"You already know about the grudge between Long Wudang and me. You must have also heard what Long Wucuo said yesterday to stand up for him. How can my Huayu Temple allow others to humiliate us like this! It just so happened that I saw Long Wudang on the black market." A cold light flashed in Mu Hanyan's eyes.
Mu Hanyan had originally planned to wait for Long Wudang to leave the black market before finding an opportunity to strike, but since Gao Weihu had already made his boast, there was no need to be polite. After all, Tianyang City wasn't Huayu City, and its defenses weren't as weak as they appeared. There was still some risk in taking action outside, and the black market wasn't as safe and secure.
With the support of the dignified Priest of Punishment of the Temple of Life, as long as they don't make too much noise, I'm afraid Long Aoli won't dare to interfere in the Gao family's black market affairs.
"So it's that loser. I'll have someone call him over right away. You can deal with him however you want. Just don't kill anyone." Gao Weihu said disapprovingly.
Mu Hanyan was worried that he would refuse for fear of breaking the rules of the black market, but she didn't expect him to agree so readily. She looked at Gao Weihu with a higher opinion.
After Gao Weihu finished speaking, he did not linger and walked out of the room leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Not long after, Long Wudang was brought over.
"I heard that the manager asked me to come over. I wonder what brings you here?" As soon as he entered the room, Long Wudang lowered his head and asked tremblingly.
He usually relied on his family background to show off his power, but his family background was nothing in front of Gao Weihu. He had just witnessed the bloody scene of Gao Weihu beating up Zhao Zhiyuan, so how could he dare to be arrogant at all? He just nodded and groveled like a pug.
Mu Hanyan and others did not answer, but looked at Long Wudang with a smile.
"Mu Hanyan, why are you here? Where is the head manager?" Long Wudang looked around and did not see Gao Weihu, but he suddenly saw Mu Hanyan's half-smile, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.
"Manager Gao is not here, so we can borrow his place for a while." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
Long Wudang's pupils suddenly contracted. Without time to think about what was going on, he turned around and rushed out.
Unfortunately, Mu Hanyan and others were well prepared, so there was no way they could let him escape.
"Bang!" A thick turtle shell hit his face heavily, and Long Wudang fell down, with two streams of blood spurting into the sky.
Long Wudang's reaction was not slow. He fell to the ground and bounced, trying to jump up again. Unfortunately, Shen Yuhe was a little faster than him. She jumped high and stomped heavily on his face with both feet.
"Ah..." Long Wudang let out a shrill scream, but soon the scream was drowned out by a series of muffled crackling sounds.
After the baptism of the battles in Huayu City, it was not only Chen Yuhe whose violent factor was activated, but Si Qingkonglan was no exception. Together with Ling Baobao, who already had a violent gene, the three of them surrounded Long Wudang and started punching and kicking him.
"Let me do it, let me do it!" Wen Gaoren had been thinking all day about how to convince Mu Hanyan to accept him as her disciple. It was a rare opportunity for him to show off, so of course he didn't want to be left behind. He squeezed in with a grin, and his attack was even more ruthless than Ling Baobao and the others.
At the door, the guard was stunned. It would be fine if other young people took action, but why did you, an old man with a white beard, join in the fun and attack even more cruelly than the young people?
"Help, help..." Long Wudang lay on the ground, looking at the guard for help. The latter turned around and closed the door.
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"Stop hitting me, please spare me, don't hit me anymore." Long Wudang lay on the ground like a dead dog, begging bitterly with tears and blood from his nose.
"Don't you have Long Wucuo backing you up? Why don't you call him out to see for yourself? How dare you embarrass the High Priest? I'll beat you to death, beat you to death..." Wen Gaoren rode on Long Wudang's back and punched him one after another. He was so excited that his whole body was shaking, and his white hair was swaying from side to side. He looked extremely powerful.
Mu Hanyan and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. When the old man started to attack, he obviously wanted to show off in front of Mu Hanyan, but later he became more and more excited and his attacks became more and more brutal. In the end, Ling Baobao and the others had stopped, and he was the only one who was still beating people up.
"It's none of my business. Long Wucuo wishes I were dead. How could he possibly support me? It's Ou Mingzhi. It's Ou Mingzhi who did this." Long Wudang finally came to his senses and cried out.
"Stop!" Mu Hanyan's heart moved slightly.
She was a little puzzled at first. Long Wudang had suffered two great losses in the Huayu Temple, so he should have learned his lesson. How could he still dare to go against her? Was he really not afraid of death? But when she heard him mention Ou Mingzhi, she vaguely understood something.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death..." Wen Gaoren was fighting hard, as if he didn't hear Mu Hanyan's words, and continued to punch at Long Wudang one punch after another.
Unexpectedly, this old man would be so crazy when he really started fighting. Mu Hanyan helplessly winked at Sikong Qinglan and the others, and they worked together to drag Wen Gaoren back.
Long Wudang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took the pills while crying. He looked so miserable and pitiful.
"You just said that it was Ou Mingzhi who was behind this. What exactly happened?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I don't really know what's going on. I only know that Ou Mingzhi found Long Wucuo some time ago, and it seems that they reached some agreement to attack you and not let you leave Tianyang City alive. It really has nothing to do with me. He was afraid that I would compete with him for the position of the young master of the Long family. He has been against me since childhood. If he had the chance, he would have killed me long ago. How could he support me?" Long Wudang said tearfully.
Mu Hanyan glanced at Long Wudang and remained silent.
No wonder Ou Mingzhi hadn't retaliated yet. It turned out he was determined to put himself to death if he didn't take action! This guy's scheming was indeed much stronger than Long Wudang's.
Mu Hanyan did not doubt Long Wudang's words. This guy was definitely not a tough guy and he should not be lying.
"By the way, I also heard that Long Wucuo just got a magical weapon called the Chaos Sword. He will most likely take the opportunity of the sacrificial ceremony to kill you!" Afraid that Mu Hanyan would not believe his words, Long Wudang added another sentence.
"The Chaos Sword!" Wen Gaoren exclaimed.
"What, you said the Chaos Sword is in Long Wucuo's hands?" Gao Weihu's surprised voice was heard at the door.
Mu Hanyan's heart sank slightly. Even Gao Weihu was so surprised. This Chaos Sword was obviously not simple.
"Boss, help! They actually dared to take action in the black market and openly violate the rules of the black market..." As soon as he saw Gao Weihu, Long Wudang pounced on him as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw and hugged his calf. He originally wanted to hug his thigh, but it was too thick.
"They are my friends." Gao Weihu pointed at Mu Hanyan, then kicked Long Wudang away.
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