Chapter 612: He is the God!
"I came to kill you."
The tone was deceptively calm, but the words caused everyone’s expression to change drastically.
"This... sir, have you made some sort of mistake?" Huang Zhenhao’s face turned ugly. With Feng Chen kneeling before Lin Mu, a deep sense of unease settled in his heart. "This is no laughing matter."
Huang Zhenhao forced a smile, his tone attempting to be lighthearted.
"Do you think I’m joking?" Lin Mu glanced at Huang Ning, who was already scared out of her wits. "It seems you failed to deliver my message."
"I..." Huang Ning shivered again, remaining knelt on the ground, not even daring to lift her head. She was utterly terrified.
Huang Zhenhao didn’t spare Huang Ning a single glance. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems you’ve come here to cause trouble."
Lin Mu looked at him with curiosity. "You’re only just realizing that?"
"You..." Huang Zhenhao’s face darkened. "Do you believe that with a single word, I can make sure your body is never found?"
Ignoring Huang Zhenhao, Lin Mu turned to Huang Sheng. "How would you like him to die?"
"I want to break every bone in his body, slice his flesh off piece by piece, and hang his head from the city walls!" Huang Sheng’s eyes had been locked on Huang Zhenhao from the moment he entered. The sheer depth of his venomous hatred was enough to unsettle even a seasoned businessman like Huang Zhenhao.
"It really is you, you unfilial son!" Huang Zhenhao finally recognized him. He knew Huang Yuan had disfigured Huang Sheng before his expulsion from the family, but now that the scars were gone, he hadn’t recognized him at first. Sneering, Huang Zhenhao said, "Unfilial son, do you really think you can bring me down with a single helper? How naive!
"Do you know who these people are?" he jeered, gesturing to the men behind him. "They are all powerful and influential bosses from Harbor Island. Any one of them could crush you with a single finger! You want to fight me? You’re still far too green!"
Huang Zhenhao was supremely confident. Although Feng Chen’s attitude toward Lin Mu was perplexing, it ultimately changed nothing. As for Lin Mu’s threat to kill him? That’s even more impossible. It’s doubtful he’ll even walk out of here alive, let alone kill me. A fool’s dream!
"Tell him if I have that ability," Lin Mu said, looking at Huang Ning with an ever-widening smile.
This single display of arrogance revealed Huang Zhenhao’s true character. He was so confident that he didn’t even regard Lin Mu as a threat, a clear sign of how domineering he normally was. And indeed, few in Harbor Island dared to offend the helmsman of the Huang Family. Since taking control, Huang Zhenhao had ruled with an iron fist; anyone who defied him was either kicked out or eliminated through various means. Moreover, the man was an expert networker with many powerful and influential friends on Harbor Island. These people behind him were all formidable bosses in their own right, yet they had all come at his beck and call.
However, a single sentence from Huang Ning made Huang Zhenhao’s expression falter.
"Father, he is the Lin Mu I told you about."
The name Lin Mu might have been unfamiliar to others, but for Huang Zhenhao, it carried a heavy weight. This was the man who had not only beaten his daughter but had also sent her back with a message: he was coming to Harbor Island to annihilate the Huang Family. Such audacity was something Huang Zhenhao had never encountered in his entire life.
"So you’re the one who threatened to destroy my Huang Family!" Huang Zhenhao stared at Lin Mu, his eyes filled with icy, murderous intent. "I hadn’t even come looking for you, yet you dared to show up at my door. You’ve saved me some time."
"Patriarch Huang, is this the kid you were talking about?" A middle-aged woman with a cigarette dangling from her lips stepped forward and sized up Lin Mu. "Well now, it’s rare to see such a handsome young man."
The woman, Sister Hong, sauntered toward Lin Mu and said with a grin, "Handsome, how about you come work for me? I can spare your little life and even promise you wealth and splendor. There’s just one condition." Her gaze grew hazy with desire as she continued, "How about you take good care of me? Tsk tsk, a body like this... it’s enough to make a woman wet from top to bottom."
"What do you say?" Sister Hong exhaled a puff of smoke, twisting her hips as she prepared to sit on Lin Mu’s lap.
"Scram."
Sister Hong froze, her expression instantly turning vicious. "Kid, do you know who you’re talking to?"
A flash of light streaked by, and a head tumbled to the floor. A cold sneer and a trace of bewilderment remained on the severed head’s features. Clearly, until the moment of her death, Sister Hong had no idea what had happened.
"Ah!"
Seeing the head on the ground, many of the guests cried out in shock. They considered themselves hardened underworld bosses who had seen it all, but they had never encountered someone as ruthless as Lin Mu, who would kill without a second thought.
"Fuck! You got the balls to stir up trouble here? I’ll fucking chop you to pieces, you little shit!" A beefy, scowling man speaking with a thick Harbor Island accent brandished a steel knife and charged at Lin Mu.
The man had barely taken two steps before he collapsed, his legs cleanly severed from his body.
"AAARGH, THE PAIN!" the man’s agonizing screams horrified everyone present.
"Boss!"
"Get him!"
Seeing their comrade’s ghastly state, several others wielding steel knives exchanged glances and rushed toward Lin Mu.
In the next instant, more heads hit the ground.
This time, everyone was petrified. They had seen death before; many had even killed with their own hands. But they had never witnessed a scene where their men were decapitated without the enemy even seeming to lift a finger. The scene was simply too eerie.
"Do you want to continue?" The smile on Lin Mu’s face never wavered. "I’m not in a hurry. We can play all day."
"This..." The remaining men looked at each other, their eyes reflecting shared shock and terror.
"Sir, after killing so many people, aren’t you afraid you won’t make it out of Harbor Island alive?" a man in a long robe stepped forward. Judging by his powerful qi and blood, he was clearly a Martial Artist. His expression was the gravest of all, for he could feel an overwhelming pressure emanating from Lin Mu.
"Master Gao, can you please help me kill this man?" Huang Zhenhao pleaded from the side.
Master Gao hesitated. "This opponent is an expert, I..."
"Master Gao, name your price! And that plot of land you wanted, it’s yours," Huang Zhenhao said through gritted teeth.
Feigning reluctance, Master Gao finally nodded. "Very well. This man is ruthless and cruel. I cannot stand by and watch."
With that, Master Gao stepped forward and clasped his fists in a formal salute. "I am Gao of the Mantis Fist—"
THUD!
Before he could finish his sentence, Master Gao fell to his knees, his voice trembling as he spoke. "Grandmaster above, please accept this junior’s obeisance!"
Seeing the renowned Master Gao kneeling on the ground, the crowd was too stunned to react. He was a famous master on Harbor Island, a master of the Mantis Fist whose combat prowess was said to exceed even Feng Chen’s. Why was he on his knees?
"Master Gao, what’s wrong?" Huang Zhenhao strode forward, a grim look on his face.
Master Gao gave a wry smile. "Boss Huang, you should just agree to whatever he demands. All of us combined aren’t enough to take him on."
"How is that possible?" Huang Zhenhao’s expression changed. "But we are..."
Master Gao suddenly turned his head, and the sight made everyone gasp. A thin, shallow cut had appeared on his neck and was now slowly bleeding. If the wound had been any deeper, his head would have been lopped off as well.
"He is like a god," Master Gao whispered in horror. "How can we possibly fight against a god?"