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The Corpse Man's eyes radiated a fierce light as he coldly laughed, "Now there are only four moves left. If you don't make a move soon, you might have to step down and let someone more capable take your place."
"Step down and let someone else take over?" Mo Ming smiled slightly, dodging the Corpse Man's heavy punch. "If you had the strength, I would gladly let you take my position, but..."
His voice elongated, and Mo Ming's gaze became exceptionally sharp. "You still don't have that capability!"
"Are you finally going to make a move?"
The Silver Wolf had enough confidence in Mo Ming and began to feel a bit sympathetic towards the Corpse Man's arrogance. After all, when Mo Ming dealt with him before, it was an easy victory. The Corpse Man was ranked behind the Silver Wolf, and now he dared to challenge Mo Ming. Wasn't he just asking for trouble?
After dodging another attack from the Corpse Man, Mo Ming threw a punch in response, moving at an astonishing speed—more than twice that of the Corpse Man!
A look of shock flashed across the crowd; that punch was incredibly fast. Even watching from the side made it feel somewhat unstoppable. The terror of Mo Ming was starting to sink into their minds.
The Corpse Man was also taken aback. Before he could react to his astonishment, the punch landed heavily on his chest, causing him to grunt and stumble backward.
"Heh heh, let me give you another big gift."
Mo Ming reacted quickly, his hands shooting out to grab the Corpse Man's head. He pushed off the ground and leaped up, driving his knee forcefully into the Corpse Man's skull. "Ah!"
The head was already a fragile part of the body, and with Mo Ming's swift knee strike, the Corpse Man felt a roaring in his head. His ears rang momentarily, and his vision blurred, making it hard to see clearly.
Another heavy punch came from below, striking the Corpse Man on the chin. He immediately collapsed weakly to the ground, unable to get back up.
"Well, within ten moves, you've fallen. So unfortunately, you still lack the qualification for me to step down and let someone else take over."
Mo Ming looked at the Corpse Man lying on the ground, feeling somewhat powerless, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. There was no hint of sarcasm; instead, it conveyed a sense of appreciation as he said, "Your speed is decent, but it's not fast enough, not ruthless enough, and not accurate enough. You lack the ability to think critically in battle; that's your shortcoming!"
"I lost..."
The Corpse Man admitted helplessly. In terms of age, Mo Ming might not be older than him, but Mo Ming's strength had already surpassed him by a significant margin, leaving him no choice but to acknowledge it.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?" Mo Ming pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. "If you do, come out quickly. Don't miss this opportunity as it passes by!"
Everyone fell silent. His words made it sound like such an opportunity was rare; wanting to step up just to get beaten up seemed foolish!
"Boss, you've used such violent methods; who would willingly seek out punishment when they have nothing better to do?"
Silver Wolf shook his head with a wry smile. The strength Mo Ming displayed today was clearly much stronger. It suddenly dawned on him that Mo Ming had actually held back before, which explained why someone as formidable as Liufeng was willing to be beneath him.
Mo Ming indeed had the strength, but that wasn't the reason Liufeng chose to follow him. Liufeng valued Mo Ming's loyalty and integrity towards his friends, knowing he would go to great lengths for them.
"Ah, our King of Shura has arrived!"
At that moment, Liufeng returned from outside. Seeing the situation with the Corpse Man, a smile crept onto his face as he asked, "Who here is dissatisfied and wants to experience what it's like to get hit?"
The Corpse Man forced himself to stand up with difficulty and self-deprecatingly said, "I overestimated myself and was too arrogant. Consider this a small lesson. Shura, I will work hard to surpass you."
"Ha ha, it's great to have such determination!" Liufeng said with a smile as he patted Corpse Man on the shoulder, but his expression suddenly turned cold. "However, there are rules here. If you want to rise in rank, you have to challenge everyone one by one, understand? I don't want similar incidents to happen again; consider this a reminder!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liufeng kicked Corpse Man away with a swift motion, his expression remaining indifferent. "If you're not convinced, get up and continue training. I'm always ready for your challenge!"
"Hunter, you don't need to treat Corpse Man like that; after all, this was permitted directly by me," Mo Ming said with a wry smile.
Liufeng replied calmly, "Regardless, I don't like setting such precedents. Rules are rules; without rules, nothing can be accomplished. I hope you understand that here, neither you nor I have the absolute right to modify any rules."
In fact, Liufeng was absolutely right. It was Mo Ming's oversight that led to this situation, and he felt somewhat guilty for Corpse Man being kicked away by Liufeng.
"Alright, I must reflect on this matter; I shouldn't have broken the rules," Mo Ming said with a lingering wry smile as he shook his head. "From now on, no matter who it is here, everyone must follow the rules. I cannot be an exception!"
The new members of the "Spirit Souls" group responded in unison, "Understood!"
"The ranking matches aren't over yet; those who want to rise should act quickly," Silver Wolf said.
"Violence, I challenge you!"
"Ha, I'm ready for it!"
…
Mo Ming and Liufeng no longer paid attention to the ranking matches and found a place to sit down.
"Boss, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. It's not that I was trying to give you face, it's just..." Liufeng felt a bit embarrassed thinking about how he had been too straightforward and hadn't given Mo Ming enough consideration.
Mo Ming interrupted him, patting his shoulder and saying, "It's fine. What you did was indeed correct. There's no need to overly concern ourselves with face. Here, no one should break the rules; that's something we established from the beginning. Perhaps I've been away for too long and have become a bit frivolous."
"Hehe, that's because you keep putting yourself out there chasing girls. You're almost running on empty," Liufeng teased, knowing that Mo Ming wasn't angry, which made him feel much better. He continued jokingly, "Life is tough, Boss. Cherish it while you can!"
"Get lost!" Mo Ming punched Liufeng in the chest and asked, "How's it going with finding new blood? Have you found any good candidates?"
"I've been wandering around for a while but haven't found anyone suitable yet. However, I did come across some interesting things," Liufeng said with a grin, noticing Mo Ming's curiosity piqued. He added, "About the investigation you asked me to do earlier, I have some leads."
"Oh, the Masked Killer?"
Liufeng nodded and said, "Yes, I finally found some information on him. You wouldn't believe it—it's shocking once you dig deeper..."
"Spit it out!" Mo Ming said impatiently as he sensed Liufeng was trying to tease him.
"Well, he's actually your rival," Liufeng grinned and revealed, "Korean Oppa Han Zhemin!"
A flicker of surprise crossed Mo Ming's eyes. "It's him?"
Thinking back to their first encounter when Han Zhemin had said, "No one sent me; I came on my own," and recalling how he had saved him during the attack at the cinema—presumably to protect Lin Yuan'er—everything clicked into place now that he knew the Masked Killer was Han Zhemin.
"Investigating him isn't easy; I put in quite a bit of effort to find this out!" Liufeng remarked. "You told me he wants to kill you but has also helped you once. I was wondering if he might actually want to protect Lin Yuan'er?"
Mo Ming once suspected Han Zhemin, but the masked assassin and Han Zhemin seemed like two different people, their gazes completely distinct. However, it appears that Han Zhemin has concealed himself too well!
One is cold-blooded, the other shameless; it's impossible to connect them in any way!
"To confirm my suspicion, I began secretly searching for that guy Han Zhemin. Finally, today, in the area where you were shopping, I found him. That kid has been following Lin Yuan'er around; he seems a bit infatuated!"
Mo Ming chuckled bitterly, "This guy is really hard to deal with. I didn't expect him to lose a race to me and then pretend not to disturb Yuan while secretly following her. He’s quite thoughtful; after all, I really owe him for that time."
"That was just him protecting Lin Yuan'er. Do you know what his true identity is?" Liufeng said to Mo Ming with a mysterious smile.
"What?"
"A well-known figure in the assassin world: Deadly!"
"Deadly? Huh, that's impressive. I didn't expect such a shameless guy to have such a background. Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance; there's more than meets the eye!"
Mo Ming's expression became somewhat serious. He had heard some things about Deadly; in the assassin rankings, he was one rank higher than the previous Silver Gunman and preferred using daggers over firearms.
Who would have thought that someone who likes Lin Yuan'er would turn out to be the mysterious assassin Deadly!
"Boss, actually, I want to say you're also a shameless guy, and your background isn't bad either!" Liufeng teased and said, "Do you want me to help you take him out? That way you won't have to worry about him stealing your girl."
"Get lost! Why would I need to worry?" Mo Ming replied with an unhappy expression. "Do you think my woman is so easy to take away?"
"Hey, I'm just saying casually, do I really not need to take him out myself?"
Mo Ming shook his head and said, "Don't mind him. As long as he doesn't have any ill intentions, it's fine. Now we have one more person to deal with."
"Hebrew, I saw him the other day while observing Han Zhemin. I didn't expect that after being so low-key for so long, he finally showed up." Liufeng revealed a hint of ferocity at the corner of his mouth and said, "He's been occupying the top spot for so long. I've been looking for him for a long time. If it weren't for the need to track Han Zhemin back then, I would have made a move against him."
"Don't worry, he'll come knocking. But the opponent isn't you; it's me." Mo Ming lit another cigarette, inhaled, and exhaled. "If it weren't for his appearance, I would have almost forgotten that he didn't actually vanish but fell into my hands. I just didn't expect that he didn't die but instead hid away."
"Damn it, boss, why didn't you say this earlier? It made me search for so many years!" Liufeng looked frustrated and said, "I really didn't think this guy ended up in your hands!"
"What are you cursing about? You never told me you were looking for him all this time. I can't just inform you about every little thing that happens!" Mo Ming shot Liufeng a look as if he were an idiot.
"This time, Hebrew's target is me, so you don't need to interfere. However, I hope you can train the new members of 'Yihun' well. In case the Dark Order makes a large-scale move, we need some ability to resist."
"You can rest assured about that; I'll handle it well. But I hope you can find He Yunsong calmly. With the Little Green Society's help, I think it won't be too easy for the Dark Order to deal with us."
Mo Ming nodded and said, "I've already thought about it. When I have time another day, I'll go talk to him. However, it might be a bit troublesome since the Little Green Society isn't just run by him alone; Zhuge Sheng is a crafty old fox who's not easy to deal with."
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