Chapter 509: Kill You First, Then Your Son!
"Master Lin was being careless!"
"How so?"
"Though a Grandmaster is peerless in combat, he isn’t made of iron, invulnerable to blades and guns. Who could have imagined that the Wang Family actually had firearms!"
In Huaxia, firearms were strictly prohibited. Yet the Wang Family possessed over a dozen AKs, an act of incredible audacity. It would be very dangerous for Lin Mu to confront them.
"Kill him!" a group of bodyguards shouted as they charged toward Lin Mu.
"You’re courting death!"
Lin Mu’s eyes turned cold. A torrent of Internal Energy erupted from his body, sweeping out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, dozens of bodyguards vanished from their spots as if they had never existed.
All those who witnessed this scene gasped in shock. Cries of astonishment arose from the crowd watching from across the lake, their faces etched with horror.
"I... I’m not seeing things, am I? So many people... just gone?"
"Martial Arts Grandmasters are truly terrifying!"
"To kill without a trace... To have witnessed such a battle in my lifetime means I can die without regrets!"
「At the entrance of the Wang Family estate.」
The men holding the AKs were, for a moment, too stunned to react. There had been dozens of bodyguards. These weren’t cabbages to be chopped down at will, yet in a single breath, they were all gone! This Lin Wudi was horrifying beyond belief!
"Lin Wudi, spare our Wang Family, and you can name any price!" Wang Changrong hadn’t even made it to the backyard when he saw the scene. His legs went soft with terror.
"Too late!" Lin Mu declared, taking an indifferent step forward. Several more bodyguards met a gruesome end.
"Fire! Kill him!" Wang Changrong knew begging was useless and let out a furious roar.
RAT-TAT-TAT!
Following Wang Changrong’s command, the men holding AKs pulled their triggers, unleashing a barrage of bullets at Lin Mu. At the sound of gunfire, some of the onlookers subconsciously closed their eyes, unwilling to witness what was about to happen.
"Let’s see you survive this!" Wang Changrong snarled. "So what if you’re a Grandmaster? You’re still human, not some invulnerable Iron Man!"
However, in the next moment, the smile on Wang Changrong’s face froze. He watched as hundreds of bullets bizarrely stopped in their tracks just as they neared Lin Mu.
Yes, they just stopped, hovering motionless in mid-air as if frozen in time.
"How... How is this possible?" Wang Changrong screamed, scrambling and crawling toward the helicopter in the backyard. "Go! Go now!"
The helicopter’s rotors began to spin, emitting a thunderous roar. Wang Changrong was making his escape.
At the villa’s entrance, the armed bodyguards were so frightened they stood rooted to the spot. It was as if they had seen a ghost. The spectators, too, were too astonished to speak.
"I told you, numbers don’t matter to me," Lin Mu said with a smirk. "Neither do guns."
"Take them back!" he scoffed, and with a wave of his hand...
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The hundreds of bullets suspended in the air shot back in the opposite direction at an even greater speed.
"AAAHHH!"
Screams echoed through the air. Every single bodyguard collapsed, a bullet hole in their forehead, their eyes wide open in death.
The entire area fell dead silent. Everyone was so shocked by this scene that they were out of their wits, their faces filled with horror.
What kind of power was this? To stop hundreds of bullets in mid-air? To send them flying back to kill their shooters with a mere wave of the hand?
"Damn, Master Lin is invincible!" someone blurted out.
"Is he a man or a god? This is too terrifying!"
"Invincible... Truly invincible!"
The crowd was utterly terrified.
Lin Mu didn’t spare the corpses a single glance as he stepped into the Wang Family villa. Many of the Wang Family’s servants and female relatives cowered in the corners, shivering and not daring to even look at him.
"I am only here to kill the Wang Family. Anyone else who doesn’t want to die, get out!" Lin Mu shouted coldly, his gaze sweeping over them.
Hearing this, they scrambled out of the villa in a panic, terrified that Lin Mu might change his mind. Soon, only Wang Changrong’s other son and Wang Ru remained.
"Why?" Wang Ru’s eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Lin Mu. Though terrified, she forced herself to appear calm. "You annihilated my Fang Family, and now you want to kill everyone in the Wang Family too?" she roared. "Lin Mu, you will suffer a horrible death!"
"Your Fang Family deserved to die. The Wang Family dared to covet my possessions; their deaths would be no great loss," Lin Mu said indifferently as he walked past her toward the backyard.
Wang Ru was stunned. Just as she thought Lin Mu had spared her, her entire body began to slowly vanish—first her hands, then her body, and finally her head.
This Wang Ru... spared once, and she really thought I wouldn’t dare to kill her?
In the backyard, the helicopter had slowly taken off, the fierce downdraft causing Lin Mu’s clothes to flutter wildly. Wang Changrong looked down at Lin Mu on the ground, his face a mask of sinister hatred.
"Lin Wudi, I, Wang Changrong, swear I will make you die a horrible death!" he roared as the helicopter climbed higher, about to depart.
"If you want to kill me, we’ll have to see if you get the chance," Lin Mu grinned and prepared to make his move.
"Stop!" a voice roared as a figure rushed into the backyard. It was the son of the Eight Extremes Gate’s Sect Leader, Wen Hao.
"So, you’re Lin Wudi!" Wen Hao looked at Lin Mu coldly, his tone icy. "You’ve destroyed the Wang Family, so you won’t be leaving here today. However, my father asked me to relay a message: if you go and accept your death now, he will grant you a swift end!"
"Young Master Wen, kill this man!" Wang Changrong shouted from the helicopter. "He’s killed countless members of my Wang Family! He is utterly heartless, vicious, and cruel! Kill him now!"
Wen Hao smiled arrogantly. "Family Head Wang, rest assured. This boy is as good as dead."
"Is that so?" Lin Mu gave a cold smile, suddenly turning his palm to the sky and clenching it fiercely.
"What are you doing?" Wang Changrong’s eyes widened with a sense of unease.
"Get down here!" Lin Mu snorted. An immense suction force erupted from his palm, and the helicopter in the sky began to wobble and plummet.
"No!" Wang Changrong cried out, desperately clinging to the cabin door, but it was useless. The helicopter spiraled out of control as it fell.
"Lin, you’re courting death!" Wen Hao roared, charging at Lin Mu. His Internal Energy flared as he threw a punch, attempting to stop him.
"I will wipe out the Wang Family. No one can stop me!" Lin Mu’s hand clenched tighter. Guided by his energy, the helicopter, weighing several thousand pounds, smashed violently into Honghu Lake.
BOOM!
A massive splash erupted. No one on board survived. The onlookers all exclaimed in utter disbelief.
Lin Mu turned slowly to face Wen Hao.
"Don’t... don’t kill me!" Wen Hao stammered, completely startled. "My father is the Sect Leader of the Eight Extremes Gate and a Martial Arts Grandmaster on the Heaven Ranking! I only came to deliver his message! He’s waiting for you at Dongting Lake for a battle!"
"Understood," Lin Mu said flatly. "The message has been delivered. Now you can die."
"No!" Wen Hao’s pupils constricted, and he turned to flee.
"Think you can escape?" Lin Mu snorted and began to clench his hand, ready to execute Wen Hao.
Since Wen Hao wanted to stand up for the Wang Family, he has only himself to blame for losing his life.
A chill shot up Wen Hao’s spine. In his despair, he roared, "Dad, save me!"
Just then, a powerful voice echoed from the distance. "Lin Wudi, if you dare harm a single hair on my son, I, Wen Lie, will annihilate your entire clan! Don’t believe me? Just try it!"
Upon hearing that deep voice, Wen Hao, who had been on the verge of despair, was suddenly overcome with joy, as if he had seen his savior.
"Is that so?" Lin Mu’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. "In that case, I’ll kill you first, and then your son!"