Yang Wenchao was pushed over by the slap, knocking down several underlings, landing on the ground with his face instantly turning into a pig's head.
He climbed up, staring ferociously and saying, "Today, I'll make you suffer like hell. The dignity of the Big House cannot be challenged. Please, Master Mo, deal with this little guy. If this little guy is not punished severely, the dignity of the Big House will be gone in the future."
Du De Tong looked at Yang Wencho's terrible face and said: You are too violent, young man. You can be wild, but you must have the capital to be wild.
Mo Wenjie smiled and said, "Whether I have the capital to be wild or not, you'll know if you try me."
Yang Wenchao angrily said, "Brothers, give him a beating. I don't believe he can withstand fifty people beating him up."
More than fifty thugs with weapons charged towards Mo Wenjie. Since there were others around, he couldn't put out his true qi, fearing to hurt the innocents. He could only rush into the crowd, swinging his fists left and right, flying up and down. Less than a minute later, more than fifty thugs were lying on the ground in agony. The scene was extremely magnificent.
Everyone present was shocked. This guy is too fierce; everyone had their arms and legs broken, not a single one was left alive.
Yang Wenchao was scared to be pale. He had actually kicked the Great Wall today. What should he do now?
Du De Tong had also been through big scenes and was shocked beyond belief. The strength of this young man would not be lower than that of a master. Such a young master was too incomprehensible. Today, either we knock him down or let him go. If we let him go, the dignity of the Big House will never exist again.
Yang Wenchao and Huang Jinhai exclaimed together: "Master Du, is this how the dignity of the Big House is challenged? If we do not severely punish this kid, who will give the Big House face in the future?"
Du De Tong pondered for a long time. After all, he was a master, and there was also Master Mo. He didn't believe that two masters couldn't handle him.
Du De Tong said: It's your fault, young man. If I don't subdue you, what face will the Big House have? Today I'll give you a lesson. I hope you can be more modest in the future.
Mo Wenjie looked down on him and said: "I really want to be modest, but when I encounter people who oppress the people with impunity, I can't be modest. My strength doesn't allow me to be modest. Therefore, I can only act in justice. Why don't you two come together and take me on? It's better to be beaten together than separately!"
Du De Tong and Master Mu were so angry that their stomachs hurt. This was too choking, completely indigestible. The two of them simultaneously punched towards Mo Wenjie.
Zhao Qingcheng and Gong Huizhen, as well as Liang Yuehong, were terrified when they saw Du De Tong and Master Mu attacking Mo Wenjie simultaneously. Although they are not very familiar with the master, they have heard a bit about it. Masters are top-level experts who no one dares to offend. Even if Mo Wenjie is also a master, he is facing two old masters at once. Can he defend himself?
Before they could finish contemplating, the battle had already ended.
Du De Tong and Master Mu's fists haven't even reached Mo Wenjie's front yet.
Mo Wenjie moved, and his ghost-like figure was already by the side of Du De Tong and Master Mu. One slapped each, and the two flew out for more than ten meters like a broken kite, crashing onto the bar table and spitting out blood with pale faces.
The three women were utterly dumbfounded, covering their mouths with their hands and too scared to scream out.
The onlookers from a distance were shocked beyond belief. This young man is too powerful. He not only defeated over fifty members of the Big House but also sent a master flying with a single slap. This is too crazy.
Zhao Qingcheng's eyes were full of stars. She never expected to randomly pick a handsome man who was so powerful. This strength is definitely that of a top-level bodyguard. How can he be a security guard? It's like shooting down flies with a cannon, wasting his talent!
Gong Huizhen looked at Zhao Qingcheng and said: "Wow, this guy's strength is even more impressive. You were going to give up, right? Then I'll be the one to take over. I won't let you transfer it for free. From now on, when we go out to eat and drink, I'll pay for everything."
Zhao Qingcheng looked at Gong Huizhen with disdain and said: "You dream! My first kiss has already been given to him. He promised to be responsible for me. I can't let him get away with it so easily."
Mo Wenjie approached Du De Tong and said, "How many more can you bring? Bring them all here. I'm waiting for you."
Du De Tong dared not call for more people. Against such a formidable killer, bringing anyone would only be a drop in the bucket.
Du De Tong hurriedly said: "No, no, no! Master Mo, you are too great. I, Du De Tong, didn't recognize you. Please, please let the Big House off the hook. In the future, the Big House will follow your lead."
Mo Wenjie looked at him indifferently and said, "Practitioners of martial arts should uphold justice, uplift the weak, and maintain peace in the area. Your Big House bullies people in power and behaves arrogantly, endangering the region. I think there is no need for the Big House to exist anymore."
Hearing this, Du De Tong's forehead was drenched with sweat. He hurriedly said, "Master Mo, the Big House has over 10,000 members. From now on, we will do as you command, reform our ways, protect the peace of the region, and if there is any violation, we will not spare them with three cuts and six holes."
After thinking for a moment about the 10,000-odd people, Mo Wenjie realized that if they weren't reasonably arranged, it would definitely cause social problems. He couldn't possibly handle all these people. If the Big House could reform and do some legitimate businesses, taking care of one area's peace at the same time, it might not be a bad idea to keep them around.
He said, "It is not that the Big House cannot be left behind. But we must redefine the helping rules, punish those who commit serious crimes severely, criticize and educate those with minor bad habits, and those who can change their ways can be kept. The Big House should do some legitimate businesses, provide employment opportunities for its disciples, solve their income sources, and at the same time protect the peace of one area. If it can be done, then keep the Big House. If it can't be done, there is no need to keep it."
Hearing this, Du De Tong immediately made a promise, assuring Master Mo that the Big House would absolutely follow his instructions and severely punish anyone who defies them.
Mo Wenjie took out two pills and handed them to Du De Tong and Master Mu, saying, "Take these and you will be back to normal."
Du De Tong and Master Mu were overjoyed upon hearing this. They immediately took the pills.
After a moment, the expressions on the two men's faces were rich and telling: surprise, shock, disbelief, joy, and gratitude were all etched across their faces.
Du De Tong and Master Mu knelt down before Mo Wenjie, bowing one knee: "Please, Master Mo, lead the Big House. We will follow your orders without question. If there is any disobedience, we will not spare them with three cuts and six holes."
Mo Wenjie said, "Get up, I cannot be the leader of the Big House, but I will arrange someone to supervise it. I will uphold justice, uplift the weak, and protect peace in the area. I will enhance your strength further and advise you to cease bullying and endangering others. Even a martial god cannot withstand one of my moves."
Of course, Du De Tong and Master Mu were aware of what the martial god realm's strength was like. If even a martial god couldn't withstand one of his moves, it was imaginable how unparalleled his strength must be! With such a leader, they were extremely powerful beyond measure.
Du De Tong said, "Master Mo will always be the leader of the Big House. I, Du De Tong, are only the acting leader, responsible for carrying out Master Mo's instructions as the leader of the Big House."
Mo Wenjie didn't want to argue with Du De Tong about who should be the leader of the Big House. Instead, he pointed to Zhao Qingcheng, Gong Huizhen, and Liang Yuehong and said, "These three women are in charge of monitoring all affairs of the Big House."
Du De Tong and Master Mu hurriedly said, "Please, the three ladies, keep a close watch on the disciples of the Big House. Any disciple who breaks the rules will be severely punished. For every instance discovered, there will be a heavy reward for the Big House. This is the Supreme Golden Card of the Big House, which allows free spending at all our businesses. Please accept this as a gift from us."
Mo Wenjie, upon hearing this, didn't pass out but was coughing heavily.
The three women took the golden card without explanation and simply said, "Thank you, Mr. Du!"
Du De Tong dared not be addressed as "Mr. Du." He hurriedly said, "Just call me Old Du. If the three of you ladies don't mind, calling me Du elder brother would make me very happy!"
The three women chorused, "Thank you, Du elder brother!"
Du De Tong laughed heartily and said: "Good, good, good!"
Mo Wenjie couldn't bear to listen any longer. He couldn't reprimand them, so he said, "I'm going back. Remember to compensate for the bar's losses!"
The three women spoke in unison: "We're going back together as well."
Du De Tong, Master Mu, and the injured disciples of the Big House chorused: "We bid farewell to the master and the ladies."
Hearing this, Mo Wenjie almost stumbled. These idiots have matched the couple with their preferences, and they seem to be addicted to it.
Zhao Qingcheng's heart was overjoyed upon hearing this. As for my eyesight, I, Zhao Qingcheng, say that the second-best eyesight in the world is mine. No one dares to say it's the best. What are these two friends up to? Why did they only blush and not argue when Du De Tong mistakenly called you the mistress of the Big House? Are they attracted to Wenjie? It's true that fireproof and theft-proof are against friends!
Mo Wenjie hailed a taxi and said, "Farewell, three beauties!"
The three women watched the departing taxi, each with their own thoughts.
Zhao Qingcheng: It doesn't matter how many women he has, as long as he has me in his heart. Such a man will not have another chance if he misses it.
Gong Huizhen: Mo Wenjie is truly a rare talent, a martial arts master, a healer, and a seer. Such a person is hard to find even with a lantern. He has so many women, what's one more to me?
Liang Yuehong: You scumbag Mo Wenjie, I made you go blind with your so-called prophecy. Since I met you, my heart is full of only you. How can I accommodate other men? I will never marry anyone else but you. Then, when the time comes, I will say that because you gave me a wrong prediction, you wasted my youth. You must take responsibility for me.
Zhao Qingcheng glanced at her two friends and said, "It's getting late. We have a gala dinner in the provincial capital tomorrow. Let's go back and rest. See you tomorrow!"
The next morning, Mo Wenjie had just finished adjusting his breathing and was about to wash up and have breakfast.
Zhao Qingcheng then knocked on the door.
Mo Wenjie opened the door to see Zhao Qingcheng and said, "Up so early?"
Zhao Qingcheng blushed and said, "I couldn't sleep all night because I was worried about you. I got up early to have breakfast with you and want to tell you that, no matter how many women you have, I can ignore them. But I must have a place in your heart, just like what you said. I won't be abandoned by you because of any woman."
Mo Wenjie said, "I won't abandon any of my women. It was like this before, and it will be the same in the future."
Zhao Qingcheng said with a content smile, "I'm not pressuring you. It's what you said yourself. I hope you'll remember your promise."
Zhao Qingcheng's phone suddenly rang. She took out her phone and saw it was Gong Huizhen's call. She was puzzled. Gong Huizhen never woke up until nine thirty in the morning. What happened to her today? At seven in the morning, she was calling? Something unusual must be going on. She couldn't let them take advantage of her, so she answered the phone: "Gong Huizhen, what's wrong with you calling this early?"
