Tycoon War God

”Kill me or cut me to pieces, I await your command, sir!”

Long Ao’s words made the faces of everyone in the conference room pale dramatically.

Long Ao.

The leader of the Six Dragons of Jiangbei!

His status in Jiangbei could be described as supreme.

But now, he was actually kneeling before a young man, his attitude one of utter reverence and humility. Such cautious behavior was enough to make all of Jiangbei shudder.

Because in the vast territory of Jiangbei, who would dare make Long Ao kneel?

Who could earn the title of ”sir” from him?

For a moment, all eyes converged on Lin Mu.

Who on earth is this young man? What is his background? Is he really just the chairman of Boheng Pharma?

Long Ao’s subordinate—the very same executive—was now staring at Long Ao, his face ashen and his eyes wide with disbelief and terror.

He was scared. He was terrified. The person I’ve been ignoring can actually make Ao Ye kneel? I even demanded he kneel and apologize, threatened him?

At this, the executive’s body began to tremble violently.

”Ao Ye, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I...”

The executive scrambled to his knees, repeatedly kowtowing to Long Ao. ”Ao Ye, I didn’t know! I really didn’t know! Please, forgive me just this once.”

However, Long Ao didn’t even look at him.

”Mr. Lin, this is my failure. I hope you will punish me!” Long Ao said, bowing his head, his jaw trembling.

In truth, he was also terrified.

He was well aware of his subordinate’s character. He had assumed that since Lin Mu was far away in Suzhou, he wouldn’t know much about the affairs in Jiangbei. Furthermore, for Boheng Pharma to expand, it would inevitably need to align with some local powers. So, Long Ao had sent this subordinate to collaborate with Boheng Pharma.

Under normal circumstances, it would have been fine. But now that this man had offended Lin Mu, how could Long Ao dare to plead for mercy? He knew Lin Mu’s methods all too well. He had witnessed the battle in Suzhou with his own eyes. The peerless might displayed when Lin Mu annihilated a Grandmaster and trampled deities underfoot was seared into his memory, something he could never forget.

”Mr... Mr. Lin, please, forgive me this once! I realize my mistake,” the executive finally stammered, his senses returning. His life now rested entirely on Lin Mu’s whim.

He frantically bashed his forehead on the ground, a stark contrast to his previous arrogance.

Lin Mu remained silent.

No one else dared to speak. The only sound in the room was the sickening thud of the executive’s head hitting the floor.

The other executive, the one who had said Long Ao wouldn’t let things go, was now beet-red, his eyes bulging in sheer horror.

I can’t believe it. The company’s mysterious chairman can actually make the leader of Jiangbei bow his head. If word of this got out, wouldn’t it cause an earthquake in Jiangbei?

Lin Mu watched Long Ao, his expression calm and indifferent.

”Zijian, remember this,” Lin Mu said, his voice even. ”If you are powerless, everyone will treat you like a lamb to be slaughtered. But if you are powerful enough, who would dare bully you in the slightest?”

As his voice fell, Lin Mu pointed a finger. The executive kneeling before him instantly exploded into a fine red mist.

Gasps of horror filled the room.

He dares to kill people? And he killed a man with just one finger? Is this guy a devil?

After killing one person, Lin Mu didn’t stop. His gaze shifted to another executive.

That man’s face changed drastically. He roared with feigned bravery, ”What... What do you want? You wouldn’t dare kill me too, would you?”

Before he could finish his sentence, a bright light pierced the center of his brow. He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes wide in disbelief, unable to rest in peace.

”There is no one I dare not kill,” Lin Mu snorted coldly, his fingers flicking rapidly.

Streaks of Sword Qi shot from his fingertips, instantly piercing through the heads of several others.

In a flash, the conference room was thick with the stench of blood. Seven or eight people were gone.

Pandemonium erupted. Everyone trembled in shock, their faces twisted in horror as they stared at Lin Mu. He was nothing short of a god of slaughter.

The people Lin Mu killed had all been sent by the Six Dragons and Five Phoenixes. Some of them had been sincere about cooperating. Others were merely going through the motions. And some had hoped to seize control of Boheng Pharma.

After cleaning out the spies who had infiltrated the company, Lin Mu finally turned his gaze back to Long Ao.

”Mr. Lin, I...”

Long Ao was terrified. Facing Lin Mu, he couldn’t even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

”Uhm... if your company has matters to handle, we can discuss our business later,” the representative from the Miraculous Creatures Company said, shakily getting to his feet. His face was pale as he prepared to leave.

Clearly, he had been terrified by the scene.

That was fucking terrifying! He just kills people on a whim! Collaborate with him? No way! If I displease him in the slightest, my life is forfeit right here.

”What do you think this place is?” Lin Mu’s cold voice cut through the air. ”A place you can come and go as you please?”

Hearing this, the man turned back, trembling. His face was ashen as he looked at Lin Mu. ”What? Does President Lin want to kill me too?”

Although he was afraid, he wasn’t truly worried that Lin Mu would dare to kill him. The company backing him was immensely powerful. In the entire Yue Province, almost no one dared to cross them.

What can a small company from a small town do, no matter how tough you act?

”Use all your authority to contact the highest-ranking person in your organization. Tell him to come and see me,” Lin Mu said without looking up, flipping through a document on the table. ”I require an explanation regarding your Miraculous Creatures Company’s proposed involvement in my Boheng Pharma’s formulas.”

Lin Mu put down the document and looked at the man. ”If the explanation isn’t clear, I’ll kill your entire family.”

The man’s face grew even paler, a mixture of fear and rage.

Make me call someone? The highest-ranking person in the company? Demand an explanation?

SMACK!

The man slammed his palm on the table, roaring in fury, ”You ungrateful dog! I show you a little courtesy and you think you own the place? My Miraculous Creatures Company could wipe you out in a matter of minutes!”

”Mm,” Lin Mu nodded, a faint smile on his face. ”You have one more chance.”

His gaze was calm, and his smile even seemed warm and pleasant. But those who knew him understood. Lin Mu now had true killing intent. The men he had killed earlier? They were merely an appetizer. When Lin Mu was truly enraged, the death toll would be far, far higher.

Long Ao remained prostrate on the floor, not daring to move, not daring to speak. At this moment, even Liu Zijian felt a knot of tension tighten in his stomach.

”Fine, fine, fine! We’ll just see how a chairman of some tiny company like you can possibly contend with my biotech corporation!” the man raged, pulling out his phone and making a call.

About fifteen minutes later, a middle-aged man in his forties walked into the conference room, flanked by two bodyguards. He carried a powerful aura, his expression stern and commanding respect without needing to show anger.

The middle-aged man scanned the room, his brow furrowing slightly as he shot a look of dissatisfaction at the representative.

With a cold snort, the newcomer turned his haughty gaze on Lin Mu and began, ”I represent Miraculous Creatures. My name is—”

A flicker of Sword Qi pierced the man’s head.

”You’re not important enough,” a voice devoid of emotion announced. ”Send someone else.”