

"Shadowless Palm!" He chanted softly and slowly walked over.

As a famous ancient martial artist, he had been immersed in fist techniques for decades and had long cultivated inner strength.

"Young man …" he said with a smile, "Why don\'t you know what\'s good for you?"

He walked out from the group of bodyguards and slapped.

Ma Baobao was full of confidence.

Because in his opinion, it was impossible and impossible for that young man to block his palm.

This was the Shadowless Palm!

Inner strength!

Once it hit, the recipient would not be affected for the time being. But as time passed, within three to five days, the inner strength would explode. It was normal for him to be bedridden for a few years.

And this was also Ma Baobao\'s proof of allegiance.

He wanted to use this method to continue to explain that he could do anything for Young Master Ao!

Including doing this kind of behavior that risked being punished by the Blackguard.

...

Ling Ping\ 'an looked at the old man, pushed his bodyguards away, and then lightly slapped out with his palm.

"Shadowless Palm!" He chanted.

Ling Ping\ 'an subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Then, he grabbed his hand.

Was this the so-called\ '18th generation successor of Tai Chi Xingyi\'?

Ling Ping\ 'an frowned and slightly exerted force at the same time.

Ah!

The other party screamed!

"As expected..." Ling Ping\ 'an thought in his heart, "Another pretentious criminal..."

When he was in university, he had met a person who claimed to be an ancient martial arts grandmaster.

He played tricks in front of him for a long time.

Then, he gently exerted force and the other party fell.

That was it? That was it!

At that time, he was very surprised. Later, he found out that the grandmaster had been living in the flattery of others.

His so-called actual combat was all an actor\'s act.

It was like the emperor\'s new clothes.

Until he met an innocent child like him who didn\'t act with him...

Now, this person was the same?

Ling Ping\ 'an felt that these ancient martial arts circles were really complicated.

Thus, he gently let go of the other party.

"Old sir..." Ling Ping\ 'an smiled and said, "It seems that your martial arts are not good at all!"

The moment he let go, the other party staggered back a few steps.

Then, the old man and his bodyguards all looked over in disbelief.

Ling Ping\ 'an shook his head and said, "Why aren\'t you guys leaving?"

"Should we wait for the police to come?"

He turned around and glanced at the camera.

He felt that the police should be coming.

But...

He hated trouble.

If the police came, they would have to take a statement and sign it. It would take half a day to settle everything.

Moreover...

Ling Ping\ 'an looked at the other party. He was just an old man.

It would be meaningless if it got out of hand!

Fortunately, he didn\'t suffer any losses, right!

Therefore, if they were willing to leave just like that, it would naturally be a happy ending!

He would avoid trouble, and the other party would avoid making a scene on the news channel.

Think about it, if the headline of\ 'The 18th generation of Tai-Chi Hsing-I was knocked down by a passerby\' appeared in the news, wouldn\'t his reputation be bad?

Right!

Thus, Ling Ping\ 'an put down his cat, bent down, and picked up his shopping bag.

Under the terrified eyes of Ma Baobao and his bodyguards, he slowly walked to the bus stop in the distance.

...

Situ He looked at the screen. The old man who tried to attack the other party was directly grabbed by the other party.

He seemed to have turned around to look at the surveillance camera at this moment.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he gave up on pursuing the person who offended him.

He gently let go, and his strength control was just right.

Then, in the surveillance camera, Situ He saw him put down the cat goddess as if there was no one else around. Then, he bent down to pick up the shopping bag, ignored everything, and turned around to leave.

Situ He swallowed his saliva.

He roughly understood.

He patted his heart that was almost broken from fear.

"Fortunately, fortunately..."

"He still has feelings for this city, for this world..."

This was an obvious thing.

If not for that, he would have already revealed his true form.

No!

With just a thought, the cat goddess would reveal her true form, and it would be enough to turn the entire city upside down!

That was a true god, a true god whose authority and status had all returned!

Picking up the phone, Situ He trembled as he dialed the number of the imperial capital.

"This is Situ He... please transfer to the commander-in-chief\'s office..."

This matter had to be reported, and the commander-in-chief had to give his opinion.

He had to be severely punished!

Even if that person didn\'t say a word.

But a single glance back was enough to explain everything.