"Jiang Wei, you're about to die, what are you laughing at?”The other party was about to go crazy from Jiang Wei's laughter.
Jiang Wei finally stopped laughing. He looked at the Mo practitioner who was overestimating himself in front of him and thought for a moment before saying,"I remember now. You are the leader of the forces in the State of Zhao after the breakup of the Mohist Guild. Your name is Yan Ping.
I've already forgotten about you. Why did you have to take the initiative to come looking for me? Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, I can't turn a blind eye to you. Kneel down and offer me your loyalty.”
"Hahaha, Jiang Wei, are you scared silly? Since you don't want to leave your corpse intact, I'll fulfill your wish. Anyway, I'll chop you up later and still get the token.”
As Yan Ping spoke, Jiang Wei asked Xiang Shaolong,"Shaolong, do you think this guy will kneel before me?”
Xiang Shaolong's mouth twitched." Brother Jiang, what time is it now? You're still in the mood to joke.”
"I'm not joking with you."
Jiang Wei suddenly raised his hand. Xiang Shaolong and the other Mohist practitioners present didn't see what had happened. Just as Yan Ping was about to order his underlings to go forward and chop Jiang Wei up, his sturdy body suddenly shook as if he had been hit by a hidden weapon.
"Yan Ping, kneel down and offer your loyalty to your Ju Zi!" Jiang Wei shouted.”
Then, Xiang Shaolong, who was ready to risk his life.
He was dumbfounded.
At the same time, the hundreds of Mo practitioners that Yan Ping had brought along to ambush Jiang Wei were also dumbfounded.
Yan Ping's eyes were dull for a moment before they regained clarity. He knelt on the ground and respectfully said,"Zhao Mo and Yan Ping greet Master."
Jiang Wei's gaze swept across the surrounding Mohist practitioners who had already started to stir. He was not angry but he was imposing."Yan Ping has already submitted to me, so why don't you kneel down and offer your loyalty to me?”
The surrounding Mo practitioners looked at each other. Other than a few who really knelt down, most of the Mo practitioners brought by Yan Ping were unmoved.
"Yan Ping, are these your subordinates?" Jiang Wei scolded.”
"Master, please calm down!"
Yan Ping suddenly got up from the ground with a terrified expression. He then roared at his subordinates around him,"Are you all blind? I've already offered my loyalty to Master. Master is the ruler of us Mohist practitioners! When you see Ju Zi, why don't you kneel down immediately and pledge your loyalty to him?”
After being yelled at by their boss, Yan Ping, the effect was immediate. One after another, Mo Practitioners knelt down towards Jiang Wei until all of them knelt down.
"Greetings, Tycoon!"
Jiang Wei revealed a satisfied expression and then ordered all the Mo practitioners to stand up.
As expected.
To catch a thief, first catch the king.
As long as he subdued Yan Ping, the influence of the Mohist Association in the State of Zhao would also be subdued.
In order to make Yan Ping kneel, Jiang Wei used a high-tech small prop.
It was a tool created by the Red Queen that could control the human mind in the fourth and fifth movies of Resident Evil.
The original version of the movie was a mechanical spider attached to a human's chest.
It was very eye-catching.
As long as he could destroy the mechanical spider, he could regain consciousness.
Jiang Wei's version was a combination of technology from the Terminator world. It was a nano-level mechanical body that could directly attach itself to the surface of the human brain through blood circulation and control the brain.
Easy to use.
It was sufficiently hidden.
Just now, Jiang Wei had used a hidden weapon technique to shoot out such a small prop, which had made Yan Ping submit without anyone noticing.
Hence, he decided to do it.
A carefully prepared ambush turned into a kowtow.
Surrounded by hundreds of Mo practitioners, Jiang Wei and the other two rode their horses towards Handan City.
Yan Ping personally led the horse for Jiang Wei, acting like his senior brother who led the horse for his master.
Xiang Shaolong couldn't understand Yan Ping's character setting. Why was the contrast between before and after so huge? He wanted to chop Jiang Wei up a moment ago.
The next moment, he immediately knelt down and licked his lips.
However, Xiang Shaolong was from the 21st century special forces.
I'll tell you what you need to know.
Don't ask what you shouldn't know.
This was Xiang Shaolong's professionalism.
Since Jiang Wei didn't mention what method he used to subdue Yan Ping in front of everyone afterwards, he didn't say anything.
Even if Xiang Shaolong was curious, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.
On the way back to Handan, Jiang Wei began to ask Yan Ping," How is the development of the Mohist Guild in Zhao? How many people are there?"
Yan Ping immediately replied respectfully," Master, our Mohist Guild has over a thousand people in the State of Zhao. Among them, there are over two hundred people from Handan. The rest are scattered throughout the State of Zhao.”
Jiang Wei nodded.
Even though the Mohist Guild in Zhao only had a thousand people, Handan only had two hundred people.
However, the State of Zhao had experienced the Battle of Changping and lost a large number of young men.
Young and strong men were a scarce strategic resource in Zhao.
Even though the Mohist Guild believed in the spirit of all-encompassing love and no aggression, due to the limitations of the times, they would not accept women as Mohist.
All the people in the School of Mo were men.
More than a thousand young and strong people who had undergone special training in swordsmanship and had lived a long life of self-torture to temper their spirits.
In the State of Zhao, where Yin was strong and Yang was weak, it was already a force that even the King of Zhao could not ignore.
Jiang Wei couldn't help but sigh.”
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