Chapter 421 Rescue

"Who is it?!"

The other thugs shouted in fear.

Before they could react, they found that a cultivator 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 made him spit 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 base and barely survived a few moves, but he became more and more frightened.

This unknown cultivator 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 survive 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 gangsters.

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 dark, and Old Yu could barely see their faces, and was 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 channels.

In this situation, the identity of Dao Ting Si is just right.

Old Yu still couldn't believe it.

Dao Ting Si can have such a young monk?

But this waist badge doesn't 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.

After that, 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 corner of the wall, sweating profusely from the pain.

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

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

What are these little ghosts?

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

What exactly do they want to do?

"Are you... from Daotingsi?" Wang Lai asked with pain.

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 guess Mo Hua's thoughts, and his spiritual sense couldn't see through him, as if Mo Hua was shrouded in fog.

Wang Lai was unsure, but still asked:

"Three little 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:

"Unjust, young sir, unjust!"

His right arm was burned and he was unable to move, so he raised his left hand and pointed at Old Yu and said:

"It was them. They wanted to steal the Lu family's mine. I found out, so I arrested them and prepared to send them to the Daoting Division for punishment..."

"These mine repairmen 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 really a talent.

In just a moment, he came up with a set of rhetoric that reversed black and white and framed and slandered.

No wonder he can get along well in Nanyue City, and no wonder others call him "Wang Laipi".

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

"You, you are shameless!"

There is no grudge between them. It was obviously him who wanted to kill people to silence them, but he still wanted to blame others.

Wang Lai sneered and said nothing.

Mo Hua smiled, but said: "Wang is a scoundrel."

Wang Lai's face changed suddenly when he heard this, "Do you know me?"

If you don't know his background, you can't know his nickname.

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

"So you know everything. You came here for me from the beginning. You have seen everything here for a long time?"

"I guess so." Mo Hua said lightly.

Wang Lai said, "How much do you know?"

Mo Hua counted on his fingers and said,

"This month, you went to Yihonglou seven times, robbed twice, beat people six times, ate five free meals, and lost ten and three-point spirit stones in gambling the day before yesterday..."

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

Mo Hua curled his lips.

I watch you every day, of course I know everything.

It's just that you are a fool with low spiritual awareness and didn't find it.

Mo Hua naturally wouldn't say these words, but showed an unfathomable smile, making Wang Lai even more unpredictable.

Wang Lai was frightened, "What are you going to do?"

Mo Hua said in a clear voice,

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you tell the truth."

Wang Lai's eyes condensed, "If I tell you, can you let me go?"

"You say, I won't kill you, but take you to the Daoting Division and let the Daoting Division decide. If you don't tell me, I will kill you now!"

Mo Hua threatened.

Wang Lai sneered, "I will die anyway if I go to Daotingsi?"

Mo Hua said, "It still makes a difference whether you die early or late, and you know Zhao Diansi, you can ask him for mercy, maybe he will 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 still asking me?"

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

"You don't know, but I know, so I am still valuable, so you won't kill me!"

Wang Lai said firmly.

Bai Zisheng said unhappily, "He's still stubborn."

Mo Hua gave him one last chance, "You really won't tell me?"

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

Mo Hua said, "Okay! I admire your courage!"

Then Mo Hua pulled out the Qianjun stick, looked at Bai Zisheng and said, "Beat him."

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

At this time, Bai Zisheng was happy and a little worried:

"Are you okay?"

"What could happen?"

"What if he beats him to death?"

"Beat him to death, then beat him to death. He is not a good guy anyway."

"No, if he beats him to death, you won't be able to get anything from him, right?"

"It's okay, let it be, and there are three more over there..."

"That makes sense..."

...

So Mo Hua finished talking to Bai Zisheng, with a kind smile on his face, and walked towards Wang Lai step by step.

Wang Lai felt a little cold in his heart. He could not help but support himself with his hands, and moved backwards against the cold stone wall until he could no longer retreat. Then he trembled and said:

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

Mo Hua raised the Qianjun stick high, "Let's see whether your mouth is hard or my iron stick is hard!"

Then he smashed it hard with a stick.

Bai Zisheng was not polite either, and punched and kicked him.

Bai Zixi thought of what Wang Lai had done and was a little angry, so he condensed the golden sword energy into the size of golden needles and stabbed Wang Lai one by one.

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

"You dare to say harsh words?"

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and beat him harder.

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

Bai Zisheng asked in confusion, "What kind of pill is this?"

Mo Hua said, "The Xiao Huan Dan, it's for keeping him alive, I'm afraid he'll be beaten to death."

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but said, "You've been thoughtful...very thoughtful."

Mo Hua nodded, "It's my duty."

After beating for a while, seeing that Wang Lai was only exhaling and not breathing in, Bai Zisheng frowned and said,

"Your Xiao Huan Dan is no good..."

Mo Hua scratched his head, a little confused.

This was given to him 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 pills, "Try this, the Bai family's secret recipe, the Ten-fold Great Tonic Pill, first replenish blood, then continue beating..."

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

He took out a pill and gave it to the half-dead Wang Lai.

Wang Lai's complexion soon improved a lot, and his blood gradually became vigorous.

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

Mo Hua was not a physical practitioner and was a little tired, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and insisted:

"Okay!"

Just like that, he beat Wang Lai again.

Even the old Yu next to him was eyelid twitching.

And Wang Lai finally couldn't hold on.

The fist was fierce, the iron rod was hard, and the golden needle was painful.

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

If this goes on, he 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 spat out a mouthful of old blood.

...

After being beaten, Wang Lai was no longer shameless.

He told the truth to whatever Mo Hua asked.

Wang Lai was indeed a habitual offender.

He first found an excuse to trick the miners into the mine, then killed them without anyone noticing, and then contacted the miners' families to demand compensation from the Lu family.

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

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

But there is another suspicious point in 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 what Wang Lai had just said:

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

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

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

Wang Lai didn't want to say it.

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

Wang Lai found that the interrogator was as smart as a ghost.

If he told a lie, he would be found out by him, and he couldn't deceive him at all, so he opened his mouth to tell the truth:

"Someone spent spirit stones to buy the corpse of the mine cultivator..."

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