Yan Jie had locked onto the office where Lu Ming and his group were from the start. He unhurriedly walked towards the elevator, intending to take it up and slaughter them one by one.
It was like culling young calves, a casual massacre.
But just as Yan Jie reached the elevator doors, he suddenly stopped. His expression instantly turned tense, and the dagger in his hand hummed.
Because he saw the elevator moving!
The elevator, which had been stopped on the 6th floor, suddenly began to descend.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, stop!
As the elevator doors slowly opened, a man appeared before Yan Jie. It was none other than Lu Ming, whom Yan Jie was planning to kill!
Two men, one inside the elevator and one outside, their eyes met.
Tap, tap, tap.
Lu Ming stepped out of the elevator, the soles of his shoes striking the ground with a crisp sound that was particularly piercing in the quiet night.
Yan Jie tightened his grip on the dagger.
There was no need for further words.
The moment their eyes met, they had already guessed each other's intentions.
Masters in combat required no lengthy explanations.
BOOM!!!
Yan Jie stomped his foot fiercely and lunged at Lu Ming. Simultaneously, he thrust his dagger forward, aiming straight for Lu Ming's face.
He was confident of victory.
He didn't know how many people had died by his dagger. Yan Jie was very confident in his speed.
Unfortunately, he ran into Lu Ming.
He ran into the Dragon Warlord!
The instant Yan Jie closed the distance, Lu Ming merely sidestepped and evaded Yan Jie's dagger. Then, with his hands clasped on Yan Jie's arms from front and back, he gave a slight push.
Clang. Yan Jie's dagger dropped.
Yan Jie was greatly startled.
He possessed considerable strength, and it was almost impossible for anyone to forcibly take his dagger from him.
Yet today, Lu Ming had forcefully knocked it away!
What surprised Yan Jie even more was yet to come.
Just as the dagger was about to hit the ground, Lu Ming flicked his foot and sent it spinning into the air. Lu Ming, quick as lightning, caught the dagger.
Then, before Yan Jie could even react to what had happened, Lu Ming's hand moved like lightning, and he brought the blade down towards Yan Jie's neck!
Fast, accurate, and ruthless!
The dagger was extremely sharp, and Lu Ming's skills were incredibly swift and his strength immense.
In the blink of an eye, a head rolled.
The arrogant Yan Jie met his end on the spot.
Afterward, Xiu Luo, who had been watching silently from the shadows, emerged. He took the dagger from Lu Ming and calmly said, "Leave the matter of the body to me."
"Mm." Lu Ming nodded. He then took out a pre-prepared cloth and wrapped Yan Jie's head, quietly walking out the door.
At the same time.
Inside the Yan family villa, Yan Shihong was eating chicken legs and drinking beer, awaiting good news from Yan Jie.
He took a big bite of a chicken leg and said between chews, "Uncle Jie is back. I have a backer now, and I won't have to take anyone's guff anymore! That bastard Lu Ming has bullied me too much these past few days. Tonight, I'm going to take his head and use it as a soccer ball!"
As he spoke, the villa's main door suddenly opened.
Then, a bloody bundle was thrown in from the doorway. It rolled and tumbled to Yan Shihong's feet.
Huh?
"What is this?"
Yan Shihong, with chicken leg still in his mouth, bent down to examine it.
"This... blood?!"
Yan Shihong was terrified and leaped up, retreating several steps as he glanced towards the doorway.
No one was there.
The doorway was empty, the outside was pitch black, and not a single figure could be seen.
"Who? Who's there? In the middle of the night, playing pranks on me?"
Yan Shihong called out several times, but no one answered. Helpless, he braced himself and approached the bundle, reaching out to open it.
The cloth was unwrapped, revealing a human head inside.
Yan Jie's eyes were wide open, staring blankly at Yan Shihong.
The air instantly fell silent.
A few seconds later, a pig-like scream erupted from the villa.
"Ah!!!"
Yan Shihong, terrified, scrambled under the table and called for his subordinates. He threw Yan Jie's head aside.
After a long, long time, he finally recovered from his shock.
"Uncle Jie is... dead?"
Yan Shihong didn't know what to do for a moment.
Yan Jie had gone to take Lu Ming's head, but instead of returning with it, his own head had been delivered. Who dared to do this?
Lu Ming?
Yes, it had to be him; there was no one else.
Yan Shihong swallowed and looked out the door again.
Outside, it was dark.
He suddenly realized that Lu Ming must have opened the door moments ago, thrown the head in, and then left silently.
He came and went without a sound, and the Yan family's subordinates hadn't detected a single thing!
To Lu Ming, the Yan family was like his own backyard.
If Lu Ming had unleashed his killing intent just now, the Yan family might have been strewn with corpses.
The more he thought about it, the more fear gripped him.
Yan Shihong slumped to the ground with a thud, muttering to himself, "I've really kicked a steel plate this time. I've offended someone I shouldn't have. Lu Ming, what kind of monster is he?"
...
The night passed without incident.
Daylight soon arrived. Yan Jie's body had long since been thoroughly disposed of by Xiu Luo.
Jiang Mengxin, Jiang Lan, and Yuan Keying woke up one after another.
All three were surprised, wondering why they had fallen asleep inexplicably, and why they had all fallen asleep together, as if they had been drugged.
They weren't wrong; they had indeed been drugged.
To ensure his plan went smoothly, Lu Ming had added a mild sedative to their food, allowing them to rest peacefully in the office all night while he resolved all the issues without their knowledge.
However, the drug Lu Ming administered was not only harmless but also conducive to sleep and better recovery.
Jiang Mengxin rubbed her eyes and said in alarm, "Oh no, we all fell asleep at the same time. Could that scoundrel Yan Jie have done something?"
Yuan Keying chimed in, "Very likely! That old geezer is most fond of underhanded tactics."
Jiang Lan looked around and noticed Lu Ming was gone. She said nervously, "Where's Lu Ming? Where did he go? Don't tell me... don't tell me Yan Jie got him..."
Jiang Lan couldn't finish her sentence, fearing Lu Ming had been dealt with by Yan Jie.
Just then.
The office door opened, and Lu Ming entered with a smile, pushing a trolley laden with all sorts of breakfast items.
Fried dough sticks, buns, soy milk, fried eggs, tea eggs, white congee...
Lu Ming smiled and said, "Are the three of you hungry? I've prepared a sumptuous breakfast for you. Let's eat together."
The three women were simultaneously startled.
Jiang Lan stared blankly at Lu Ming, a mixture of shock and joy on her face, "Lu Ming, you're not dead?"