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

Chapter 180 You Can’t Just Be King When You Enjoy Your Rights
This was the first time that Mo Yu used the Qimen Bureau to this extent.

The courtyard with five entrances is nearly two thousand square meters!
It is roughly the size of five standard basketball courts put together.

In order to control all changes in such a large space, even with the magical technique of 'Fenghou Qimen', the required computing power is still an extremely terrifying number.

Mo Yu had a headache. Even though the tyrant spirit in the Heavenly Palace of his Sea of ​​Consciousness had evolved more than four thousand games of Qimen, and he only needed to apply the formulas, the storm of data in his mind still made him dizzy, as if countless needles were stirring in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He walked through the corridor under the eaves, his black Taoist robe swaying in the wind and his steps were casual.

Rockeries and flowing water are dotted around, and koi fish curiously jump out of the water to look at the young Taoist priest. Their scales glow golden red in the sunlight, symbolizing wealth and beauty.

The next moment, this beauty came to an abrupt end
The flowing water and the koi froze together, the ice surface was as solid as a mirror, and the koi froze in mid-air, its eyes filled with fear.

The birds in the sky flapped their wings vigorously, but could no longer fly. They screamed and fell to the ground, their feathers scattered.
A row of ginkgo trees, symbols of longevity, were cut off at the roots by invisible wind blades and collapsed with a loud bang. Golden leaves flew everywhere, as if they had experienced a natural disaster-level storm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A low gunshot suddenly rang out, and flames from the silencer spurted out, setting off a metal frenzy all around.

For a moment, the style of painting suddenly switched from fantasy and supernatural to science fiction, and the whistling sound of bullets tore through the air.

Strange people are still human.

Bullets hitting the body will also cause pain, and may even cause death!
There was a hint of sarcasm in Mo Yu's eyes. Gun ban?
With a power of the Wang family's level, even magical weapons can be made by ordinary people. Wouldn't it be easy for them to open a small military factory in the basement and make a few guns?
To put it bluntly, many rules that ordinary people regard as absolute forbidden areas are just a thin layer of window paper in the eyes of these "carnivores", especially the old aristocrats.

It's just framed there for show, it looks like it's real on the surface, but as for the substance? Far Dehong!
The grenade drew an arc in the air, and six tongues of fire intertwined into a dense firepower network, accompanied by more than a dozen fragmentation grenades that smashed towards Mo Yu.

Maybe they all have rocket launchers. After all, the technological content of the conscienceless cannon is not high. For such an old-fashioned family with both people and money, how difficult would it be to make it?
"Human Plate, Eight-Gate Transport!"

Mo Yu waved his left palm, and six pitch-black holes suddenly opened up beside him. A storm of bullets whistled in, but all of them sank into the black holes and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, two black holes ignored the cover and appeared beside the gunman across the visual range, and the bullets were shot back at the same speed and angle.

The dull sound of flesh being torn was endless. The bullets penetrated the chests and heads of the gunmen accurately, and blood gushed out. More than a dozen gunmen trained by the Wang family were instantly shot into sieves and fell to the ground in a bloody mess. Not a single bullet was wasted.

As for the grenade that fell next to Mo Yu, it didn't explode at all.

The time and space in this strange bureau were all under his control, and he also had the final say on the detonation time of the grenades, which became a few useless pieces of iron.

With a wave of his hand, the bodies of more than a dozen gunmen disappeared along with the grenades. The smell of blood was isolated by the Qimen Bureau, and the ground was as clean as before.

Although these things can be regarded as evidence of the Wang family's guilt, there is no need to do so.

What Mo Yu has to do now is to use the monkey of the Wang family as a target, demonstrate his own strength, and spread terror to the outside world.

If he leaves evidence of his crime and allows the authorities to intervene, not to mention what the consequences will be, it will also make outsiders mistakenly believe that he is still subconsciously following the rules and hoping for luck, which will weaken the deterrent effect caused by the king's destruction.

What he wants is complete fear, a deterrent that makes no one dare to touch his reverse scale again!
"Is this Fenghou Qimen?!" A strange person from the Wang family who was hiding behind the rockery poked his head out, his face full of horror, and growled, "Everyone, be careful! Don't use long-range methods like guns or hidden weapons!"

"He is a warlock, get close to him and fight him in close combat!" Another voice came from the corridor, with a bit of fierceness.

"Hehe, look at his weak and thin body, I'm going to beat all his teeth out!" The third strange man grinned, holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes full of contempt, and he didn't recognize the identity of the Taoist in black robe at all.

The three Wang family strangers who were speaking rushed over from the front, and the other four were hiding in the dark using their own methods.

But in Mo Yu's Qimen Bureau, this level of concealment is nothing but an attempt to cover up the truth. He has full control over the directions and the good and bad luck. He knows the positions of the seven people as clearly as reading the lines on the palm of your hand.

He didn't stop, not even his pace, his gaze as cold as ice. He didn't even bother to glance at this small character whose strength was no more than 1.2 Feng Shayan.

"Pretty boy, prepare to die!" The alien with the long sword rushed to Mo Yu first, his face full of flesh and twisted.

"?" Mo Yu was slightly stunned. 'Gibo?' This was the first time he had been described in this way.

In the instant he was stunned, the long sword was already within reach, the blade was wrapped in Qi, and it chopped down fiercely with the force of splitting a mountain.

Before it could fall, Mo Yu swung out his right arm expressionlessly and hit the blade directly.

The man with the long sword felt an irresistible force coming at him, and the blade and his arms exploded together. The fragments flew into his body, making a muffled "puff" sound.

The immense power of the Dragon and Tiger at the third level of Reverse Life suddenly erupted, smashing into his chest. His ribs and spine were shattered, and his eyeballs bulged out. Broken bones flew out like sharp blades, striking the face of the alien behind him. Half of a bone spur lodged in his skull, splattering his brain, and his body fell stiffly to the ground.

It can only be said that not all extraordinary people will go to watch the Luotian Grand Ceremony, and it is not recorded or broadcasted due to the prohibition of dissemination. Therefore, although the "Sword Madman" Mo Yu is well-known, not many people really know him.

Wang Ai had not expected Mo Yu's reaction to be so intense. He had just arranged some "energizing" activities for him in the morning to put some pressure on him, but less than three hours later, Mo Yu came to him in person. Mo Yu's images and information had not yet been released to these extraordinary people.

Some people saw him wearing Taoist robes and being good at using strange magic, and even mistook him for a king.

The fall of the two top players in the circle was just like crushing two ants to Mo Yu. He continued to move forward slowly and unstoppably, without looking back, and his eyes were as indifferent as before.

The third alien was filled with shock and fear when he saw his two teammates die tragically in front of him in an instant.

Before he could react, Mo Yu stretched out his claws, as fast as thunder, and his five fingers pierced his head like steel hooks.

Blood splattered, and brain matter mixed with blood flowed down. When the five fingers were pulled out, the strange man's eyes widened, a low "gurgling" sound came from his throat, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Seeing this, the four people lurking in the dark could no longer hold back.

The copper iron rod, the eight-cut knife, the Emei sword, and the hand halberd, four different weapons launched attacks from four directions at the same time.

No matter which side he deals with, he will definitely be hurt by the others!
But Mo Yu's expression did not change. He just continued to move forward, not taking the killing formation formed by these four people seriously at all.

The moment the sharp blade touched his body, four shadows suddenly split out from his body.

With a clap of his hands, a dragon roar suddenly rose;

With a flick of his finger, the sword flashed;

A punch was thrown, subduing the demonic energy;

The five claws pierce the heart, breaking the heart and lungs.

The four shadows attacked in just a moment, and the bloody scene was shocking, with flesh and blood splattering and weapon fragments scattered.

But the moment the shadow returned to Mo Yu's body, the Qimen Bureau started to work, and all traces of people in the courtyard were wiped out.

The blood, remaining soldiers, and corpses disappeared out of thin air, the ground was as clean as before, even the smell of blood was isolated, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Yu walked slowly into the second courtyard and entered the central house. His black Taoist robe was not stained with a trace of blood.

A pond of frozen koi, a fallen canary, and staggered fallen ginkgo trees remained, recording and telling the story of the bloodbath that had once taken place. To ensure his family's normal lives were not disturbed, Mo Yu could not leave any evidence of his crime; but to serve as a sufficient deterrent, he still had to leave something behind, to prove that he had been there and that all this had really happened.

There was a burst of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and three strange people from the Wang family rushed out, with Qi surging in their hands. It was obvious that they heard the movement in the front yard and came to support.

When they rushed into the yard and their eyes fell on the strangely clean ground behind Mo Yu, the three of them suddenly stopped and their pupils shrank.

Although they didn't know exactly what had happened, they knew how fierce the fight was and how many people were involved with weapons.

But now, Mo Yu, the invader, stood in front of them unharmed, and the people who had come before disappeared without a trace, and no trace was even found.

What the hell happened? Do I need to think about it?!
"Run!" The short and fat stranger screamed in fear, turned around without hesitation and staggered towards the backyard. The two people beside him had not reacted yet.

'Xun character·wind rope!'

Before they could take a few steps, the Qimen Bureau started to work, and the invisible wind rope wrapped around the three people like a snake.

With his legs tied, he lost balance and fell to the ground. He struggled to crawl but to no avail.

Mo Yu stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the invisible rope suddenly tightened. In front of everyone in the second courtyard, the three people were hung up by an invisible force. They couldn't even scream and were strangled to death.

This was already equivalent to the main courtyard. He looked around and saw dozens of people huddled together timidly.

Before the corpse completely fell, Mo Yu waved his hand, and the space trembled slightly, swallowing it up.

This scene fell into the eyes of the survivors in the main hall and completely shattered their will.

The gunman's firepower network was backfired, seven aliens were killed instantly, and the three backups were destroyed in public. Fear engulfed everyone like a tide.

At this moment, the Wang family's identity is no longer their capital for arrogance, but a death warrant. They are like ants waiting for the god of death to reap their lives.

A middle-aged stranger in a gray robe was the first to collapse. His legs gave way and he knelt on the ground. His voice trembled as he said, "I... I'm not a member of the Wang family! My name is Zhao Qian, the boss of XX Company. I'm just here to discuss business! I have a family and don't want to get involved in these things. Please let me go!"

Zhao Qian was in his forties, with a thin face and fine lines around his eyes. He usually relied on the power of the Wang family to act tyrannically, but at this moment, his face was covered in cold sweat, his hands were on the ground, and his nails were digging into the cracks of the bluestone.

He forced a smile and lowered his head, not daring to look at Mo Yu. "If you need it, I will immediately transfer 30% of the company's funds, no, 70% to your account!"

"Let me go! I only beg you to spare my life!"

Mo Yu glanced at him indifferently without saying a word.

"I swear, I won't say a word after I leave..."

Zhao Qian thought he had a chance of survival and hurriedly raised his head, but before he could finish his words, Mo Yu snapped his fingers, a wind blade passed by, and his head exploded instantly.

Mo Yu didn't want to tell whether what he said was true or false. When the natural disaster comes, it will not let you go just because of your identity.

Even if he is a good person, it can only be considered his bad luck. Mo Yu needs to use his life as a footnote to his terrifying deterrence.

It goes without saying which one is more deterrent: an avenger who still distinguishes between good and evil and is rational after killing; or a madman who kills everyone equally and crushes them all.

Of course, being the latter doesn’t come without a price.

The cause and effect have been established, and karma has arisen from it.

From then on, he could not show any weakness in front of outsiders, otherwise he would be killed by a pack of wolves.

In addition, after this incident, his reputation in the white world will plummet!
He originally had the opportunity to become the head of Wudang, but now he may not even be able to call himself a Wudang disciple when he goes out. Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Jin and others who originally admired him are also likely to change their views on him because of this.

This is the real world. The world is like a web, and one small move can affect the whole body.

Mo Yu looked up at the sky. Under the azure sky, the white clouds were swirling in the wind, as if he himself was also wrapped in an invisible force.

He seemed to be 'looking' at an invisible hand, a power that he had long known existed, but could only feel personally after actually doing it.

"Everything is nothing more than a choice, and I have no regrets in making my move!" Mo Yu murmured softly, and with a wave of his right arm, wind blades shot out from all directions.

The five aliens who had attempted to flee while Mo Yu was stunned were instantly killed. Their chests exploded, their heads tumbled, and their bodies were cleared away by the Qimen Bureau. Only the sobbing of the women remained in the hall.

In the corner of the main hall, twenty or thirty women were huddled together, shivering.

Among them were young wives from the Wang family's collateral branches, beautiful maids, women from distant relatives, and even a female alien. They were all frightened out of their wits by the slaughter and did not dare to escape.

A young woman in her early thirties knelt down. She was a daughter-in-law from a side branch of the Wang family. Her pearl hairpins were disheveled and her eyes were filled with tears.

The young woman hugged her knees and begged tremblingly, "I'm just an ordinary person, please let us go! I have nothing to do with the Wang family's affairs, I just married into the family... At least, please let my child go!"

Mo Yu glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and a barely perceptible fluctuation flashed in his eyes.

Again, it's true that he is warlike, but he is not bloodthirsty. Every kill he makes has a clear purpose, not just for fun.

As if seeing his hesitation, a dozen or so beautiful escorts also stood up under the organization of one person.

Most of them were in their twenties, wearing light clothing and delicate makeup. Their faces were pale at the moment, but they forced smiles and said in unison: "We are not Wang family members, nor are we strangers. We are just hired here!"

One of the leading women took a deep breath, unbuttoned her coat, revealing her fair shoulders, and said softly, "As long as you're willing to let us go, we're willing to do anything..."

The beauty's voice was trembling, and her eyes were pleading and seductive. Other beauties followed suit, taking off their clothes and exposing their bodies, trying to use seduction to buy a chance of life.

They thought Mo Yu was unwilling to take action because they were women, or because he was attracted by their beauty.

Only the female alien hiding in the crowd knew that Mo Yu was considering whether to cross the red line and take action against ordinary people.

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After just a moment's thought, Mo Yu made a decision. In the blink of an eye, more than ten wind blades poured down like a rainstorm.

The beauties' gentle smiles had not yet faded when wind blades swept past, separating their heads and bodies, blood splattered, their shoulders and heads rolled off, and their delicate bodies fell to the ground; several women who were trying to escape had not taken a few steps when wind blades pierced their hearts, their chests exploded, their limbs flew everywhere, and their screams stopped abruptly.

"So what if you're just an ordinary person? You can't just claim to be a member of the royal family when you're enjoying power, and then say it has nothing to do with you when the enemy comes."

"Strange people? Ordinary people?"

"Actually, they're all the same. The only difference is their stance!"

Mo Yu slowly turned around, his gaze cast towards the end of the corridor. A figure peeked out from the inner courtyard, "Are you right? Wang Bing, Young Master Wang!"

(End of this chapter)