Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

He had just turned his head when he saw a young man standing at the door of the private room, his eyes filled with an icy intensity to the utmost.

In an instant, Zhang Long felt as if he was on the brink of an abyss, caught in the Arctic.

What kind of piercingly cold eyes were those?

What kind of murderous gaze was that?

His entire body shuddered uncontrollably, beyond his own control!

”Damn it! Have you lost your mind? How dare you interrupt my fun, do you know who I, Zhang Long, am?”

Zhang Long’s face was full of rage as he stared at Lin Mo and bellowed furiously.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Lin Mo took a step like an arrow and was immediately in front of him. He then grabbed a beer bottle from the table and relentlessly smashed it onto Zhang Long’s head, over and over again.

Bang bang bang!

The crisp sound rang out, and it was clearly visible that Zhang Long’s entire head was nearly deformed, blood pouring down his forehead, staining his whole face red.

So much so that his eyes were soaked in blood, slightly obscuring his vision.

”You dare hit me?” Zhang Long was incredulous.

But the next second, his entire body was kicked flying by Lin Mo, crashing loudly onto the table.

The table shattered under the impact of his body, and he lay in a pool of blood, feeling as if all the ribs in his body had ceased to exist.

At this moment, he finally saw Lin Mo’s face clearly, terrifyingly cold, like the grim reaper!

He shivered violently, his eyes filled with extreme horror:

”Spare my life! Spare me, I didn’t mean it, it was just a moment of lust!”

Lin Mo said nothing, his cold eyes already shrouded in icy chill.

Then, he grabbed one of Zhang Long’s fingers and with a fierce twist,

Crack, Zhang Long’s finger broke off cleanly, blood spraying out, the severe pain making him feel like death would be preferable.

But this was just the beginning.

Crack crack crack!

Lin Mo then broke all nine of the remaining fingers one by one.

Blood gushed out like a small fountain, washing over the entire floor.

”Ah ah ah...spare me, spare me!”

At this moment, Zhang Long had only one thought—survival. The methods of torture employed by the boy in front of him were simply too terrifying.

”From the moment you harbored filthy thoughts about my girlfriend, it was destined that your life would end tonight.”

Lin Mo’s countenance was as cold as winter, and he promptly stepped down hard on Zhang Long’s palm that was not yet completely broken.

Gush gush gush!

Flesh separated from bone, and the mixture of shredded tissue and blood flowed out, looking extremely unsettling.

”Ah!!”

Zhang Long screamed the most agonizing scream of his life, full of regret in his heart. He should not have provoked such a Killing God, a Demon!

He passed out several times from the pain, but each time he came to, the agony continued.

That living hell sensation truly taught him the meaning of Hell.

”Now, enjoy the last ten minutes of your life.”

With those words, Lin Mo crushed both of Zhang Long’s feet to smithereens, then channeled a powerful energy into Zhang Long’s body.

The next second, Zhang Long’s pupils dilated to their extremes, as if he was enduring the tortures of all eighteen levels of Hell.

Lin Mo was indifferent to his living torment and quickly walked over to Xia Mengdie, holding her tightly in his embrace, his eyes full of self-reproach:

”I’m sorry, I’m late.”

”I’m fine, I don’t blame you.”

Xia Mengdie also clung tightly to Lin Mo, her face devoid of any blame. In Xia Mengdie’s eyes, having Lin Mo by her side was the greatest sense of security in the world.

It was then that Lin Mo’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, a bodyguard who was sending a text message was instantly pierced through the brow, dead beyond doubt.

Lin Mo wrapped his arm around Xia Mengdie and walked out of the private room, waving one hand before leaving. The students in the room gradually woke up, their wounds slowly healing.

Descending the stairs, Lin Mo could distinctly feel Xia Mengdie’s body trembling slightly.

Immediately, a pair of star-like eyes ignited with an unquenchable rage.

Zhang Long deserved to die! His entire family deserved to die!

Swish, swish, swish!

Just then, two black sedans abruptly halted at the hotel entrance.

In the blink of an eye, about twenty men armed with various weapons jumped out of the cars.

Leading them was a bald man wielding a Tang Blade.

”Kid, did you kill our young master?”

The bald man glared at Lin Mo, his eyes icy, filled with a chilling intent to kill.

Lin Mo responded indifferently with a glance,

”Yes, it was me.”

The bald man sized up Lin Mo, sneering, ”Kid, you’re pretty arrogant, killing our young master and still so calm.”

”Before you die, answer me one question. Where is the person who sent you right now?” Lin Mo suddenly asked.

”What?”

The bald man was startled, almost thinking he had heard wrong, ”Kid, you’re about to die, what’s the point of asking that?”

”Are you going to kneel down and off yourself, or do we have to do it for you?”

Another man stepped forward, looking down on Lin Mo with disdain and a cold tone.

Bang!

His words had barely finished when his body was suddenly blasted away like a cannonball, along with a dozen of his men behind him, all smashed into a pile of mush on the spot.

In a split second, there was only the bald man left.

Just now, it was fortunate that he dodged quickly; otherwise, he would also be dead without a complete corpse.

”Bastard! Courting death!”

Enraged, the bald man bellowed, ”Mixed Element Slash!”

His instinct told him that the young man in front of him was extremely dangerous; he had to deliver his most powerful strike.

Swish!

Along with the bald man’s slash, it was as if the air itself was instantly cleaved.

Blinding white light flashed, its speed like lightning, as if a force of thousands of pounds penetrated the air, heading straight for Lin Mo.

However, the next second, Lin Mo simply lifted a finger, effortlessly blocking the bald man’s Tang Blade.

”What?”

The bald man’s eyes widened in shock, his pupils shrinking as he instinctively thought of escaping.

Ding!

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Lin Mo’s slender finger lightly bent, snapping the Tang Blade instantly. It reversed and shot towards the bald man’s thigh.

With a thud, the bald man’s entire thigh was penetrated, and he cried out in agony, falling to his knees, his face filled with terror.

”Lord, don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything; Mr. and Mrs. Zhang sent me! They said they wanted to dismember you! They’re at Phoenix Hotel on the eleventh floor right now.”

Lin Mo looked at him with an indifferent expression and raised his hand to end his life.

”You... you broke your word!” cried the bald man with his dying breath, filled with extreme reluctance.

Lin Mo snorted coldly in his heart; when had he ever said he would spare the bald man?

Afterward, Lin Mo tenderly rubbed Xia Mengdie’s head and said gently,

”Die’er, you go home first. I have some matters to attend to.”

”Mo, what... are you planning to do?” Xia Mengdie asked with concern.

”Annihilate their entire family!”

Lin Mo uttered these four words indifferently, and in the blink of an eye, his figure had already vanished from the spot.