"Contract or curse?"
Wu Ming frowned as he looked at the corpses on the ground. "That's good too. At least it's clean!"
It was obvious that the mastermind's countermeasure had been activated on these western thugs. Once certain conditions were met, it would immediately be activated to silence them, not even leaving their souls behind.
Even though Wu Ming had the ability to save them, if he really did it, he would definitely be discovered by the mastermind and provoke an enemy.
He had only come out to help and relieve his boredom. It was not wise to rashly provoke such an enemy without any clear benefits. Thus, he just let it be.
"But this …"
Wu Ming's eyes flickered as he waved his hand. An item on the leader's corpse fell into his palm.
"What a strange fluctuation …"
What appeared in his palm was a strangely shaped black ring. The patterns were simple and unadorned, carved in the shape of a black snake biting its own tail. Every scale on the ring was incomparably exquisite.
The leader naturally had other high level magic items on him, but in Wu Ming's eyes, they were nothing.
Although this ring looked ordinary, there was a trace of aura on it that even Wu Ming could not fathom.
"It seems like I've been involved in a huge conspiracy …"
Wu Ming looked at the ring on his hand with a strange expression. "But since I've already killed them, I don't have to worry about the information leaking. That mysterious organization should not cause any more trouble …"
"Miss Guo, come here!"
He waved his hand and extinguished the sea of fire. The little girl came in with a nervous expression, holding a longsword with both hands. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. But they have already been killed …"
Wu Ming shrugged. "Based on the way they died, I believe they were cursed. You can inform the New Territories Harbor government and the Union now."
"Oh, okay!"
Zhang Guo looked at the corpses on the ground with a dumbfounded expression.
She asked herself. Even if her brother Zhang Fan was here and had invited a bunch of arcane masters to help, it was very likely that they would fail or even be completely wiped out in the face of such an extraordinary mission.
But now, the corpses of those thugs were all placed in front of her!
What did this mean?
"They … they, could it be that they are all masters?"
The little girl's voice trembled a little. If Wu Ming was really such a strong person, then why did she still struggle so hard in the academy? Wouldn't it be better to directly acknowledge Wu Ming as his master?
"Of course not …"
Wu Ming touched his nose and keenly sensed the change in the little girl's mentality. "Alright, what are you waiting for? Get to work! "
…
New Territories Port, inside the government office.
"Tsk, tsk … The two righteous people of the common folk are really good!"
A Great Chang Empire official first sized up the Xiyi corpses that had been transported over. Following that, he compared them to a few images and nodded. "It's indeed those thugs, although there's one missing …"
"The missing one is called Hajis. He's been burned to ashes!"
Zhang Guo rolled her eyes. "If you want to see it, you should have told me earlier. I can bring his ashes here …"
"I see!"
The official smiled and didn't seem to be angry, "Alright, little girl, bring me your document. I'm a subordinate …"
If the other party was just one or two ordinary people, of course, he wouldn't be so amiable.
But now, he had received an urgent notice from the Protectorate. He knew that these Xiyi people were not only cruel, but also very powerful. He was preparing to send more manpower.
But now, he saw the corpses of these Xiyi people. What did this mean?
The girl in front of him was fine, but the key was the young man who had been resting with his eyes closed. He really gave him an unfathomable feeling.
For this kind of cultivator, putting on airs was like playing the lute to a cow. After all, their pursuits were different.
"This … Mr. Wu Ming …"
Thus, Zhang Guo got the merit certificate that she had been dreaming of. She smiled so widely that her eyes couldn't be seen. The official looked at Wu Ming and sighed. "Because you are a foreigner and have not become a citizen of our country, you can't record your military merits. What a pity …"
He shook his head and seemed to be quite regretful. "Otherwise, according to this mission record, the military merits obtained would be enough to be promoted to 'Sergeant'."
The Great Chang Empire's scholar-bureaucrats were different from the official ranks. They were only open to the citizens of the empire. Even the lowest rank of Sergeant could enjoy the preferential treatment of exemption from taxes and corvee labor. They also had the privilege of not kneeling in front of officials. They had always been very popular.
"What …"
When Zhang Guo heard this, she rolled her eyes speechlessly. "In this mission, we killed quite a few Master Level Western experts. If we really count them as military merits, it's probably enough for us to be promoted to the rank of Doctor. And it's not just the lowest rank of Doctor!"
But at this time, she pursed her lips and didn't say a word.
Although Zhang Guo was a bit simple-minded, it didn't mean that she was stupid.
After Wu Ming's warning, she also realized that this group of Western thugs was unusual. She had long decided to keep her mouth shut and not cause any trouble. She would directly treat them like ordinary criminals.
Moreover, she also wanted to worship Wu Ming as her master. At the very least, she had to build a good relationship with him. How could she offend this strong person in front of her?
"Mr. Wu Ming …"
After leaving the official headquarters, Zhang Guo immediately said excitedly, "Shall we go to the Union now? After handing in the mission, we can go to the academy. There are many manuals there … "
"There's no need for now!"
Wu Ming waved a jade bangle in his hand. There were faint words on it.
This was a gift from the official from before. It was a reward given by the Great Chang Empire to foreigners who had made special contributions. It was an honorary status, and from Wu Ming's understanding, it was an honorary citizen of Xin Jie Harbor.
With this, at least all activities in Xin Jie Harbor would be unimpeded.
"Is that so …"
Zhang Guo lowered her head, looking regretful. "Aren't you coming with me?"
"Yeah! Take care. We'll meet again! "
Wu Ming rubbed the young lady's head and turned to leave. Not long after, he disappeared into the crowd.
"Hmph! I'm not a young lady! "
Zhang Guo looked at her own figure with resentment. Then, she angrily waved her tiny fists.
…
Ta Ta! Ta Ta!
However, she never expected that at night, a flurry of galloping hooves would rush into the official headquarters.
"What's going on?"
The official who had just received Wu Ming and made a report to his superior opened the door with sleepy eyes. "How dare you barge into the official headquarters. Are you tired of living?"
"Milord!"
A manservant ran over with a whip mark on his face. "The army is here. It's the personal soldiers of the protectorate!"
"What?"
The official was alarmed. "Bring me my clothes and hat!"
After hurriedly putting on his clothes, he arrived at the scene. He saw more than ten black steeds galloping around the back garden, devouring all the Chinese roses and precious flowers.
These black horses were mostly extremely tall and muscular. They even had fish scale-like carapaces on their bellies, perfectly protecting their vitals. There was even a tiny protrusion on their heads that looked like a tiny horn.
"Black Dragon Horse?!"
Recognizing that this was a rare dragon steed, the official's mood turned even gloomier. "This is a mount that only Lord Fufeng Protector-General's personal guards have. What major event has happened in this tiny New World Port?"
"Where are they?"
He immediately asked the servant next to him.
"Several soldiers went directly to the morgue!"
The manservant immediately answered.
"Morgue? Could it be … "
The official was startled and suddenly thought of the scene during the day. "Could it be that these Xiyi people have other secrets?"
He then rushed to the morgue and saw more than ten black-armored soldiers scattered in groups of twos and threes. They seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact, they had already tightly sealed off the entire courtyard.
"Zhuo Tie!"
A black-armored man strode out and called the official's name. "Who sent these corpses?"
"How dare you …"
A manservant next to him was about to scold him but was slapped back by Zhuo Tie.
He carefully looked at the face of the black-armored man, suddenly shivered, and knelt down. "Subordinate Zhuo Tie pays respect to Lord Fufeng Protector-General!"
This Fufeng Protector-General looked to be in his thirties or forties. His face was as sharp as a knife and chisel. It was the most orthodox appearance of a soldier, masculine and determined.
"Dispense with the formalities, get up!"
He turned around and looked at the corpses of the Xiyi people in the morgue. His eyes seemed to shine.
"Reporting to Lord!"
Zhuo Tie respectfully reported, "These corpses of the criminals were sent by the righteous men of the Union. It is said that the bandits resisted very fiercely, and when they finally saw that they were no match for the enemy, they committed suicide! The documents are all here, and the military rewards have also been issued … "
He paused, and then asked hesitantly, "Is there a problem with these corpses?"
"We still don't know if there's a problem, but based on the information this Protector-General has obtained, the people who infiltrated this time shouldn't be too simple … there might even be a few grandmasters among them!"
Fufeng Protector-General waved his hand, and a cold-looking middle-aged man next to him immediately stepped forward. As if caressing a lover, his fingers stroked the skin of the leader.
There was originally a coroner in the government office, but when he saw the technique of this person, he immediately felt ashamed of his inferiority, knowing that he had met a master.
This middle-aged man fiddled with the corpse a few times, then took out a silver knife and cut the palm of the middle-aged boxing master of the Xiyi people.
"Sure enough …"
His eyes moved. "Lord, look … Although the physical features of a master are hidden and hard to see, this person's bones are as hard as steel, and his bone marrow is as white as jade. I'm afraid he is only one step away from the level of a master!"
"Sure enough?"
Fufeng Protector-General murmured, and then looked at Zhuo Tie. "You are really lucky. A big crisis was solved by a noble person just like that …"
"It's just that … his opponent obviously only injured and didn't kill him, but this person was killed?"
A puzzled look appeared on the face of the middle-aged coroner. "This method …"
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