Chapter 230: Killing People Like Ants!
The words had barely left his lips when the burly men moved forward to surround Lin Mu. All of them were armed with machetes, wooden clubs, and steel pipes. As Fang Jian finished speaking, they sprang into action.
Two of them approached Lin Mu, the machetes in their hands whistling through the air as they chopped at his shoulders simultaneously, one from the front and one from the back. If these blows landed, Lin Mu would be crippled, if not killed.
Lin Mu suddenly turned, his hands lashing out to grab the machetes.
Seeing this, the two men were overjoyed. This guy’s a complete idiot! Who fights like this? Is he really trying to perform a Barehanded Into the Blade’s Edge?
However, the next second, the smiles on their faces froze solid.
They watched as Lin Mu’s fingers clamped down on both machetes. Then, with a light twist, he snapped them.
CRACK! CRACK!
The machetes were forcefully broken.
"Die!"
With a cold snort, Lin Mu flicked his wrists. The broken blade tips, imbued with Spiritual Energy, shot out like bullets and pierced through the two men’s throats.
"Ugh..."
The men reflexively loosened their grip. The broken hilts of their machetes fell to the ground as they clutched their throats and collapsed, their eyes full of disbelief.
The stench of blood filled the air, and a dead silence fell over the scene. From their attack to their deaths, only a few seconds had passed. In just a few seconds, two living men had become two corpses.
This outcome was something no one had anticipated.
Wang Hu, who had been watching the show with interest, was now staring at Lin Mu in utter shock. He stammered, "You... you’re a Martial Artist?"
To be able to kill two men so effortlessly, he must be a Martial Artist. If he wasn’t a Martial Artist, how could he possess such formidable strength? More importantly, when he attacked, there was a clear fluctuation of aura from his body! Wang Hu thought in horror.
Fang Jian froze, looking at Lin Mu with a sliver of surprise. This guy’s actually a Martial Artist?
He had killed people before, but he could never remain as calm as Lin Mu. To Lin Mu, killing two men was like casually crushing two ants; his expression didn’t change, and he didn’t even blink.
"A Martial Artist?" Lin Mu sneered, not even bothering to explain. Can an ordinary Martial Artist even compare to me? When I was killing Grandmasters with my bare hands, these fools probably didn’t even know what a true Martial Arts Grandmaster was.
As the word left his lips, Lin Mu took a step and instantly appeared before another large thug. The man didn’t even have time to react before Lin Mu’s palm struck his chest.
PUFF!
The man was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. His head lolled to one side, his breath gone completely.
Lin Mu’s seemingly light palm strike actually contained an immense, unrivaled force that had instantly pulverized the man’s internal organs. It would have been stranger if he had survived.
"Get him! Kill him for me!" Seeing Lin Mu kill another man, Fang Jian’s face turned completely grim.
The others rushed toward Lin Mu.
Wang Hu had initially intended to join the fray, but after seeing Lin Mu take down three men in quick succession, his courage failed him. I can’t kill a man with a single slap. I thought we were just going to scare him, but who knew he had no intention of playing along? When he strikes, he strikes to kill. This is no child’s play!
Thinking this, Wang Hu quickly ran to Fang Jian’s side and said gravely, "Young Master Jian, this fellow is tricky. Perhaps we should let the four masters take action."
THUD! THUD! THUD!
The dull sounds of impact echoed continuously, like a death knell. Lin Mu was too fast. He had reached the pinnacle of speed, moving like a phantom. Anyone who got close was either kicked or slapped away. Every man who hit the ground was dead on impact.
In the blink of an eye, the siege of nearly a hundred men had been reduced to just a handful of survivors.
These last few men were now chilled to the bone. When Lin Mu’s gaze fell upon them, they were so terrified they dropped to their knees and begged for their lives. They were truly afraid. Lin Mu was a devil!
No, even a devil who killed without batting an eye couldn’t compare to him.
He was a god of slaughter!
The corpses and blood staining the ground served only as his backdrop. He stood as if amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his expression utterly indifferent as he looked down on them.
Before, we thought he was just putting on an act. Now we understand—this isn’t a pretense at all. He completely disregards life, not taking it seriously in the slightest. In his eyes, human lives are like weeds!
Fang Jian’s complexion changed drastically, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. The situation had spiraled completely beyond his control. He knew Lin Mu had some martial arts skills, but he never imagined he would be this powerful.
Nearly a hundred men, and now only a few remained!
The ground was littered with bodies and drenched in blood. It was like a scene from Hell. The sight was both jarring and utterly shocking.
The quadruplet brothers had long since opened their eyes and were staring at Lin Mu, their own faces filled with shock.
"The four of you, it’s your turn to act," Fang Jian said, taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth. "If this man doesn’t die, I will find no peace!"
Although things had exceeded his expectations, he still had his trump card: the Zheng Family’s Four Braves! Zheng Long, Zheng Hu, Zheng Shi, and Zheng Bao! These four were his Fang Family’s bodyguards. They were not only powerful individually, but when they fought together, they were terrifying.
The four Zheng brothers exchanged a glance and nodded slightly. Zheng Shi and Zheng Bao stepped forward. As they released their auras, an overwhelmingly powerful pressure filled the air.
Early-Stage Inner Strength! These two were both masters at the Early-Stage of Inner Strength. Zheng Long and Zheng Hu, on the other hand, were at the Mid-Stage of Inner Strength. That Fang Jian alone was accompanied by four Inner Strength masters as bodyguards spoke volumes about the Fang Family’s power.
Lin Mu smiled faintly and glanced at the few men kneeling on the ground.
His figure flickered, appearing before them in an instant. A moment later, he was back in his original spot, his hands clasped behind his back. But the heads of the men who had been kneeling on the ground rolled cleanly from their shoulders.
"URGH!"
Seeing this, Wang Hu could no longer bear it. He doubled over and began to vomit.
The corner of Fang Jian’s mouth twitched. He had always considered himself ruthless, but compared to Lin Mu, he was practically a saint. He could never be as calm as Lin Mu was. Killing seemed to be like crushing an ant to him, without a single ripple of emotion. He truly saw human life as insignificant as ants!
"Kid, you’re heartless!" Zheng Shi said with a grave expression, rubbing his wrists. "Don’t you think such vicious methods are going too far?"
Lin Mu glanced at him and said coolly, "This is how I do things. What, you have a problem with it?"
Hearing this, Zheng Shi was at a loss for words.
"Third Brother, why waste words on him? Let’s just kill him and be done with it!" Zheng Bao, who had a fiery temper, shouted. As he spoke, he stamped his foot and threw a punch straight at Lin Mu’s chest. "Killing him would be a service to the public!"
Zheng Shi’s expression shifted slightly, but the four brothers shared a deep connection. They had been through countless battles, large and small, and their coordination was flawless. Seeing Zheng Bao make his move, Zheng Shi no longer hesitated. He also shot forward, aiming a punch at Lin Mu’s face. The two brothers attacked high and low, targeting Lin Mu’s upper and lower body.
Lin Mu stood his ground, unmoved.
The two men moved like lightning, reaching him in the blink of an eye as their fists smashed down. In that split second, Lin Mu simply raised his hands. He quickly clenched them into fists and struck out.
The kid is as good as dead! Fang Jian thought, overjoyed.
Of the four Zheng brothers, Zheng Long and Zheng Hu were the strongest, followed by Zheng Shi and Zheng Bao. However, it would be a grave mistake to treat these two as ordinary Inner Strength Martial Artists. The four brothers had trained under a true Martial Arts Grandmaster. They were masters of weapons like blades and staves, as well as various unarmed combat styles. The expertise of Zheng Shi and Zheng Bao, in particular, lay in their fists. Even a Martial Artist of the same level wouldn’t dare to receive their punches head-on, let alone when they joined forces.
The three men’s fists crashed violently together.
BOOM!
A sound like a clap of thunder erupted. An invisible shockwave spread out from the trio at the center, kicking up a cloud of dust that obscured everyone’s vision.
It’s done. The outcome is decided! a smile crept onto Fang Jian’s face.