With nearly a hundred thugs as his capital, Yan Shihong's heart immediately relaxed.
He laughed wildly, "Lu Ming, I don't even know how to describe a fool like you. You're the stupidest idiot I've ever met in my life! You actually dared to let me make a phone call. Hahahaha, did you think I couldn't call anyone? Lu Ming, you will pay the price of your life for your arrogance and stupidity! Brothers, hit him, hit him hard, hit him to death!"
With Yan Shihong's command, these people didn't hold back.
One by one, they charged forward, wielding machetes.
Their eyes were all red, roaring, showing no intention of sparing Lu Ming any face. They swung their blades, wanting to hack Lu Ming to death.
Facing such a terrifying situation, Lu Ming did not show the slightest panic.
He took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the baseball bat, and then... then he actually burst out laughing!
"Five years."
"Since repelling the ten enemy nations, I haven't encountered such a scene."
"So nostalgic, so exhilarating."
Although Lu Ming usually appeared to be forbearing and low-key, his bloodline carried a strong killing intent. This killing intent had been suppressed for a full five years, making Lu Ming quite uncomfortable.
Today, he finally found an opportunity to release it.
Tremble, this is the killing intent of a War God!!!
Lu Ming swung the baseball bat and charged forward, like a ferocious lion charging into a flock of sheep, fighting and slaughtering madly.
One bat for each.
Lu Ming's baseball bat swung with great momentum, moving at a speed almost invisible to the eye.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The thugs' leg bones broke one after another.
"Let the storm come more fiercely!"
Lu Ming's eyes were completely bloodshot. He could no longer control the strength in his hands. A few blows landed directly on the thugs' heads, instantly caving them in. They lay on the ground, motionless.
The thugs initially thought they could bully the fewer with numbers.
But.
As they fought, they realized something was wrong.
Lu Ming's strength far exceeded their imagination, and he didn't seem to tire. The more he fought, the more excited and agitated he became.
After one minute, more than forty people were lying on the ground.
The remaining people panicked.
They looked at the man before them, their faces drained of color.
"What kind of monster is this?"
"One man taking on nearly a hundred people, and still holding the upper hand steadily? Is this guy an ancient divine beast?"
"Madman, madman!"
"I'm not fighting anymore. I'm not fighting with this lunatic."
The thugs were all in a panic.
Some of the more timid and cowardly simply threw down their weapons and ran without looking back.
Gradually, more and more people fled.
Coupled with Lu Ming's increasingly brutal attacks.
After another half minute, the nearly hundred men who had arrived were either running or lying down, all dealt with in an instant.
Nearly a hundred men, finished in less than two minutes.
Witnessing all of this, Yan Shihong completely panicked, his pants wetting unconsciously.
Lu Ming let out a long roar.
"It's been so long since I've felt this exhilarated. It's wonderful!"
Suddenly.
He swung the baseball bat and walked towards Yan Shihong again. Yan Shihong, terrified, immediately knelt before Lu Ming, kowtowing repeatedly.
What kind of young master of the Yan family? It was nothing.
Yan Shihong said in terror, "Don't kill me. I have nothing to do with that slut Shen Ziyi. Mr. Lu, you can do whatever you want with her. Please spare my life."
But Lu Ming's next words made Yan Shihong question life again.
Lu Ming neither beat Yan Shihong nor mentioned Shen Ziyi. Instead, he said in a low voice, "Young Master Yan, the people you called were quite weak. Keep calling for more people, call some stronger ones."
Huh?
Not only Yan Shihong, but everyone present was stunned.
What kind of request was this?
Had Lu Ming become addicted to fighting?
Yan Shihong tremblingly took out his phone and dialed again, continuing to call for reinforcements. This time, he called in a lot of people from several business partners.
But unfortunately.
The outcome was the same as before, even worse than the previous nearly a hundred men.
The new batch of people was dealt with by Lu Ming in less than a minute.
Then...
It was the same words, Lu Ming let Yan Shihong continue to call for people.
Thus, a comically absurd scene unfolded.
Yan Shihong kept calling for reinforcements, and Lu Ming kept being surrounded, after which, without a doubt, Lu Ming achieved complete victory.
After repeating this process five or six times, Yan Shihong was completely speechless.
With a clang, his phone fell to the ground.
Lu Ming looked at him and asked, "Why aren't you calling anymore? Continue, I haven't had my fill of fighting."
Haven't had enough?
This is crazy!
Yan Shihong looked at the thugs lying all over the ground, completely stunned.
For the first time.
It was the first and last time he had encountered such a situation.
Someone actually allowed him to call for reinforcements freely, yet Yan Shihong found himself unable to call anyone! Because everyone he could call had been dealt with.
Lu Ming poked Yan Shihong with the baseball bat and said, "Continue, don't stop."
Yan Shihong wailed, "Brother, I was wrong. Don't ask me to call for people anymore. I've called everyone I could. I really can't call anyone else now."
Lu Ming frowned, "No way? For the dignified Yan family, to have such little strength?"
Yan Shihong cried, "We've called all the thugs from our Yan family. There's really no one left, brother, I truly cannot call anyone else."
Sigh...
Lu Ming let out a long sigh.
Then, he raised the baseball bat high and said, "Since that's the case, then there's no need for you to stay. Prepare to meet your death."
"No, don't, brother!" Yan Shihong trembled like a frightened puppy, his pants completely wet.
Lu Ming shrugged, "No? Give me a reason not to hit you?"
Yan Shihong quickly said, "I don't care about Shen Ziyi anymore. You can do whatever you want with her!"
Shen Ziyi, standing nearby, rolled her eyes and cursed, "Yan Shihong, you spineless coward!"
"Is that all?" Lu Ming shook his head and said to Yan Shihong, "After I'm done with you, I'll deal with Shen Ziyi. It's not a conflict."
Yan Shihong immediately added, "Right, Mr. Lu, didn't you record the things that were broken and smashed earlier? I will compensate you for all of it, no, I will compensate you ten times, and I guarantee that within a day, the Xung Rong will be completely renewed and cleaned up!"
Lu Ming pondered, "This condition, it's acceptable, but this little bit of money, I have it myself."
As he spoke, Lu Ming's baseball bat was about to descend.
At the brink of life and death.
Yan Shihong roared, "Xung Rong is such a large company, yet it only has a small storefront of a hundred square meters. This is unacceptable! Mr. Lu, I've decided to buy the entire building next door to be the office space for Xung Rong!"
The baseball bat stopped.
Lu Ming exclaimed, "Tsk tsk tsk, an entire building. That would cost hundreds of millions. Are you sure it's not too expensive? Are you sure you won't say I'm extorting you?"
Yan Shihong said with feigned righteousness, "No! This is all something I am doing willingly. It is an act of justice!"