Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”This clueless fool,” Wu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, with a fierce glint flickering within.

Yesterday in the KTV suite, Qin Man had admitted that Lin Mo was her boyfriend, which had caused Wu Han to lose face in their circle. Though Wu Han was no fool and had already guessed that Lin Mo was a fake boyfriend, daring to defy him had enraged Wu Han.

Wu Han coldly stared at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with hatred, while looking at Guo Yi, his eyes only held caution. Some people are just like that: they feel fear towards the strong and resent the weak.

”Yo, it’s you again, tired of living, are you?” Wang Bao cursed upon seeing Lin Mo.

”Master, this guy seems to be a Martial Arts Master too. He broke one of my little brother’s hand bones,” Wang Bao whispered quietly.

Guo Yi, with his hands clasped behind his back, stared sharply at Lin Mo like a hawk. Seeing that he was just a teenager, he couldn’t help but frown.

Now, he was already at the Advanced Martial Emperor Realm, a Martial Arts God, and those who dared to challenge him had only one path: death.

”Lin Mo, come back, he is a super class expert! Didn’t you see even Mr. Wu was no match for him?” Song Yun called out quietly with her pretty face full of anxiety.

Though this girl always found Lin Mo annoying, after all, having spent two days together, she couldn’t just stand by and watch Lin Mo go to his death.

”Xiao Man, tell your friend to come back quickly, we admit defeat this time,” Qin Ye also said, frowning.

Qin Man parted her moist lips to speak but saw that Lin Mo had already walked up to Guo Yi and Wang Bao.

Guo Yi looked at Lin Mo and frowned slightly, hands still behind his back, ”Kid, are you tired of living too? I spared Wu Longshen because I know him from old times. Are you seeking death with your reckless talk?”

Lin Mo looked back at him blandly, ”Did I let you speak?”

The entire courtyard fell silent.

Was someone actually talking to a High-Level Martial Emperor with such an attitude?

Not only could everyone hardly believe it, even Guo Yi was taken aback, his eyes flickered with an unextinguished cold light, as his stature heightened, his traditional garment fluttering without wind.

Wu Longshen and Wu Chengyun widened their eyes.

Wu Han coldly thought, ”This guy is really a greenhorn, probably an idiot to speak to a High-Level Martial Emperor like that?”

Qin Man and Song Yun nearly started crying anxiously—this guy was Elder Zhou’s relative. If he were killed, how could they explain to Elder Zhou?

Qin Ye was even more choked up and couldn’t say a word.

Being friends with the Wu family, Qin Ye naturally knew quite a bit about the Martial Arts World, and he was all too aware of what being a High-level Martial Emperor meant.

There was still room to maneuver in this matter, at least it wouldn’t result in death, but now Lin Mo had offended Guo Yi with a single sentence, destroying even this last bit of leeway.

”You dare to talk to me like that, not afraid that I’ll kill you?” Guo Yi’s eyes widened, and his cold voice sent chills through everyone.

Lin Mo, frowning, raised his palm and gently swatted down, ”Noisy.”

Instantly, Guo Yi’s face lost its color, showing a panicked expression as a tangible cluster of Gang Qi, formidable like the Nine Heavens Mountains, pressed down upon him, and everyone sensed that something was amiss.

”Dammit, how is this possible?”

Guo Yi’s eyes filled with sudden fear, as he sensed a power even stronger than his own!

This power was dangerous! This power was lethal!

Crack, crack, crack!

Guo Yi’s Martial Emperor Barrier instantly shattered!

Then, Guo Yi’s wrist broke, followed by his arm, shoulders, chest, and waist all seeming to explode, leaving him collapsed in the snow, dead with blood flowing from all seven orifices!

Leaving behind his last words filled with horror, ”Who are you?”

A High-Level Martial Emperor had just been slapped to death by Lin Mo!

The entire crowd was stunned stiff.

Wu Longshen’s legs went weak—could a High-level Martial Emperor truly be killed with just a slap?

Wu Chengyun trembled all over, and Wu Han was so scared he fell flat on his buttocks.

Qin Ye’s lips trembled, but he couldn’t utter a word. Qin Man and Song Yun, the two young ladies, covered their delicate lips in astonishment, their eyes wide at the scene unfolding before them.

”Master...” Wang Bao, terrified, felt something warm trickle down between his legs, his teeth chattering, his pupils narrowing in fear as he stared at Lin Mo.

”Could it be him?” Wu Longshen suddenly thought of someone which shocked him.

”Old man, who are you talking about?” Wu Chengyun was completely perplexed.

By now, Lin Mo was well-known throughout the Northeast. Although many hadn’t seen him, they’d heard of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a cold face who had slaughtered everyone in the Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction, currently within the Northeast Realm.

Except for the young man before them, there hardly seemed to be a second person fitting these descriptions.

”It must be him. Only he has the strength to kill a Grandmaster with a single slap,” Wu Longshen finally realized, his eyes desolate.

But Wu Longshen never expected to actually encounter this Killing God.

”Who exactly is he?” Song Yun looked at Lin Mo, both afraid and pleased.

”I don’t know, but he’s definitely not some kid from Elder Zhou’s relatives,” Qin Man was also in shock.

”Great... great sir, please spare my life... I’m willing to serve you in the future, give you all my money, just please spare my life,” Wang Bao pleaded, no longer as overbearing as before, thudding onto his knees.

He finally realized belatedly that the gangster’s death hadn’t been an accident; it was Lin Mo’s doing, killing invisibly! Realizing this, Wang Bao’s back was soaked with cold sweat.

His master had already stepped into the Advanced Martial Emperor Realm; if Lin Mo could kill him with one slap, Wang Bao wasn’t foolish—he knew he had offended a truly Big Shot.

”Who sent you to cause trouble in the village?” Lin Mo asked indifferently.

If the root of the problem wasn’t solved, there might still be danger for Hu Niu and Elder Zhou.

”It was Master Wei from Baihui International; I was just following orders, it has nothing to do with me,” Wang Bao quickly said.

Just then, a rush of hurried footsteps approached, and about two dozen men dressed in black suits appeared in the yard, leading them was a young man in his mid-twenties wearing a silver suit, slightly narrowing his eyes:

”Wang Bao, you sold me out so quickly?” Seeing the newcomer, Wang Bao’s face turned ashen.

(Good night, the excitement continues tomorrow.)