Su Mo, having taken the Corgi Dog King hostage, now commanded tens of thousands of mad dogs, all heeding his orders.
“Holding the Dog King to command the pack, I guess I’ve gotten a taste of what it felt like for Boss Cao [referring to Cao Cao, a historical figure known for wielding power].”
Facing the entire pack of dogs gathered together, Su Mo pondered how to deal with them. After thinking it over, he decided to hand them over to the Bushido Sect and let them handle it.
Having captured the Dog King himself and gathered the dog pack, securing the primary credit was a given.
Although the Hundred Immortals Sect’s methods were too cruel, since things had already reached this point, if he didn’t secure the primary credit for himself, the innocent civilians who died so tragically would have died in vain.
Su Mo found himself a plausible reason…
Suddenly, an alarm sounded. It turned out the military had surrounded the area.
After all, it’s a large-scale cleanup operation, which the military is better at than supernatural organizations; they only need to have supernatural individuals assisting them.
“Miss, please put down your weapon and surrender immediately, or we will open fire!” A high-ranking officer shouted at Su Mo through a megaphone.
Su Mo was stunned for a moment: What? Had he been mistaken for the mastermind?
Just as he was about to argue, a circle of dark gun muzzles immediately aimed at him, giving him no chance to explain. It seemed that if he said one more word, they would open fire.
Su Mo was speechless when Sakurai Mei’s voice rang out: “Hold on, she’s with me.”
As her voice faded, she strode over imposingly and shouted at Su Mo, “What are you doing here, holding a meeting for dogs?”
Su Mo’s expression stiffened: “I’m holding the Dog King to command the pack! Instead of thanking me for gathering the dogs, they want to shoot me. Sister Mei, you have to stand up for me!”
Ever since he’d used spiritual energy to stimulate his tear ducts last time, his tears seemed to have become cheap, falling at the slightest provocation. Sometimes he was clearly just pretending to be wronged, but his eyes would redden as he spoke.
Sure enough, the moment he opened his mouth, tears were already welling up in his eyes.
Su Mo felt quite helpless. He had forcefully transformed himself from a female warrior into Lin Daiyu [a famously delicate and melancholic literary figure]…
But it wasn’t a big problem. With him around, the legend of Lin Daiyu uprooting a weeping willow would no longer be a myth, but reality.
In a sense, he had also contributed to the development of traditional Chinese culture and internet culture…
As one of the publicly known top ten experts in the entire island nation, the military naturally recognized Sakurai Mei and held her in high regard. Hearing her say that the one commanding the dog pack was on their side, they hesitated briefly before redirecting their gun muzzles, all aiming at the dog pack.
Sakurai Mei leaped swiftly to Su Mo’s side and frowned, “This could easily be misunderstood, you know.”
Hearing this, Su Mo immediately said with righteous indignation, “I’m not afraid of being misunderstood. I just want fewer innocent people to die.”
He deliberately spoke this sentence loudly, causing those who had just aimed their guns at him to feel ashamed.
We actually tried to shoot a hero…
With Sakurai Mei’s arrival, more and more Bushido Sect members followed. Su Mo no longer had to control the scene alone. How to deal with these mad dogs and the Corgi was no longer a problem for him to ponder.
He just needed to fabricate a good reason now and quietly wait for the reward.
Inside the Sapphire Hairpin, two bug sources lay quietly. This was a secret that couldn’t be exposed…
Not long after Su Mo had escorted Chiba Sankai’s family home, he suddenly received a mysterious call from an unknown location: “Seven Bridges, Nishimura Koishi is under attack. Rescue quickly.”
The caller’s voice was clearly modified, making it impossible for Su Mo to tell if he knew the person.
He frowned slightly, about to ask, but the other party hung up actively. When he tried to call back, it showed as an invalid number.
This person seemed to hold a significant position, though…
But initially judging the other party should currently be on his side. The intention behind passing the message was similar to the Ya Xian creating the mad dog rampage in the city – all to help him accumulate merit.
Su Mo immediately rushed non-stop towards Seven Bridges, worrying all the way that if he arrived late, someone else would steal the credit.
He couldn’t help but secretly sigh to himself. Being an undercover agent was really comfortable; all kinds of merits were being handed to him on a silver platter.
The mad dog incident was under control. Large numbers of security personnel appeared everywhere to maintain city order, so along the way, he basically encountered no further chaos.
When he arrived at Seven Bridges, it was quiet and peaceful, not looking like a place where anything was happening. So, he pretended to cross the bridge.
But the moment he stepped onto the bridge, a chill ran down the back of his head.
Combat experience told him someone was ambushing him from behind.
With a “Boom,” a figure flew backward, nearly falling into the river.
Su Mo was about to press the attack when the person suddenly started gesturing with both hands in front of their chest, almost like forming seals.
Wow!
Su Mo exclaimed inwardly, thinking, Isn’t this the secret signal of the Qing Yu Hui [Blue Rain Society]?
Before he could think further, a masked man suddenly charged with a knife. When he was just one meter away from Su Mo, his face suddenly broke into a wide grin: “President, we’re here to help you earn merit!”
“Wang Er!” Su Mo exclaimed softly, his tone unable to hide his surprise: “How are you here? Who brought you?”
“The Vice-President.”
“Liao Yu?” Su Mo said, while continuing to exchange blows with Wang Er.
“That’s right. The Vice-President has come out of seclusion, already at B-level. We’re here on the orders of the former President to help you.”
After understanding the situation, Su Mo didn’t stand on ceremony and said directly, “Be careful. Nishimura Koishi’s ability is very strange; he can devour people’s souls.”
Wang Er just smiled and said, “Don’t worry, the former President and the President’s Wife are also here.”
The ‘President’s Wife’ naturally referred to Ye Qingyi. Society members often teased her, calling her a kept man hence the nickname ‘President’s Wife’. What they didn’t know was that Ye Qingyi actually liked this title very much and never refuted it. When asked, she would just smile and reply, “To have a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for? I’m happy with it.”
“They’re here too?” Su Mo thought that if Ye Qingyu was also here, she could lift Nishimura Koishi’s skull cap in minutes.
“Don’t worry, President. They’ve all disguised themselves as regular members, following the Vice-President’s orders. They won’t reveal themselves unless it’s a critical moment.”
While Su Mo and Wang Er were engaged in their back-and-forth fight, at the other end of the bridge, Nishimura Koishi’s car was just being completely surrounded by the Qing Yu Hui members.
Su Mo took a quick glance. There were over thirty people in total, with one-third being C-level – many more than before.
He suddenly let out a loud roar and punched Wang Er flying. Wang Er screamed and fell off the bridge. If someone hadn’t been quick-eyed and caught him, he would have ended up soaked.
Wang Er had told Su Mo that among the thirty-plus who came, only four actually knew Su Mo’s true identity: Ye Qingyu, Ye Qingyi, Liao Yu, and himself.
They were absolutely top-tier members of the Qing Yu Hui, completely trustworthy.
Su Mo suddenly thought of something: Wait, that means the black-clothed person who made the hand seal earlier… could it have been Liao Yu!
That made sense. If it were anyone else, even if they were C-level, the punch he threw would have given them a hard time. But that person just rubbed their stomach.
At that moment, Su Mo suddenly noticed a woman among the Qing Yu Hui crowd with an elegant figure and light footsteps. She punched and shattered the car Nishimura Koishi was riding in, then cried out in pain: “Ah Xi!”