Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Zhong Junxian and Han Qingzi’s expressions changed, and He Wuxue’s beautiful eyes widened as she tugged at Lin Mo’s sleeve, ”Lin Mo, you’ve already offended the Wei Family, and I asked my grandfather to speak on your behalf. But if you also offend Du Chengwen now, even if you know people from the Du Family, Du Li won’t let you off easily.”

He Wuxue looked frustrated, biting her silver teeth.

Mo Hua and Fu Kai each lit a cigarette, their expressions relaxed, standing by as if watching a good show.

Du Chengwen’s eyes bulged like copper bells, his disbelief evident as he stared at Lin Mo. As the esteemed young master of the Du Family, who dared to speak to him with such tone? Even members of the Wei Family wouldn’t dare to insult him like this.

”Miss He, it’s not that I don’t want to give you face, but this kid is too arrogant,” Du Chengwen said through clenched teeth, his eyes fierce.

He Wuxue furrowed her brows and sighed internally, thinking it was Lin Mo’s pride, but Du Chengwen wasn’t the kind of person who was easy to bully.

”Mr. Du, he is your sister Du Shanshan’s cousin. You’re also relatives, so let’s just forget about it,” He Wuxue finally spoke up.

Lin Shanshan had taken the name Du Shanshan upon her arrival at the Du Family, but Lin Mo still preferred to call her Lin Shanshan.

In Xiazhou, the Three Great Families all had spies on each other, news about each family was well-known. Du Li’s journey to Hong City to bring back his illegitimate daughter was no secret in their circle.

A flicker of surprise passed over Du Chengwen’s face, followed by a mocking look as he coldly laughed at Lin Mo, ”So it’s that wild girl’s brother. Damn, if that wild girl is clueless, you are as well.”

”Who are you calling a wild girl?” Lin Mo’s eyes narrowed, and a formidable aura emanated from him.

Du Chengwen’s face changed as he felt an invisible pressure, heavy as a thousand pounds, forcing him to kneel on the ground, facing Lin Mo.

”What is he doing? Why is he kneeling to Lin Mo?” Han Qingzi looked surprised.

He Wuxue also frowned in confusion.

Zhong Junxian wondered aloud, ”Could it be a spirit possession?”

Only Zhong Qiaomeng and Zhong Xiaoyu remained calm, knowing that Lin Mo was no ordinary person and could make Du Chengwen’s life worse than death with minimal effort.

”Young Master, what are you...” the Martial Artist Bodyguard looked bewildered at Du Chengwen kneeling on the ground.

Du Chengwen’s face turned crimson, the pressure on him growing heavier by the moment, almost crushing his bones. He struggled with all his might but couldn’t resist the invisible force.

Lin Mo stood proudly, his demeanor indifferent, his gaze cold and sharp.

”Who did you just call a wild girl?”

”I... you... what sorcery have you used...” Du Chengwen struggled to speak.

”Who did you say was clueless just now?”

As the final word fell, Du Chengwen collapsed completely, face down on the ground, utterly drained of strength.

The surrounding Martial Artist Bodyguards, however foolish, recognized something was amiss. The leading bodyguard shouted angrily, ”What exactly have you done to our young master?”

Without waiting, two Martial Artist Bodyguards rushed forward, intending to subdue Lin Mo.

”Mere ants.”

Lin Mo scoffed coldly and casually waved his hand. Two transparent wind blades whistled out, slashing the two bodyguards across the chest, leaving deep wounds that gushed blood as they fell to the ground.

”This...”

Han Qingzi covered her mouth with both hands, afraid she couldn’t stop herself from crying out in shock.

Zhong Junxian was utterly stunned; just earlier he had been mocking Lin Mo in the milk tea shop, not realizing the man was an expert.

”Is this a Martial Artist?” He Wuxue’s eyes widened, unbelievingly staring at Lin Mo.

Last night, she learned from her grandfather about the existence of Martial Artists, those who could walk on water, catch wind as a blade, and hurt people with plucked flowers and flying leaves. Weren’t they talking about people like Lin Mo?

”Could it be that he was confident enough to cripple Wei Ya?” He Wuxue finally realized, this was Lin Mo’s trump card.

The other Martial Artist Bodyguards were stunned on the spot.

None of them were fools, charging at him again would just end up like the previous two, none of them were a match for Lin Mo.

”This lord, my young master is from the Du Family, please show mercy,” the leader of the Martial Artist Bodyguards said respectfully.

”What if I don’t want to show mercy?” Lin Mo said coldly.

The leader of the Martial Artist Bodyguards was taken aback, his expression slightly solemn, ”This lord, I didn’t know you were a Martial Artist, and I offended you just now, but the Du Family is also one of Xiazhou’s great families. If you insist on this path, the Du Family will not fear you.”

”Chatter.” Lin Mo waved his hand casually, and an invisible slap directly flung the leader of the Martial Artist Bodyguards seven or eight meters away. His face collapsed, his bones shattered, and he passed out.

A typical Martial Artist, even a Martial Arts Expert, would not easily offend a great family, since after all, this is modern society where the financial and political power of a great family is not something a typical expert can contend with.

Lin Mo’s power suppressed several cities; to him, what was the Du Family?

Everyone else was silent, the whole scene deadly still.

”You just called who a wild girl?” Lin Mo said as he stepped down, breaking Du Chengwen’s arm.

Du Chengwen howled in pain like a ghost, tears streaming down, his face pale as snow.

This pampered young master, when had he ever suffered like this?

”Say who doesn’t know any better now.” The chill in Lin Mo’s eyes deepened as he broke another arm of his with a stomp.

Du Chengwen was in so much pain he almost passed out, but Lin Mo used Spiritual Energy to keep him conscious, letting him clearly feel the pain.

”I’m asking you.”

Lin Mo said as he kicked Du Chengwen in the ribs. There was a crack sound, and several ribs broke instantly as if they were dry twigs.

Han Qingzi, Zhong Junxian, and others couldn’t help but close their eyes, their bodies shivering slightly.

Even He Wuxue couldn’t bear to watch, turning her head aside.

Lin Mo’s face was devoid of sadness or joy, devoid of any emotions. No matter how Du Chengwen screamed or groaned in pain, he remained indifferent, like a demon descended from Hell.

”Ah, how the young master of the Du Family has turned into a dead dog now,” Mo Hua said, his face showing a schadenfreude smile as he shook his head and laughed.

Fu Kai and the other crew members, who had been bullied by Du Chengwen, now felt a deep sense of satisfaction seeing his plight.

Lin Mo kicked Du Chengwen with every word he spoke, not knowing how many bones he broke, but Du Chengwen just couldn’t faint and had to endure the excruciating pain.

Lin Mo was furious.

Even someone like Du Chengwen dared call Shanshan a wild girl, recalling yesterday’s party on the beach and the Du Family’s attitude towards Shanshan, how could Lin Mo not realize that Shanshan was not having a good time in the Du Family?

”Du Li, you broke your promise,” Lin Mo said, frowning coldly as he stepped on Du Chengwen’s face, directly crushing his cheekbones.

If he had known earlier that Shanshan was so unhappy in the Du Family, he would have taken her home long ago.

”Mr. Lin, if you continue, he’s going to die,” He Wuxue frowned, saying involuntarily.

As strong as Lin Mo was, he couldn’t possibly take on the entire Du Family by himself—Du Chengwen was Du Li’s biological son, and treating him like this would probably drive the Du Family mad.

”Drag this dead dog away. I’ll come to the Du Family in a few days to take his dog life,” Lin Mo said indifferently.

The terrified Martial Artist Bodyguards finally reacted and quickly lifted the nearly dead Du Chengwen to make a dismal escape.

”Lin Mo, you’re really amazing,” Zhong Qiaomeng said with a smile, hugging Lin Mo’s arm.