Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

Fang Yingxia's pupils contracted sharply when she saw the streak of bright red blood at the corner of Chen Mo's mouth, and she instinctively reached out to help him.

"you....."

She suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Because Chen Mo blinked at her.

Fang Yingxia immediately understood, quickly squatted down, and supported the back of his head with one hand, "Captain Chen! Captain Chen, how are you? Where are you hurt?"

Liu Ruyan also realized what was happening, squatted down on the other side, and placed her fingers on Chen Mo's pulse. On the surface, she was taking his pulse, but in reality, she was trying to hide the laughter that she almost couldn't help.

"internal injury."

With a stern face, she said seriously, "The ribs may be broken, and the internal organs may have shifted. We need to call for backup immediately."

Zhao Shouxin opened his mouth wide, looked at Chen Mo and then at Liu Ruyan, his expression changing from shock to sudden realization.

"I'll go find Director Shen and the others right now." Qian Mantang suddenly turned around and ran back, his footsteps splashing up large sprays of water as he stepped into the puddles.

Special Envoy Wang was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically, and he shouted shrilly, "Stop! You stop right there!"

Unexpectedly, he ignored the warning and ran even faster.

"Stop him!"

Special Commissioner Wang shouted at the police officers behind him, "Don't let him go back!"

The uniformed men exchanged glances. One of them slowly took two steps forward, "Hey...stop! Don't run!"

But by then Qian Mantang had already run seven or eight meters away, and he hadn't even touched the other person's clothes.

Watching Qian Mantang's figure disappear into the alley, he turned around helplessly, shrugged, and said that he had tried his best, but the other party was just too fast.

Commissioner Wang, his face ashen with rage, pointed at the police officers, "You...you..."

The patrol officers all lowered their heads, as if they were too soaked by the rain to lift their heads.

He took a deep breath, strode up to Chen Mo, and glared down at him. "What exactly are you trying to do? Do you even know what you're doing? You're deliberately creating trouble! You're undermining diplomacy! You're..."

Chen Mo lay on the ground, his upper body leaning between Fang Yingxia and Liu Ruyan, finding a comfortable position, and even slightly adjusting the position of the back of his head.

Fang Yingxia's shoulders were soft, and Liu Ruyan's arms weren't too hard to support her either. Although the ground was wet and cold, these two human cushions were surprisingly comfortable.

"Commissioner Wang." He raised his eyes, looking at the face twisted with rage, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, drawing out a trickle of blood that was still flowing down.

"Didn't you see? It was those Japanese who struck first."

Chen Mo raised his right hand, pointing at the sergeant behind the barbed wire, his voice rising a few decibels, "That Japanese devil just caught me off guard and secretly stabbed me with his Vajra Finger!"

"This skill is extremely vicious. It cannot be seen from the outside, but it can damage a person's internal organs invisibly."

"While I was on official business, I was ambushed by Japanese ascetics and seriously injured. You must record this in your report."

After he finished speaking, he coughed twice, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Yingxia kept her head down, her bangs covering her eyes, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

I don't know if it was from anger or from holding back laughter.

With a stern face, Liu Ruyan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of Chen Mo's mouth. "Captain Chen, don't talk anymore. Conserve your energy. I've sealed several of your acupoints, so you're not in immediate danger. But you must be taken back to the station for treatment as soon as possible."

Behind the barbed wire, the sergeant looked somewhat bewildered.

He looked down at his right hand and thought for a few seconds before he realized what was happening.

This is a frame-up; it's a complete frame-up.

Shameless Chinese people only know these tricks...

Special Envoy Wang looked at Chen Mo, who was half-lying on the ground, and then at the sergeant's unpredictable face behind the barbed wire. Suddenly, he felt his head had grown bigger.

"What do you want to do!" He pointed at Chen Mo, his finger trembling.

"Commissioner Wang, what are you saying? Would I, a member of the Inspection Bureau, falsely accuse an innocent person?"

"That Japanese devil poked me a few times just now, each time harder than the last, and all of you here saw it."

"My chest hurts terribly right now. What else could this be but a beating?"

"When you're negotiating, remember to get the other side to hand over the murderer."

"Stop pretending..."

Special Envoy Wang's face turned ashen, realizing he was in a dangerous situation.

The inspectors will be here soon, and if the situation gets out of control, it will be a major incident.

The officials above wouldn't blame the Japanese; they would only blame him for his incompetence.

.....

In less than two minutes, more than a dozen figures emerged from the depths of the rain.

Shen Dajiang took the lead, followed closely by a dozen or so members of the inspection bureau, each with a standard-issue sword hanging from their waist.

What is most striking is the undisguised aura emanating from them.

The dozen or so people showed no restraint at this moment, unleashing their full power.

Streams of intense blood energy shot up from above their heads, forming a visible pale red wave of energy in the rain.

The raindrops were shaken apart half a foot above their heads, turning into fine mist that drifted away.

Chen Mo lay on the ground, squinting at the scene, and couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Qi and Blood Martial Dao after it was formed.

Ordinary ghosts would be unable to escape after being swept away by this energy.

Shen Dajiang stopped three steps away from the barbed wire fence, his gaze first sweeping over Chen Mo lying on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly.

He then looked up at the Japanese soldiers behind the barbed wire and took a heavy step forward.

With each step, the concrete floor beneath his feet emitted a dull groan.

Centered on his right foot, spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread outwards.

Rainwater seeped into the cracks, and was then vaporized into white mist by the rising heat from the ground.

"Tear them all down for me."

He had no intention of negotiating with the Japanese; with a wave of his hand, his voice drowned out the sound of the rain pattering around him.

The people behind him remained silent, swiftly drawing their swords from their waists and walking to the barbed wire fence.

With a swift stroke, the taut wires snapped like paper under the blade, breaking apart in concentric rings.

The wooden stakes were also pulled out and casually thrown to the side of the road. They rolled twice in the puddles, splashing up a cloud of mud.

The Japanese soldiers' expressions changed drastically, and they all raised their rifles, aiming the muzzles at the inspectors who were dismantling the barbed wire.

The sergeant's face was ashen, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his eyes practically spitting fire.

He opened his mouth to say something, but found that Shen Dajiang's gaze was fixed on him. An invisible pressure pressed down on his chest like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

Special Envoy Wang could no longer contain himself. He strode up to Shen Dajiang, his face a mixture of anxiety and anger. "Director Shen! What do you mean by this? The coalition government is negotiating with the Japanese. Your actions will only escalate the conflict! Can you handle a diplomatic incident like this?"

Shen Dajiang slowly turned his head and glanced at him.

The other person's voice seemed to be cut off by something, stopping abruptly.

"Commissioner Wang, my man was injured by the Japanese right under your nose. Instead of investigating the perpetrators, you're here talking to me about some diplomatic incident?"

Special Envoy Wang's face alternated between pale and flushed, his lips trembling for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out, "But...but we can't...we can't just force it like this..."

"Force it?" Shen Dajiang scoffed. "Commissioner Wang, it's the Japanese putting up barbed wire on our land, not my people putting up barbed wire in the concession."

"Don't you know who's forcing their way in?"

Special Envoy Wang was completely speechless.

Most of the barbed wire has been removed, with broken wires scattered all over the ground.

The Japanese soldiers held their guns with their fingers on the triggers, but none of them dared to pull them.

They weren't fools; the aura emanating from the dozen or so people opposite them was so intense that they could hardly breathe.

This level of opponent is not something that these ordinary soldiers can handle.

The sergeant's face was ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly. He turned around abruptly and glanced at the dark shadows at the street corner.

In the shadows, the statue-like figures moved.

One of them slowly walked out.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a black kimono, with his hair styled in an oriental bun, and a short sword tucked into his waistband.

He glanced at Shen Dajiang, then at Chen Mo lying on the ground, remained silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly and speaking a few words in Japanese to the sergeant.

The sergeant's expression changed several times, as if he was hesitating. In the end, he loosened his grip on the hilt of his sword, glared at Chen Mo, and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

"withdraw."

The Japanese soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, put away their guns, turned around, and followed the man in black toward the street corner.

The sergeant walked at the back, took a few steps and then stopped, turned around and stared at Chen Mo with bloodshot eyes, his lips moved a few times, probably cursing.

And the insults were very vulgar.

Chen Mo lay on the ground, met his gaze, grinned slightly, and gave him an international friendly gesture.

The other person's face turned a deep purplish-red, but they couldn't retaliate.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, a thought flashing through his mind.

The Yin energy silently flowed from his fingers, transforming into an invisible thread that quickly extended along the puddles on the ground.

The rain provided the best cover; the pale purple true energy was almost completely invisible in the rain. He quietly caught up with the few Japanese soldiers who had been laughing the loudest earlier, following the wet bluestone pavement.

The yin energy adhered to the soles of their shoes and seeped into their ankles.

After doing all this, Chen Mo withdrew his thoughts, closed his eyes again, and a faint chill lingered on his lips.

laugh?

.....

The barbed wire has been completely removed.

The scattered wires were kicked to the side of the road by the inspectors, and the wooden stakes were thrown into the corner.

The street became empty again, with only the sound of rain hitting the ground.

Shen Dajiang walked to Chen Mo's side and looked down at him.

"Where are you hurt?"

Chen Mo opened one eye, glanced at Shen Dajiang, then at Special Envoy Wang's still-recovering face beside him, and coughed weakly twice: "My chest... that Japanese devil's methods are too insidious... Director Shen, I'm afraid I'll have to take a few days off..."

Shen Dajiang's lips twitched, and he squatted down behind him, extending two fingers to touch his wrist.

"He did suffer internal injuries; he should rest and recover well these next few days."

Liu Ruyan bit her lip hard and turned her face away.

Zhao Shouxin finally couldn't hold back and sneezed suddenly, whether he was really cold or trying to cover something up, it was hard to tell.

Shen Dajiang turned around and looked at Special Commissioner Wang, "Go back and tell your superiors that the Japanese barbed wire isn't being dismantled once; if they pull it up again, I'll dismantle it again."

"Then it will be over."

"Let them occupy an inch today and a mile tomorrow, it's better to just give them all of Jinshi."

"Everyone should quit and go home to grow sweet potatoes. That way, you won't have to put up with this humiliation."

Special Envoy Wang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing, and slunk away with the police officers.