Chapter 95: Black Iron Clan Members, Wang Family Lackeys, Su Mo Plants Gu Worm Traps
Caught off guard, the two men were directly subdued by Su Mo and Little Brother, who grabbed their necks and pressed them to the floor.
Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi quickly pounced over and bound their hands and feet in a few moves.
Only then did Su Mo release the neck of the man under him, saying in a deep voice:
“Who are you?”
The man snorted coldly but did not speak.
Su Mo then gave a look to Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi.
The two immediately took out two stinky socks and stuffed them directly into the mouths of the two men pretending to be tea merchants, then hoisted them over their shoulders and flipped out the window.
Since these two refused to talk, they would have to be tortured for information next, so Su Mo had Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi take them to the woods behind the inn, while Little Brother and Xue Li Yang guarded the room inside. If anyone else broke in, they would signal each other with whistles.
Soon Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi carried the two men into the woods at the foot of the mountain behind the inn, already a hundred meters away from the inn. Even if they made some noise, it shouldn’t alarm others.
Su Mo then dragged one man to the side and pulled the stinky sock out of his mouth, asking in a deep voice:
“I’ll ask you again, who are you?”
The man’s eyes darted around, but he still refused to speak.
Su Mo snorted coldly, grabbed his pinky finger, and instantly snapped the finger bone.
The man immediately broke out in cold sweat from the pain, his eyes full of resentment and agony.
Su Mo sneered:
“You have ten fingers, and we have plenty of time. If you still won’t talk, I’ll snap your fingers and toes one by one, then your arms and legs, and finally leave you in this woods with honey smeared all over your body.”
A terrified expression appeared on the man’s face.
Having limbs snapped bit by bit—the pain was self-evident—and the most terrifying part was that Su Mo would smear their bodies with honey and leave them in this wilderness, where insects and ants would crawl all over them. They could only lie motionless, watching the ants and insects devour all their skin and flesh.
Such a process of death would inevitably be extremely painful!
The man was silent for a moment, then said:
“My surname is Wang!”
Su Mo snorted coldly again, suddenly snapping his left ring finger with a crack:
“Don’t make me pull it out of you one sentence at a time like squeezing toothpaste. Tell me everything you know!”
The man grunted in pain, cold sweat rolling down his forehead like soybeans:
“Both of us are Wang Family members. I am Wang Cheng, he is Wang Lu. We are Black Iron tribesmen of the Wang Family left in Diannan. Two days ago we received notice that you had returned to the Tomb of King Xian. The higher-ups ordered us to find a way to kill you and take the things on you!”
“The cliff rockfall earlier was our doing. We created falling rocks from the mountain and saw they didn’t hurt you, so we pretended to be tea merchants, followed to Caiyun Inn, and poisoned you!”
After he finished speaking, Su Mo found two Black Iron waist tokens on them. One side of the tokens was engraved with “Wang,” the other side with “Cheng” and “Lu” respectively, matching exactly what Wang Cheng said.
He grabbed Wang Cheng’s left middle finger but did not snap it immediately, continuing to press:
“Tell me something I don’t know. How many more of you are there? Who is the one above contacting you?”
A terrified expression appeared on Wang Cheng’s face, and he quickly said:
“Only the two of us came this time. The one who usually contacts us is Wang Yun, a Silver waist token tribesman. We only have single-line contact with him and don’t know anyone else!”
Su Mo immediately followed up:
“Where is this Wang Yun?”
Wang Cheng shook his head:
“I don’t know! We Wang Family members have clear ranks. Black Iron tribesmen are the lowest level and cannot inquire about higher-level information unless told!”
Su Mo knew what Wang Cheng said was likely the truth, as it matched the characteristics of the Wang Family.
Now it seemed the Wang Family was divided into four levels: Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Black Iron. Black Iron were the ordinary tribesmen hidden in various places, like the old shopkeeper at the Stone Tablet Shop and these two pretending to be tea merchants. Additionally, there were key contacts or assassins in various places, who were Bronze tribesmen, like the one who came last time with Black Flying Bugs to assassinate Su Mo.
Meanwhile, those responsible for contacting in various places, issuing orders, and directing actions were Silver tribesmen, like the Wang Yun mentioned by Wang Cheng.
These lowest-level tribesmen like Wang Cheng were only responsible for carrying out actions and could not inquire about any information on higher-level tribesmen, to prevent information leaks after mission failures that could damage the entire Wang Family organization.
It was precisely because of this strict and preventive organizational structure that the Wang Family had existed in Huaxia for hundreds of years, secretly influencing many things!
Su Mo thought for a moment, then asked again:
“If your action fails, will Wang Yun come?”
Wang Cheng shook his head:
“I don’t know. We only carry out the tasks. How the plan changes is only known to Wang Yun himself. He left after contacting us, and we really don’t know what he will do specifically!”
Su Mo knew he couldn’t get more out of him, so he stuffed the stinky socks back into their mouths, had Wang Pang Zi watch him, and turned to walk to Wang Lu on the other side.
Next, he interrogated Wang Lu using the same methods and got the same information as from Wang Cheng.
Both were the lowest Black Iron tribesmen of the Wang Family, only responsible for executing plans and actions, and knew no more.
After hearing the interrogation, Hu Ba Yi frowned and said:
“Master, what do we do? These two guys know very little. That mysterious Wang Yun is still lurking in the shadows, so where do we find them?”
Su Mo shook his head with a cold laugh:
“To deal with the Wang Family, my original plan was to use myself as bait. As long as the Ghost Seal is in my hands, I’m not afraid they won’t show up!”
Hu Ba Yi nodded:
“Then… what about these two guys?”
Su Mo frowned and pondered for a moment, then his brows suddenly raised as an idea came to him.
He walked into the woods and soon caught two centipedes from under a rock.
These two centipedes were extremely small, less than an inch long, but entirely red, a rare poisonous insect in Diannan.
Su Mo held the two centipedes in his hand, then pricked his finger with the Frost Moon Sword and dripped blood into their mouths.
After drinking the Kirin Sacred Blood, the two centipedes trembled all over.
Su Mo then concentrated his mind and will. The two centipedes that had drunk the Kirin Sacred Blood became even more vividly red, glowing with a demonic red light, then slowly curled into a ball, shrinking into round spheres the size of pills.
He pried open Wang Lu and Wang Cheng’s mouths and stuffed the centipede spheres directly into them.
“You are now infected with my centipede gu. These two gu insects have been fed with Sacred Blood. You won’t be able to expel them with deworming drugs or the like—that will only make you suffer more! No one in your Wang Family can remove the gu insects bred with my Sacred Blood, unless you turn yourselves into Black Flying Bugs!”
Hearing Su Mo’s words, Wang Lu and Wang Cheng’s faces immediately showed extreme terror.
They knew Su Mo had just used Gu Control Technique. Once controlled, these gu insects would churn inside them, rotting their guts and causing unbearable pain!
After saying that, Su Mo had Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi release the two.
Killing these two would be pointless, so Su Mo simply used gu insect technique to control them, planting two bombs within the Wang Family!
Su Mo did not expect Wang Cheng and Wang Lu to cause much trouble in the Wang Family. The key was that with gu insects planted in them, Su Mo could sense their presence through the Great Yin Meditation Technique and Gu Control Technique.
