My Super Beautiful Lady Boss
Chapter 395 - 395 395 Holding Forces at Bay

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Su Xuan felt a raging inferno burning within his chest, with no outlet for release!

“Su Xuan, what I said was just a possibility,” Ya Yu spoke quickly, “I’ll go look for Azure Dragon with Ji Shang shortly.

If you can’t contact me in three hours, come to Ancient City to look for us.

However, you must be careful on your own, the person who could so easily dispose of Azure Dragon must be an incredibly formidable master, so…”

“There are no ‘buts’!”

Su Xuan’s voice was ice-cold, “No matter who the opponent is, even if it’s a god, I’m going to take him down!”

“Alright, if you can’t contact me in three hours, come and find me and Ji Shang in Ancient City,” Ling Wei said swiftly, then hung up the phone.

Su Xuan put away his phone, and his whole demeanor suddenly turned ugly.

“Beauty, come with me, let’s have a drink.” Just then, a somewhat sleazy voice carried over.

Su Xuan followed the sound and saw a few dark-skinned men surrounding Zhao Xiaoyi.

“No way!” Zhao Xiaoyi’s face turned cold, and a glint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

“You don’t get a say in this!” Xi Lang had barely finished speaking when a group of people converged from not too far away, each one wearing large sunglasses and exuding a gangster air—it was clear that these were the local ruffians.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Zhao Xiaoyi asked Xi Lang with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

“I merely wanted to invite you for a simple drink…” Xi Lang said with a laugh, his eyes brazenly scanning Zhao Xiaoyi’s body.

But before she could finish speaking, Zhao Xiaoyi had already clenched her fist and pounced forward.

A bikini-clad beauty throwing punches was a rare sight, and a bikini-clad beauty beating up a group of men was definitely unprecedented.

This time, the people on the beach were lucky to witness this scene, although, unfortunately, some of them were unlucky enough to be on the receiving end of the beatdown.

Zhao Xiaoyi moved like a specter, her fist just landing when she already appeared in front of another person, likewise dropping a punch, then moving on to the next one.

With painful grunts and screams, the dozens of men surrounding Zhao Xiaoyi fell victim within a mere minute.

The lighter cases were just kicked away or punched until they spit blood, the more serious ones had their noses knocked out of place, and the unluckiest few had their arms and legs broken by Zhao Xiaoyi.

Unfortunately, Xi Lang naturally became one of those most unlucky ones.

“Uh…

Zhao Xiaoyi,” Su Xuan found himself at a loss for words.

He had been intending to take action himself, but to his surprise, Zhao Xiaoyi was so violent that she took down the gang in no time at all.

“Hehe, Su Xuan, am I impressive or what?” Zhao Xiaoyi clapped her hands, walked over to Su Xuan, and asked with a playful smile.

“Impressive, truly worthy of being my wife!” Su Xuan was very satisfied with the outcome and said earnestly.

“Then let’s go,” Zhao Xiaoyi said, rolling her eyes at Su Xuan.

“Why should we leave?” Su Xuan looked at Zhao Xiaoyi with a puzzled expression.

“We just beat people up, isn’t it troublesome if we don’t leave before the police come?” Zhao Xiaoyi explained patiently.

“No need to worry, my wife is a police officer,” Su Xuan said with a cheeky grin.

Duoduo, his wife, worked at the police station.

What did he have to fear?

In fact, he was hoping those hoodlums would call the police.

“Fine then,” Zhao Xiaoyi said helplessly, agreeing to continue accompanying Su Xuan.

“Mr.

Zhao, Miss Ai, let’s go have a barbecue,” a man wearing sunglasses approached, looking at Su Xuan and Zhao Xiaoyi, “Everyone is waiting for you over there.”

Su Xuan glanced at the man with sunglasses, “Do we know each other?”

“Mr.

Zhao, you forgot?

We all came in the same car,” said the man with sunglasses, a bit embarrassed.

“Oh, then let’s go,” Su Xuan, taking Zhao Xiaoyi by the hand, followed the man to a large barbecue area by the beach.

The barbecue area was built against a hill, with several shelters put up by the owner.

There were tables and chairs inside the shelters, and about a hundred meters away from the shelters was the ocean, with a stretch of yellow sand in between—the environment was quite pleasant.

The owner was a tanned young man who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a black tank top, a straw hat, and a pair of slippers, his face always bearing a smile.

“It’s hot outside, everyone please come in and sit,” the owner warmly invited everyone in and even had his staff help move people’s bags into the shelters.

“Boss, how should we address you?” Moro approached the owner, pulled out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and offered one.

Smiling, the owner accepted the cigarette and said, “Everyone just calls me Mo Wen.”

“Mo Wen?”

“Hehe, is there a problem with that?” Mo Wen said with a laugh, lit the cigarette, and took a deep drag, “I haven’t smoked this kind of cigarette in a long time, it’s strong!”

Moro shrugged his shoulders, his gaze drifting over to Mo Wen’s neck.

On that neck, there was a distinctly tattooed character ‘Dao’, with a pattern resembling a halo above it and a dagger beneath it.

“Brother Mo Wen, that tattoo on your neck is quite unique, where did you get it done?” Moro asked with a smile, while waves of thoughts were stirring inside him.

The tattoo on Mo Wen’s neck was clearly the mark of the Heavenly Dao Group from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and it was the highest level kind.

Could it be that this Mo Wen before him, was the Taoist Leader of the Heavenly Dao Group?

If that’s the case, then what is Mo Wen doing in Qingshan City?

And pretending to be a barbecue shop owner, it looks like he has been here for many years, with many regular customers who are very familiar with him.

Moro was filled with amazement and terror.

The Taoist Leader of the Heavenly Path Group was the legendary Di Sha.

If he remembered correctly, the Heavenly Path Group had seven Di Sha, and what Di Sha represented was that they could slaughter emperors!

The person before him had the character for “Dao” tattooed on his neck, and the halo above the character represented the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The dagger below the character symbolized “kill”!

This was the highest symbol of the Heavenly Path!

Moro had heard that the leader of the Heavenly Path Group, originally named Di Shitian, had assassinated a prime ministerial candidate in Japan a long time ago and earlier had slain a Sect Hierarch of the Europe Holy Cathedral under the watchful eyes of the public.

Afterwards, no one managed to catch him.

Every move of Di Shitian shook the entire world!

But nobody had ever seen ‘Emperor One Kill,’ the true face of Di Shitian.

Looking at Mo Wen, Moro felt his heart pounding, more nervous than he would be facing the Taoist Master of the Shura Path!

Perhaps sensing Moro’s gaze, Mo Wen shrugged and said, “I did something silly in my youth and ended up with tattoos.”

“Oh.”

Moro nodded and said, “That’s a unique tattoo, I like that ‘Dao’ character, and the thing above it that looks like a cycle of reincarnation.”

“Heh heh, it’s alright,” Mo Wen laughed and turned to call out, “Everyone, take a break.

I’ll start grilling in a moment, and let me tell you, our barbecue is top-notch in Qingshi Town.

It will leave you craving for more!”

“Big Brother Mo, hurry up.

It’s getting late, and we’re all hungry,” a girl called out.

“Alright then!”

Mo Wen responded and turned to Moro, “I’ll be busy now.”

Moro nodded, “Mmm, I’m really looking forward to Big Brother Mo’s barbecue!”

Mo Wen smiled and went into the barbecue shop.

Once inside, the smile on his face suddenly turned grave.

“How did the Six Paths of Reincarnation find this place?” Mo Wen murmured to himself, puzzled.

He had been hiding here for eight years, never once stepping out of Qingshan City.

Even if the Six Paths of Reincarnation had informants all over the globe, it seemed impossible for them to find him in a city with a population of tens of millions.

“Brother Tian, when we were moving the travelers’ luggage, we found hot weapons in several of the bags…”

Just then, a somewhat deep voice came from beside him.

“I know!”

Mo Wen said indifferently, “You just need to keep an eye on that man who was chatting with me.”

“Brother Tian…”

The man hesitated, then said, “Should I and Di Qi take them out just in case?

If they recognize you as…, then once the Taoist Leader makes a move, we’ll really have no chance to avenge our second brother and the dead fourth, fifth, and sixth brothers!”

“Maybe they’re targeting someone else?”

Mo Wen laughed, “Just keep an eye on these travelers.

My gut tells me their target is just one person within the group, not us.

Even the little Shura Path isn’t enough, and even if the Taoist Master of the Shura Path makes a move, he will die all the same!”

The man known as Di San nodded slightly, “Alright, I’ll keep watch.

I hope the Six Paths of Reincarnation haven’t found us, or we brothers will have to continue living a fugitive life.”

“No, they haven’t.

Trust me!” Mo Wen said with a smile.

Di San nodded again, his face regaining the service smile of a host.

“Di Jiuyou, ten years ago, for the position of Taoist Leader, you committed patricide and killed your brothers.

I, Di Shitian, swear not to rest until I’ve avenged this in my lifetime!” Mo Wen whispered to himself, with a thick killing intent in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Su Xuan and Zhao Xiaoyi were lying on a rock not far away, watching the somewhat golden horizon by the seaside, and started chatting.

“Zhao Xiaoyi, do you know who that Moro is?” Su Xuan thought for a moment and asked.

“I don’t know!” Ivy shook her head, “Who is he?”

Su Xuan whispered in her ear, “That Moro is an assassin from the Shura Path, he’s here to kill me!”

Zhao Xiaoyi’s complexion changed and she sat upright, asking Su Xuan, “Moro is an assassin from the Shura Path?

How do you know?”

“I heard it!”

Su Xuan looked at Ivy strangely, “I have Sharp-Hearing Ear, don’t you remember?”

Zhao Xiaoyi was taken aback; she was of course aware that Su Xuan had Sharp-Hearing Ear.

If Moro really was an assassin from the Shura Path, he should be here to assassinate Chen Wanqing, so why was he following them, coming here to assassinate Su Xuan?

Zhao Xiaoyi was left scratching her head…