Under Dao Zhi’s resentful gaze, Wu Ming casually swung up the big iron hammer, and the chain attached to the hammer flexibly wrapped around the two men, creating a posture of a strong man locking up a man.

The tall Big Hammer and the skinny Daozhi were tied together face to face, and the picture was indescribably funny.

“This is true love. You two must be very close. How about I give you some Yin Yang He Huan Powder to help you take your relationship to the next level?”

Wei Zhuang and the others were originally following not far away. They first had a new understanding of Wu Ming’s strength. After hearing these words, they had a more intuitive understanding of his “evil”. Even Wei Zhuang, the cool and handsome man, stepped back without hesitation at this time, not for anything else, just to keep a relatively safe distance from Wu Ming.

“You bastard, you’re going to die a horrible death. If you have the guts, kill me.” Although Da Tiechui is slow to think and a bit stubborn, he has been in the underworld for so long that he knows very well what Hehuan Powder is.

Even if he had a sow in his arms, he would not be so scared, but Dao Zhi was a man. If he did something absurd in front of so many people, his whole life would be ruined and it would also bring discredit to the Mohist school.

If this gets out to the world, I won’t be able to live as a human being in my next life.

The most important thing is, he doesn’t know if it’s an illusion, but he feels that the brother in his arms seems to be really hard. At this time, Da Tiechui becomes smart. Even if he is really hard, he dare not say it in front of so many people.

At this moment, Daozhi’s condition was actually extremely bad. Not only were his meridians damaged, but there were also all kinds of colorful images in his mind. It wasn’t that he wanted to get hard, he just couldn’t help it.

There is a martial art in the Heavenly Demon Strategy, called Heavenly Demon Sound, which is designed to be used in conjunction with the Heavenly Demon Dance to stimulate people’s desires. A stubborn person like Da Tiechui may not be affected by the Heavenly Demon Sound, but for someone like Dao Zhi who has a lot of tricks, it is a real professional match for it.

Injured and affected by the Heavenly Demon Sound, Dao Zhi instantly entered the state, so there was no need to waste medicine. So when Wu Ming was playing with the hammer in his hand and dragging the two of them forward, Dao Zhi’s eyes were blurred, and he directly took the big hammer as a god or fairy, and his little waist moved.

Big Hammer was the one lying on the ground. After he felt the strange movement of his brother lying on top of him, his eyes became lifeless and his internal energy became dead.

I haven’t even taken the medicine yet, why is this happening? Could it be that Xiao Zhi really loves me?

Wei Zhuang and others hid further away, looking at Wu Ming’s back as if he were the god of plague. Even the cold male god couldn’t stand this stimulation. Although he said he was bored, he was even more afraid of Wu Ming in his heart. Put himself in their shoes, what if the two people at this moment were himself and his senior brother Gai Nie?

Wei Zhuang’s icy face finally changed after being suppressed for so long. Perhaps it was because there was a very clear picture in his mind that made him…heart-beating?

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Chapter 155: Attacking the Heart

“Brother Wei Zhuang’s emotions suddenly fluctuated greatly, as if he was thinking of something happy.” Wu Ming suddenly turned around.

“No.” Wei Zhuang’s face changed, and he became cold and silent again, as silent as the sword in his hand that could both chop off heads and comb hair.

“Oh, if there’s none, then there’s none.” Wu Ming smiled meaningfully. When he withdrew his gaze, he saw that Dao Zhi, who was lying on the big hammer, had actually rested. He couldn’t help but cursed him inwardly as a little dog.

You only took a few steps and you’re already there?

This made Wu Ming, who was planning to give everyone in the Mohist School a surprise, feel a little unhappy.

There was another period of silence, accompanied by the snoring of the Mohist disciples. Even Wu Ming had no interest in talking.

If I had known that we would be attacked by noise again, I should have changed the medicine and just poisoned it to death.

There is a record in Xuantian Baolu of a poison that can kill a Titled Douluo in the world where Tang, You Have a Way to Die, and San are. It is called the King of Hell Post, which is taken from the sentence “The King of Hell wants you to die at three o’clock in the morning, who dares to keep you alive past five o’clock?” After the joint research of Tang Chou, Ruyan, and Zinu, they have already reproduced a small part of it, which is definitely enough to kill these Mohist disciples.

Wu Ming carried some of them in his space ring, but he didn’t use them because, firstly, because of Gongshu Chou’s words, and secondly, Wu Ming didn’t really like killing.

Yes, he doesn’t like it. Even though he has done it several times so far and every time people died, Wu Ming really doesn’t like it.

He always felt that those people were seeking death, and it was not that he had any bloodthirsty tendencies.

The so-called martial arts field of the Mohist school is actually an open space in the Mohist mechanical city, away from the central hall. It is paved with bluestone and is half the size of a football field. It is very easy to find.

When the two sides met for the first time, before they even spoke, Wu Ming swung out the big iron hammer and Dao Zhi. The huge body of the big iron hammer hit the ground with a loud bang, and before Dao Zhi could steady himself, he started again.

Like a little Teddy bear, his movements are very smooth and you can’t see clearly at first, but once the big hammer stabilizes its body, Daozhi’s movements become very eye-catching.

From this point of view, Wu Ming is a persistent person. No matter how cunning Dao Zhi is, he still wants to complete his plan.

“You Mo family members have really dirty hearts. You actually like homosexuality. You are not worthy of being called Mo Xia. Change your name and call yourself Mo Ya from now on.”

“Master, why is your name Mo Ya?” The job of supporting the main role has to be done by one’s own people. Although Yue Ji’s strength is not enough, it is obvious that she was not brought in vain, as she cooperated very well.

“The women in places like brothels are called prostitutes, and the men are naturally called ducks.” Wu Ming said with a smile, but these few short sentences made the Mohists furious and they lost their original composure.

“You bastard, you must have done something to deliberately harm others, right?”

“How could an honest man like me harm others? Which leader of the Mohist School are you? Can you ask your master to come out and speak?”

“I am the great master of Mohism.”

“Tsk, how could a leader of the Mohist School be such a coward like you? I see that this girl is righteous and has a broad mind, so why not have you represent the Mohist School?” Wu Ming shook his head, and everyone could hear the frivolity and disdain in his tone.

Of course, the disdain was directed at the leader of the Mohist School, and the target of frivolity was Duanmu Rong.

You wouldn’t know until you see it. Although Duanmu Rong’s mind is covered up, it looks much bigger than Xue Nu’s.

Gai Nie is worthy of being called a sword master, he has a good vision.

“you…….”

“What do you mean by ‘I’? Those who hide their heads and show their tails are mostly traitors. You must have some identity that you are not allowed to show to others, otherwise, as a grown man, why would you do this?”

“Look at this Mr. Dao Zhi from your Mohist school. He expressed himself bravely. Oh… my God, he died so quickly the second time. Although his courage is commendable, his health is really not good.” Wu Ming said sarcastically.

“Don’t listen to him. Miss Rong, I’m not that kind of person. I was controlled by him. This man is very powerful. He subdued the Iron Hammer Commander with one move.”

“Tsk tsk, how come he’s become Iron Hammer Commander again? It’s so strange, it’s really manly. When he’s active, he calls me Iron Hammer brother, and when he calms down, he becomes Iron Hammer Commander.” After Wu Ming finished speaking, he seemed to be disgusted by himself. He shivered and got goose bumps on his arms.

“You monster, you shall not die well.” Dao Zhi turned his head and cursed angrily. Although he had experienced this on the way back, he still endured it and wanted to survive. Now that he saw the disgust in Duanmu Rong’s eyes, he really didn’t want to live anymore.

After scolding Wu Ming, he directly stimulated his true energy and severed his own heart meridian and died.

Death with blood gushing out of all seven orifices looks very miserable.

“Dao Zhi…”

“Xiao Zhi…you are such a fool…”

“I don’t blame you, Tiechui… why do you have to do this, brother?” In Tiechui’s rough voice, besides grief, there was unexpectedly a hint of tenderness.

After the sadness, the Mohists became angry. Wu Ming’s unethical behavior really caught them off guard.

When they came to their senses at this moment, they all wanted to eat Wu Ming’s flesh and drink Wu Ming’s blood.

“Are you seeking revenge?” There was obvious doubt in Wu Ming’s words, as if he was wondering why these people were looking at him with red eyes.

“Give me your life, you bastard.” The leader of the Mohist School drew out the Mo Mei sword, and he could no longer control his emotions.

“If you want revenge, you should look for this girl. It was clearly she who killed the leader of the robbers. Why are you looking for me?”

“How dare you talk nonsense, you bastard?”

“Tsk tsk, how can this be nonsense? I saw it with my own eyes. Just now when Dao Zhi was explaining, this girl showed disgust in her eyes. Then Dao Zhi committed suicide. This girl was largely responsible for his death.”

Wu Ming pointed at Duanmu Rong with an expression of being wronged on his face, and he had no idea what a face was.

Duanmu Rong’s pupils trembled greatly at this moment. Wu Ming’s words made sense. She knew that Dao Zhi had been pursuing her. This was no secret in the Mohist School. If not, why didn’t he die before, but committed suicide in grief after talking to her?

Duanmu Rong believed it, and so did many people in the Mohist school. Subconsciously, there was a slight change in the looks of some people. The change was not noticeable, but Duanmu Rong could feel it.

All at once, he felt guilty and ashamed, and all kinds of emotions surged up in his mind, and he even had the thought of committing suicide to apologize.

“What sharp words, what a vicious strategy to attack the heart.” Just at this moment, a clear and righteous voice came. The majestic righteousness in the words made the minds of the Mohists clear.

“This should be the new commander of the inner guards of the imperial court, Lord Wu Mingwu.”

“Hey, you know me?”

“Master Wu’s name is known all over the world, and everyone knows him. But I didn’t expect that he is so vicious. This is inconsistent with the rumors outside.”

“Vicious, I don’t like this evaluation. It’s obviously the Mo family who have evil intentions. What does it have to do with me? Just now, even the Mo family leader hiding under the cloak wanted to blame this girl.”

“Not to mention the others. What a pitiful person! He was targeted by you. The reason is nothing more than that he felt guilty about Dao Zhi’s death. At that time, you also disliked him. Some of you kept it in your heart, and some of you showed it a little.”

“So at this time, when I pointed out this girl, you all breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that you had finally found the culprit and could clear yourself of the crime. This is Mo Xia, this is your chivalry, haha!”

Wu Ming laughed wildly, his black hair moving without wind, and his sudden burst of momentum made everyone in the Mo family breathless.

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Chapter 156: Justice

The huge Mohist martial arts arena should have given people a feeling of spaciousness, but everyone in the arena felt as if they were being squeezed and suffocated.

Including Wei Zhuang and Yue Shen who were standing behind Wu Ming, there were only three normal people in the field at this time. Wu Ming was naturally fine, there was also a simple-minded Shao Siming, and the other one was Yue Ji.

At this moment, Yue Ji felt a little wet. Although this reaction was inappropriate, what Wu Ming showed really made her admire him. Her rough man who could only pound suddenly started to play tricks. It felt like he suddenly used a new posture when doing it, which gave her a great release when she was hot all over.

This kind of pure mental stimulation made her clamp her legs tightly together, and she felt somewhat unable to stop. Well, Yueji’s current state couldn’t really be called normal.

In fact, anyone who saw Dao Zhi’s behavior just now would feel disgusted. If they didn’t feel disgusted, then it would mean he had some special fetish, even though he was guided and controlled by Wu Ming and acted involuntarily.

But, Dao Zhi died, so cleanly and decisively. As the saying goes, the dead are the greatest. What can you blame a dead man for?

Of course Wu Ming should be blamed, but should we blame only Wu Ming?

According to Wu Ming, Dao Zhi had no thoughts of committing suicide before. He committed suicide out of shame and anger after seeing his trusted companions. If they had not despised him at the time and had given him warmth, would Dao Zhi not have died?

Under Wu Ming’s guidance, no one in the Mohist school could avoid this issue.

It has to be said that these people from the Mohist school have relatively pure minds, and they have indeed done a lot of chivalrous deeds. Take Duanmu Rong for example, the descendant of a family of doctors, she has saved countless lives. This is a fact, and there is nothing to slander.

The Snow Girl is a dancer, and she is a simple person. She is an artist, just like Nong Yu who plays the piano. Her mind is relatively simple and her emotions are pure. Although she looks cold on the outside, she is actually a little broken inside.

Jing Ke’s eyes were red, and he felt quite a bit of self-blame.

The same as him are Gao Jianli and Qin Wuyang.

The only one whose emotions did not fluctuate much was the Mohist leader who had hidden his head. Wu Ming could feel that this man was very calm, and most of the excitement he showed was fake. But even if it was fake, he had to pretend well, otherwise how could he convince others in the future.

It was the hardest for him. Wu Ming was trying to hold back his laughter. It was very difficult to hold back laughter when seeing other people making fun of themselves. At this moment, it was even harder to suppress his laughter than AK.

Fortunately, he is an old actor, so he got used to it after a while, and even got into the role while acting.

“Hey, big guy, although you are all masters, but now I feel that this dead brother is really a man. I will let you go, and you take his body down and put it well to avoid being affected when a fight breaks out.” Wu Ming’s eyes were slightly red, and he casually untied the chains that bound the two men, with a frank expression on his face.

“Thank you!” Da Tiechui knelt up, bowed to Wu Ming, carefully held Dao Zhi in his arms, and strode out of the martial arts field. When passing by the Mohist people, he turned his head to the side, not wanting to even look at them.

Wu Ming could understand the psychological process at this moment. It was probably like, they are messing with me, not you, so I have no objection. Why are you being so pretentious?

In fact, Da Tiechui also despised him at the beginning, but the situation has changed. The biggest problem now is that Dao Zhi is dead, and before he died, he was a brother who shared the same pot with him. Even if he made a huge mistake, he should be forgiven.

What’s more, Dao Zhi didn’t even take off his pants, so he only stabbed his own clothes. This is the problem. Now that Da Tiechui is the only victim, after forgiving Dao Zhi, he is at the highest moral point, almost to the level of half a saint, so his reaction is equivalent to giving the Mohist people another stab in the heart.

“Despicable!” The Mohist leader’s eyes were red, as if he had conjunctivitis, and the face under the hood had already tended to be distorted.

“Am I mean?”

“We are opponents to begin with. I see that you are no small figure. How can you say such ridiculous things? If one more person dies on your side, one less person will die on my side. These people behind me are my brothers who had dinner with me last night. Do you want me to sacrifice them for you?”