Chapter 165: The Thing I Hate Most Is Others Snatching My Stuff

The silence in the warehouse was shattered in an instant.

Murderous intent was laid bare.

Blades clashed, sparks flying. The torrent-like clanging made one's ears ache and teeth sour.

There was a kind of fanatical madness in Mu Zhao's eyes.

Just a moment ago, she had been so excited she nearly couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She had thought she missed it, but wasn't this just perfect!

Life truly holds surprises everywhere!

Thinking this, the heat in her eyes grew even more intense, making her appear all the more crazed.

Her blade technique was fierce, yet incredibly nimble as it turned. Fierceness and agility were fused together almost perfectly. Where the blade wind was at its strongest, it arrived as suddenly as a violent storm!

The thief felt a chill in his heart and lamented incessantly.

Young lady! If you had this kind of skill, you should have said so earlier!

Had he known, he wouldn't have acted so quickly; he would have put on a show to bluff for a few moments before launching a surprise attack. How could he have ended up like this!

One side wanted to silence the witness quickly.

The other side wanted to earn merit quickly.

Both sides were quite manic, but in the end—

The heart of a plunderer still couldn't outpace the heart of an achiever.

The man couldn't dodge in time and took two slashes; they were only superficial wounds, but if it continued, he didn't know if he would suffer a fatal one.

Seeing he couldn't parry anymore and hearing the rapidly approaching footsteps outside the warehouse, he knew in his heart that the game was up.

He retreated several steps and shouted, "Wait!"

Then he knelt on the ground and yelled loudly, "I surrender!"

He was a horse thief, not a death-sworn soldier; seeing that if the fight continued, this madwoman would be lethal, and she seemed to want to keep stabbing him.

With the people from the Patrol Guard Division coming from outside, he could no longer escape.

The shout he let out wasn't for this young lady to hear, but for the people outside.

Seeing the opponent kneel so decisively and that the Patrol Guard Division had already arrived, making it inconvenient to continue, Mu Zhao's entire mood was visibly disappointed.

Yu He led his men running quickly into the warehouse and saw the situation here at a glance.

The man kneeling on the ground shouted loudly again, "Officer, I surrender!"

As he spoke, he threw the short blade in his hand to the side.

"Really, I'm really surrendering!"

He stated his position decisively to prove he had no intention of continuing the fight.

Yu He had his men tie up the thief, then went to inspect the small storeroom holding the "Immortal Pill"; of the three locks on the door, one was already open, one had obvious signs of being pried, and only the last one remained intact.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He valued the Immortal Pill highly, and at this moment, he felt fortunate that Deputy Envoy Wen was far-sighted and had added two more locks here.

Otherwise, if this thief saw the theft was failing, he might have hardened his heart and set a fire to destroy the pills, and the loss would have been immense!

He cast a "you just wait for me" look at the thief on the ground, not only having him tied up but also gagged. Who knew if this brat had accomplices outside; to prevent information from being passed, it was better to gag him.

Before rushing over, Yu He had already heard about the two Mu Family boys, and now he saw this young lady of the Mu Family blocking the thief here all by herself.

Today, he had truly witnessed what a military merit family was!

At this time, the two Mu brothers also ran back, and the three aunt and nephew stood together, whispering about something.

Yu He looked at this young lady of the Mu Family, then looked at the two Mu brothers.

On three different faces, the same look of annoyance appeared.

He vaguely heard them reflecting on how "the merit this time wasn't reaped."

Yu He still advised: "The thieves are cruel; if you encounter them, you should prioritize self-preservation. If you get injured or encounter an accident, what should you do?"

Before he finished speaking, the three members of the Mu Family showed the same confusion on their faces: "If one's skills are inferior to others, what else is there to do?"

Having risen through martial arts, as descendants of military merit, the education their Mu Family received from childhood was: you can make other mistakes, but you cannot lose a fight!

Whether you are a boy or a girl, unless your constitution is truly poor or you are injured and weak and cannot engage in strenuous exercise, everyone must train! Regardless of freezing winter or scorching summer, wind or rain, don't even think about slacking off!

Such was the ecology of the Mu clan, so they were competitive from childhood within the family, and it formed its own set of logic.

Yu He: "————"

He shut his mouth.

The family style of the Mu Family was indeed unique!

Ordinary people truly couldn't understand their thinking, nor could they experience what the ecology within their family was like.

Yu He seemed to understand a little why, when the world wasn't in chaos before, the Pei Family could remain in Huangcheng while the Mu Family was constantly marginalized.

But in the current world, it was indeed an opportunity for the Mu Family.

They could fight, and they were willing to struggle!

They had already seen the drive of Commander Mu. This incident allowed them to see the same traits in the younger generation of the Mu Family.

Thinking of this, Yu He's heart skipped a beat.

Did Deputy Envoy Wen have other motives for recruiting the Mu Family?

Thieves had entered the warehouse!

And it wasn't just one who had entered!

The guards at the door had been silently taken down, while those working in the warehouse had actually put in the effort.

For the guards of the Patrol Guard Division and the City Defense Army, this was absolutely a serious dereliction of duty!

The guards at every post acted quickly to see if they could make up for the mistake and salvage the situation.

A hidden spot.

A figure retreated silently.

Hearing the shouting from the warehouse side, he cursed inwardly, while simultaneously retreating quickly; as he ran, his figure flickered and he changed his clothes, rounding several corners.

Rounding the next bend ahead would lead to the main city thoroughfare.

He quickly bundled the discarded clothes, smeared a bit of dust on his face, and his entire demeanor shifted rapidly; walking along, he looked just like an ordinary manual laborer.

However, just as he reached the corner and was about to turn, a figure swept past, a stick weapon swinging like a black gale.

In a brief moment, there were several strikes like thunder!

The person wielding the stick seemed very familiar with human anatomy.

Chest, abdomen, back—

In an instant, it felt as if all his internal organs were ruined, a sensation of tendons being torn and bones being displaced!

The bundle in his hand dropped, he let out a muffled groan and collapsed to his knees, his face deathly pale, fine beads of sweat seeping from his temples.

The intense pain made him want to scream, but only a wheezing sound came out.

Struggling to rise, a short stick wrapped in Iron was poked casually from above onto his shoulder, yet the sensation it brought was as heavy as a thousand gold pieces!

He had just struggled up a little when he flopped back onto his knees, his whole body curled up in pain.

Yet, that short stick did not spare him.

Black cloth shoes slowly walked in front of him, and a voice devoid of emotion said: "I hear, you, Cai Mountain, horse bandits, are, invincible?"

With almost every two words, the Iron-wrapped end of the stick descended and poked him. It was like torture; every strike intensified the pain, adding injury to injury!

But the cries of pain he emitted remained only intermittent "wheezing" sounds; it seemed every breath carried the scent of blood foam.

He was now like a carriage that had crashed and stopped on the edge of a cliff; with the slightest bit of weight, he would be smashed to pieces.

Whether he was injured was secondary; upon hearing the other's voice, his face completely lost all color, becoming increasingly ghastly.

At the same time, he understood even more clearly that the Patrol Guard Division had long ago set a net, intending to use the "Immortal Pill" to lure them out and then capture them all in one go!

Fu Ju, Patrol Guard Division Vice Commissioner, one of the three figures with real power.

He could not possibly escape from Fu Ju's hands.

Desolate to the point of despair!

Fu seemed not to see the expression on the other's face and continued: "Five years, or six? In the past, you robbed a batch of goods bound for the Border Army—"

As he spoke, he suddenly leaned in close, his sinister gaze carrying a suffocating pressure.

"Do you know who those goods were for?"

Fu Ju's voice was flat and devoid of inflection; at first, it sounded very calm, but by the end, it already carried killing intent!

The person kneeling on the ground thought: How would I know whose goods we intercepted? We've robbed too many!

Even if he wanted to speak, he could not make a sound.

Fu Ju did not want him to answer; his voice was gloomy and sullen, like a madman, as he continued to talk to himself: "Robbing my things? Hmm?"

"I hate it most when others rob my things!"

Although the "Immortal Pill" was bait, the item was real!

He could get a fair share of it with his position as Vice Commissioner!

He was so actively cooperating with Wen Gu's deployment this time because new grudges and old scores were to be settled together!

The horse bandit was already suffering from injury upon injury and collapsed onto the ground, unable to withstand a few more strikes from Fu Ju.

Commander Lei, who had rushed over, hurriedly grabbed Fu Ju: "Vice Commissioner! Vice Commissioner!"

Calm down! Calm down!

Leave a live captive! He still needs to be interrogated!

Fu Ju still kept a gloomy face, but he stopped the torture. He didn't actually want to kill this horse bandit right here.

Shaking off Commander Lei's hand, Fu Ju pointed his chin at the person on the ground: "String him up for me!"

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