Chapter Nineteen: Unexpected or Expected

  Mo Jun looked at the weak man in surprise, still feeling that something was off. Could a scholar with no internal power and not even enough strength to truss a chicken possibly be aware of his presence?

  "I don't think such a violent killer would come out alone to complete the task." The man's calm face showed no fear, and this composure made the masked man's teeth itch.

  "Hey, Mo Junqing! Can I just kill this guy directly?!" Number One tightened his grip on the man's slender neck by another fraction, the bulging veins on his hand revealing his extraordinary anger at this moment. He was one thread away from snapping and crushing the man to death with his bare hands.

  Mo Jun was infuriated by him, really wanting to kick him to death. It's not clear if the man is intentionally provoking him, how did he manage to get into the Wang Zuo Two Instrument Department?!!

  Hiding any further was meaningless, Mo Junchen slowly walked out, his eyes blazing with fury as if he wanted to flay his partner alive. "You... dare... try that again!!"

  Masked Man No. 1 stumbled and almost threw the man in his hand out. "This isn't... you again..."

  Mo Jun took a deep breath and wisely stopped arguing with the No. 1 pig, turning his gaze to the wretched "hostage" and persuading him in an unprecedentedly good temper, "Xun Qing, as long as you hand over the Qingyu Order, we won't make things difficult for you."

  "Huh?" Xun Qing lowered his head and took a slight breath, his tone sarcastic, "Didn't your master tell you to cut the grass and eliminate the roots, to kill people and silence them?"

  "Cough..."

  Masked Man No. 1 had already punched him in the abdomen, making him bend over and retch uncomfortably. "Don't give a few points of color to open a dye shop, love to say or not, just right for me to beat people up."

  Xun Qing suddenly laughed, and the subsequent violent act lasted for a whole hour. He didn't say another word, nor did he cry out in pain.

  "Hmph... didn't think you were actually a real man." The masked man rubbed his sore hand, gritting his teeth and said, "You're lucky I like the look of you, or else you'd be dead by now."

  After saying that, he threw Xun Qing to one side, just like throwing away a broken hemp sack. Xun Qing could no longer get up, but was lying there motionless like a corpse, with only his weak breathing telling them that he still had a breath of life left.

  "It's time to return to our duties. How are you going to explain this to the master when we get back?" Mo Jun gave him a displeased glance.

  Masked Man No. 1 punched the wall beside him, and the broken stones fell down along the crack with a rustling sound. He said calmly, "I have my own excuse for this, you just need to cooperate." The killing intent was concentrated on one point, waiting to erupt.

  Mo Junying lightly waved his hand and turned to leave, leaving only his back view behind. "Don't bother trying. If you dare to shift the blame onto me, I guarantee that you will never be able to walk out of Er Yi Si alive."

  …………

  The sound of humans grew fainter and fainter, Xun Qing's line of sight gradually blurred, then - the world turned upside down, everything returned to chaos.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  With great effort, Xing Qing opened his heavy eyelids and only saw a pair of shiny little red boots. He immediately turned over, and his bloody face was healing at an incredible speed that ordinary people couldn't match. "Little Ling, I'll only help you this once, it's too exhausting."