The broken ribs even pierced into King Crocodile’s heart and lungs, his chest and throat filled entirely with blood, making him unable to speak.
In just the blink of an eye, a master of Ming Jin, a notorious henchman from Hong Kong Island, the Sham Shui Po ’King Crocodile’ fell under Wang Longhu’s hand to his death, and even after dying, Wang Longhu wouldn’t know who this foolish guy was.
"This person is obviously not from the factory, it seems there really was a change at the factory while I was not here." Wang Longhu pushed away King Crocodile’s standing corpse, his expression growing more grim.
A master of Ming Jin appeared tonight, the scene was much larger than that night when Zheng Dongliang was kidnapped at the bar.
...
In a section of the factory, the storeroom.
"Damn it, the factory’s warehouse is so big, where am I supposed to find Purple Ganoderma?"
In the dim warehouse, two martial artists from Hong Kong Island were swiftly searching through every box.
Although they contained seemingly valuable herbal dicines, they weren’t the goal of their trip, which was a two-hundred-year-old Purple Ganoderma.
Just as the two were diligently searching, they did not notice a shadow slipping in through the open storeroom door.
Seeing the two martial artists of Hong Kong Island with their backs turned, a grim expression flashed across Lu Tieying’s face, and he imdiately struck out with a palm at one of their backs.
In the instant the forceful wind appeared, the targeted martial artist from Hong Kong Island already reacted, attempting to dodge to the side regardless of the situation.
But Lu Tieying’s speed was far faster; just as the man stepped half a pace to the side, Lu Tieying’s palm had already firmly struck his back.
A loud cracking sound of broken bones imdiately ca from within this man’s body, and the martial artist from Hong Kong Island fell to the ground in agony, limbs trembling, while voiding waste uncontrollably.
It was Lu Tieying’s palm that directly broke the entire spine into several pieces, and even if he wasn’t killed today, he would be a vegetable for life.
"Lu Tieying, what are you doing! We were sent by Master Lu to look for the Purple Ganoderma!" The other martial artist from Hong Kong Island reacted, shouting in panic and anger.
As a henchman in Hong Kong Island’s underground, how could he not recognize this young master responsible for the Lu family’s underground business?
Although they hadn’t seen Lu Tieying personally take action, according to rumors, Lu Tieying possessed great strength, having inherited the true Eight Trigrams Palm from Lu Pingshan.
While Lu Pingshan lay bedridden, the Lu family still maintained their grip on the underground business tightly from relying on Lu Tieying’s reputation, ensuring the Hong Kong Island gangs dared not act rashly.
"The Purple Ganoderma isn’t here, you don’t need to keep looking, I’ll send you ho." With a foot breaking the throat of the martial artist on the ground, Lu Tieying spoke coldly, looking at the last martial artist from Hong Kong Island with killing intent.
Though his tone was plain, it sent a chill that raised hair on end through the listeners.
Everyone understood what Lu Tieying’s words implied.
"Damn it! Your Lu family is burning bridges, I’m going to fight you to the end!" The remaining martial artist from Hong Kong Island pulled out a dagger from his pocket, swiftly lunging at Lu Tieying.
This man was the notorious ’Deadman’s Knife’ from Kwai Tsing, not born into martial arts but skilled with a dagger, possessing enough talent to train himself to the level of Ming Jin through strengthening his strength and bones.
In Kwai Tsing, no hooligan opposing Deadman’s Knife’s gang managed to escape his hunt, eventually ending up stabbed full of holes, stuffed in sacks, and sunk into the Wutong River.
Facing Deadman’s Knife’s assault, Lu Tieying sneered, showing no intention to dodge, once again striking out with a palm.
Seeing this, Deadman’s Knife was overjoyed, knowing how sharp his dagger was after carrying it for many years.
No matter how advanced Lu Tieying’s Eight Trigrams Palm was, it was mortal flesh against a weapon, and not a match for steel.
But when Lu Tieying’s palm t Deadman’s Knife’s dagger, he was disappointed.
The dagger broke on the spot, as fragile as tofu, and Lu Tieying’s palm proceeded undeterred, striking Deadman’s Knife’s face with thunderous force.
His entire face shattered at once, as Lu Tieying’s Dark Force struck the acupoint, it destroyed Deadman’s Knife’s brain to a pulp.
At this mont, he truly beca Deadman’s Knife.
Wiping blood off his hands on Deadman’s Knife’s clothes, Lu Tieying turned and floated away.
"There are still thirteen more..."
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