Four Skills for All

Mo Xiu did not do it himself, but stood on the tallest building in Yan City and looked down.

Suddenly, Mo Xiu had an illusion that he was no different from Zhou Qiuwu and that he was an executioner.

Fierce fighting, screams, and blood filled the entire city.

All the names came out of Moxiu's mouth. There were old people, women, and children, but they all had one thing in common, they were all beasts!

Mo Xiu didn't do such a cruel killing, but Mo Xiu had the most blood on his hands.

Mo Xiu was not an indecisive person, but at this moment, he still felt a little unbearable.

It is precisely for this reason that Mo Xiu did not kill or arrest those listed under observation.

Just let them live in this city, let them slowly become humans.

Mo Xiu sat on the rooftop for a long time until dark, and did not return to the tavern until the last scream stopped.

When he came back, Mu Qingyi was waiting at the door.

Mo Xiu smiled and said, "Go in!"

Mu Qingyi held Mo Xiu tightly and said, "Mo Xiu, I know you are having a hard time."

Mo Xiu held Mu Qingyi's hand and said, "It's nothing. I have experienced this during the hot weapons war."

After entering the tavern, I saw the big cat sitting and drinking in the lobby.

Mo Xiu walked over and grabbed Big Cat's wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Mo Xiu didn't like drinking and felt that drinking wine was a bit strange, but he felt very comfortable drinking it at this time.

The big cat looked at Mo Xiu and said: "I have confirmed that those who died in my hands today were all wild beasts. You are not wrong. Why do you put so much pressure on yourself?"

Mo Xiu gently put the wine glass back on the table and said: "I have never had such an experience before. It is really uncomfortable to decide life and death. In time, it is the life or death of a beast."

The big cat shook his head, seemingly unable to understand Mo Xiu's feelings.

"Those under observation, how about this first?"

Mo Xiu pulled Mu Qingyi forward and said as he walked, "Let's do this for now. We have killed enough people today."

Today is the day of killing, and the beast spies can only be slaughtered without defense.

On a day like today, an interesting thing happened.

The reporters who interviewed Mo Xiu three days ago had just written the press release, and all of Mo Xiu's words would have been exposed the next day.

The pressure from the city lord of Yancheng was only delayed for three days. It was these three days that made the news carefully prepared by various media outlets worthless.

Today, all the armed forces in Yancheng were mobilized and killed nearly ten percent of the people in Yancheng.

Screams replaced the hustle and bustle of the city, and blood-red reflected in the sky.

And the mastermind behind all this is Mo Xiu!

This person left the central government when the central government was in trouble, but his influence was not diminished at all after he came back, and was even greater.

He actually mobilized all the armed forces of Yancheng to kill people for him.

Everyone in Yancheng was stunned by the killing, and the entire city came to a standstill.

What power is this, how cruel is this.

And for this kind of behavior, Mo Xiu did not hide it at all. He stood on the top of the highest building in Yancheng and watched all this, as if he was admiring his own work, and did not hide the fact that he was the mastermind behind it.

That night the whole city knew the truth.

This plan was planned and led by Mo Xiu, with the purpose of eliminating wild beasts in Yancheng.

The big cat believed these words, the Lord of Yancheng believed them, and all the armed forces believed them, but the people did not believe them!

Why?

Very simple!

Those who were killed were their friends, colleagues, classmates, and even relatives.

In the past life, those who died were no different from ordinary people. They went to work, got off work, and were busy.

But they suddenly said that these people are beasts and must die. If they don't die, Yancheng will be in danger, and no one can accept it.

Some people have lost friends, and some have lost loved ones.

A wife watched helplessly as the law enforcement team killed her husband, who had lived with her for most of her life.

Will she believe her husband is a beast? Won't! Will she forgive Mo Xiu? Won't!

For a time, Mo Xiu's name was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people of Yancheng.

Moxiu no longer represents hope and is no longer a hero to the people.

From today on, Moxiu is the devil, the god of death who takes away family and friends from them.

The largest media organization in Yancheng has not yet resumed normal operations due to the sudden intrusion of armed forces.

The general manager of this media company was sitting in his office, holding his forehead and thinking about something.

I started mumbling to myself as I thought about it.

"I have written a lot of fake news in my life, and I get very excited every time I get big news, but...oh! How I wish it was fake."

At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and a young man came in, with a desire for big events in his eyes.

This young man is the most valued reporter by the general manager. He is dedicated to big events, passionate and motivated.

The young man hurriedly walked in and put the information he had carefully organized on the table.

"Director, this is what I just compiled, the true death toll in the Moxiu massacre, and the analysis of the true purpose behind it. Take a look, if I send the news out now, it will definitely detonate the whole people!"

The general manager raised his head and looked at the young man with dull eyes.

"Do you know anyone among the people who died this time?"

The young man paused slightly and said, "Director, now is not the time to talk about this. We should send the news out as soon as possible!"

"Is what you wrote true?"

The young man said a little crazily: "I have deeply analyzed Mo Xiu, and I think it is true!"

The general manager threw the document at the young man and roared loudly: "Do you think it is true? Before this happened, did you think it was possible? What do you think? Mo Xiu can control the entire Yancheng, do you think? Is what you wrote important?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "If the official doesn't allow it, I will make a copy and send it to everyone!"

"Hahaha!!!"

The general manager laughed wildly and said: "The war is coming! Anyone who affects the morale of the military will die. Do you believe this? You will die before you walk out of this door after copying?"

The young man panicked and said, "But...are we not going to do anything?"

The general manager lit a cigarette. He had never smoked in the office before.

I took a deep drag on the cigarette. I didn't know whether it was because I was smoking too hard or because I felt a little uncomfortable.

The general manager was choked by the cigarette and kept coughing. The young man went up and patted him on the back.

The general manager slowly recovered, sat up straight and said: "Who said we are good at everything? Go ahead! Write an analysis, and your views must be agreed with Moxiu to appease the people!"

"Director! Is this true?"

"I don't know either! Just write it as your own wish!"