Chapter 14: More Hateful Than Uncle Vernon
"May I ask your name, little brother? My name is Huang Xiaoyi, courtesy name Gongyun, and I am the deputy head of Lianyun Hall of Luo Sect."
Huang Xiaoyi saw that he had actually found the source of MSG. Even though he had just suffered a loss at the hands of the Beggars' Sect, he couldn't help but smile. He held the sword in his other hand, clasped his palms facing outward, and asked.
"Du Mu, whose courtesy name is Bowen, is the owner of Sixiang Martial Arts School." Du Mu also clasped his fists in return.
The two of them were in harmony with each other, as if they had forgotten about the two people from the Beggars' Sect.
Upon hearing this, Li Youde and Wang Fugui immediately looked at Du Mu.
After all, there were no photographs in ancient times. Although they had already secretly investigated the destruction of the Beggar Gang branch with their own strength, they did not recognize that this was the villain until the other party introduced himself.
Wang Fugui's eyes rolled and he suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"
Huang Xiaoyi's face suddenly darkened. He looked at the two people from the Beggars' Sect and said rudely, "What does our Luo Sect have to do with your Beggars' Sect when we discuss business? Stop making trouble! Do you think our Luo Sect is vegetarian?"
Wang Fugui chuckled, "Why not? This MSG was invented by the leader of our Beggars' Sect branch, but it was stolen by this killer, and then the body was destroyed with artillery fire. We came from the Beggars' Sect headquarters to avenge our brothers and to recover the MSG formula."
"You're talking nonsense!" Huang Xiaoyi cursed angrily, but his eyes looked at Du Mu. He hated this man even more in his heart and thought he was a real idiot.
Before Master Luo found out about MSG, he also explored the environment of Kowloon Bay. After all, this was a small county town. The simultaneous firing of twenty artillery pieces could not be concealed at all. The instigator could be regarded as a prominent figure in the county.
Originally, Huang Xiaoyi was not interested in the grievances between the Beggars' Sect and the locals, but he never thought that the MSG formula they were looking for was in the hands of the culprit.
The current situation is clear. The people from the Beggars' Sect's headquarters are here to seek revenge. Master Du is afraid, so he wants to offer MSG to gain protection from the Luo Sect.
But can't you just bring it up in private? Didn't you see that one person from the Beggars' Sect can tie with me? How can I beat two people with my head?
In this situation, with the two Beggars' Sect members joining forces, there is no way I can protect you, you fool!
When they were captured and tortured, even a man of iron wouldn't be able to bear it. The MSG was really snatched away by the Beggars' Gang.
Huang Xiaoyi immediately started brainstorming, but no matter what he tried, he could not find a way to save Du Mu under this situation.
Just as he was racking his brains, Du Mu looked at Wang Fugui and whispered, "Shut up."
The air hummed slightly.
This was actually a secret method of transmitting sound, using the true Qi to condense the sound waves into threads, which would fall accurately into the ears of others.
But Du Mu used a little more force so that people around him could hear him talking, and his voice sounded like thunder in the target's ears.
Not only that, Du Mu also used magic power to drive it this time.
The magic power circulated in the meridians, as if constructing a strange magic array. It was also the first time that Du Mu used his magic power on an outsider, and he waited for the effect with some curiosity.
That’s right, he called the mixture of true energy and magic power mana. Anyway, this world has never heard of any cultivators.
Wang Fugui looked at Huang Xiaoyi and was about to say something, but suddenly the whole world became blurry.
This kind of blur is a bit like the Gaussian blur in later software, as if looking at the world through uniform frosted glass.
Wang Fugui was a little surprised. He was about to say to himself: "What's going on?"
Before he uttered the first syllable, it was as if someone had ignited thousands of pounds of gunpowder in his ears. With a bang, blood spurted out of his ears in an instant!
“Ah—ah——!” Wang Fugui let out a shrill scream and knelt on the ground, covering his ears.
The Nara woman's face was splashed with blood and she stood there in a daze. Even after she was released, she was so shocked that she forgot to run away.
The diners who were watching the fun were now completely stunned.
"Perform... perform magic tricks?" someone asked hesitantly.
In fact, Master Du just opened his mouth and blood spurted out of the other party's ears. How could this be called martial arts? It was clearly a sorcery!
But there are no monsters or gods in this world, so it can only be a magic trick done by the two of them. Only Shopkeeper Xue, Huang Xiaoyi, and the other two people in Luo Sect knew that the two people in the Beggars' Sect would not cooperate with Du Mu, but were even his mortal enemies.
Therefore, the shock in their hearts was even greater than that of ordinary diners.
"Brother Du...what's going on?" Huang Xiaoyi said in surprise.
Although he had never fought with this member of the Beggars' Sect, the other party was able to capture his disciple alive, so it was obvious that he was quite skilled.
Just increasing the volume of the secret voice transmission can actually directly shatter the opponent's eardrum?
Even Master Luo probably doesn't have such profound internal strength, right?
Seeing this, Li Youde hurried forward to check Wang Fugui's injuries.
Despite repeated attempts to comfort him, Wang Fugui continued to scream. Li Youde had no choice but to strike Wang Fugui with a knife, causing him to fall into a coma.
Then he took a closer look and found that Wang Fugui's ears seemed to have been stuffed with gunpowder and ignited and exploded, and the ear canals were bloody and mangled.
He looked at Du Mu in doubt and said angrily, "What evil skill are you using?!"
Du Mu shook his head: "Don't bother with that, Your Excellency."
As he said that, he looked at Harry next to him, and seeing that Harry looked a little scared, he said to Harry in English: "Harry, do you feel pity for that man?"
Harry looked at the other man screaming and nodded worriedly, "Poor thing, what happened to him? Why did his ears suddenly explode?"
Du Mu shook his head and said, "Then who do you think is more pitiful, between those disabled children in the martial arts hall and him?"
Harry felt confused by this question, why did it involve those disabled children?
But think about those disabled children, who either have no arms or legs, or no eyes or noses. Although they don't bleed, they must look even more miserable when they are injured.
So he said reluctantly: "Those children are more pitiful... But I think that anyone who is injured is pitiful, and we shouldn't say that others with minor injuries are fine just because others are more seriously injured."
Du Mu smiled and said, "You are right, Harry. But if I say... these two people have turned many healthy children into such disabled ones, do you still feel pity for them?"
Harry's expression suddenly changed.
His original sympathy was withdrawn, and he frowned and said, "They did it? They chopped off the...bodies of those children?"
"That's about the same." Du Mu said casually.
Although the real murderer had been killed by himself, these two people were very familiar with this business. "Kind-hearted father" was the slang that the kidnappers used to call themselves, and they had obviously done similar things.
Harry's face suddenly turned stern and he looked at the two men with disgust.
They're worse bastards than Uncle Vernon.
No, a million times more of an asshole than Uncle Vernon, who, while he liked to pull his hair and hit himself, at least didn't think of cutting off his nose or his hands.
Li Youde saw that Du Mu was so casual that he was still in the mood to talk to a child at such a tense moment.
But he looked at Huang Xiaoyi again, and thought that although he could easily defeat the deputy leader of the Luo Sect, it would still take some effort.
During this period, if he was attacked by Du Mu's evil sonic skills, he would be in big trouble.
So he carried Wang Fugui on his back and was about to retreat.
Du Mu turned around and asked calmly, "Did I let you go?"
(End of this chapter)