Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

In front of so many people, Lin Mo obviously wouldn’t kill him directly, he himself could just walk away, but it would bring a lot of trouble for the villagers.

Therefore, Lin Mo directly hit the skinny thug with an invisible Gang Qi into his body, and in a few hours, the skinny thug would die suddenly and forgetfully, and even the forensic pathologist wouldn’t be able to detect the cause.

Mr. Bao stood by, stunned for a long time without speaking, instead staring at Lin Mo with venomous eyes. He was no ordinary thug, having made it to the position of underground overlord in Ta County, his insight was exceptionally sharp, especially since he had once encountered an expert in prison who had such strength.

”My friend, give me, Mr. Bao, some face, let’s forget about today’s matter. The mountains do not turn, but the waters do, let’s not take things too far.” Mr. Bao suddenly clasped his hands and said to Lin Mo, his tone now more polite.

Lin Mo coldly glanced at him, ”Take your men and get out.”

With a forceful flick, the skinny thug immediately fell to the ground, crying out in pain for his father and mother.

Mr. Bao took a deep look at Lin Mo, then beckoned with his hand, someone helped the skinny thug, and the group of people dejectedly walked back the way they came.

Back in the car at the foot of the mountain, a thug looked at Mr. Bao and said, ”Mr. Bao, are we just going to let this matter go? Master Wei personally entrusted us with this, and we have already delayed for so long, if we can’t handle it this time, I’m afraid when we go back...”

Mr. Bao raised his head, his eyes widened and he said fiercely, ”Do I need you to teach me how to handle my affairs?”

”No, no.”

”The opponent is a Martial Arts Master, and we might not even be a match for him with guns. Moreover, if we use guns, it would only escalate the situation, and it wouldn’t be easy to explain to Master Wei,” Mr. Bao pondered.

”What should we do then? He doesn’t look like someone from the village, should we do it after he leaves?” the previous small thug asked.

A sharp gleam flashed through Mr. Bao’s eyes, ”Hehe, no need. Master Wei can’t wait, if it were a couple of days earlier, perhaps there would have been no way, but now, well, I have another method…”

”Mr. Bao, you must avenge me,” the skinny thug pleaded in pain, clutching his wrist. The others saw his fractured wrist and couldn’t help showing a trace of palpitations.

After Mr. Bao and his entourage left the mountain village, the villagers couldn’t feel happy. A white-haired elder came out and said, ”Elder Zhou, you’ve offended Mr. Bao, you should leave here quickly, otherwise, they will definitely come back for revenge.”

This elder was the village chief, who then shook his head.

All the villagers had lived in the mountain village for generations, and people like Mr. Bao were not someone they could afford to provoke. Lin Mo could fend them off temporarily, but not forever.

Many villagers looked at Lin Mo with a mix of fear and anger—fear of his methods, crushing the skinny thug’s bones with ease, and angry that he had provoked Mr. Bao, making life difficult for everyone in the village from now on.

”I know what everyone is worried about, but I, Lin Mo, am putting my word here. I will completely settle this matter before I leave the village,” Lin Mo said indifferently.

After everyone dispersed, Lin Mo held Hu Niu, his palm emitting a gentle white glow, gently touching her injured face. A warm sensation spread across Hu Niu’s face.

Hu Niu looked at Lin Mo with big teary eyes, with a hint of grievance and a lot of fear.

”Hu Niu, look at your face, it’s already healed,” Lin Mo said.

Hu Niu looked in the mirror and realized her facial wound had indeed disappeared, and a smile finally appeared on her face, ”Big brother, is this Immortal Law?”

”Um, sort of,” Lin Mo said with a smile, but a hint of coldness flickered through his eyes.

He could heal the wounds on Hu Niu’s face, but the scars left in her heart were beyond any repair, only time could smooth them. Originally, Lin Mo could use his Divine Sense to erase some memories from Hu Niu’s mind, but considering her young age, it would harm her spirit.

Elder Zhou stood by, already stunned. He could heal wounds with just a wave of his hand, making them as good as before—it was clearly a method only an Immortal would possess.

”Immortal, this old man bows to you,” said Elder Zhou, about to kneel.

Lin Mo showed a helpless expression and pulled up Elder Zhou, ”I’m no Immortal. I will help you settle these things as a thanks for your hospitality and for taking care of Hu Niu.”

Under Lin Mo’s inquiry, everything was finally made clear. Mr. Bao was from ”Baihui International Real Estate,” essentially a thug. Baihui International planned to acquire the land in the village to build a resort, but the offered price was too low. Initially, the villagers vehemently refused, but Mr. Bao then used various methods: threats, assaults, even having someone kill all the livestock in the village, which left the villagers with no choice but to agree.

Only Elder Zhou, who was particularly stubborn, refused to agree. Moreover, the tomb of Elder Zhou’s wife was located behind their house, and he did not want to disturb his late wife. Seizing properties through cunning means was nothing new, both domestically and internationally.

”Lin Mo, you might as well leave. It doesn’t matter if my old bones die, but I pity Hu Niu for suffering with me,” Elder Zhou said, wiping away tears.

Lin Mo replied indifferently, ”When I, Lin Mo, give my word, it is as good as gold. Leave this matter to me; rest assured.”

After Mr. Bao left the village a white Audi A8 arrived. Two young women, both around their twenties and elegantly dressed, with the demeanor of urban elites, stepped out of the car.

”Xiao Man, you could have had your subordinates handle these matters. Why must you, the esteemed daughter of the Qin family, come so far yourself?” a woman clad in a black down jacket, with a high-grade face and holding a makeup box, said somewhat wearily.

The other woman, in a white trench coat and long, jet-black hair flowing slightly in the cold wind, had an oval face, big eyes, and thin lips, making her very beautiful. With slightly furrowed long eyebrows, she said, ”This project is very important to me; moreover, you know well the tactics of those from Baihui International—I just received a notification that Wang Bao had been here.” Qin Man said, rubbing her cold, slightly stiff hands as she strode forward.

”Hey, we’re best friends; I’m just kindly reminding you. You always act like such a strong woman, and even though you’re beautiful, men are too scared to pursue you. Be careful or you might not get married,” Song Yun hurriedly followed, calling out from behind.

Qin Man pursed her lips and said, ”I’m not even interested in average men.”

Saying this, the two of them walked towards the only remote house in the mountain village. Qin Man knew this was Lao Zhou’s house, basically the village’s ’nail house.’ She had been trying to communicate with Lao Zhou and was seeing some hope.

The Qin family was a third-level family in Ta County, belonging to Han City, a local star enterprise. They had also been planning to develop the scenic spots of this beautiful mountain area for tourism competing with none other than Baihui International. Both companies were formidable, so the government simply threw the difficult choice to them: whoever could unify the villagers would receive the tender.

”Elder Zhou, are you at home?” Qin Man called out from the doorway.

”Miss Qin is here,” Elder Zhou turned around.

”Sister Xiao Man is here,” Hu Niu also showed a hint of a smile.

Lin Mo turned his head and saw two women dressed as urban beauties, both of whom would have been considered beauties at the university level. However, Lin Mo merely glanced over them, instead noticing the two bodyguards behind them carrying various items.

”Miss Qin, what brings you here?” Elder Zhou asked as he stepped outside.

”Elder Zhou, Hu Niu, since it’s getting to winter, I’ve bought you some clothes and food, along with the doll Hu Niu liked last time,” Qin Man said as she crouched down and hugged Hu Niu.

”Oh, oh, how could we accept this... We can’t take things from Miss Qin,” Elder Zhou said, looking embarrassed.

Qin Man looked up and said, ”Elder Zhou, don’t worry, I’ve already thought of a solution. We’ll increase the compensation for the village’s land by one level, standard-wise. As for your house, it stays right here, and you’ll be in charge of some sanitation work in the future tourist area—consider it your residential rest home. As for salary, social security, and health insurance, all will be made satisfactory for you.”

Elder Zhou, upon hearing Qin Man’s words, showed a hint of joy—not because of the job, insurance, or social security, but because his house wouldn’t be demolished.

”If it really comes to that, then I definitely won’t oppose. But Mr. Bao...”

Hu Niu, also hearing the name, lowered her head, seemingly deep in thought.

”Did he come to cause trouble again? That Wang Bao is truly lawless,” Qin Man snorted coldly, her pretty face filling with anger. ”Elder Zhou, rest assured, as long as you agree, handling Wang Bao will be manageable.”

Qin Man then coldly instructed a bodyguard behind her, ”Call Wang Bao; I want to meet him for a talk.”

”Yes, Miss,” the bodyguard responded, moving aside to make the call.

At that moment, Lin Mo stepped forward and said indifferently, ”Are you going to see Wang Bao? I’ll come with you; perhaps I can be of some help.”

(The wonderful continuation tomorrow. Goodnight.)