Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 363 - 189: Capturing

The stars and moon were hanging high.

Tonight the sky was clear, adorned with a myriad of twinkling stars.

Under the starry night, within the courtyard, lanterns were hung around the escort carts.

Bathed in the glow of firelight, several attendants guarding the escort carts leaned on them, already asleep.

The entire yard was utterly silent.

Just then, the sound of footsteps started to rise, as more than a dozen people sprinted across the rooftops of the courtyard.

At the same time, the inner door opened, and Manager He walked in, shrinking his neck tremblingly.

Behind him followed a burly man.

With a short blade in hand, he examined it in the night, occasionally glancing at Manager He and then kicked him from behind.

He kicked Manager He flying, who landed on the ground grimacing in pain.

He didn’t dare make a sound, and could only silently get up from the ground.

The burly man stepped forward, glanced at the two escort agency attendants by the escort carts, and shook his head slightly:

"Immortal fall, immortal fall, even an immortal would have to sway after consuming it.

"After consuming immortal fall, it’s not that I fear they won’t collapse... but fear that they won’t consume."

With that, he glanced at Manager He and said with a smile: "Manager He, wouldn’t you say so?"

"...You are right, absolutely right."

Manager He was obsequious, only occasionally glancing at the escort master beside him, his eyes full of pity and despair.

"But, Manager He, today your actions seem somewhat irrational."

The burly man spoke indifferently: "I have said, anyone wanting to go to the kitchen can just go. The youngest’s skill with poison is far beyond what these ordinary escort masters could detect.

"Why then, today, has not a single person ventured toward the kitchen?

"What exactly did you tell them?"

Upon hearing this, Manager He immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly:

"I didn’t, I didn’t dare utter a word out of place. You must believe me.

"Even if I had the greatest ability, I wouldn’t dare deceive you!"

The burly man gave him a glance and, with a leap, landed on top of the escort cart, lifting the flag on the cart with the short blade in his hand.

"Ziyang Escort Agency... Su?"

The burly man frowned a few times: "Manager He, have you ever heard of this Su... Escort Leader?"

"...I haven’t."

"Forget it, forget it."

The burly man waved his hand: "Let’s end this matter here. Manager He, remember this is the last time, I won’t allow you to make another mistake. And for this time... just sever one of your son’s left legs."

After finishing, he did not care about Manager He’s drastic change in expression or his continuous pleas, simply waving his hand:

"Come down and kill those inside the house and get a few more to dismantle the cart."

As he spoke, he attempted to kick an escort agency attendant over.

Yet the moment his foot came down, it suddenly stalled.

Looking down in surprise, he saw his leg being firmly gripped in the palm of one of the escort agency’s attendants.

During his stunned moment, the escort agency’s young attendant asked:

"Is this your left leg or your right leg?"

In an instant, sheer terror struck.

The burly man was shocked beyond words, but it was already too late to react, only to hear the other person speak indifferently:

"It doesn’t matter anymore."

The moment the words fell, he yanked, pulling the burly man down.

Despite weighing well over a hundred pounds, the man landed in his grip like a dummy, his bones nearly scattered from a simple flick of the wrist.

Stomping on the back of the man, he then ferociously twisted the hand that held the burly man.

A scream, akin to that of a pig being slaughtered, instantly made the whole night tremble!

One leg was gruesomely twisted into a spiral and with a fling, was torn off.

Blood dripping, he raised his hand and threw the leg onto the rooftop.

A silver flash, and then the blade was unsheathed.

The leg was split in two, under the blade was an extremely cold gaze.

Following the loud sound of doors flung open, the courtyard was alight with noise.

The escort masters poured out from their rooms; torches fired up, illuminating the entire yard brightly.

While the painful screaming continued, the person who made the move hoisted the burly man by the spine.

"You... you..."

The man indeed proved tough, enduring the agonizing pain of having a leg torn off.

Yet, he managed to bear it and just glared at the person in front of him:

"Who... who exactly are you??"

"Ziyang Escort Agency, Su Mo."

Su Mo smiled lightly, glancing up at the people on the rooftop.

Though the burly man appeared to be the leader, in face of such an incident, the group on the rooftop showed no disorder.

Clearly, there was another master in charge.

Su Mo sighed:

"Fellows on the cage, why don’t you come down and move some stones, have a bite of bone marrow, how about that?"

A moment of silence, then a voice came from the rooftop:

"There’s no need."

Su Mo slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at them with a smile, and laughed again:

"Having travelled all the roads in the world, having made friends everywhere, the Grandmaster left this livelihood, you’ve eaten from all over the world, why bother with our thin line?"

"..."

The people on the rooftop fell silent again.

Su Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly: "Friends, which path do you hail from?"

He spoke in martial code, asking the people on the rooftop, would you come down for a drink and a chat?