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"Ha ha... Of course, I am convinced. This kid may be a bit young, but his abilities are impressive. Moreover, he values loyalty and righteousness, which I admire most in a person. It's best if he takes over the Qilin Seal."
Wu Yong laughed heartily and then looked at the confused Mo Ming, saying, "Undead Celestial Executioner, Frenzied Warrior, report!"
Frenzied Warrior?
Mo Ming immediately recalled that Night Peak had mentioned this person named Frenzied Warrior. He didn't expect that the Wu Yong before him was Frenzied Warrior.
"Undead Celestial Executioner?" Mo Ming asked curiously. "Is this the hidden power of the Little Green Society?"
"You could say that."
Wu Yong nodded and said, "However, to be precise, the Undead Celestial Executioner is the hidden power of the Seventh Master. The Undead Celestial Executioner operates discreetly, with a total of one hundred and eight members, each one an elite expert. However, there was a rule established from the beginning: the Undead Celestial Executioner only responds to the call of the Qilin Seal. Therefore, whoever possesses the Qilin Seal controls the Undead Celestial Executioner. Even though Zhuge Sheng has become the leader of the Little Green Society, he still cannot control the Undead Celestial Executioner for this reason."
"I see. So what is your purpose in this action, Brother Yong?" Mo Ming asked with a playful smile.
He Yunsong and Wu Yong exchanged smiles. Wu Yong replied, "My current action is independent and has nothing to do with the Undead Celestial Executioner; therefore, it is just me."
"Brother Yong, it seems that those people from the Undead Celestial Executioner are not good folks. Even when something happened to the Seventh Master, they wouldn't help?"
Mo Ming shook his head with a bitter smile. The Undead Celestial Executioner was an organization founded by Lord Qian. Even without the Qilin Seal, they should have come out to avenge Lord Qian out of loyalty. Yet they did not.
This shows how proud and cold-blooded they are; getting them to obey is not easy. However, Mo Ming was not worried.
Even hard as diamond, they must be made to bend!
"That's right; each one is a killing machine. Emotions simply do not exist for them."
Wu Yong nodded with a bitter smile and said, "They have completely gone mad, as if something invisible is manipulating them. They only recognize the Qilin Seal—cold-blooded and ruthless—striving for their ultimate realm."
Killing machines are trained specifically for murder and lack human emotions entirely. Such individuals ultimately end up going mad and falling into endless reincarnation. Mo Ming had grown accustomed to this; many countries have such killing machines.
"Is there really no one with a bit of thought besides Brother Yong?"
He Yunsong asked with a bitter smile. In fact, he only knew that the Undead Celestial Executioner was the Frenzied Warrior, Wu Yong, and he didn't know much about this organization.
"There are, actually everyone does, but they are too obsessed with martial arts. They hide in the city, avoid trouble, and only pursue supreme strength. When given orders, they kill without hesitation; they are killing machines."
Mo Ming explained with a smile, "They are quite pitiful, really. They have no emotions and nothing to protect desperately. What they pursue will only take them further away."
"That's right, it's hard to explain clearly. People can always tap into their greatest potential in certain matters. If you desperately want to protect someone, you'll find an extra drive within you, and that drive will push you to keep improving."
Wu Yong added, "Yun Song, when you asked if anyone has any interest, I can tell you they do; they're just numb."
"Well, hearing you say that makes me feel sorry for them."
He Yunsong sighed and shook his head. "Since we have the Qilin Seal, how do we find them?"
Wu Yong held up the Qilin Seal and said, "The answer is all here. Look at the eyes of the Qilin; just press here, and it can send a signal via satellite to every member's Sub-Kirin Seal. They will naturally gather at a specific location."
After saying that, Wu Yong took out a smaller black Qilin Seal from his body and handed it to Mo Ming. "This is the Sub-Kirin Seal. Once you press the Golden Qilin Seal, the eyes of this Sub-Kirin Seal will light up."
Mo Ming examined the Qilin Seal in his hand closely and said, "I didn't expect this Qilin Seal to contain such high-tech stuff. With the Undead Celestial Executioner and my own organization, dealing with the Azure Dragon Gang and Little Green Society will be much easier."
"You have an organization too?" Wu Yong exclaimed in surprise. "You have quite a few astonishing things about you; it seems I need to learn more about you."
"You don't know many things about me, Brother Yong. Let me tell you, there are plenty of capable people in our boss's organization as well. Just among those I've met, their strength is not any weaker than yours," He Yunsong chuckled.
Wu Yong was even more surprised and looked at Mo Ming, asking, "Alright then, I genuinely admire you. What's your organization's name?"
"Yihun," Mo Ming replied with a faint smile.
"Righteous Soul?"
Wu Yong thought for a moment, his expression changing slightly as he said, "Your Righteous Soul is the mysterious organization that has rapidly risen in Europe, Africa, and America recently?"
The Righteous Soul might not be well-known in Asia, but its reputation in the Three Continents is undeniable. Wu Yong often travels abroad and has naturally heard of it.
"I believe that's it," Mo Ming replied with a slight smile.
Wu Yong clapped his hands in admiration and said, "Good, good! You really are impressive; I have to admire you!"
"Brother Yong, I admire you too. You've been following me for so long, and I didn't notice at all," Mo Ming said with a wry smile.
"Don't flatter me; I'll get shy."
Wu Yong waved his hand and said seriously, "Now that we have the Ghostly Celestial Slayer and the Righteous Soul, dealing with the Azure Dragon Gang and the Waste Gang Little Green Society will be much easier."
Just as Wu Yong finished speaking, the expressions of all three changed dramatically.
"Is that so?"
A voice filled with disdain came from outside, followed by a swarm of people pouring into the small courtyard.
The leading man had graying hair at his temples and a long scar at the corner of his eye, giving him a fierce look.
At first glance, Mo Ming recognized him immediately; this man was none other than Cyan Wolf, a capable lieutenant of the Azure Dragon Gang who had injured He Yunsong.
"Cyan Wolf, you bastard!" He Yunsong shouted angrily, trembling with rage.
Cyan Wolf looked at him with utter disdain, casually patting his mouth while yawning. He said, "A defeated foe shouldn't speak so loudly; it only makes you look like a dog barking aimlessly."
"Hmph." He Yunsong snorted coldly and said, "In our next encounter, I might not lose to you!"
"Hahaha... Are you joking? A useless person will always be a loser, never a victor."
Cyan Wolf laughed wildly, then turned to He Yunsong with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. "You won't have the chance. Today is your death day; this place will become your grave."
Mo Ming stopped the furious He Yunsong and glanced at the calm Wu Yong. He yawned and said with a smile, "Why do I hear a wolf... no, it should be a dog. No, let’s give you some face; it’s a Wolfdog. You really do sound nice."
"Kid, if it weren't for my plan to fish for bigger prey back at the hotel, you would have been dead."
Cyan Wolf shot Mo Ming a fierce glare and sneered, "Now, you can't escape anymore. Just accept your death; I'll be kind enough to bury you."
"Is that so?"
Mo Ming shrugged and smiled, "Thanks for your kindness, but I’m afraid you won’t have that opportunity. I don’t want to bury you and let your companions eat you."
"You—"
Cyan Wolf was somewhat enraged, pointing at Mo Ming before lowering his hand. With a vicious expression, he nodded and said, "No need to waste words with you; you're already dead."
"Huh?"
Mo Ming dug at his ear and said, "What did you say? I don't understand, grandson."
"Brothers, attack! Kill him! Rich rewards await—women, status, wealth; you'll definitely get your share."
Cyan Wolf didn't want to talk any longer. He took a step back, and the assassins who had come with him swung their Machetes.
It seemed they had come in a hurry, and due to the strict gun control in Nanhua City, they could only use Machetes. However, in their eyes, Machetes were more than enough!
"Yun Song, you retreat to the house and hide for a while. We'll handle this," Mo Ming said as he positioned himself in front of He Yunsong and turned to him.
Wu Yong extended his crimson tongue to lick his lips, stretched his limbs, and tilted his head as he watched the approaching lackeys. A smirk spread across his face, and he transformed into a gust of wind, charging forward.
"Yun Song, don't worry. Once you're healed, you'll definitely kill until your hands are sore."
He Yunsong felt a bit frustrated; with the enemy present, he couldn't fight back freely, which naturally left him feeling displeased.
"Forget it, I'll endure until I'm healed!"
However, he knew that staying here would not only be ineffective but would also distract Mo Ming and Wu Yong. He nodded and stepped back.
Wu Yong had already engaged the enemy. With his skills, he easily snatched a machete from one of them, forcing the enemy to retreat repeatedly.
"Come on, you bunch of trash! Let me have some fun killing!"
Mo Ming's lips curled into a wicked smile as he quickly advanced.
An enemy swung a knife at him, but Mo Ming easily dodged it, swiftly grabbing the man's wrist and twisting it downwards, causing him to drop the weapon. Mo Ming immediately seized the machete.
"Cyan Wolf, you dare touch my brother? If I don't kill you today, then I'm not human!"
Mo Ming hacked down several opponents, his eyes turning red with rage as he fixed his gaze on Cyan Wolf.
"Want to kill me?" Cyan Wolf scoffed. "Then let's see if you can make me move."
After taking down two more enemies, Mo Ming charged at Cyan Wolf.
"If you think these lackeys can stop me, then you're an idiot."
Cyan Wolf leaned against the wall, casually lighting a cigarette.
Mo Ming's eyes flashed with intensity as he took down a few more people, closing the distance to Cyan Wolf.
Originally, there were many assassins in the courtyard, but after the slaughter by Wu Yong and Mo Ming, only a few remained standing.
“Cyan Wolf, arrogance comes with a price!” Mo Ming charged towards Cyan Wolf.
However, a group of assassins surged in from outside, forcing Mo Ming to retreat.
With blades swinging wildly, even if Mo Ming had three heads and six arms, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't get hurt, so he had no choice but to fall back.
“Damn it, no wonder Cyan Wolf is so arrogant; he brought so many people to wear us down. He’s quite cunning!”
Mo Ming couldn't help but frown. The enemy's numbers were overwhelming; even if they took turns attacking one by one, they would soon exhaust their strength.
Taking a deep drag from his cigarette, Cyan Wolf exhaled upward and smiled at Mo Ming: “Don’t rush, take your time killing. Let’s see how many you can take down!”
These people were likely thugs from the Little Green Society. Besides their numbers, they had little skill.
However, being surrounded by a group of reckless thugs was quite a spectacle; if one wasn't careful, they could easily get hurt!
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