Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

"It's too dark, I can't see clearly, come closer."

As darkness fell, the Zhao family members quickly lit tinderboxes and slowly surrounded Chen Mo.

Chen Mo first handed C4 to Zhao Cang and the other two experts at the Inner Strength Realm, then pointed to the firearms on the ground and explained:

"These two are called Barrett and M249 in my hometown. The one you have is C4, which is more powerful. I brought four with me, and there are more on it."

"Kid, you better behave yourself. If you try anything funny, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Zhao Cang warned sharply.

"Second Uncle, you've misunderstood me! Young Master Zhao and I are sworn brothers. I've sincerely pledged my allegiance to the Zhao family, heaven and earth can bear witness! I intend to offer all these hidden weapons to you, Second Uncle. It's just that I can't carry them all by myself. Could Young Master Zhao help me retrieve them?"

"Let's go! I bet you wouldn't dare try anything funny!"

Zhao Yong said smugly.

"Following Young Master Zhao means living a life of luxury; I certainly can't miss such a great opportunity."

Chen Mo smiled and agreed.

"You're smart to know what's good for you. Where's the hidden weapon?"

"On the slope."

The two men, each carrying a fire torch, walked together up the hillside.

Chen Mo said as he walked:

"Young Master Zhao, we're giving you all these hidden weapons; you're sure to make a great contribution this time!"

"Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely plead with my dad for you when we get back."

Zhao Yong patted his chest and guaranteed it.

"There's no need to plead for him, I'm just afraid that Old Master Zhao will blame me for accidentally injuring someone from the Zhao family."

"Those people are dead, so be it. We can train them again. The gift you've given us is worth far more than their lives!"

The two chatted as they walked up the slope, far enough away from the explosion point. Chen Mo calmly pulled out the C4 wireless remote detonator, a cold smile playing on his lips, and said softly:

"Young Master Zhao is so kind. I have another big gift for you."

Down the slope.

The light from the tinderbox formed a circle, and Zhao Cang squatted in the middle, examining the C4 thoroughly.

This thing has no blade or point, and its surface is smooth like a piece of warm jade, but it weighs more than twice as much as an iron block of the same size.

He casually handed the lump of iron to the people next to him, and several of them crowded in front of the firelight, weighing it in their hands and marveling at it.

This material is unheard of; it looks neither like iron nor stone. Even the top weapon-refining masters in the county town could never create such a rare item.

Several junior disciples at the Qi and Blood Realm level squeezed at the back, craning their necks to peer out.

Everyone knew perfectly well that with this batch of extraordinary treasures, Qing Shi Town would eventually belong to the Zhao family.

With a little more money spent on bribing higher-ups, even the big shots in the county would have to look up to the Zhao family.

The firelight reflected on every greedy face, and a raging fire burned in everyone's eyes—an undisguised ambition and lust, as if they couldn't wait to stuff the treasure into their pockets.

Zhao Cang suddenly stood up, stuffed the C4 into his chest, and glanced up at the slope.

Zhang Deshuai and Zhao Yong have been up there for so long, they not only have to take down all the remaining treasures, but Chen Mo must also obediently hand over the secret medicine formula in his hands!

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and the firelight danced wildly in his pupils, as if he could already see the Zhao family rising to prominence and dominating the region.

On the slope.

Chen Mo shoved the detonator into Zhao Yong's palm and pointed to the bright red button on it.

"Just press this red bump, and you'll see the big gift. Don't rush, wait until I tell you to press it."

Zhao Yong held the small box, no bigger than the palm of his hand, and examined it from all angles for a long time before asking questions with a face full of curiosity.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

"This is the main switch, it's part of the same system as those iron lumps down the slope. Once you press it, all those treasures will obey your commands," Chen Mo said calmly.

Zhao Yong's eyes lit up instantly, and his fingers couldn't help but move towards the red button, eager to try it out. Just as he was about to touch it, Chen Mo grabbed his wrist.

"Listen carefully, you can only press when I say press."

Chen Mo glanced sideways down the slope and saw that the circle of firelight was still gathered in one place, with all the members of the Zhao family crammed inside, not one missing.

He stepped aside to make way, raised his hand and patted Zhao Yong on the shoulder, his tone crisp and decisive.

"Press now."

Zhao Yong grinned and called out with gratitude.

"Good bro, that's a true friend!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he pressed the red button firmly.

The next second, something terrifying happened!

Twenty C4 bombs detonated simultaneously at the bottom of the slope!

Boom boom boom!

……

In an instant, the entire valley was engulfed by a towering fireball!

A blinding white light instantly illuminated the entire world, and a deafening roar caused the ground to tremble violently!

Flames shot straight into the sky, exploding into a huge mushroom cloud, illuminating the dark night sky as if it were daytime, so bright it was dazzling!

What internal strength realm, qi and blood realm, body refinement realm? The Zhao family members didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were instantly blown to smithereens, leaving not a trace behind!

The flames gradually subsided, leaving only a huge, still-burning crater at the bottom of the slope, with the rubble around the crater glowing red-hot.

The shockwave surged up the hillside, knocking Zhao Yong to the ground and sending the tinder flying from his hand.

He lay on the ground, looking up at the spot where his second uncle had just been squatting, which had now become a large, still-burning fire pit.

His mouth was agape, his pupils were filled only with flickering firelight, his face showed no fear whatsoever, it was completely blank, his mind was completely frozen.

Chen Mo stood behind him and laughed loudly.

"The mushroom cloud is so beautiful! I'm going to buy a hundred more when I get back! The explosion is simply art!"

Then he looked down at Zhao Yong.

"Young Master Zhao, is this gift generous enough? Do you like it?"

Zhao Yong stood frozen in place, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

Chen Mo walked around to face him, squatted down to look him in the eye, the firelight from the slope reflected on his face, the light and shadow intermingling, his eyes as cold as ice.

He pointed to the detonator that Zhao Yong was still clutching tightly in his hand, his voice icy cold.

"Do you know what this thing does? When you pressed it just now, the signal went down the slope, and all those metal lumps in your second uncle's hand exploded."

That thing isn't some damn magical artifact; it's something I specifically used to blow people up. It shatters instantly, leaving not even ashes!

"You orchestrated all of this yourself! Your second uncle, and more than a dozen members of the Zhao family, all died at your hands!"

Zhao Yong's pupils suddenly contracted, his previously blank eyes widened instantly, and overwhelming fear swept over him, as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly, slowly chilling the blood in his body.

"You...you said this is a set...you said this is the master switch...press it and the treasure is at my command..."

His voice trembled violently, straining out of his throat, sharp and fragmented, filled with extreme panic.

"You believe whatever I say?"

Chen Mo looked at him, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

"Let me tell you something else. If it weren't for you, your second uncle might have been able to rush here, and so many people wouldn't have died."

"I've been using you from beginning to end, using you to drag the Zhao family step by step into their deaths. You're simply the stupidest, most obedient pig in Qing Shi Town!"

Zhao Yong began to tremble uncontrollably, shaking like a leaf.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Chen Mo's trouser leg, his voice shrill and desperate, like a wild dog whose spine had been broken, howling like a madman:

"No...you're lying to me...you're lying to me! That's not the trigger to kill, it's not!"

"Yes, they specialize in killing people."

Chen Mo looked down at him, his smile growing colder, emphasizing each word clearly.

"You killed all of these people with your own hands!"

The fear in Zhao Yong's eyes instantly crumbled, turning into boundless despair.

"Next time you're reincarnated, remember to use your brain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo took out his pistol, pointed it at Zhao Yong's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Chen Mo quickly put the bodies of Zhao Yong and the Li family into his bronze ring. He planned to find a secluded spot later to loot their bodies and bury them, so as not to leave any traces.

Now is not the time to dawdle.

Those dozen or so C4 explosions were too loud; with the black market opening tonight, nearby martial artists might be drawn to it.

He turned around, got on his motorcycle, twisted the throttle, and headed towards the black market.

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