Chapter 153 What Kind of Martial Arts Is This?

He jumped lightly and rolled to the inner courtyard.

In the courtyard, Zhou Yuanwai and Xian Cheng had already drunk and were lying disheveled among the women. These two guys are still so playful at such an old age.

There are still some people below who want to curry favor with Zhou Yuan, and their image is not much better.

tease.

The scene was much more exciting than the previous time outside.

Wu Chong was not ready to investigate anymore. What he had previously thought was to keep a low profile as much as possible and secretly find information to arrest people. Now it seems that this path of secret investigation is simply not feasible. I don't know if it's because Zhou Yuan was hiding it too well this week, or there was something wrong with the news in Qingyi Building. He found no useful information so far.

So he put on his mask, flew over and grabbed the drunk Zhou Yuanwai, and disappeared like a bird preying on him after a few ups and downs.

"Damn it, the thieves took Mr. Zhou away!!"

"Guard, where's the guard!"

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable. How can there be such ferocious thieves in our world? Come on, come on, we must rescue Mr. Zhou."

As Zhou Yuanwai disappeared, there was a sudden uproar in the house, and Huaxian Cheng rushed out of the house disheveled, shouting loudly at the people outside.

Half a day later.

The disheveled Zhou Yuanwai was thrown at the gate like a fat pig.

Wu Chong, on the other hand, bought a horse and headed towards Chongzhou Mansion with a cold expression.

A half-day interrogation.

He found out that when Zhou Yuanwai was three years old, he peeked at Widow Wang next door. But he didn't hear any news about having an affair with a demon. In order to confirm whether there was anything wrong, Wu Chong went back and tied up the Huaxian Cheng.

After interrogating two people and a series of subordinates respectively, Wu Chong knew that there was a problem at Qingyi Building.

To be precise, there is a problem with this task.

He originally thought that a top dynasty like Daqi would do a better job in restricting power, but he didn't expect that the world is as dark as crows.

Chongzhou Prefecture.

The sun is high in the wooden attic.

Mo Shang, the commander in black, slowly poured tea into the cup. Tsing Yi Tower is divided into five colors: white, black, yellow, purple, green and green. Among them, Tsing Yi Tower is divided into grades: iron medal, bronze medal, silver medal and gold medal. But the other four floors are not divided like this. The black ones are distinguished by their official positions.

Mo Shang is the commander of the black-clothed side, and his powers and responsibilities are similar to those of a gold medal envoy.

Last night he went over to attend a dinner party at Tsing Yi House and found that the boy Fuwei Escort asked him to deal with didn't come over at all. This behavior of ignoring Shangguan made Mo Shang very unhappy. Power is inherently restricted. When a newcomer cannot restrain him, wouldn't his authority as the leader be gone? How can I lead this team in the future?

So early in the morning he had someone assign him a task.

Although it was a bit overstepping his authority, he believed that the gold medal chief catcher in Qingyi Building would not deny face. Sure enough, after the mission was dispatched, the other party did not stop it. Presumably the gold medal chief catcher was also very dissatisfied with this newcomer just like him.

"Newcomers need to be beaten. If you don't beat them, they will have no respect for their superiors."

The tea flows little by little along the teapot into the cup.

The earthy brown cup turned golden brown little by little as the tea was poured into it.

"But Mr. Mo, there are no traitors colluding with the demons in Fengshou County," the subordinate next to him couldn't help but said.

This mission was fabricated by them in black.

It's just a mission made out of nothing. Use this kind of mission to arrange people out. If the superiors investigate, none of them will be able to escape.

"The Tsing Yi Tower handles affairs for the royal family, and the news reaches the world. How can the news coming out of the Tsing Yi Tower be wrong?"

Mo Shang said slowly.

He felt that this subordinate needed more experience, and he couldn't worry about such a trivial matter.

Using power within the rules is the usual method used by those in power.

So what if it's actually checked? At worst, a registration error will be dealt with, and Mo Shang himself will not be affected in the slightest. On the contrary, if this mission goes in the direction he wants, it will be easier to handle. It is not him who has the final say on how to handle an airborne silver medalist!

Nothing wrong?

The subordinate next to him was speechless.

This news was created casually, and there was not a single word of truth between the lines.

"With the news about Qingyi Tower, he went out but failed to complete the task. How should we deal with such an incompetent person?"

Mo Huanxiang took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"If you are not capable enough, you should be demoted and fined for three years." The subordinate immediately responded.

At the same time, my inner understanding of this Shangguan became deeper.

It’s really dark!

Obviously everything was arranged by him.

"Just a downgrade penalty? It's too light."

Mo Shang didn't like leaving behind troubles. Since he had already offended people, if he didn't kill them and save them for later rehabilitation, wouldn't that be causing trouble for himself in the future?

"The information is accurate, but the traitor and the hidden demon have not been found. Don't assume that someone must have had liaison with the bandits and leaked the information in advance to allow the traitor to escape."

Mo Shang reminded his subordinates, showing his attitude.

"What is the crime of manipulating a demon and colluding with traitors?"

". Shoot to death without mercy."

The subordinate felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the new colleague was completely finished. There may be reasons for the fight between Fuwei Escort Bureau and Wangjiang Sword Sect, but he has seen how ruthless this Shangguan is. I thought that being transferred to the Black Clothes Building would be more peaceful, but I didn't expect that the new Shangguan would be like this.

It's hard to get along in Tsing Yi Building. I pity that colleague.

The tea cup tilted and rolled down from the tea set.

The scalding tea inside scalded Mo Shang.

This was a normal action, but in the next moment, Mo Shang's expression suddenly changed.

A cold light flashed, and a silver-white iron sword suddenly flew in from the outside.

This sword is extremely fast.

What's strange is that such a fast sword didn't make any sound. Mo Shang, who had just been burned on his hand, was shocked. He pushed the table away and quickly rolled under the table behind him with the help of his strength.

This is an instinctive reaction and also Mo Shang's strength.

As the leader of the Black Clothes Building, Mo Shang's strength is naturally not weak. We have reached the limit in the second realm, and we only need to go one step further to reach the third realm.

But he is fast, and this sword is faster.

After the flying sword came in, it spun around in the air, and with a flash of light, the previous tea set was cut into two halves.

Tea was scattered all over the floor.

Only then did the subordinate who was still kneeling next to him react.

Is this someone assassinating the capital?

Who is so brave!

Compared to his slow-responsive subordinates, Mo Shang reacted extremely quickly. After rolling under the table, he quickly took out his weapon, turned over and was about to come out to fight back.

But the next moment, he saw the sword split into five pieces after circling in the air.

Five flying swords attacked him without blind spots.

What kind of martial arts is this? !