I Just Won't Play By The Book

“Aren’t you some blue flame emissary? That’s all you know?”

After asking several questions, the baldy in front of them only shook his head and repeated that they never asked why they did things. They did whatever the higher-ups told them to do.

“Mister! I really don’t know. We never question the order…”

“Enough! Are you a repeater!”

Although Tu Jiang did not understand what repeater meant, he immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake. At the same time, he could not help but glance out of the window.

“Stop looking. You’re wondering why that scarred face hasn’t brought reinforcements yet, right? There’s no need to wait. No one will come.”

Tu Jiang’s body trembled after hearing this. In order to prevent the Hong family asking help from the Sect of Four Directions, he had also made several preparations. The scarred face that Jiang Beiran mentioned was also a blue flame emissary like him. The scarred face specialized in hiding techniques. With the formation that he specialized in, it would be difficult for ordinary mystic spirits to discover him.

“You already killed him?”

“When did I say that you can ask me questions?” Jiang Beiran glared at Tu Jiang and spoke.

“Alright, alright, ‘ll stop.”

Although Tu Jiang was extremely aggrieved in his heart, the flames of anger continuously burned his rationality.

He really wanted to give it his all and fight Jiang Beiran in front of him, but he was afraid to. Moreover, he didn’t dare because he knew that Jiang Beiran was much stronger than him, but because he didn’t know how strong Jiang Beiran was.

Up until now, this person hadn’t released any mystic energy. He could completely suppress him just by relying on the strength of his physical body. Jiang Beiran was so strong that Tu Jiang wanted to curse.

“Why did I bump into him? What kind of bloody misfortune is this?”

Seeing that he really could not get anything substantive out of him, Jiang Beiran pointed at the women who were tied up and asked, “What’s going on with them?”

Tu Jiang shook his head and said, “We snatched this stronghold. These women were originally here. It has nothing to do with us.”

“Is that so?” After saying that, Jiang Beiran walked to a woman who was trembling while hugging a stone pillar and asked with a smile, “Is what he said true?”

However, the woman only widened her eyes in horror. Her mouth opened several times, but she could not say a word.

Following the woman’s terrified gaze, Jiang Beiran found that Tu Jiang was glaring at him fiercely.

Jiang Beiran smiled in understanding and went straight to Tu Jiang to gouge out two of his eyeballs.

“Ah!” The intense pain caused Tu Jiang to howl crazily. He covered his eyes with his hands and rolled around non-stop.

Jiang Beiran shook off the blood on his fingers and said, “Looks like you still have the guts to lie. Come, let me ask the question again.”

“Lunatic! You lunatic! If you have the guts, kill me! Come!!!”

Tu Jiang, who had completely collapsed, stood up and green flames burst out from his body. This was a high-level cultivation technique of the Ashen Flame Cult, the Green Netherworld Fire. Tu Jiang had already mastered this move. The high temperature emitted by the green flames caused the surrounding air to distort. The women, who felt that their hair was curled up by the heat, retreated frantically and hid behind the stone pillar.

Hong Yaxuan, who also felt the heat. She couldn’t help but gasp for breath. She even saw that the ground under the feet of Tu Jiang was beginning to melt.

“Is this the power of a superior mystic practitioner. It’s so terrifying.’

However, in the next second, Hong Yaxuan felt her eyes blur. The superior mystic practitioner, who was still imposing a moment ago, had already slowly fallen to the ground. The person who knocked him down was naturally Lin Yu’s big brother.

“Gulp…” Hong Yaxuan swallowed her saliva. She simply couldn’t imagine how powerful Lin Yu’s big brother was.

After slapping Tu Jiang to death, Jiang Beiran turned his head to look at Peng Xing and said, “Look, this is the result of lying. You don’t want to die, right?”

Peng Xing, who could no longer sense Tu Jiang’s aura, nodded. “I’ll say anything. I’ll say anything. Please spare my life.”

“What’s going on with those women?”

“We captured them from a nearby village. Some of them are female cultivators who want to save the other women. The other two are the daughters of Ru Linlang from the nearby town.”

“Okay, then let’s go back to the question. What exactly do you want to capture the member of Hong family for?” “We’re really just following orders…” Jiang Beiran glared at Peng Xing. Peng Xing then hurriedly said, “I… I, I’ve thought of it. Our cult master is definitely preparing to deal with Sect of Four Directions, so he wants to make an example out of the Hong family first. Yes, that’s right. Our cult is cooperating with Full Moon Cult, and recently…”

Listening to Peng Xing spout a long list of words, Jiang Beiran was waiting for the system to pop out options.

He knew that Peng Xing was probably spouting nonsense to survive, or it was just some trivial matter.

Thus, while Peng Xing was still trying to describe it, Jiang Beiran suddenly stood up and slapped him on the forehead.

As Peng Xing collapsed on the ground, Jiang Beiran turned around and walked towards Hong Yaxuan.

“Bang!”

Jiang Beiran punched the wall beside Hong Yaxuan.

Following this loud sound, Hong Yaxuan screamed, “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me, I… I’m a good person! “I often give soup cakes to the granny at the door, and I even bought sugar people for hawker, I… I… I even fed milk to the stray cat. No, it’s not my milk, it’s… It’s… It’s… It’s the goat’s milk that Granny Li gave me.”

Seeing Jiang Beiran, who had killed two people in a row, walk in front of her, Hong Yaxuan was extremely scared. Her desire to live completely burst out at this moment.