People exhibit all sorts of peculiar behaviors when facing death. Jia Chunming had blood on his hands; he had seen people weep inconsolably, wet themselves, face death with unwavering righteousness, and even curse that they would return as ghosts for revenge.
Everyone was different.
But Jia Chunming had never encountered anyone like Lu Ming.
Even with death looming, he showed no fear. Instead, he was remarkably calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.
It was as if Lu Ming was the one who was going to die, not Jia Chunming.
This feeling was profoundly strange.
Jia Chunming stared at Lu Ming and said, "What did you just say? You don't intend to let me go? Heh, you little brat, does your mother know you're so full of yourself? Open your damn eyes and see clearly. I have twenty to thirty men here, each with a large cleaver. No matter how skilled you are, you'll never get out of here alive! And you say you won't let me go? Pfft, are you trying to amuse me?"
Lu Ming sighed helplessly.
The world was full of foolish people who treated well-intentioned advice as if it were the wind.
Lu Ming looked at Jia Chunming and retorted, "According to you, whoever has more people and better equipment gains the upper hand and gets to speak loudest?"
Jia Chunming sneered, "Isn't that obvious?"
"Indeed. In that case, take a look at the men under my command. How do they measure up?" With that, Lu Ming snapped his fingers, and the sound of clicking echoed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The front and back doors of the courtyard were suddenly kicked open, and a large crowd surged in.
Jia Chunming was stunned for a moment before reacting.
He said, "Well played, Lu Ming. I wondered why you dared to come to the Jia residence alone. You were prepared. But do you think your men can compare to mine? My subordinates are all hardened criminals who have served time and spilled blood! What kind of trash did you bring? Tonight, not only will you die, but so will your men!"
Heh, it was laughable.
Lu Ming was utterly speechless.
This Jia Chunming, with his large group of ex-convicts, dared to act so recklessly. He didn't realize that the warriors Lu Ming brought had all fought in actual battles, wielding real weapons!
A bunch of street thugs who had served time, compared to regular soldiers?
Was there any comparison?
Moreover, Jia Chunming's men were armed with cleavers, while Lu Ming's team was equipped with at least one handgun per person.
Jia Chunming waved his hand, "Brothers, tonight we shall slaughter! Pick up your cleavers, kill anyone you see, show no mercy!"
His men raised their cleavers and charged towards the soldiers.
But…
Everything changed when the soldiers drew their handguns and aimed the dark muzzles at them.
"Are those handguns?"
"Really?"
"No way!"
As the subordinates were filled with confusion, a soldier showed no mercy. He fired a shot, hitting one man in the thigh. Blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah!!!" The subordinate writhed on the ground in agony, clutching his bleeding thigh.
The situation instantly reversed.
"Holy hell, they're real guns! These guys came with guns!"
"I'm not fighting, I'm not fighting anymore."
"I surrender, don't kill me."
In less than ten seconds, the subordinates dropped their cleavers and raised their hands in surrender.
The 'battle' had begun and ended within seconds.
Jia Chunming stood there, utterly embarrassed.
He was dumbfounded!
He roared, "What are you doing?! I pay you good money to fight for me, and this is how you act? Surrendering? Have you no shame?"
To his surprise, his subordinates revolted.
"Hey, hey, hey, we took a little money from you, but you don't expect us to risk our lives, do you?"
"It's not impossible to fight for you, but the problem is, they have so many guns. If we fight, we're just throwing our lives away for nothing. What's the point?"
"Exactly. You only paid us a pittance and now you expect us to lay down our lives. I'm speechless."
These men were bullies who picked on the weak and feared the strong.
Normally, when they outnumbered others, they acted like divine beings. But the moment they encountered someone stronger, they wilted instantly.
A bunch of opportunists.
Jia Chunming was infuriated. He had spent so much money to gather such a useless group.
Lu Ming shook his head with a smile.
He said, "Money can't buy loyalty. When you were on top, they happily took your money and bullied others. But if you fall on hard times and expect them to fight for you, you are simply foolish."
Given Jia Chunming's cunning, he should have understood this principle.
The problem was… he was unwilling to accept it!
"Damn it, even if I'm the only one left, I'll take your head tonight to avenge my son's spirit."
"Lu Ming, you die!"
"Ah!!!"
Jia Chunming brandished his cleaver and charged, swinging it towards Lu Ming's head.
Judging by the speed and ferocity, it was clear he had taken lives before; otherwise, his first attempt to kill wouldn't have been so practiced and seasoned.
Lu Ming sighed.
He had initially considered sparing Jia Chunming out of sympathy for his grief over his son, but that was no longer possible.
Misfortune brought by heaven may be survived.
Misfortune brought upon oneself cannot be survived!
"If you want my life, then I will take yours!"
Lu Ming no longer held back. He took a step forward, closing the distance to Jia Chunming. Before Jia Chunming could strike, Lu Ming grabbed his head, roared, and channeled all his strength into his hands, smashing Jia Chunming's head against the wall.
Instantly, a bloom of red erupted.
Jia Chunming was dead!
"Hoo…" Lu Ming took a deep breath, dropped Jia Chunming's corpse, and strode into the courtyard.
The thugs, terrified, scattered, clearing a path for Lu Ming.
Lu Ming walked in silence, a terrifying specter under the moonlight.
He walked out of the courtyard step by step.
Not a soul dared to speak.
Only after Lu Ming had left did they dare to breathe freely. The Warlord's killing intent was too formidable.
Afterward, the soldiers cleaned up the scene.
They took the thugs away and into custody, and dealt with Jia Chunming's body.
Thus, the Jia family, a formidable clan in Modu, was annihilated overnight. Not only were the people dead, but even more bizarrely, all of the Jia family's business operations were frozen.
The company was transferred, assets were seized, and relatives were isolated.
The Jia family.
Such a colossal entity collapsed in a single night.
No one knew why.
Nor did anyone know who was responsible.
People only understood one thing: the Jia family had offended a supreme being they shouldn't have, leading to their annihilation overnight.
As for who that supreme being was,
rumors abounded.