Chapter 421: Rescue

"Who is it?!"

The other thugs shouted loudly with fear in their eyes.

Before they could react, they found that a monk had approached them.

This person was not tall, but he was very fast. There was golden light on his fist. With just one punch, he knocked a thug to the ground and vomited blood.

Another thug drew his knife in panic and chopped at the figure.

But when the knife was halfway, his forearm was held by someone.

The man twisted hard and broke the thug's forearm.

The thug cried out in pain, but before he could cry out a few times, he was kicked away again, his chest was churning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The remaining thug had a deeper cultivation and barely survived a few moves, but he became more and more frightened.

This unknown monk was also a Qi Refiner, but his aura was extremely strong, his moves were fast and swift, his boxing skills were proficient, and at first glance, his rank was not low.

Every time his fists collided, he felt his fists were numb and the bones in his hands seemed to be shattered.

Under the opponent's fierce attack, he could only passively take the beating and couldn't fight back at all.

And he couldn't hold on for long. He could only barely get through these few moves, which was already his limit.

Sure enough, after a few moves, his fist bones were shattered, the pain was unbearable, his body stagnated, and a flaw was exposed.

The opponent dodged and came to his side, punching from bottom to top, golden light overflowing, and broke his arm with one punch.

Dahan groaned in pain, turned around and wanted to leave, but the ghostly monk approached and kicked his leg.

The big man fell to the ground with a plop and fainted from the pain.

In a flash, Wang Lai was the only one left among the ruffians.

At this time, Wang Lai had put out the fire on his arm, but his right arm was charred and drooped weakly. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and could no longer hold the knife.

Wang Lai looked around with a frightened look on his face, and hurriedly asked:

"Which monk is this?"

No one answered in the silent mine.

Wang Lai turned around and ran, but after a few steps, a golden sword light flashed, flew past, and pierced his right leg.

Wang Lai staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, and wailed while holding his right leg.

His right leg was pierced by the sword light, and on the wound, there was a snow-white, flame-like spiritual power, which burned it bit by bit, making him miserable.

But in just a few moments, Wang Lai and his fierce thugs were all knocked down.

Old Yu couldn't believe it.

His eyes were shocked, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and said fearfully:

"I don't know who the master is, please..."

Before he finished speaking, he found a white little hand holding his arm and helped him up.

Three small figures appeared in front of him.

The mine was dim, and Old Yu could barely see their faces, and was even more shocked for a moment.

The three handsome and extraordinary young monks easily subdued Wang Lai and his men.

"You, you are..."

Mo Hua raised a bronze waist badge in his hand.

"We are from Dao Ting Si."

This bronze waist badge was specially applied for him by Zhang Lan and Zhou Zhang Si when he was in Tongxian City.

After all, traveling outside, multiple identities and multiple ways.

In this situation, the identity of Dao Ting Si can be used.

Old Yu was still a little bit unbelievable.

Dao Ting Si can still have such a young monk?

However, this waist badge does not look fake, and they don't need to lie to an old man like him.

Old Yu bowed and said, "Thank you three young adults."

Mo Hua did not let him bow, but handed him a hemostatic pill and said:

"Take it first and adjust your breath for a while."

Then he ran to Wang Er and Tang Wu and fed each of them a pill.

He had just used his spiritual sense to spy on them. The two men just fainted, their scalps were broken, and their sea of ​​consciousness was shaken, but their lives were not in danger.

Then Mo Hua walked slowly towards Wang Lai.

Wang Lai's right arm was injured by Mo Hua's fireball technique, and his right leg was injured by Bai Zixi's sword light. He leaned against the wall, sweating profusely from the pain.

He looked at Mo Hua, and his eyes were also full of disbelief.

He never expected that he would fall into the hands of a few children.

Who are these little ghosts?

How did they find him, and how did they appear in the mine?

What exactly do they want to do?

"You... are from Daotingsi?" Wang Lai asked reluctantly.

Mo Hua nodded.

"Then do you know... Zhao Diansi?" Wang Lai asked tentatively.

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, "Are you familiar with Zhao Diansi?"

Wang Lai forced a smile, "Not very familiar, just a little friendship."

"Oh." Mo Hua said meaningfully.

Wang Lai couldn't see through Mo Hua's origins, let alone Mo Hua's thoughts. His spiritual sense couldn't see through him, as if Mo Hua was shrouded in fog.

Wang Lai was unsure, but still asked:

"Three young adults, I wonder what you are doing in this mine?"

Mo Hua smiled, "What do you think?"

Wang Lai said awkwardly, "Please tell me clearly, sir."

Mo Hua looked at him and said, "You are killing people!"

Wang Lai's expression changed, and he immediately shouted:

"Unfair, young adults, unfair!"

His right arm was burned and he couldn't move, so he raised his left hand and pointed at Lao Yu and said:

"It's them. They wanted to steal the Lu family's mine. I found them, so I subdued them and prepared to send them to Daotingsi for punishment..."

"These mine repairers look honest, but they are actually treacherous and greedy for small profits. They can do anything.

"Don't be fooled by them..."

Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

This Wang Lai is truly a talent.

In just a moment, I came up with a set of rhetoric that confuses right and wrong, and frames and slanders.

No wonder he was able to get along so well in Nanyue City, and no wonder others called him "The Scoundrel King".

Old Yutou was furious when he heard this, and pointed at Wang Lai with a trembling finger:

"You, you are shameless!"

He has no grievances and no grudges. He obviously wants to kill people and silence them, but he still wants to beat him up.

Wang Lai sneered and said nothing.

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Wang Shapi."

When Wang Lai heard this, his expression suddenly changed, "Do you know me?"

If you don't know his background, it's impossible to know his nickname.

Wang Lai thought about it carefully, his heart gradually became cold, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"So, you know everything. You came here for me from the beginning. Have you seen everything here?"

"That's right." Mo Hua said lightly.

Wang Lai asked: "How much do you know?"

Mo Hua clasped his fingers and said:

"This month, you went to Yihong Mansion seven times, robbed people twice, beat people six times, ate five free meals, and gambled money the day before yesterday, and lost ten and three points of spiritual stones..."

Wang Lai was shocked, "How is that possible? How could you know!"

Mo Hua curled his lips.

I stare at you every day, of course I know everything.

It's just that you idiot has low consciousness and didn't notice it.

Of course, Mo Hua would not say these words, but would just show an enigmatic smile, making Wang Lai even more unpredictable.

Wang Lai was horrified, "What on earth are you going to do?"

Mo Hua said in a clear voice:

"I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you should answer them honestly."

Wang Lai's eyes narrowed, "I told you, can you let me go?"

"You said, I will not kill you, but will take you to the Daotingsi, where you will be punished. If you don't tell me, I will kill you now!"

Mo Hua threatened.

Wang Lai sneered, "When I get to Daotingsi, won't I still die?"

Mo Hua said: "There is a difference between dying early and dying late. Besides, don't you know Zhao Diansi? Ask him for mercy, maybe he can let you go."

Wang Lai's eyes flickered and he sneered:

"Since you know me so well, you should know everything you want to know. Why are you asking me?"

"Since you're asking me now, there must be something you don't know."

"You don't know, but I know, then I still have value, so you won't kill me!"

Wang Lai said firmly.

Bai Zisheng said displeasedly: "He's still being stubborn."

Mo Hua gave him one last chance, "You really don't want to say it?"

Wang Lai sneered, "I won't tell you even if you kill me."

Mo Hua said: "Okay! I appreciate your backbone!"

Then Mo Hua took out the Qianjun Stick, looked at Bai Zisheng and said:

"Hit him."

Bai Zisheng looked excited. He had long wanted to beat this bastard, but Mo Hua wanted to ask Wang Lai something, so he held back.

Hearing this, Bai Zisheng was both happy and a little worried:

"Is everything okay?"

"What can happen?"

"What if I'm beaten to death?"

"Just beat him to death. He is not a good person to begin with."

"No, if I'm beaten to death, wouldn't you be able to ask for anything?"

"It's okay, just let it go. Besides, there are three more over there..."

"That makes sense..."

…

So after Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng finished talking, they walked towards Wang Lai step by step with kind smiles on their faces.

Wang Lai felt a little cold in his heart. He couldn't help but put his hands on the ground, pressed against the cold stone wall, and moved backward until there was no way to retreat. Then he said with a trembling voice:

"You... don't..."

Mo Hua raised the Qianjun Cudgel high, "Let's see if your mouth is tougher than my iron rod!"

Then he hit it hard with a stick.

Bai Zisheng was not polite and went up to punch and kick him.

Bai Zixi was a little angry when she thought of what Wang Lai had done, so she condensed the golden sword energy into the size of a golden needle, and pierced Wang Lai's body one by one.

Wang Lai gritted his teeth and held on tightly, "You little bastards, I remember..."

"You still dare to say harsh words?"

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and beat him harder.

After beating him for a while, Mo Hua remembered something, took out a pill and fed it to Wang Lai.

Bai Zisheng wondered: "What kind of pill is this?"

Mo Hua said: "The Xiaohuan Dan is for hanging his life. I'm afraid I'll beat him to death."

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but said: "You are... so thoughtful."

Mo Hua nodded, "It should be."

After fighting for a while, seeing that Wang Lai could only vent his energy and not take in any more, Bai Zisheng frowned and said:

"You're so young, you're not good at returning pills..."

Mo Hua scratched his head, a little confused.

This was given to me by Mr. Feng. It should be a good thing. Could it be that he beat him too hard?

Bai Zisheng took out a bottle of elixir and said, "Try this, the Bai family's secret recipe, Shiquan Dabu Dan, first replenish the blood, and then beat..."

Mo Hua took it between his nose and sniffed it, his eyes lit up, "This is good."

He took out one pill and gave it to the half-dead king to take.

Wang Lai's complexion quickly improved a lot, and his vitality gradually became stronger.

Bai Zisheng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Continue!"

Ink painting is not a physical training, and I was already a little tired, but after thinking about it, I gritted my teeth and insisted:

"good!"

Just like that, Wang Lai was given another fat beating.

Even Old Yutou next to him saw his eyelids twitching.

And Wang Lai finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The fist is fierce, the iron rod is hard, and the needle hurts.

The key is that these little devils really don't care about their own life or death.

If they continue like this, they will really be beaten to death.

Wang Lai was no longer tough, and begged for mercy intermittently:

"I... was wrong, spare... spare my life..."

Bai Zisheng was a little reluctant, and Mo Hua was also very regretful, and couldn't help saying:

"You have to be beaten to be honest, I think you should stop calling me 'Wang Lai Pi' and change it to 'Wang Jian Pi'..."

Wang Lai spit out a mouthful of old blood.

...

After being beaten, Wang Lai was no longer shameless.

He told everything Mo Hua asked honestly.

This Wang Lai is indeed a habitual offender.

First, find an excuse to trick the mine repairman into the mine, then kill him without anyone noticing, and then contact the mine repairman's family to ask the Lu family for compensation.

After killing people, he also made money from the dead.

Wang Lai did this kind of thing many times, but because the mines were inherently dangerous and often miners disappeared, the Daoting Division neglected its duties and was too lazy to investigate, so he was able to get away with it.

But there is another doubt about this matter.

Because the Lu family stipulated that if the body was not found, no spiritual stones would be compensated.

So many times, they could not get compensation.

Although Wang Lai was greedy, it was unlikely that he would take the risk to kill people for a sum of spiritual stones that he was not sure he could get.

And Mo Hua remembered that Wang Lai had just said:

"Open the heart veins and kill them, don't hurt the limbs or break the skin..."

Killing miners, pretending to be missing, why be so particular about the killing method?

So there must be something wrong here, and Wang Lai must be hiding something.

Wang Lai was unwilling to say.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold, and he asked again and again.

Wang Lai found that the interrogating young cultivator had a mind as sharp as a ghost.

If I tell a lie, he will find out, so I can't fool him at all. So I tell him the truth:

"Someone spends spirit stones to buy the corpse of the mine repairman..."

"We earn spirit stones by killing people and selling corpses..."