Urban Grand Heavenly Immortal

"I, I don't know." Brother Hui swallowed hard.

He dared not betray young master Li, or else young master Li would have him killed.

Mo Huasong didn't say a word but made a swift gesture, and with a flash of white light, Brother Hui's left leg fell off, blood spurting out like a fountain.

"Ah." Brother Hui collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

This Mo Huasong wasn't a man, but a devil.

Who else could chop off his leg without even giving a warning?

"I'll continue to ask you," Mo Huasong said grimly. "If you don't answer, I'll chop off your other leg, then both your arms and finally your neck. If you tell me now, I won't kill you."

"Don't kill me, I'll talk." Brother Hui, seeing that the rest of his men had fled, knew he couldn't upset this devil.

He had never seen someone so brutal, someone who could chop off a leg without hesitating or even wrinkling his brow.

Fearing that Mo Huasong would chop off his other leg, Brother Hui quickly revealed everything he knew: "It was master Li Zitao who made me do it. I don't know why he did it. He gave me 500,000, then had me after you were drugged, transported to Ruihua Hotel and fed two CU pills."

After listening to Brother Hui, Mo Huasong knew he was not lying and asked further, "Where is Li Zitao now?"

"He's in his private villa, and he called me just now, he told me once you're located, to take you to that villa. " Brother Hui's immediate desire was for Mo Huasong to leave, so he could get to the hospital and get medical treatment.

Mo Huasong nodded and turned to leave.

Watching Mo Huasong leave, Brother Hui quickly took out his phone and dialed: "Hello, is this 120? I'm about to die, hurry up and get here."

At this point, the burly man who was unconscious woke up and seeing Brother Hui without an ear, he asked in surprise, "Brother Hui, where is your ear? What happened? Who the hell did this?"

"I'll kill you, you son of a bitch," Brother Hui cursed angrily.

Help quickly arrived for the severely injured men, lifting Brother Hui onto an ambulance.

A doctor, seeing so many casualties, excitedly called out, "Wow, business is good today."

Brother Hui furiously told one of his men "Quick, call young master Li. Mo Huasong is heading his way. Tell him to get more experts ready, and make sure Mo Huasong is killed."

"Yes, Brother Hui." His subordinate hurriedly made the call.

Once outside, Sword Spirit jumped out from Mo Huasong's body. "Master, why didn't you kill them directly? What if they notify Li Zitao to prepare in advance?"

"Let him prepare. If Li Zitao isn't at the villa, we'll head for the Li family." A murderous intent flashed in Mo Huasong's eyes.

This incident had led to his family's demise in his previous life.

Since he was reborn, there would be no regret again. Anyone who dared to harm them would be killed. With his serious injuries, Brother Hui wouldn't live to see tomorrow.

The villa belonging to Li Zitao was located in the suburbs of Zhanshai City. Although it was in the suburbs, it was close to the expressway exit and a must-pass on the way to the provincial capital. Only the wealthy could afford the villas here.

Inside villa B2, Li Zitao, dressed in a jacket, sat on a yellow pearwood sofa with a beautiful woman in his arms.

Standing in front of him were two muscular middle-aged men, one bald, the other with a buzz cut.

Li Zitao, concerned, said to the bald man, "Brother Liu Men, I heard from Brother Hui that Mo Huasong is very strong. They couldn't beat Mo Huasong even though they had dozens of men. Should we bring in more men?"

The buzz-cut man glanced dismissively at the beautiful woman in Li Zitao's arms and shook his head. "Young master, you're underestimating us. I'm at the fourth level of acquired martial arts, and my brother Liu Men is at the fifth. Those rabble like Brother Hui, even if there were hundreds of them, I could take them down single-handedly."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he delivered a powerful blow to a nearby yellow pearwood chair, suddenly the solid chair was broken apart.

"What martial arts skills." Li Zitao stood up in astonishment.

This was yellow pearwood, not just any old wood.

When he acquired these pieces of yellow pearwood and called carpenters over to make these sofas and chairs, the carpenters had to use an electric saw and spent a long time cutting through the yellow pearwood.

But now, Liu Shui could break a chair so easily. He really was remarkable.

It seemed, the half a million a year they demanded as a salary was worth it. With them by his side, his safety was completely guaranteed.

Considering the strength of Liu Shui's fourth level of acquired martial arts, Liu Men, at the fifth level, must be even stronger. Could he break the yellow pearwood chair with half a palm?

"Liu Shui, be more careful," Liu Men glared at Liu Shui. "You see, you've broken young master's solid chair."

"Yes, brother." Liu Shui, seeing Liu Men reproach him, hurriedly bowed his head.

Li Zitao waved his hand: "Brother Liu Men, it's alright." Li Zitao wasn't upset at all about the broken yellow pearwood chair, in fact, he was over the moon because he managed to win over these two experts.

"Ha ha ha, my brother and I have killed countless people and never met an opponent in all our years on the road. And now, we're supposed to lay hands on an unassuming college student? What a waste of our reputations," Liu Men said he wanted Liu Shui to be discreet, but he himself wasn't exactly the embodiment of discretion.

"Indeed, young master, my brother and I are renowned on the road. Everyone knows of our fame, the Liu Brothers. Inviting us to be your bodyguards is a stroke of luck for you from a past life," Liu Shui immediately boasted.

Liu Men gave Liu Shui another look, "We need to be discreet."

"Yes, brother, we need to be discreet," Liu Shui replied with a sycophantic smile.

Liu Men raised his head proudly: "Young master, we're experts of Yi Xing Sect. Have you heard of Yi Xing Sect? It's a powerful sect on the road and as soon as our sect clears its throat, the sky changes color, and the world falls silent. With our martial arts skills, no one in Zhanshai City could harm a hair on your head." Finishing, Liu Men stared at the woman in Li Zitao's arms with lust.

Li Zitao perked up: "Brother Liu Men, if you can kill Mo Huasong later, this woman is yours."

"Really?" Liu Men couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

The woman, frightened by the exchange, pleaded, "Young Master, I want to stay with you."

"God damn it, I'll decide who you sleep with. What are you blabbering about? Do you want me to sell you to Africa?" Li Zitao's face turned horrifying.

The beautiful woman, scared, stopped talking and coiled on the sofa.

Liu Men, his face glowing, stepped forward and said in a clenched fist salute, "Young Master, rest assured, if Mo Huasong dares to come here, I'll have Liu Shui crush him with one palm, without having to make a second move. If not, I'm a motherfu**er."

"Good, kill Mo Huasong with one palm." Li Zitao became more and more excited as he spoke.

If Liu Shui's palm could break such solid yellow pearwood, killing Mo Huasong would surely be a piece of cake.

Ha ha ha, Mo Huasong, you dare to come and settle the score with me? Then I'll have Liu Men kill you and that will settle things with young master Bai as well.

Thinking of young master Bai in the Capital City, Li Zitao's eyes shone with fanaticism.

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