Chapter 37 Don’t You Know You’re Wrong?

"You're done!"

Guanglong covered his broken left leg, concentrating his soul power on the wound to stop the bleeding, while shouting at Jiang Xiu and the other man, the hatred in his eyes was self-evident.

"I'm going to sell you to the black market and make you suffer inhuman torture in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiu frowned slightly, took a sudden step forward, walked up to Guanglong, and kicked him in the chest.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard, and Guanglong's entire chest caved in instantly. His eyes rolled up in pain again, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Jiang Xiu knew about the black market. Not only were there arms sales there, but there were also various human trafficking activities. When the Silver Dragon King first transformed, he was almost abducted by human traffickers. Fortunately, this life was different.

"You dare to hit me, you little bastard, I want you dead!"

Guanglong finally caught his breath. Looking at the mecha brigade getting closer and closer to him, his expression became even more arrogant, and he kept threatening Jiang Xiu.

"Not only will you die this time, but that loser will die too! I want his whole family to die!"

Guanglong pointed at the middle-aged boss who had just stood up and said harshly. The middle-aged boss was frightened by Guanglong's pointing, and kept backing away. He suddenly felt hopeless. How could an ordinary person like him resist Guanglong?

"Tang Wulin and the others weren't ruthless enough. They actually spared your life. The various armies were defending outside, protecting something like you."

Jiang Xiu's eyes were calm as he looked at the mecha brigade that was getting closer and closer. He was not afraid at all. Instead, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Xiu clenched his left hand, and dark soul power surged out wildly. A dark straight knife gathered and fell towards the neck of the light dragon.

"What are you doing?! My brother is right there, you can't kill me! I'm a soul master!"

Seeing Jiang Xiu raise the straight knife, Guanglong's pupils suddenly shook, the arrogance on his face disappeared instantly, and he spoke urgently, his body beginning to struggle violently.

"Don't worry, you won't die. I still have use for your shadow. This is also your contribution to the fight against the abyss."

Jiang Xiu said calmly, and the straight knife in his hand fell down fiercely.

"I was wrong, don't kill me, I was really wrong!"

Driven by the desire to survive, Guanglong's face turned into a pleading one, and his resentful eyes cleared, and he looked around frequently.

"Stop! Stop it, Captain!"

The mecha brigade also rushed over at this time, and an angry roar came from the purple mecha in the lead.

"You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."

Jiang Xiu smiled faintly, black knife flowers appeared, and the straight knife turned into a black shadow and fell into the shadow of the light dragon.

The next moment, Guanglong strangely covered his neck tightly with both hands, and the rich yellow soul power gushed out of his hands. He twisted it hard to the right, and suddenly a head flew up, blood splattered, dyeing the surrounding ground red.

This sudden scene left the people around confused.

How could you kill yourself?
"Bastard!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the Soul Master inside the purple-level mech's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. With a roar, he charged straight at Jiang Xiu, unleashing a ferocious aura. Jiang Xiu calmly raised his hand, and a black shadow instantly emerged from the corpse of the light dragon, transforming into a ball of dark light that merged into the Shadow Monarch behind Jiang Xiu. Immediately afterward, two purple soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Na'er had already come to Jiang Xiu's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. The silver dragon spear suddenly appeared in her hand. She was not afraid at all when facing the oncoming mecha.

Just as Jiang Xiu was about to activate his first soul skill, a figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd. He was dressed in white and holding an ice-blue sword. A sharp sword light flew out, and immediately forced the purple mecha to enter defense mode and stop.

It was Wu Changkong, and in the dark shadows of the crowd, a man saw Wu Changkong take action and slowly stopped the soul power gathered in his hand. On the man's chest was the symbol of the Spirit Communication Tower.

"Wu Zhangkong, you've crossed the line! Last time, my brother was injured because of your student. I gave you face and didn't pursue the matter too much. But now my brother is dead, and you still want to stop him!"

The purple-class mecha stopped, and a burly man walked out of it. Looking at the light dragons that had already split up and acted separately, his eyes were bloodshot, and he growled at Wu Changkong.

At the same time, six soul rings, two yellow and four purple, appeared under his feet, and Wu Changkong's soul rings also appeared, but they were six soul rings, two yellow, two purple and two black.

"Guang Biao, you condoned your brother's oppression of ordinary people. Is this what a spirit master should do? Even according to federal law, he should have died long ago."

Wu Zhangkong's eyes were cold, and he said without giving in.

Looking at Wu Changkong, Jiang Xiu seemed to understand something. It seemed that Wu Changkong appeared here just to prevent Guanglong from taking revenge after he was discharged from the hospital.

After all, people like Guanglong are the type who bully the weak and fear the strong. Since he can't get back at Tang Wulin and his group, he will definitely target the middle-aged owner of the beef shop.

Then, Jiang Xiu turned his gaze to Guang Biao and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Every city has its own armed forces, and Donghai is a large city on the coast of the Sun-Moon Federation, so the Federation has deployed a brigade composed of mechas here, and Guang Biao is the captain of a mecha brigade.

"No need to waste time. A life for a life. Wu Zhangkong, hand over the two murderers behind you, and we'll be fine. I'm the captain of the security team, and according to federal law, I have the authority to detain the murderer."

Guang Biao looked at the six spirit rings on Wu Changkong, especially the last two ten-thousand-year spirit rings, his eyes filled with fear. He suppressed his anger and spoke, directly identifying Jiang Xiu as the murderer.

He had fought with Wu Changkong last time. Although both of them were Soul Emperors, he and Wu Changkong were not on the same level at all, so he wanted to use federal law to suppress Wu Changkong.

Upon hearing this, Wu Changkong frowned and looked at Guang Biao and the dozens of mechas behind him. He seemed to have thought of something, and the Tianshuang Sword in his hand trembled slightly, but he did not attack again.

Seeing this, Guang Biao sneered, then walked towards Jiang Xiu and Na'er with a fierce look.

"Captain Guang Biao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want. Your brother broke his own neck. Everyone saw it."

At this time, a figure in a golden robe walked out from the crowd and looked at Guang Biao with a smile. On his chest was the logo of the Spirit Communication Tower, with eight golden patterns on it.

"Tower Master Liu, you..."

When he saw this person, Guang Biao stopped and even the anger on his face dissipated a little, because this person was the deputy tower master of the East China Sea Spirit Tower.

"Are these two people from your Spirit Pagoda?"

Guang Biao whispered in secret.

"Guang Biao, you don't need to ask too much about the identities of these two people. Moreover, your brother committed many evil deeds and even committed suicide. You must not make mistakes."

Deputy Tower Master Liu still had a kind expression, but the warning in his tone was already evident.

(End of this chapter)

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