Chapter 419: Those Who Obey Will Prosper
Inside the villa, sunlight shone through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows onto the Buddha. His head was still glowing, but there were wisps of black air entwined around his body, making him look even more terrifying and oppressive.
The empty space inside the villa was so quiet that it was a little scary.
The Buddha raised his hand, grasped the chin of the big knife with one hand, and applied a little force with his five fingers. A faint sound of breaking bones was heard.
The ring-handled broadsword on the ground had been broken into three sections, and on the middle section one could faintly see finger marks deeply imprinted into the broadsword.
The back of the broadsword had pierced through the scapula on the back, and blood oozed out from the wound on the back, dripping onto the ground along the soaked clothes.
Drop after drop, the clear sound was like an invisible warning.
The scapula bone was pierced, the three dantians were destroyed, the three flowers were shattered, the five qi were scattered, and the injuries on the back of the big knife were extremely serious. He could die at any time.
This kind of injury was not the first time that everyone had seen it. All the dark forces killed by the Buddha in Jiangyin in recent days suffered from this kind of injury.
The Buddha is threatening everyone present.
“Crack!”
As the sound of bones cracking rang out, the man with the big knife's back opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief, fear, and unwillingness.
The Buddha loosened his hand, and the back of the sword fell heavily to the ground.
The Buddha turned around and looked around at everyone, his eyes were cold and crazy.
"I admire people like Da Daobei. After all, not everyone will give up their chance to survive to others and choose death themselves."
“This is a hero!”
“I admire heroes.”
"If anyone else wants to be a hero, please step forward. I promise to give you the best possible burial after your death. This is my last token of my love for you."
These words were spoken with sincerity. If it weren't for what the Buddha had just done to the man with the big knife, everyone might have really regarded him as a man with the big knife whom they admired.
At this time, the extraordinary person only heard threats from the Buddha, naked threats without any disguise:
Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!
Even the Blood Hand Butcher remained silent at this time. The fact that the Buddha dared to threaten everyone here showed that what Maitreya Buddha said might be true, and there might really be a big shot standing behind the Buddha.
Only this can explain why the Buddha is so unscrupulous at this time.
"Don't be afraid. To be a hero you must overcome your fear. Only then can you win my admiration."
The Buddha's gaze continued to sweep across one extraordinary person after another.
"What? There's no hero left?"
The extraordinary people lowered their heads one by one, and no one dared to look at the Buddha, as if they were afraid of arousing the Buddha's vigilance.
After a long silence in the villa, the Buddha sighed softly.
“It’s such a pity.”
"It seems that you are all vulgar people like me."
Upon hearing this, Ruffian Zhang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that these people would really attack them regardless of the consequences. If that was the case, he didn't know whether Master Buddha could survive.
But he will definitely die here.
But now it seems that these extraordinary people are not united after all. Each of them has his own fears. At least no one wants to face the Buddha alone regardless of life and death.
After Lord Buddha entered the old house that day, he seemed to be different. The most important thing was that he seemed to be very powerful.
No one can contend with this kind of power, at least in the dark world of Jiangyin.
Blood-Handed Man-Slayer and Maitreya Buddha kept exchanging glances. Now that Dadaobei is dead, the only ones who can make decisions in the dark world of Jiangyin are these two.
But neither of them is sure they can deal with this Buddha now.
Finally, the bloody butcher who looked like a scholar slowly spoke:
"Master, why don't you tell me what you want to do?"
Neither Blood-Handed Man-Slayer nor Maitreya Buddha wanted to take action. Just as Maitreya Buddha had said at the beginning, they could not afford the risk.
The Buddha glanced at the Blood Hand Butcher, and the madness in his eyes made the Blood Hand Butcher's heart jump.
He originally thought that this was the aura that the Buddha was pretending to have, but now it seems that this is his own aura.
This also shows that Mr. Buddha is very dangerous. It is difficult to tell whether he is really on the verge of madness or just pretending to be normal.
"We are the dark side of the extraordinary, the side that cannot be seen in the light, but I think every place in this world must have its own rules, so that it can last long."
"Is that so, Bloody-Handed Slayer?"
There was a smile on the Buddha's lips, which gradually merged with his strange killing style, making people feel scared.
Bloody Hands Slayer said with a stiff upper lip: "Master Buddha is right."
"I wonder what rules the Buddha wants?"
He was testing the bottom line of this Buddha, or rather, the bottom line of the big man standing behind the Buddha.
Blood Hand Butcher knew clearly that perhaps they could be considered big shots here, but in the world of extraordinary people, not to mention the Western gods and the great monsters on the other side of the ocean, there were also countless masters in the famous families in the Ming Dynasty.
These people are all stronger than them. If that person is really a person above the fifth step, then he can be considered a real big shot even in the Ming Dynasty.
There are some people in this world whom you cannot afford to offend.
The Buddha smiled upon hearing this and said:
"What I want is: I am the rule here."
Bloody Hand Slayer Li Jianing paused, raised his head and said, "Master Buddha wants to become the sky of the dark world of Jiangyin's extraordinary people?"
The Buddha showed a familiar cold smile.
"You are right. I want to be the sky of the dark world of Jiangyin's extraordinary people."
"Which one is for and which one is against?"
After a moment of silence in the villa, the ever-smiling Maitreya Buddha finally spoke:
"Monk, I'm the first to agree."
With Maitreya Buddha's first approval, no one had any other opinions and everyone agreed to this rule.
In the world of extraordinary people, whoever has the bigger fist is right, this is an unchanging rule.
Especially in the dark world of the extraordinary, this is a place without law and governance.
As long as your fist is big enough, then you are the sky.
At this time, Buddha's fist is big enough, so he is the sky here.
"Since no one objects, I hope everyone will give me a pledge of allegiance."
The Buddha bowed his hands, turned his head and said to the ruffian Zhang behind him:
"Ruffian Zhang, bring the person over here."
Upon hearing this, Ruffian Zhang walked out of the villa and came back in just a quarter of an hour, dragging more than ten people with him.
These people were locked tightly by a dark and resentful chain that was tied tightly around the scapula of more than ten people.
The people present basically knew these people, and when they saw them, some of them changed their expressions drastically.
Bloody Hand Slayer was stunned for a moment, then asked:
"This is?"
"These are the people who didn't come to your party. I said I would kill one third of them, so I'm going to do it."
The Buddha turned his head, his eyes sharp as knives, he looked at everyone and said slowly:
"Pierce through their scapula, destroy their three dantians, break the three flowers on their crowns, and disperse the five qi in their chests. Each of you must do at least one of these things as a token of your loyalty."
"As long as you do it, you are one of us."
As he spoke, the Buddha sat on the empty spot on the back of the big knife and said:
"Come on, who's going to start first?"
Everyone was silent. At this time, the Buddha looked at Maitreya Buddha and said:
"Why don't we start with Maitreya Buddha?"
Maitreya Buddha still had a smile on his face, as if he always looked like this.
"It is better to obey than to be respectful."
Maitreya Buddha slowly clasped his hands together, and two iron chains appeared in mid-air in front of everyone. In an instant, the chains pierced through one of the people's scapulas. The iron chains passed through the chest, causing two streams of blood to spurt out.
If the scapula is destroyed, half of the Taoist skills will be destroyed. This is the key to the circulation of the Qi body in the Xuanguan.
The man whose scapula was pierced spat out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't utter it at this moment, as if his meridians were blocked by the dark chain.
But there was no trace of pity on the Buddha's face. He looked at the Bloody Hand Slayer and said:
"Blood Hand Slayer, you don't mind being second, right?"
Now that things have come to this, Blood Hand Butcher will naturally not be rude.
"I don't mind life or death naturally."
"Then please!"
The Buddha waved his hand, and two streams of blood emerged from the body of the Bloody Hand Butcher. The blood instantly hit the top of the head of the extraordinary person whose scapula had just been pierced by Maitreya Buddha, breaking the three flowers on his head.
The man's face became paler. The Three Flowers' spirit, energy and vitality had dissipated.
At this time, the Buddha glanced at the remaining extraordinary people and said:
"What are you still hesitating about?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the extraordinary people who were sitting in their original places all moved.
In just a moment, the people locked in the black chains had completely fallen to the ground, blood was flowing everywhere, and the breathing in the air seemed to be tightened.
The Buddha slowly stood up, looked at the blood on the ground and said:
"The number is just right, but it seems that some of you are trying to get away with it."
He stretched out his hands and pressed them on those people whose five qi in their chests had not been dispersed, dispersing their five qi in their chests. Then he turned around and looked at everyone and said:
"Without a letter of surrender, it would be a pity."
Pitch-black mist emanated from the Buddha's body, and three people in the crowd suddenly knelt on the ground with hideous faces.
The Buddha stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, and the three people exploded instantly, and blood splattered all over the people present.
The villa was filled with a strong smell of blood, just like a battlefield of slaughter. The blood flowed from the corpses and spread on the ground.
The Buddha picked up a towel, wiped his hands, and threw it on one of the dead bodies. A hoarse and crazy voice slowly sounded.
"I'm not a devil. After all, I gave them a chance."
"What do you think?"
Everyone in the villa was silent, and no one dared to speak.
The Buddha didn't seem to care much about the answers. After no one answered, he slowly said:
"It seems that no one has any objections, so... let's talk about business."
"This time we want to integrate the entire Jiangyin Transcendent Dark World because the resources in everyone's hands are too scattered, and problems often occur due to lack of professionalism."
"I will now count the resources under your command. Please cooperate with me. Maitreya Buddha and Bloody Hand Man-Slayer will do it. No one has any objection, right?"
Still no one answered, and no one wanted to be the first to speak out at this time.
The Buddha smiled and said:
"Look at the two of you, you are older than me."
"Thank you, Lord Buddha."
The Blood Hand Butcher cupped his hands and seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by the Buddha.
"I know you two may have something to ask me, but I do have some urgent things to deal with right now, so I don't have much time. I will talk to you two later."
Seeing this, Bloody Hand Butcher could only nod.
"Then please, Lord Buddha!"
After Master Buddha turned around and left the villa with Ruffian Zhang, after Master Buddha left, Bloody Hand Man Butcher and Maitreya Buddha sorted out everyone's resources, and the two sat in the courtyard.
Blood Hand Slayer put down the information in his hand, looked at Maitreya Buddha and said:
"What do you think your chances are against him?"
Maitreya Buddha still had a smile on his face, but there seemed to be fear in the depths of his eyes.
“Less than 30%.”
Bloody Hand Slayer nodded and said:
"His condition is very strange, but at this point he may be no less than a fourth-step cultivator."
"What a terrifying speed!"
“It has to be scary.”
Under the night sky, the lights in the villa have been turned on. Under the lights, no one knows what the future will be like.
………
At this time, in the barren mountains, in the overgrown grass, inside the dilapidated old house, Master Fo and the ruffian Zhang walked into the courtyard of the old house.
As soon as he entered the house, the old servant came forward to greet him.
"Master Buddha, has it been resolved?"
The Buddha bowed slightly:
“Generally speaking, there aren’t many problems.”
"Is that person here?"
The old servant nodded and said:
"I'm already waiting for Master Buddha in the house."
He took off his sunglasses and threw them to the old servant. Then he left the gangster Zhang behind and walked into the old house alone.
This man, who used to be able to call the shots in the dark world of Jiangyin's extraordinary people, was now extremely silent, as if he was waiting for the judgment of his fate.
In the old house, under the orange light, there was no longer any dark mist above the bamboo chair, but a man in black clothes was sitting there.
He gently flipped through an old book, which had a faint yellow hue, like a mark of erosion by time.
There was a slight tremor in the Buddha's heart. The man was clearly sitting there, but he could not sense any trace of the other person's presence.
Is this a fairy?
The Buddha felt that the man sitting there was an immortal, a being that was high above and eternal.
"Just sit down when you come."
Buddha sat obediently on a low stool next to the man in black. At this moment, he did not look like a madman who killed people in front of countless extraordinary people, but like a good student.
"Mr. Ming, I have already done the job."
Wen Zhengming placed the book in his hand on the table and turned to look at the Buddha.
"Do you know why I asked you to do this?"
(End of this chapter)
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