Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 178: Driving the tiger away from the mountain
As time went by, it didn't take long before the three groups of aliens whose arms were crippled by Mo Yu went looking for the people behind them.

This can be considered as an industrial injury to some extent. They paid such a huge price, so they must ask for some compensation.

As for Mo Yu, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to ask for it, but the person standing behind them must give it, otherwise no one would dare to accept the reward next time.

Wang family.

In the dim study, the light on the sandalwood table flickered.

Wang Ai casually signaled the old butler beside him to transfer some money. This small amount of money was nothing to him. What really concerned him was the meaning behind it.

His knuckles tapped lightly on the table, making a dull 'thump thump' sound.

"Broken arm? Ha, that little beast Mo Yu was really ruthless."

He picked up the teacup, his cloudy eyes reflecting the three large characters "Tongtian Lu" on the rice paper on the desk. With his current wealth, this calligraphy piece could easily fetch more than ten thousand yuan.

The Wang family's divine Tudao is well-known even in the circle of extraordinary people, let alone ordinary people.

"Double the reward in South China..." He paused, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Also, find some outlaws from outside the circle, the kind with wives and children, to cause trouble."

He casually poured tea on the priceless scroll, causing the ink to smudge. Wang Ai's old face smiled even colder.

People in the circle really can't attack ordinary people, but there is no such restriction for people outside the circle.

His Wang family is not only influential in the circle of extraordinary people. As a large family that existed before the founding of the country, the ups and downs of the past century have not weakened them much. On the contrary, with the overall development of the country, they have gained more benefits.

Lujia Village.

Due to geographical reasons, Lu Ci received the news later than Wang Ai.

It was late at night and the candlelight was dim.

When his second son Lu Xiao brought him the news, Lu Ci's ferocious face covered with scars remained calm, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had not heard it.

Lu Xiao sneered, "Mo Yu, you think you can scare off the Lu family by chopping off a few claws? The bigger his reaction, the more it shows we've found his weak spot. Dad, I'll go arrange the next group of people right away."

"No," Lu Ci slowly opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Withdraw all the people who were sent out."

"What?" Lu Xiao looked at his father in surprise.

Lu Ci stared at him, sighed, and shook his head. "I know you've been imitating my style of doing things, but you've only learned the surface of my ruthlessness."

He pointed at his eyes and said, "The reason why I am ruthless and merciless is because I have a pretty good eye for people. I know who I can bully and what I can kill."

"Because I know what's going on, I can act decisively and leave no room for maneuver!"

"People call me a mad dog, haha. If I were really a mad dog, I would have been kicked to death outside long ago." Lu Ci smiled and looked at Lu Xiao coldly, "When doing things, you have to weigh the pros and cons. Being ruthless is not considered ruthless. Being able to withdraw at any time is considered courageous."

Under the dim candlelight, Lu Xiao fell into deep thought. He still couldn't figure out why he had to stop.

The word gate.

After learning about this, Chen Jinkui reacted decisively and withdrew all his troops.

Unlike the Wang and Lu families, his Shuzi Sect was naturally antagonized by Fenghou Qimen. Even Chen Jinkui himself could not defeat a junior like Wang Ye, let alone other Shuzi Sect disciples.

If Fenghou Qimen was not such a magical technique, how could he be so obsessed and persistent with it?

Anyone who can afford to play Qimen Dunjia is a fool. He dared to have people tailing Wang Ye, which was pure bullying of an honest man. If it were someone like Mo Yu, he really wouldn't dare to continue such a shameful thing.

However, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up Fenghou Qimen.

"Have all of our disciples who know Qimen challenge Mo Yu to a duel. Remember, every time you lose, you must kneel down and praise his Qimen as unrivaled!"

He casually threw out a large hexagram coin, which landed in his palm and opened it to take a look. Chen Jinkui narrowed his eyes as he looked at the hexagram and then instructed, "Tell a few of our young and beautiful female disciples to dress up carefully before going. The funds will be reimbursed by the sect."

The next day, early in the morning.

The sky in South China was covered with a thin layer of mist, and moisture rose from the ground, mixed with the humid heat unique to the south.

A faint fishy smell permeated the streets, mixed with the smell of the fish stalls and the wet ground in the early morning in the vegetable market.

The sounds of vendors shouting and bargaining can be heard one after another, and the crowd is constantly flowing.

Feng Shayan stood at the entrance of an old residential building, her figure erect and her gaze sharp as she scanned the passing crowd. A wireless headset dangled from her ear, exuding a sense of competence and aloofness. Besides her, Feng Zhenghao had also recruited several skilled members of the Tianxiahui, bringing the total to twelve, blending into the crowd. Mo Yu's example of killing a chicken to scare the monkey might deter others, but it could also backfire, emboldening them to become even more aggressive.

Therefore, Feng Shayan has been more cautious in the past two days, but it is impossible to eliminate all dangers in a chaotic public place like a vegetable market.

Extraordinary people are just people with some special abilities, not gods who can do everything. What's more, they are restricted from showing their power in front of others.

She could only rely on her experience and intuition, and lead her men to screen out as many suspicious targets as possible and focus on them.

"Sister Shayan, it seems that most of the people who were following us in the past two days have withdrawn." A young female voice came from the headset with a bit of relief.

Feng Shayan's expression remained serious as she said in a cold voice, "Don't be careless. It might be a deliberate feint to make us let our guard down. Everyone, be alert. It'll only take two days. As long as nothing unexpected happens in these two days, I'll personally double your attendance bonuses."

"Got it!" Several responses came from the headset, and the tone was obviously more excited.

At this moment, another urgent voice sounded: "Sister Shayan, a new group of aliens has been discovered. Wait, that person seems to be Quan Xing... at the east exit!"

Feng Shayan's pupils shrank slightly, Quan Xing?
These guys have always been unruly, not to mention that Mo Yu killed hundreds of Quan Xing masters in the battle at Tianshi Mansion. God knows what kind of crazy things these monsters will do?!
Given the hatred between Quan Xing and Mo Yu, she wouldn't be surprised at all even if you said you were willing to risk your life to set up a human bomb!

She quickly pressed the microphone button and whispered, "Keep a close eye, I'll be there soon! Everyone else, guard your respective areas and search with all your might to see if there are any Quanxing demons in other directions!"

"Yes!" A unanimous response came from the headset.

Feng Shayan turned around and sprinted towards the eastern exit. As she passed through the crowd, reports from her subordinates continued to come through her earphones: there were more than one Quan Xing member at the eastern exit.

Her attention was completely drawn to Quan Xing to the east, and her twelve men quickly adjusted their deployment. Six followed her eastward, while four dispersed to strengthen security in other directions. Only two remained to observe the situation. However, they also focused their attention on any strangers who might be hiding in the crowd.

As everyone knows, there are no ordinary people among all the monsters.

At the same time, in the vegetable market, Mo Yu's grandparents were leisurely browsing the stalls.

Grandpa was a robust old man, over seventy, yet he walked with a steady gait and looked energetic. Grandma was much thinner, with silver hair tied into a bun. Although her face was deeply wrinkled, she exuded an optimistic spirit.

"Old man, this cabbage looks good. Why don't you buy some to make dumplings?" Grandma pointed to a stall with a smile and said in a clear voice.

"Okay, you pick and I'll carry." Grandpa smiled brightly, put down the bamboo basket, and prepared to pay.

Just then, an unremarkable man squeezed over from the crowd. He was carrying a bag of vegetables and looked like an ordinary vegetable farmer, but his steps were a bit hurried.

He lowered his head, glancing around from time to time, as if to confirm something. Just as he passed Grandma Mo Yu, his shoulders slumped and he bumped into her hard.

"Ouch!" Grandma was caught off guard and stumbled. Her thin body fell to the ground, her wooden stick tumbling out, and the vegetables in the bamboo basket scattered all over the floor. She frowned in pain and clutched her ankle with a low cry.

"How do you walk?" Grandpa's face changed. He threw down the bamboo basket and quickly squatted down to help her.

The man lowered his head and said "sorry" in a vague voice. Then he squeezed into the crowd without looking back and disappeared in the flow of people.

"Are you okay, old lady?" Grandpa supported her and spoke anxiously.

"Ouch, I twisted my ankle. It hurts so much." Grandma rubbed her ankle and tried to stand up, but the pain made her sit back down again. Her ankle was slightly swollen and tilted to one side, obviously a serious sprain.

Grandpa frowned and looked up at the crowd, wanting to settle the score with the man, but he was already gone. He reached out and helped Grandma up: "I'll carry you back, don't be so stubborn."

"No, I can still walk..." Grandma waved her hands, but as soon as she exerted force on her feet, she gasped in pain.

At this time, a passing vendor saw this and enthusiastically stepped forward to help: "Oh, old lady, you fell hard. Let me help you pick up the vegetables. You guys go back and have a rest."

Grandpa thanked the aunt, picked up the scattered vegetables, and helped grandma walk slowly home.

Although he was healthy and had no problem carrying the thin old lady on his back, the grandmother frowned in pain. He was so distressed that he muttered, "What's wrong with this guy? He bumped into someone and ran away without even saying sorry!"

At the east exit, Feng Shayan has arrived with her men.

Two figures were seen from afar, one was tall and thin with a face full of flesh, the other was short and fat with a sinister look in his eyes and disordered breathing. They were indeed on the Quanxing list.

She snorted coldly and was about to step forward, but saw the two men suddenly turn around and run away into the crowd.

"Something's wrong." Feng Shayan's heart sank and she stopped abruptly.

But it was too late. Two guilty voices came from the headset: "Sister Shayan, we were negligent. Brother Mo's grandmother was bumped into and sprained her ankle."

Feng Shayan's face darkened. She was relieved that nothing serious happened, but at the same time she was blaming herself for making such a low-level mistake. How could she start?
(End of this chapter)