Medical and Martial God

”Don’t be impulsive, I promise not to shout!”

Lin Mu hurriedly said, unable to even stand properly out of fear.

The intelligence chief was a Sixth Realm Peak War God, and even such a master was killed by An Dongye with one kick.

His own strength was not even as good as the intelligence chief, so he simply couldn’t withstand a kick from An Dongye.

”Eat this!”

An Dongye took out a black, oval medicinal pill from his pocket and tossed it to Lin Mu.

”What is this?”

Lin Mu caught the pill and asked.

An Dongye glared: ”Just eat it when I tell you to, why so many questions? Eat quickly, or I’ll blow your head off.”

Frightened, Lin Mu hurriedly threw the pill into his mouth and swallowed.

Seeing this, An Dongye laughed and said:

”What you ate is a poison called... Leg Stretching Glaring Pill. You must take the antidote within 24 hours, or you’ll kick the bucket, lights out, wax blown, game over.”

Beside him, Tang Bo curled his lip, secretly despising An Dongye for his lack of culture, even coming up with such a rustic name for a poison.

In fact, what An Dongye gave Lin Mu was not poison, but a mud pill, with the name and toxicity completely made up by An Dongye.

”You, what do you intend to do by giving me poison?”

Upon hearing about the poison, Lin Mu instantly panicked and asked in terror.

”You must immediately send people to give orders to all civilian martial artists in Moon City and the Nine Cities, collecting them as quickly as possible, then you will come with me to Sea City,” An Dongye commanded.

”What are we going to do in Sea City?” Lin Mu asked.

Slap!

An Dongye gave Lin Mu a slap: ”Are you the king of 100,000 whys? Just do what I say. If you dare ask why again, I’ll cut out one of your kidneys.”

”Yes, yes!” Lin Mu quickly ran out, summoning a messenger under the watchful eyes of An Dongye and Tang Bo, and immediately sent orders to Moon City and the Nine Cities.

At this point, Tang Bo quietly asked, ”Big brother wants us to be responsible for collecting corpses on the various battlefields and transporting them to Nameless Island. Yet, you took me here and now have Lin Mu leading an army of civilian martial artists to Sea City. What exactly are you planning?”

An Dongye glanced at the dim-witted Tang Bo and quietly said:

”Think about it, collecting corpses from various battlefields and then transporting them to Nameless Island is such a hassle. Let’s just take Lin Mu and the army of civilian martial artists directly to Nameless Island and kill them. It’s much more efficient.”

Tang Bo was stunned for three seconds: ”Damn, what you just said makes so much sense!”

After An Dongye and Tang Bo left with Lin Mu and the army of civilian martial artists,

Leng Yue and the Blood Cloth Guards, who had rushed from the island battlefields to Moon City, were bewildered!

”Where are they?”

Standing on the Moon City wall, Leng Yue said in confusion:

”The young master told us to assassinate the Fourth Realm or higher War Gods under Lin Mu’s command, why is there no one here?”

The Blood Cloth Guards were also completely baffled.

Logically, with Lin Mu and the army of civilian martial artists leaving Moon City, the young master couldn’t have missed the news, so why didn’t he notify them?

At this moment, Leng Yue received a call from Sword Fanatic:

”You haven’t gotten to Moon City yet, have you? No need to go anymore, the enemy armies of Moon City and the Nine Cities have all been taken away by An Dongye and Tang Bo.”

Taken away?

Suddenly, Leng Yue’s mind couldn’t keep up and she asked:

”Where were they taken? Why do Lin Mu and the army of civilian martial artists listen to An Dongye and Tang Bo? Speaking of which, why are An Dongye and Tang Bo here at all?”

Sword Fanatic: ”Haha, I’d like to know too!”

Leng Yue and the Blood Cloth Guards were completely flustered, as An Dongye and Tang Bo, those two troublemakers, had intercepted the tasks of the Blood Cloth Guards and the 101st battalion. What were they supposed to do now?

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”Lei Xiaoming, stop sleeping!”

The teacher on the podium shouted in anger.

The students all turned their heads, mockingly looking at Ye Xiu, who was fast asleep at the last row’s desk. They thought, ’Lei Xiaoming is really in for it now.’

Daring to sleep in the Vice Principal’s class was basically asking for trouble.

”What’s your problem, yelling like that?”

Ye Xiu lifted his head and drowsily asked.

Oh my!

The students were awestruck!

This was the first time they’d seen someone dare to talk back to the Vice Principal, let alone heard of it.