Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

"Feng'er!!"

Seeing this, Murong Zhou clenched his fists, staring at Lin Mo with eyes filled with blood-red hatred, wishing he could tear Lin Mo into pieces.

"Lin Mo, you killed my son, this vengeance is irreconcilable!!"

"I, Murong Zhou, swear that I will tear you into a thousand pieces!!"

Lin Mo, with one hand in his pocket, looked on indifferently, "Pity you won't have that chance."

As his words fell, Lin Mo lightly raised his hand and a gust of Gang Wind instantly toppled Murong Zhou.

He was sent flying like he'd been struck by a rocket, crashing into a large tree behind him, shattering the trunk on impact. As for him, his body was torn apart—dead beyond any doubt!

"Devil... You're a devil!!"

"You... stay away from me!!"

Murong Ming had been scared stiff from earlier, now sitting on the ground, continuously crawling backward, his pupils filled with terror.

Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him impassively:

"Do you know why your father and brother died before you?"

"It's because I won't let you die as easily as they did!"

"I want to... make your life worse than death!"

As he spoke, Lin Mo extended his finger, and in an instant, Murong Ming's thigh bones were shattered, a pain so severe it swept through his entire body.

"Ahhh!! I have no feud with you! Why, why are you doing this to me?"

Lin Mo glanced at him and sneered:

"Do you still remember the day after your Murong Family publicly broke off the engagement with me two years ago?"

"That afternoon, when I was walking home from school, several people suddenly stopped me and ruthlessly attacked."

"I remember, it seems you were the one who instigated it, right?"

"And afterward, you hid and snickered, taking pleasure in it, didn't you?"

Murong Ming, in utter shock, stared incredulously at Lin Mo, "You... How do you know that?"

"You're not even worthy to have me tell you!"

"Enjoy the last moments of your life!"

Lin Mo didn't even glance at him but simply turned around. The very moment he turned away, endless blood-curdling screams came from behind:

"Ahhh!!! Lin Mo, I will never let you go even as a ghost, ahhh!! Damn it... please, grant me a quick death!!"

Murong Ming was in extreme pain, as if on the brink of hell; every second, another rib shattered, the bone-deep, marrow-piercing, crystal clear, utterly despairing agony made him wish for death.

Whoosh!

In the same second, an overpoweringly strong presence descended upon the lawn.

The newcomer was an old man with white hair, looking disheveled, wild as a savage.

But his old eyes twinkled with sharpness, his presence domineering.

Upon seeing the three corpses before him, his eyes almost burst:

"No!!!!!"

The next second, his eyes, red as though demon-possessed, fixated on Lin Mo not far off, his voice filled with sorrowful rage:

"Damn it! Was it you who killed my children and grandchildren?!"

Lin Mo nodded calmly, without denial.

"You damned bastard!! You're nothing but a murderous fiend; why kill everyone from the Murong Family, why my children and grandchildren!!"

Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze icy, without turning his head, he said,

"Do you remember the Lin Family's Young Master who you trampled over and humiliated at will two years ago?"

Upon hearing this, the disheveled elder's memories flashed back to two years prior.

Back then, the Lin Family's Young Master, who was only fifteen years old, was being insulted and cursed by everyone in the Murong Family, and he had been there too.

He was one of them too, using his overwhelming suppression to pressure the solitary and weak young man until his knees and arms bled.

However, there was not a hint of pity on his face, only ridicule, amusement, and mockery.

His aged eyes fixated on Lin Mo, the pupils trembling slightly,

"Lin... Lin Mo? You're actually that Lin Family's Young Master from two years ago!"

"I never would have thought, truly never would have thought, you were like a dead dog back then, anyone could have trampled you to death, and yet, in just a mere two years, you've grown to this extent!"

"I really regret that I didn't kill you back then."

"But, now that you've come knocking on my door today, this time, I will make sure you have no chance for growth, let alone pose any threat to the Murong Main Family."

"Today I will tear you to pieces to avenge my dead descendants!"

Lin Mo, however, with his hands in his pockets, showed no fear, his expression cold, and said,

"With you, this ant?"

"Ant? Hahaha..."

Murong Cang laughed in furious disbelief, stomping on the ground, and suddenly, it felt as if the entire ground was shaking with an earthquake. A torrential force swept towards Lin Mo.

"I forgot to tell you, today I've made a breakthrough to the Half-step Martial Venerate."

"Just a bit shy of the Quasi Martial Venerate Realm."

"You'll soon know who the real ant is."

Lin Mo's eyes were indifferent,

"Is the Half-step Martial Venerate Realm supposed to be impressive? To me, it's nothing much!"

With those words, Lin Mo gently stepped on the ground, and in an instant, a force as powerful as Nine Dragons bursting from the sea slammed into the force unleashed by Murong Cang.

Boom!

When the two forces collided, Murong Cang's force was completely crushed! Not only that, but the force of the Nine Dragons almost caused Murong Cang to vomit blood from the shock.

"You..."

Murong Cang stared at Lin Mo in utter astonishment. In his eyes was confusion, shock, and, even more so, intense jealousy.

One must know that he had been practicing martial arts for fifty or sixty years, his martial prowess astonishing, and now he had even broken through to the Half-step Martial Venerate.

Yet, to his utmost surprise, the force of his own kick was nothing compared to that of the cold and detached young man before him!

This striking contrast made Murong Cang almost explode with jealousy; as the saying goes, without comparison there is no harm. This stark contrast was infuriating to the point he felt he could vomit blood in frustration!

"Show me your real skills," Lin Mo said, hand still in his pocket, looking coldly at Murong Cang, his tone somewhat bored.

Upon hearing Lin Mo's extremely disparaging words, Murong Cang's old face nearly twisted with rage to the extreme.

His aged eyes became as dark and stormy as water, filled with murderous intent,

"Young fool! You deserve to die!!!"

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

As he spoke, Murong Cang's body remained still, but his withered hands suddenly struck towards Lin Mo.

Immediately, True Qi burst forth, threatening to shatter the entire space surrounding them.

(Stay tuned for tomorrow's wonderful continuation. Everyone rest early, and then madly seek recommendation tickets for support.)