Chapter 110 The Mohist family promotes the system of tycoons. In fact, the tycoon is the king of the Mohist family.
"Their strength and influence are very different. Those who took action before were the elites from the Mo family headquarters, young geniuses."
Xianglidu didn't hide it. Now the Mo family wants to kill him, completely cutting off any trace of incestuous feelings. What's more, he has never been a character who just waits for death.
And it's obvious,
Huang also tends to take the initiative, and now his interests are aligned with Huang's. Unless he meets a tribesman, the sword in his hand will never shake.
"The young man who died under the sword of the family master is equivalent to the county knight level, and the ranger above that is equivalent to the county knight level.
The higher their strength,
These people have honed their own killing skills and often know how to kill a person as quickly as possible."
"When you confront people from the Mo family, you will either kill them all in one fell swoop. Once you are targeted by the other party, you will face endless assassinations. People will always be in panic."
"A school that relies on killing to terrorize the world cannot last long." Huang shook his head and sneered.
In his opinion, it is human nature to recruit rangers as protectors. However, when a school regards assassination as its main business, it has gone astray.
In later generations, it was not without reason that the Mohist school was suppressed and eventually disappeared. Among them, the Mohist skills with the spirit of craftsman disappeared.
This is the tragedy of the Chinese people.
"Anyone who upholds justice for heaven will not end well. I don't know if the founder of the Mohist family saw this scene today.
Will he jump out of the coffin?
Pull the descendants and give them a blast."
"I regret that I was blind and accepted such a group of disciples."
Xiang Lidu was silent, while Feng Zheng on the side shook his head and warned in a serious tone: "Boy, don't underestimate the Mo family, otherwise you won't know how you died in the end."
"Sir, please clarify my doubts!" At this moment, Huang's attitude was extremely respectful.
It's just that Feng Zheng also cursed Momabi in his heart. He felt that Huang was a dog-faced person who used people to move forward and not used people to move backward.
When you don't need him, call him Old Man Feng. When you do use him, you immediately change your name to sir.
Feng Zheng suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and said in a solemn tone: "The Mohist family promotes the system of giants. In fact, the giant is the king of the Mohist family."
"If the Mohist family is compared to the Qin State, today's giants are equivalent to the Qin State's Ying Quliang.
And he believes in Mohism,
All my disciples are loyal and loyal."
"As long as the giant gives the order,
It means walking through fire and death without turning back."
"From the birth of the Mohist family to now, the Mohist family has undoubtedly become a force that no one in the world dares to underestimate."
"Boy, even though your Qin State has chariots and cavalry, you still have to be afraid of those Mohist swordsmen who are everywhere and pervasive."
"The Mohists dared to stand up with their swords, and blood flowed for five steps, making the world pure!"
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After Feng Zheng's thoughtful explanation, Huang gradually calmed down. In his opinion, the Mohists today, apart from their skills in Mohism, are like a group of thugs who were bewitched by their beliefs.
Arming themselves with doctrines and beliefs, at this time the Mohists were basically an evil terrorist organization to all countries in the world.
Huang knows that such an organization is simply crazy, and any decision they make is not surprising to Huang.
With lightning flashing in his mind, Huang clasped his fists towards Feng Zheng: "Senior, thank you very much."
"Haha, I just don't want to see such a magnificent and magnificent person fall into the hands of a young man." Feng Zheng chuckled, as if he had done an insignificant thing.
"Haha, when we get to Yueyang, I'll treat you to the best old wine in Yueyang." Huang's eyes were blazing, and he made an invitation directly.
"..."
At this moment, the bitterness in Huang's eyes turned into soaring fighting spirit: "The Mo family is so powerful, I want to see how much talent they have."
From beginning to end, Xianglidu never mentioned the Mohist school, and he never mentioned it unless he had to explain.
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When Huang and his party arrived in Qufu, the news of the failure of the Mohist assassination also reached the Mohist headquarters. For a moment, the expression of the senior brother of the Mohist family suddenly changed.
At this moment, his heart was full of anger. For so many years, the Mo family had never failed, but they had never suffered such a heavy blow.
"Send the order, everyone enter the political hall!" The old man's roar rang out in the Shennong Mountain Government City.
"promise."
"Gather the outer sect disciples back to the city." Another order came, making Meng Jin's face suddenly turn pale.
He knew very well that the Mohist family had not called back its disciples from abroad on such a large scale for many years. It was obvious that the Mohist family was going to make big moves this time.
The Mohist headquarters is a secret castle in the Shennong Mountains.
Counting from the time when Mozi became famous, everyone in the Mohist family has been operating here for more than 40 years before it formed a complete scale.
This headquarters is also called the Organ City.
The Mohists advocated the art of craftsmanship, and Mozi and every disciple were top-notch engineers and mathematicians. For more than 40 years, the Mohists built the castle into a solid, practical and densely packed castle.
The Mohist government city is just like a turtle shell. This is also the reason why the Mohist people have acted fearlessly for so many years.
No matter what laws the Mohist disciples broke, they only needed to escape and hide in the government city, and the more than thirty countries in the Central Plains outside could do nothing to them.
"Everyone, Xiang Fulun died in the hands of the Qin State's Imperial Master, and all the Mo disciples who followed him were wiped out." Qin Huali's eyes did not hide the murderous intent at all: "Such cruelty that shocked the world happened to the Mo family. You think , how should we deal with it?”
"Elder brother, only the death of Qin Guoshi can wash away the shame of our Mo family." A young man stood up and said to Qin Huali: "Elder brother, please give the order to avenge Xiang Fulun."
Deng Lingzi was impatient. Before Qin Huali could finish his words, he spoke fiercely in Chu dialect and said: "Qin Guoshi is a thug and should be killed."
"We, the Mo disciples, are upholding justice for heaven, conquering evil and promoting good. Master Qin is the one we must kill. Senior brother, immediately send the Humen swordsmen to kill Huang!"
"Junior Brother Kuhuo, what do you think?" Qin Huali's tone became cold and he spoke suddenly.
Ku Huo's lips were thick and wide, and he seemed to be frowning forever, as if he was always thinking sadly. Hearing Qin Huali's question, his tone was faint: "If we don't kill Huang, how can our Moh family get along?"
"We must kill Huang to warn the world and provoke the fate of our Mo family!"
At this moment, Ku Huo suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Huali, saying: "Otherwise, the Mohist idea of universal love for the world is empty talk."
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For a time, except for the silent Xiang Liqin, the top brass of the Mohist headquarters all passed the resolution to kill Huang in order to shock the world.
"I have passed on my order to order the swordsmen of Longmen to come to the world immediately and kill the master of the Qin State to make the Mohist family famous." Qin Huali gave the order decisively, and he decided to assassinate Huang immediately.
"promise."
In Qin Huali's view, the Qin State and the Mohist Family will have a confrontation sooner or later. Judging from various intelligences, this day is not far away.