Chapter Forty-Eight: Big Dipper Star Chart, Late Innate!
Chen Mo looked back and saw more than a dozen cars appearing not far away, coming towards him.
At the same time, three figures appeared in front of Chen Mo.
These three were previously repelled by the three innate powerhouses of the man in the trench coat.
"Something?"
The three of them did not answer, but asked, "Are you a martial artist from Tianshan City?" Why haven't I seen you? ”
"Why must you have seen me?"
"I'm Zhang Shuanglin from the Martial Arts Tribunal." One of them said.
"I'm not interested in your name." Chen Mo replied indifferently.
Zhang Shuanglin's face was slightly stunned, as if he had misheard: "You haven't heard of me?" ”
Chen Mo really didn't want to do senseless entanglement in this kind of thing: "Is there anything else?" It's okay, I'll go first. ”
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.
It was also at this time that a group of cars in the distance also arrived.
Then, dozens of people surrounded him.
Zhang Shuanglin's eyes rolled, and then as if he had changed his face, a bloated smile appeared on his face, and he stepped forward and said:
"Haha, you don't know me, it doesn't matter, but for you to help us heroically recover the treasure today, I thank you on behalf of all the staff of the Inquisition!"
Hearing this, Chen Mo's face was a little more playful.
Is this to be robbed?
"Helping you? You don't seem to be worthy of my shot. Chen Mo looked around and said lightly.
Zhang Shuanglin's expression on his face froze, and he didn't know how to answer.
At this time, another innate walked out and said to Chen Mo: "Young man, this thing is useless in your hands, why don't you leave it to us, and we will also give you a generous bonus." ”
"Bonus? How much? ”
I saw that the innate stretched out three fingers and said, "Three hundred thousand!" As long as you give us something, 300,000 will be credited to your account immediately. ”
"Yes, maybe you don't know about our military tribunal, we have an official background, and it is an organization that specializes in monitoring and restraining the behavior of martial artists." Another congenital also said out loud.
It seems to be a well-intentioned explanation, but the threat in it, how could Chen Mo, who has lived for two lifetimes, not hear it?
"300,000, it doesn't seem to be enough." Chen Mo said lightly.
The three innates glanced at each other, with some joy in their eyes, and hurriedly said: "Then you say, how much you want, you can negotiate!" ”
"That's right! This thing is really of little use to you. ”
Chen Mo pretended to be pensive, and after thinking for a while, he said slowly: "How about three million?" A million of you each to look at your brains should be enough. ”
The expressions of joy on the faces of the three of them stagnated, and then turned gloomy: "You'd better think clearly, we are from the Martial Tribunal. ”
"What? Want to get your hands dirty? Chen Mo looked at a few people and smiled.
Zhang Shuanglin took a deep breath and said loudly: "This person attacked the military tribunal in broad daylight for no reason, we, as the military tribunal, perform our duties of supervision and restraint, and we should launch a hunt for him!" ”
For a while, the people in the surrounding military tribunal responded one after another.
He took a step closer to encircling the ground in the direction of Chen Mo.
"In broad daylight? Raid and kill? Chen Mo didn't have any change on his face, and said with a smile.
"You'd better hand it over! Suffer less from flesh and skin! ”
Chen Mo's patience at this time was also exhausted.
The body moved, and he shot blatantly! Chen Mo instantly appeared in front of Zhang Shuanglin, who had no time to react, and was grabbed by Chen Mo with one hand and slowly held it in the air.
Chen Mo had a smile on his face and said, "Are you really having a problem with your brain?" Where did you get the courage to talk to me like that? Why don't you see who's lying on the ground over there? ”
Hearing Chen Mo's words, the people around looked aside.
Lying on the ground is the man in the trench coat just now!
Their previous attention was in the suitcase in Chen Mo's hand, and they didn't notice it at all
There's a corpse next to it!
"If you dare to touch me, the martial artists of the entire Tianshan City will hunt you down, I advise you to let me go." Zhang Shuanglin still didn't give up, and continued to threaten.
"Seeing you like this, I'm not so worried. With a leader like you, I also guessed what this military tribunal would look like. ”
Then, Chen Mo's eyes looked around at the people present, and said coldly: "It's just a group of rabble." ”
"You!" The remaining two congenital flushed faces, and could only stare at Chen Mo deadly.
The appearance of the corpse of the man in the trench coat on the ground made them have a change in Chen Mo's strength.
If he can kill the man in the trench coat, Chen Mo can naturally kill them, it's just a matter of spending more time.
"Our director, but the existence of the late congenital stage, you have thought clearly!" Zhang Shuanglin threw out the last hole card and said.
"You could have asked him to try, but the result is the same as yours." Chen Mo replied lightly.
After speaking, Chen Mo threw Zhang Shuanglin aside and walked forward by himself.
Those who had been around before consciously gave way to a line.
This person, the minister can't do anything about him, what can he do?
As Chen Mo's back disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, everyone came to their senses.
"Lao Zhang, what should I do?" A congenital helped Zhang Shuanglin up and asked out loud.
Zhang Shuanglin had anger in his eyes, such a junior, daring to treat him like this, he must make him pay!
"What to do, of course, report to the director and ask him to do it himself!" Zhang Shuanglin gritted his teeth and said.
His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he couldn't wait to swallow Chen Mo whole!
"But can the director agree to make a move? I don't think that man is weak. ”
"Not weak? How powerful can a twenty-sixteen-year-old be?! Zhang Shuanglin said angrily.
Looking at Zhang Shuanglin's appearance, the person closed his mouth with innate interest.
……
Chen Mo was walking alone on the road.
As for the people from the martial arts institute just now, he didn't even have any interest in doing it, and the three congenitals present just now were all early congenitals, and they didn't make one move.
Those internal martial artists are not worth mentioning.
Then, Chen Mo set his eyes on the suitcase.
The aura emanating from it made the power of the stars in his body ready to move, and Chen Mo was very interested.
When I opened the suitcase, I saw a picture scroll under the golden brocade.
"A painting?" Chen Mo frowned slightly.
The whole scroll is opened, and there is a very simple ink painting on it:
A young man herding a cow, lying on the back of a cow, looking at the stars in the sky.
When Chen Mo's gaze focused on one of them, the power of the stars in his body surged again.
"It's ...... The Big Dipper? Chen Mo was a little surprised.
As he gazed, Chen Mo found that the shaking star at the end of the Big Dipper's spoon handle seemed to be different from the brush and ink painted by other stars.
At the moment when Chen Mo touched it with his hand, the shaking star on the painting suddenly disappeared!
Instead, it turned into a pure star power and merged into Chen Mo's body.
The turbulent waves in Chen Mo's body turned up, and the originally stagnant cultivation actually made a breakthrough!
Ten minutes later, Chen Mo opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.
The aura on the entire body has broken through to the late innate stage!