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Chapter 369: The Kindness of Taoism

"If you make it so mysterious, you are most likely a liar."

Ma Xiaoling's voice was very soft, but the surroundings were too quiet, so her words seemed a little abrupt.

Those who were able to come here and wait at this time were basically people who had unquestionable faith in Master Miao Shan, so the looks they gave them were mostly unfriendly.

Ma Xiaoling was not afraid, but such a scene was inevitably a little awkward, so she silently moved half a step behind Hong Chen.

Hong Chen couldn't help laughing, "Are you still shy?"

Ma Xiaoling hid behind him, pulled the corner of his clothes and shook it, saying, "Stop talking, help me block it, it's so embarrassing!"

At this time, the person in charge of drawing lots in front spoke loudly.

"There are only three fortune sticks left!"

Hearing this, everyone finally looked away and anxiously urged the people in front of them to draw lots quickly.

Ma Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Did you hear that? There are only three chances left. There are so many people ahead of us. It may not be our turn."

"what do you mean?"

"Well...after they draw the lots, shall we rush in?"

"There's no need to be so troublesome." After saying that, Hong Chen suddenly reached behind his waist.

Ma Xiaoling's eyes widened immediately when she saw him. She held his hand and said anxiously, "Hey! Are you serious? What do you want to do?"

Hong Chen chuckled and pulled her hand towards his waist.

Ma Xiaoling's expression froze when she touched the thing underneath through her coat.

However, her hands did not stop, and she continued to touch it from beginning to end, and then squeezed it tightly, and some excitement inexplicably began to appear in her eyes.

"You guys, you actually carry a gun with you?"

Her tone was a little strange. It wasn't a scolding, but rather a hint of eagerness to try.

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "Want to try it?"

In an instant, Ma Xiaoling's eyes lit up: "Is this... okay?"

Hong Chen didn't waste any time. He lifted up his coat, grabbed her hand, pulled out the gun and raised it high into the sky. When she was stunned, Hong Chen held her fingers and shot.

boom! boom! boom!
Three gunshots were heard, and Ma Xiaoling trembled three times. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but the curve at the corner of her mouth became bigger and bigger.

At the same time, after hearing the gunshots, the people who were originally queuing in an orderly manner immediately screamed in fear, looked back, and fled in all directions. Soon the place was empty.

Only the man holding the lottery stick tube in front of the door stood still with a frown on his face.

Hong Chen let go of his hand and walked forward.

Ma Xiaoling was holding the pistol herself, and was at a loss for a moment, so she quickly took her finger off the trigger. She followed Hong Chen while looking down at the pistol.

"Didn't you study in the United States? Haven't you played it?" Hong Chen asked curiously.

Ma Xiaoling said without even looking up: "I was so busy at school. I had to go to class during the day and practice at night. I had to squeeze in some sleep."

"So that's how it is. Then I'll give you one?"

"Of course you can, but I can't use it."

"Wouldn't it be possible that your work would involve the use of living people? For living people, your methods might not be more effective than guns."

Ma Xiaoling thought about it and nodded: "What you said seems to make sense. But I can't carry a gun with me at all times. If I run into the police, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?"

"All you need is a gun license. I'll help you with that."

Ma Xiaoling laughed immediately: "Hehe, then it's settled! But if you want to give it to me, you have to let me choose first, and secondly, you have to give me more bullets."

"Don't worry, I'll give you as many bullets as you want."

"So loyal!" Ma Xiaoling patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

The two men walked to the door while talking. The man holding the lot tube frowned even deeper. When Hong Chen reached out to draw the lot, he suddenly dodged to the side.

Hong Chen raised his brows, and Ma Xiaoling followed suit.

Before the two could speak, the other party said, "Two donors, you used coercion to drive away other people who came to draw lots to establish a connection, which violated the rules of Master Miaoshan. So I'm sorry, I can't let you draw lots."

"rule?"

Hong Chen laughed, then suddenly kicked forward.

The other party narrowed his eyes, and a trace of disdain and anger flashed in his eyes. However, just as he was about to dodge, he suddenly found that he could not move at all.

Before he could think, Hong Chen's foot had already landed on his chest.

Bang!
The sturdy body flew into the air, hitting the wooden door behind him, causing it to shake violently. The stick tube in his hand fell and the long sticks scattered all over the ground.

The man lay on the ground, coughing violently, his hands covering his chest with a painful expression, and looked at Hong Chen with shock and horror.

Hong Chen ignored him and just bent down to pick out two red ones from a pile of long sticks.

He turned around and handed one to Ma Xiaoling. She took it and suddenly came back to her senses.

"Are you... being too violent?" She had never expected that Hong Chen would suddenly attack someone.

"If it's really violent, I should use my gun. Besides, he knew we had guns just now but still dared to talk about the rules. Do you think such a person can be persuaded with words? I guess he has been brainwashed a long time ago. He won't be afraid even if you put a gun to his head. If you don't believe me, try it."

Ma Xiaoling looked at the man on the ground. "Okay, I think you're right. People who have been brainwashed don't know what fear is unless they are awakened by someone." She shook the red sign. "Shall we go in now?"

"Wait a minute!" the man on the ground spoke again, "Ahem...you can go in, but only one person at a time."

Before Hong Chen could say anything, Ma Xiaoling grabbed his wrist and stepped forward: "Okay, we can go in one by one, but I think you should already know that he has a bad temper and a violent personality, so please don't provoke him when I'm not around, otherwise, if you get beaten, don't blame me too."

The man's mouth twitched and he nodded silently.

Ma Xiaoling turned around and whispered, "You, don't be so violent. Wait for me here obediently. I will be out soon."

Hong Chen smiled bitterly: "Are you coaxing a child?"

"Then do you listen?"

"listen!"

"Be good~ I've brought the gun in. Remember, don't hit anyone casually."

"I know!" Ma Xiaoling turned around with satisfaction, pushed open the door, and there was actually some distance inside.

After her back disappeared, the man stood up and closed the door. Then he turned around and clasped his hands together and bowed: "I apologize for the offense just now."

Hong Chen ignored him and turned to look at the door they came from.

At the door, a group of people stopped and looked from afar, each with fear and hesitation on their face.

After a moment, the leader seemed to be braver. He flexed his masseter muscles and stepped forward.

He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, his eyes flickering, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here. I am extremely honored."

Hong Chen smiled: "I didn't expect that you wouldn't run away when you saw me."

The corners of Yamamoto Kazuo's eyes twitched wildly, and he felt an invisible murderous intent instantly enveloping his whole body. The huge pressure made him tremble all over as if a mountain was pressing down on his head. His two eyes began to change color uncontrollably, and the fangs in his mouth were forced to protrude.

Roar! !

His three subordinates were obviously not as resilient as he was. They transformed into zombies almost instantly, clenching their fists, stretching their necks and roaring wildly to resist the invisible oppression.

But it was all in vain.

Hong Chen narrowed his eyes, and the three of them knelt down in unison. The stone slabs beneath their knees shattered, and three mouthfuls of zombie blood spurted out at the same time.

Immediately, all the pressure fell on Yamamoto Kazuo.

He persisted for about half a second, and then did the same as his three subordinates.

"How is it possible? He is stronger than last time! And much stronger!! "Yamamoto Kazuo looked at his own blood on the ground and shouted in shock.

At this moment, all the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and he only heard a voice in his ears.

"What you want to do is destined to be impossible. You should cherish the remaining time now. The next time we meet, I will kill you."

Hong Chen's voice was very calm, without any unnecessary fluctuations except for the ups and downs of the tone.

The more this happened, the colder Yamamoto felt, as if a sword was hanging over his head and could fall at any time.

He couldn't help but look up and asked, "Why?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "As a Taoist priest of Mount Mao, I have killed at least 8,000 zombies. Besides, even if they are not from the Taoist sect, isn't it reasonable for me to kill the Japanese?"

Yamamoto Kazuo suddenly felt desperate.

It was like he had turned into a zombie and was unable to die. Right now, he had no idea how to stop Hong Chen from killing him.

In panic, he couldn't help but ask loudly: "What about Kuang Tianyou? And Kuang Fusheng, they are also zombies! Why didn't you kill them, but made friends with them instead? Is this what a Maoshan Taoist priest should do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light suddenly flashed.

Yamamoto Kazuo's right arm was broken at the root. He was unable to react and did not even feel the pain until he saw his arm fall to the ground.

"Boss!!" The blue-haired Biga suddenly yelled, then stood up angrily and rushed towards Hong Chen.

"No!" Yamamoto Kazuo shouted hurriedly.

But it was obviously too late.

The brilliant golden light drew a magnificent trajectory in the air, passed through the back of Biga's head, jumped out from the center of his eyebrows, and then floated beside Hong Chen.

Snapped!
The corpse fell at Hong Chen's feet. After the zombie form quickly came into contact with him, the arrogant face quickly decomposed. In the blink of an eye, only a set of clothes was left on the ground.

"Bijia!"

Kazuo Yamamoto cried out in grief and had a sad look in his eyes.

Behind him, Ken lowered his head and Herman rubbed his head against the ground, shaking like a sieve.

"Almost forgot about you."

As soon as Hong Chen opened his mouth, the flying sword flew out again and killed Herman instantly, then stopped in front of Ken.

"Keep your head up."

Ken slowly raised his head.

There was no fear or panic in his eyes, but instead there was hope and relief.

"Your eyes are very similar to hers." Hong Chen said with a smile.

Ken suddenly trembled, and his eyes suddenly cleared up: "Who?"

"A woman."

Ken's eyes widened immediately, "The future..."

"Mirai?" Yamamoto Kazuo suddenly moved his eyes away from Beejia's clothes, "Where is the future with you? What did you do to her?" As he said that, he tried hard to get up.

Hong Chen laughed.

"She asked me to kill her and put her out of her endless suffering. Oh, and she also said it would be even better if I could kill you too."

Hearing this, Yamamoto Kazuo's already shaky body seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. He fell to his knees again without saying a word.

Ken couldn't help but ask, "How is she doing in the future?"

"She's not dead yet, but I promised to help her get free."

Ken breathed a sigh of relief.

He clenched his fists again and again. Finally, he took a last look at Yamamoto Kazuo and mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Hong, I want to see the future. If possible, I want to die with her. If you are willing to help me, I can do anything for you!" After that, he firmly knocked his head to the ground.

Yamamoto Kazuo's eyelids twitched.

"Anything? Including betraying your boss?" Hong Chen asked.

"Yes!" Ken said without hesitation.

"Very good." Hong Chen smiled and retracted the flying sword. "You can go and take Yamamoto Mirai away. Your mission is to change the name and ownership of the Ridong Group as quickly as possible. After completing this task, I will let you go."

Ken's voice was clear, crisp and extremely excited: "Yes! I will definitely complete the task you assigned me!"

Hong Chen turned and looked at Yamamoto Kazuo.

"I allow you to make any preparations to fight against me during this period. You can regard this as... the mercy of the Dao Sect."

(End of this chapter)