Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Mr. Lin, I was overly talkative about tonight’s matter. Please be patient with me!”

In the car, Li Lei expressed his apologies with some regret.

Lin Mo, however, simply responded indifferently, ”I can understand. Given the Gongsun Family’s decades of dominance in Shanghai, and I’ve only been here for a short while, certain matters naturally require consideration of the consequences.”

”It’s good that Mr. Lin can understand. By the way, your strength is astonishingly powerful, would we in the Shanghai Sky Group have the honor of inviting Mr. Lin to give us some guidance?”

”Sure.”

Lin Mo answered coolly and Li Lei was overjoyed. In fact, Lin Mo had agreed only because he found Li Lei to be a decent person.

After delivering Lin Mo back to the Yang Family, Li Lei drove away to return to the Sky Group.

The Gongsun Family of Shanghai!

Within an extravagantly luxurious villa neighborhood, both the faces of a middle-aged couple were filled with grief and anger.

Particularly the middle-aged woman, whose eyes were bloodshot red, as fierce as a wild beast filled with vengeance.

Next to the middle-aged woman, the face of the middle-aged man was equally icy cold, and his eyes were filled with an unprecedented, towering killing intent.

”Why did my son die? What exactly happened!”

Gongsun Zhuo stared at a kneeling middle-aged man in front of him, his voice brimming with extreme grief and resentment.

The middle-aged man shivered under his gaze and answered with a trembling voice, ”Lord Zhuo, calm your anger. By the time we got there, the young master had already been killed!”

”Dammit!”

Gongsun Zhuo clenched his fists and violently kicked the middle-aged man: ”Who is it!”

”The witnesses in the bar said it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. Oh right, he came with Li Lei, the chief commander of the Sky Group.”

”Do you know who he is?”

”Not very clear.”

The middle-aged man had just replied when Gan Rong, like a frenzied beast, began to beat Gongsun Zhuo’s body relentlessly, ”Gongsun Zhuo, you are a useless coward! Our son has been murdered, and you still ask what his background is? I want you to avenge our son immediately! Tear that bastard who killed our son into a thousand pieces!”

”Madam, I know!”

Gongsun Zhuo let Gan Rong release her fury on him and embraced her tightly in his arms, his eyes fierce, ”I will definitely dismember the murderer who killed our son into pieces and cut his flesh off piece by piece to feed to the dogs!”

”Then what are you waiting for! You useless coward, go avenge our son now!” Gan Rong wailed and shrieked, wishing she could immediately slice the murderer of her son into pieces.

Gongsun Zhuo’s mouth twitched slightly. He glanced at the middle-aged man and said coldly, ”You, get out!”

”Yes!”

Once the middle-aged man had left, Gongsun Zhuo finally spoke solemnly:

”Madam, I promise I will make sure that little bastard’s entire family is wiped out. However, now is not the best time.”

”Our father has taken the Gongsun Family’s experts to the United States. If we seek revenge without first investigating the other party’s identity, we will surely put the Gongsun Family in a desperate situation!”

”Madam, I can understand the pain of losing a child; how can I not? I am Haohao’s father, and now that he is dead, I am in more pain than anyone.”

”But we must consider the actual situation. Someone capable of killing the Beiming Elders is certainly no ordinary person. If we rashly seek revenge, the Gongsun Family will surely suffer greatly, and other families will definitely take advantage of our weakness and deliver a fatal blow to our Gongsun Family.”

”We just need to wait until my father returns with the Gongsun Family’s experts, then at that time…”

”Shut up!”

Before Gongsun Zhuo could finish, Gan Rong glared at him, biting her teeth with extreme fury and resentment, ”Gongsun Zhuo, I see clearly now. You’re a complete waste, a coward! Your own son has been killed and you still dare not avenge him, fine! If you won’t take revenge, I’ll find my own way!”

With that, Gan Rong stormed out of the door.

Seeing this, Gongsun Zhuo hurried after her, calling out, ”Rongrong, don’t act rashly!”

Gan Rong, however, paid no attention to Gongsun Zhuo, as she strode out the door. Her eyes, venomous like a viper’s, harbored an unprecedented hatred, ”Damned bastard, killing my son, I will not share the sky with you, if I can’t tear you into a thousand pieces, then what is the meaning of my existence, Gan Rong?”

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In Shanghai, aside from the Gongsun Family and Sky Group, there were also several other forces that were equally terrifying!

It can be said that in Shanghai, almost every family was loath to provoke these powers.

The Twelve-story Building was among them.

The Twelve-story Building did not belong to the official powers, nor to the underworld, nor even to the dark world.

Yet, it was truly the dominant force in Shanghai.

No one knew where the power of the Twelve-story Building came from.

But the Twelve-story Building was, in Shanghai, considered to have risen the fastest among the powers, emerging overnight like a high-rise building.

This was, in part, thanks to the Tower Master of the Twelve-story Building, Gan Batian.

Tower Master Gan Batian was not only mysterious and unfathomable, but his strength was also unknown, reaching a terrifying realm.

Everyone knew that the power of the Twelve-story Building was by no means weaker than that of Sky Group or the Gongsun Family.

At this moment, within the great hall of the Twelve-story Building, sat a dignified middle-aged man—Tower Master Gan Batian himself.

”Report! Tower Master, your sister seeks an audience!”

”Bring her in quickly!” said Gan Batian, his face lighting up as he gestured with a wave of his large hand.

Very soon, Gan Rong followed the subordinate and almost ran into the great hall.

Seeing this, Gan Batian furrowed his brows slightly and asked in a deep voice, ”Sister, why have you come in such a hurry?”

”Brother! I need to ask you for a favor today!”

With a thump, Gan Rong kneeled in front of Gan Batian, her face unmistakably showing her grief.

”Don’t worry, sister, take your time and tell me; no matter what it is, your brother will do his utmost to help.”

”Brother! My son, Gongsun Hao, was murdered!”

”What!”

Upon hearing this, Gan Batian’s face instantly turned grim to the extreme, the temperature in the great hall plummeting as all the subordinates present trembled.

”Who did this, daring to kill the beloved nephew of Gan Batian!” Gan Batian’s eyes were filled with chilling frost and an overwhelming aura of murderous intent.

”Before I came here, I had someone investigate. It was a bastard named Lin Mo, just around seventeen or eighteen years old,” Gan Rong replied, filled with sorrow and anger.

”Damn it! A mere boy of seventeen or eighteen dared to kill my nephew!”

Gan Batian was greatly enraged by the words and bellowed in the hall, ”Where are the Heavenly Slaughter Four Kings!”

Swish, swish, swish!

No sooner had he spoken than four formidable figures, ghost-like in appearance, appeared and knelt down, chanting in unison, ”The Heavenly Slaughter Four Kings are present!”

Clang!

Gan Batian threw a metal token directly, showing the image from Gan Rong’s phone to the Heavenly Slaughter Four Kings, and coldly commanded, ”Spare no effort to execute this boy! And bring his corpse back to the Twelve-story Building!”

”Yes!” replied the Heavenly Slaughter Four Kings in unison, without further questions.

However, the rest of the people in the great hall were already internally shaken. The Execution Order hadn’t been issued for many years.

You should know that the ironclad rule of the Twelve-story Building was, an order given is an execution mandated!

(I’m still writing, the next two chapters will be a bit late, everyone can read them after waking up.)