Super Asura System

The old man came in covered in blood, which shocked everyone, but when they saw the old man's face again, they all cried out in surprise.    

    

Yu Chunfeng quickly said, "Isn't that Brother Mo Xiaohui, the swift swordsman? What on earth happened? "    

    

Mo Xiaohui was breathing heavily. He wanted to say something, but he could not. His face was red because he was apparently very anxious.    

    

Zhao Yiming arrived next to him with one step. He hit his back with his palm and spat out a mouthful of black blood. After that, he managed to catch his breath.    

    

Mo Xiaohui grabbed Zhao Yiming's hand and said, "Save the Sect Master and save my granddaughter. This old man can even be your slave."    

    

Zhao Yiming exchanged for a healing pill from the shopping center. After giving it to him, he said, "What exactly happened? Where is your granddaughter now?"    

    

When the others saw Zhao Yiming, they immediately took out a pill without hesitation. Their hearts immediately heated up. Judging from Mo Xiaohui's reaction, this pill was no ordinary pill. It must be worth a fortune.    

    

It seemed like he would have a good life in the future. At least, when he was injured, he would worry that his boss would not treat him.    

    

Mo Xiaohui had completely recovered from his shock. He hurriedly said, "I brought my granddaughter, Mo Jia Er, with me. Originally, I was invited by Brother Sun to join the Sect Master.    

    

I didn't expect that on the way here, a young master would see my granddaughter in a restaurant. He wanted her to drink with him, and even said that he wanted to bring her back to the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan.    

    

Of course I wouldn't. I even brought out the name of the Sect Leader. I didn't expect that fellow to simply ignore the name of the Sect Leader. He even said that he would give me three incense sticks of time to look for the Sect Leader. "    

    

Zhao Yiming's brows furrowed slightly. He didn't expect that he would bump into a member of the Ouyang Family not long after he heard about Four Hidden Families. However, he wasn't afraid of trouble. Since the other party dared to step on his head, he would break his claw.    

    

He immediately said, "Elder Mo, don't worry. I'll go with you and see who the other party is. How dare he be so arrogant?"    

    

Zhao Yiming immediately led his men and followed Mo Xiaohui to the restaurant. This wasn't a restaurant, it was clearly a brothel.    

    

Zhao Yiming nodded at Ma Yunjing. The latter immediately slapped the door of the brothel, shattering it into pieces. At the same time, he shouted, "Mentor Of The Ming Religion has arrived. Those who have nothing to do with this, get out of my way!"    

    

There were not many people in the brothel during the day. Occasionally, there would be a few who would run out when they saw the ferocious looks of these people.    

    

After Zhao Yiming brought them into the brothel, they saw a young master around the age of 30 in the hall. He was holding a delicate and pretty girl, holding her in his arms.    

    

The girl kept struggling. The moment she saw Mo Xiaohui, she shouted, "Grandpa, come and save me!"    

    

Mo Xiaohui was so angry that his face turned white. The young master pointed at him and shouted, "You immoral thing, you dare to rob a civilian girl in broad daylight. Don't you care about the rules of the underworld?"    

    

The young master said to a strong man beside him, "This old man is noisy here again. Beat him out of his mouth."    

    

This strong man was the young master's lackey. He was also an expert in the martial world in his early years. He was called Titan An Li. He was known to be unparalleled in strength.    

    

His steps were very heavy. The ground he stepped on was full of loud thuds. He said with a hideous smile, "You old thing, you dare to come? That pretty boy is the leader you are looking for. I even smashed his head into pieces! "    

    

Zhang Fengnian's figure flashed and blocked in front of An Liqiang, saying, "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to our Sect Leader like that? Let me deal with you."    

    

Zhang Fengnian cultivated the Cultivation Method of Flexibility, which completely countered the force with softness. Both of them knew that the other party was a formidable opponent with just a wave of their hands, and neither of them could do anything to the other in a short period of time.    

    

Soon, the two of them started fighting outside the room, but no one paid any attention to them. This seemingly carefree young master was actually a Grand Master Stage warrior.    

    

Zhao Yiming slowly walked over and sat opposite of him. He said, "I've heard about your Ouyang family. May I know your name?"    

    

At this moment, the young master casually pushed Mo Jia Er to a woman's side. The woman immediately stretched out her hand and grabbed Mo Jia Er, using her strength to struggle.    

    

The young master chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that you would have some knowledge. I am the Ouyang Shuming of Ouyang Aristocrat Clan. I know that you have some reputation in the Pugilistic World.    

    

However, it seems that you only have that kind of appearance. You are actually able to hook up with the little witch of Fallen City. However, this isn't the right for you to be arrogant. "    

    

Zhao Yiming said with a cold expression, "I don't rely on anyone to be arrogant. I only depend on myself, step by step. However, if it wasn't for the Ouyang family, you would have been minced into meat paste long ago!"    

    

One of the fellows beside Ouyang Shuming who didn't look like a good person shouted," You really have the nerve to talk to our young master like this. Let your Lord Baozhu deal with you. "    

    

Could Zhao Yiming look at him? Then, he turned his eyes to Ouyang Shuming. Chen Baozhu immediately felt humiliated and slapped him.    

    

Zhao Yiming didn't even look at him. He simply sent a palm strike at Chen Baozhu. That guy had a smile on his face, but in fact, there was a poisonous needle between his fingers.    

    

The two palms collided. Zhao Yiming didn't move, but Chen Baozhu screamed in pain. His entire right arm was limp, and his bones were shattered by the impact.    

    

Zhao Yiming held a poisonous needle in his hand and said with disdain, "Does your Ouyang family only know how to use this kind of technique? It's a waste of food for such a despicable person to live."    

    

After saying that, he flicked the needle back with his finger. Ouyang Shuming swept his sleeve and didn't expect the needle to pierce through his sleeve and into Chen Baozhu's forehead.    

    

At the same time, Xia Zi was also in the crowd. With a slight step, she arrived in front of the woman and raised her hand to hit her face.    

    

The woman waved her hand to block it. Immediately, she spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. Xia Zi grabbed Mo Jia Er's shoulder and returned to Mo Xiao Hui's side.    

    

There were a few people beside Ouyang Shuming. They shouted at the same time, "You are really bold. How dare you kill the people of Young Master Ouyang? Do you not want to live anymore?"    

    

Ouyang Shuming waved his hand and said, "It's just a dog. If it dies, then so be it. But it depends on the owner of the dog. It's not good for you to be like this!    

    

I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow a few times to me, and let your wife accompany me for a few more nights. Then I'll let you live. "