Imperial Treasure

And now, it seems the Martial Arts World in the nation of M has no veil of secrecy.

The world of white bones, and even the ultra-clear cameras captured the bones piercing through those vines.

Of course, they also saw the terrified expressions of the people being dragged out by an unknown force.

And, those peerless powerhouses in the sky and on the ground.

"My God, it’s the Skeleton Emperor!"

"This power is terrifying."

"It’s the world of bones, isn’t it? I heard he turned a town-sized area in South Africa into a world of bones thirty years ago."

"Who is that person..."

Who is the one able to confront the Skeleton Emperor and come out alive?

The shop was initially filled with many martial artists and adventurers, now all gathered behind Su Zimu, for after all, the Skeleton Emperor is a world-class imperial powerhouse. Videos of his battles are always scarce since no one can get close enough within his detection range to capture footage. But this time was different; he seemed to have encountered a formidable opponent, and this opponent was not defeated at his hands, even coming out unscathed.

So, who is this opponent...

When Agoleus had left, and the powder of bones dispersed, with a flick of the hand, swooshing~ the revolving metal sword wings were retracted, and the Yangtze River was sheathed. She turned her face, seemingly seeing through the distance, the camera, and those people in front of computers or televisions... Those eyes seemed to enlarge on the screen, deep and unfathomable, mysterious and side shining.

Penetrates the heart.

Makes people subconsciously feel guilty or lose focus.

Suddenly, she slightly cocked her eyebrow, waking the crowd from their trance, and upon looking carefully again, she had already waved her hand, sweeping up two individuals, transforming them into streaks of light shooting into the sky.

The weapons store fell silent for a long time.

Perhaps everyone’s heart was questioning one thing.

"An Eastern person? Impossible! Those from East Asia are all worthless!"

"Looks like they are from China... there must be a mistake!"

"A woman, no way!"

Hmm, racial discrimination, regional discrimination, and gender discrimination!

Su Zimu’s brows frowned.

A pig’s trotter hand reaching towards her hip was suddenly grasped by another hand.

A cracking sound, the bones of the hand fractured, bang!

The person was kicked in the chest, sent flying, grabbing the wall to steady themselves, their face contorted, but upon discovering it was an Eastern-faced woman who acted.

Dressed very valiantly, with a military style.

The combat boots still perched in the air.

He felt both embarrassed and enraged, and then let out a furious roar, clearly, he had companions.

"Damn, a Central Plains person!"

"Go back to the Central Plains!"

"Scum, being arrogant here!"

Three people rushed out, raising guns or drawing their own weapons...

Yhan Qingwu, several racks away, swept her gaze, flicked her wrist, a leaf flying dart curved unusually around the racks, piercing the wrist of the person raising a gun from the side.

Penetrated, extremely toxic!

The person’s palm trembled, meridians contracted, clutching their arm, screaming miserably.

On the other side.

A whip lashed with a crack, the broadsword was directly shattered, and with a twirl, it wrapped around the neck of the Strong Guy and pulled.

Flower Demon casually picked up a dagger from the dazzling array of weapons beside them.

Pressed against the person’s neck for a throat cut.

Simultaneously.

Bang!

Gong Jiu’s left leg kicked between a man’s legs, raising his right hand, and with a couple of clicks, inserted the sniper rifle’s muzzle into the pervert’s mouth.

Bang!

Headshot.

Putting away the gun, Gong Jiu turned to the sloppy-dressed white-haired old man at the counter.

"Old William, when doing business, some level of class is needed. Letting in such third-rate people, with unclear political inclinations, lacking culture might be forgivable, but they are dirt poor, think they can take advantage without purchasing anything...."

He paused, Gong Jiu slightly smiled: "Do you want me to add one hundred thousand US dollars to the deal amount to cover their funeral expenses, or should I withdraw this one hundred million US dollar order and let you face scrutiny from your government inspection team?"

For Old William, there are two types of Central Plains people in M Country: one, the silent ones, they have no desire for political expression or enthusiasm for battles, easy to bully.

However, there is also the extreme type, independent, strong, and... wealthy.

Immensely wealthy.

The wealth and generosity of Central Plains people are renowned worldwide, like Gong Jiu, this old customer.

Old William watched her, since she was fifteen years old, wearing ripped jeans, come to buy equipment worth hundreds of thousands of US dollars, over the years, she’s been the most consistent old customer.

Of course, he also noticed that within this group, Gong Jiu wasn’t the one with the most significant voice.

"Of course, their heads are worth this price... and our police~men have to help handle all sorts of things every day, there’s no time to check here..." Old William clapped his hands, and a few subordinates went over to carry away the two dead bodies and cleaned the floor.

The rest of the accomplices were already scared stiff, trembling as they bowed their heads to apologize to Gong Jiu and the others, then obediently got "escorted out" by several protectors.

This scene wasn’t the first time; people present were accustomed to it. However, it was rare to see Central Plains people being this assertive and powerful.

In fact, Gong Jiu rarely used to be this assertive, because being rich in the U.S doesn’t mean everything. Nowadays, her strength had greatly improved, and with super strategist Su Zimu and the Tang Sect goddess Yhan Qingwu backing her, plus the truly renowned international doctor Ye Changan, not to mention her and Flower Demon, such a top-level configuration, taking down two SSS ranks wasn’t impossible.

Moreover, this group of people clearly weren’t tough. Gong Jiu and Flower Demon always bullied the weak. Killing two people was nothing.

The main thing was, Gong Jiu was certain that the money-loving Old William would never give up that one hundred million US dollar order.

SO~

This was just a trivial matter.

Su Zimu seemed as if she hadn’t seen the two bodies being carried away, and as if the person who was almost taken advantage of wasn’t her.

Staring at the news report on the screen, she turned her face and asked Gong Jiu and the others: "Have you made your choice?"

Gong Jiu made an OK gesture, and the group followed Old William into another room.

Old William looked at Su Zimu, "Oh~ Miss, I’m very sorry for the inconvenience I just caused you. Some men are just so impolite... Allow me to be blunt, have I seen you somewhere before?"

"Oh, Old William, you’re past the age for flirting with beauties, don’t disgust our goddess." The chubby guy burdened with a heap of weapons toyed with the gun in his hand and rolled his eyes at Old William without any courtesy.

Honestly, in this group, the chubby guy was the only solo. Even though his martial skills were a bit lacking, and his brains were a bit lacking too, he had traveled far and wide, acting in person, and sometimes his smooth-talking still worked.

"Oh~ for beauty, everyone has the right to admire, no matter how old or across borders... but what I mean is... I seem to have seen this lady in some news."

Old William thought for a moment, and suddenly clapped his hands: "I remember now, you’re the one reputed as the youngest official in the Central Plains... a very high position, uh, equal to a governor here... the governor of Texas, and our former young and promising colonel of national defense... and... they all pursued you, there were many reports... every time you came to visit our country..."

As Old William spoke.

The eyes of the other five people unanimously slid over.

What, you never mentioned this.

Su Zimu only seemed to come to her senses.

"Uh... is there anything worth mentioning about that?"

She asked wryly, Yhan Qingwu and Ye Changan directly gave up on teasing her, maybe because of a guilty conscience—they too were often pursued when traveling internationally, less so when they were younger, but now in their thirties... it became more frequent, putting themselves in others’ shoes, so indeed there was nothing to say about such things.

But obviously, Gong Jiu and Flower Demon, who had even more admirers, were not willing!

"You can’t say that, we’re here in the U.S for something important, such a big gathering... so many talent and beauties, if our Sui Yi encounters a few people, not knowing if they’re friends or foes, wouldn’t that be troublesome?"

Not knowing if they’re friends or foes...

Foe...

Rival in love?

Sui Yi’s rival in love?

Or my secret admirer?

Really making a clever joke.

Su Zimu glanced over at Flower Demon: "How do you know I have more than her?"

Well, that’s why a strategist is truly a strategist.

Flower Demon fell silent in an instant.

Upon thinking... it seemed Sui Yi’s romances were much more vibrant.

Eh~~

After the deal was done, Gong Jiu and the others left, and Old William looked at the large batch of high-end weapons in the account, including hot weapons and cold weapons, all of the most elite kind, otherwise, they wouldn’t be few in quantity but extremely expensive.

"One hundred million US dollars, quite generous... looks like it’s for a small group use."

"Boss, will these Central Plains people cause us trouble?"

"Cause a fart! Who doesn’t know about the World Trade Center’s business... This is our chance to make a fortune off the war... but I see this time, Central Plains is definitely not simple, China Gate just pulled a stunt, and Brooklyn was evenly matched with the Skeleton Emperor..."

"Evenly matched? Impossible, how could the Skeleton Emperor be matched against that Central Plains woman?"

Old William picked up his old smoking pipe, too lazy to explain to his subordinate.

Why was he the boss, while others could only be his subordinates, sometimes it didn’t need explanation.

In the car.

"Agoleus is internationally the most belligerent yet undefeated strongman, rumors say he, the Pope, and the Mafia leader Edward are the three poles of the world. Edward is elusive, always trying to break through to the void, hence he’s been in reclusion for years. The Pope hardly makes a move, so internationally, Agoleus is recognized as the strongest,"

Yhan Qingwu explained, Ye Changan looked worried: "This person is so formidable, on Sui Yi’s side..."

"At least a draw." Su Zimu gazed out the window, speaking blandly: "Otherwise, Agoleus wouldn’t leave without killing. If he didn’t kill, it means he wasn’t sure he could defeat Sui Yi, but it can’t be ruled out he was wary of the Pope being the Yellow Sparrow from behind..."

At least it proved that Sui Yi already made him wary.

"But if he and the Pope join forces..." the chubby guy couldn’t help but bring up a reality.

Everyone fell silent.

That would be very dangerous.

"Let’s go to Brooklyn," Flower Demon suddenly suggested.

Gong Jiu looked at her, and as they watched, they burst into laughter.

Their smiles were rather sly.

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