Wang Shiwu pondered for a while and suddenly raised his head. His eyes were clear, and he said, "I see … Take my punch."
He punched Chen Shaohua.
The punching method and momentum were very simple. It was the military boxing he had learned when he was in the police school. It was a little stronger than ordinary people, but compared with the Cultivation Methods of Wulin masters, it was not worth mentioning.
Chen Shaohua was ashamed and annoyed.
Today, he had lost all his face.
The rapid expansion of his mentality over the past year had made him too arrogant. Seeing this, he was a little desperate and shouted, "Li Mu, you asked us to take his punch. If I hurt him, don't go back on your word …" He had practiced for a year, so he still had the confidence to deal with an ordinary person.
Before his voice died away —
Boom!
Wang Shiwu had already punched Chen Shaohua's palm.
Crack, crack.
In an instant, the bones of Chen Shaohua's arm were broken into countless pieces.
What was even more incredible was that there was a red flame bursting out of Wang Shiwu's fist, burning along Chen Shaohua's broken arm and spreading to his body. The air was immediately filled with the smell of barbecued meat.
"Ah, my hand, ah, kill me …"
The arrogant and domineering young master of the Chen family fell down, but he hit an invisible air wall and bounced to the ground. He could only struggle in a small area, screaming like a pig being slaughtered and struggling desperately.
"No, spare me, I was wrong … Master, master, save me …"
He made the last struggle of his life.
Ling Hezi, who was standing on one side, did not dare to say a word when he saw such a scene. He turned his head and did not even look at the disciple he treasured very much.
Out of the instinct of the police, Su Hanwei was just about to stand up and say something when he suddenly remembered something that Fan Zu 'ang had said to him before. In particular, Chen Shaohua wanted to kill people as soon as he broke in. Based on his behavior, no one knew how much blood he had, so he deserved to die. Moreover, more importantly, his elder sister Su Cuo had said that Li Mu had the law enforcement power specially granted by the state against people in Wulin, and he could kill them.
That was legal.
Therefore, he did it again.
Before the others could think too much, Chen Shaohua had already turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated into the air, leaving not even a trace. He was completely dead.
The whole process was like a movie, and there was no blood.
Wang Shiwu stared at his palm blankly.
He didn't expect that a casual punch of his would have such power. He could feel a scorching aura circulating in his palm. He tried to control it a little, and with a boom, two scarlet flames rose up in his palm, jumping like spirits.
This … was an Immortal Dao cultivation technique?
When the others saw this scene, they could not help but reveal looks of envy and jealousy.
From the looks of it, this kid seemed to have gotten some incredible luck and became an immortal all of a sudden?
Ling Hezi, on the other hand, was scared out of his wits.
How could this be?
Did immortals really exist in this world?
The power of flame that emerged from Wang Shiwu's palm was clearly the martial art Genuine Qi recorded in the ancient books of the major sects, which could not be compared with the internal force of the Transcendent Realm. Releasing Genuine Qi and transforming it was already a legendary realm, wasn't it?
"Is Li Mu the God of Massacre really a god?"
"With a snap of a finger, he created a peerless master?"
Indescribable fear drowned Ling Hezi.
At this moment, he finally fully understood what kind of existence he had provoked.
"Did the martial arts practitioners who returned from the Randeng Temple exaggerate the truth?
"That's a f * cking joke!"
"Not only did he not exaggerate, but he also made a conservative statement."
"How could such a person catch a bullet with his bare hands?"
Even if he survived the bombardment of a nuclear bomb, Ling Hezi would not find it strange.
He had no time to think about anything else.
"If I can't satisfy Li Mu today, not only me, but also the entire True Spirit Sect will be doomed … Why is there really an immortal in this world?" He was so anxious that he almost cursed.
In the end, with a thud, he knelt on the ground, banged his head on the ground, and said, "I was wrong, we were wrong. Please forgive us this time, Master Li Mu. From now on, our True Spirit Sect will never dare to be your enemy again … Mercy, mercy!"
He did not even intend to take another punch from Wang Shiwu.
Because he knew that he could not take it.
Even with his strength, if he took the punch, the result would be the same as Chen Shaohua, turning into smoke and flying ashes, never to be reincarnated.
He Fei and He Yu were also a little discerning. When they saw their master in such a state, they immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and begged for mercy and repented loudly.
Li Mu was unmoved. "If an apology is useful, why do we need the police? If you want to live, show some sincerity. "
As soon as Ling Hezi heard that, he knew that he couldn't brush it off. He made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the long sword at He Fei's waist. With a flash of sword light, three arms fell to the ground, startling the others around him and making them scream.
According to the rules of Jianghu, Ling Hezi, He Fei, and He Yu each lost an arm. Then, they pressed their acupoints to stop the bleeding and knelt on the ground, waiting for Li Mu's punishment.
Li Mu was slightly stunned.
He had originally wanted to cripple these three people's martial arts, but now … losing an arm was not much different from crippling their martial arts. The path of martial arts could be considered to have been severed. In the future, they would basically be useless people, unable to do any great evil.
"Take your broken arms and get out of here." Li Mu waved his hand and said, "Go back and tell the martial arts world what happened today. Just say that I, Li Mu, will do what I say. Don't use your ignorance and shamelessness to challenge my bottom line and patience."
"Yes, yes, yes …"
Ling Hezi and the other two breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned.
"Wait." Li Mu suddenly spoke again.
"Immortal … What else do you want?" Ling Hezi was shocked, thinking that Li Mu had changed his mind.
Li Mu pointed at Ma Zhen and his son, as well as the group of playboys, and said, "Take care of your dogs. You bullied my friends. How can you not pay any price? You know very well who caused this incident today. Do you need me to say anything more? "
Ling Hezi glanced at Ma Mingyu and Ma Zhen, and he also hated them to death.
Today, if Ma Zhen hadn't taken matters into his own hands, stirred up trouble, and asked Wang Shiwu to propose a toast, how could such a thing have happened? How could he have lost an arm?
He had already put the blame on Ma Mingyu and Ma Zhen. Even if Li Mu didn't say it, he would still teach them a lesson when he had time. And since Li Mu said that he was in Ma's heart, he didn't have to worry about anything. It would be strange if the Ma's Group could still do business in the country.
When Ma Mingyu heard that and then looked at Ling Hezi's expression, he was so scared that his legs went soft.
He knew that the Ma's Group was doomed.
Needless to say, it was an immortal like Li Mu. His small real estate company couldn't bear the suppression and revenge of the True Spirit Sect at all.
Without thinking, Ma Mingyu also knelt in front of Li Mu and cried bitterly, "Immortal, please spare us. We are just some mortals. We have eyes but failed to see. Please spare us …"
He also knew that it was the one who tied the bell that should be untied. It was useless to beg Ling Hezi. Only when Li Mu spoke could he escape the disaster.
However, Li Mu didn't bother to look at this kind of heartless rich man.
He didn't even pay attention to him.
Ma Mingyu saw that it was a dead end. He jumped to his feet and slapped his son Ma Zhen to the ground. Then, he scolded, "Little bastard, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and apologize to Xiaowu and Tongtong. It's all your fault. Hurry up and repent …"
Ma Zhen immediately cried and apologized to Wang Shiwu, begging for forgiveness.
"Noisy."
Before Wang Shiwu could say anything, Li Mu waved his hand, and an invisible force directly ejected the disgusting father and son out of the private room of the February Plum Blossom.
"Brother Su, Director Su, please don't hold grudges against me. Please plead for me …" Ma Mingyu's heart-wrenching cries of regret came from outside, but they were soon cut off.
Su Hanwei stood up and said to the other guests, "Everyone, today is a family matter of our family. Let's end it here. Everyone, please go back. After you go back, you should all understand what should be said and what shouldn't be said. We have offended you, please leave."
The other guests came to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream.
What happened today was simply inconceivable to the extreme, and it was also an eye-opener for them. A door to a new world had suddenly opened before their eyes, and they had been caught off guard.
It turned out that there were really immortals in the world.
They made up their minds that they would never have any disputes with the Wang family and the Su family in the future. Instead, they would try their best to get on good terms with the two families. Maybe they could even benefit from it.
After a round of pleasantries, the guests left reluctantly.
"Second sister, you should also leave." Su Hanwei glanced at Tongtong's second aunt.
The second aunt was very reluctant to leave, but she also knew that she didn't leave a good impression on Li Mu. Besides, she made a mistake by trying to matchmake Tongtong and Chen Shaohua, so she had to leave with her husband. She thought to herself that she must find a way to restore her image in the eyes of the Wang family no matter what price she had to pay.
In the end, only Wang Shiwu's family, Su Yutong's family, and Su Hanwei were left in the private room.
A smile appeared on Li Mu's face again. Like an easy-going boy next door, he took the initiative to toast the elders of the two families without putting on any airs.
The atmosphere soon eased.
The two families felt as if they were in a dream.
At Su Hanwei's suggestion, Wang Shiwu and Su Yutong directly got engaged, and they also set a date for their wedding.
"Haha, Sister Tongtong, I also propose a toast to you. From now on, you are my sister-in-law. If anyone dares to bully you, I will never sit back and watch. "Li Mu smiled and toasted Su Yutong.
In Su Yutong's heart, she was extremely grateful to Li Mu and also admired him to the extreme.
After another round of communication, Li Mu learned that the reason why the Su family agreed to marry Tongtong to Chen Shaohua was not only because of the great pressure from the True Spirit Sect, but also because Tongtong's grandfather was seriously ill and Chen Shaohua promised to treat Tongtong's grandfather. That was why Tongtong agreed with tears in her eyes.
"It's not difficult. I have a pill here. Take it to Grandpa Su. I guarantee that he will be cured." Li Mu condensed the wood qi of the Eastern Wood Emperor into a pill and handed it to Su Yutong.
The Su family thanked him profusely.
In the end, Li Mu taught the two families some breathing methods that could strengthen their bodies. Only then did he fully realize the purpose of attending the banquet.
Night fell.
Li Mu left the Ecological Lily Garden Hotel alone.
He returned to Mount Shaozu and set up some tactical deployments on the mountain to protect the villagers and the temple. Then, in the darkness of the night, he rode on his flying broadsword and flew in the direction of Mount Qilian to meet Fan Zu 'ang.
In Baoji City, in the northwest martial arts circle, the legend about Li Mu, the God of Massacre, had just begun to spread.
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