Sang Biao was renowned in Fog City, and in a way, his fame even overshadowed that of the Sleeping Dragon of Fog City.
This was because Sang Biao's methods were exceedingly ruthless. He never left enemies alive, torturing them relentlessly before finally killing them.
He was, in essence, an executioner!
Even Han Shichong would rarely employ Sang Biao, a testament to his sheer brutality.
Thus, the moment Su Wanran saw Sang Biao arrive, she urged Lu Ming to leave. If Sang Biao caught them, they would surely be flayed and have their bones ground to powder.
However, to her dismay, Lu Ming had no intention of fleeing.
Not only did he not run, but he also picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing, "So spicy, so spicy, but I'm gradually getting used to this level of heat. A few more times, and I should be able to catch up to your level, Wanran."
Su Wanran was speechless. This was hardly the time to be thinking about food when their lives were at stake.
"Hurry up and go!" Su Wanran urged again.
But.
Sang Biao had already arrived.
Xue Zong waved his hand, ordering his subordinates to block off all surrounding exits, leaving Lu Ming no chance to escape.
Su Wanran panicked.
She coughed and said, "Xue Zong, Sang Biao, you're not going to kill someone in broad daylight, are you? This is Fog City, a place of laws!"
Laws? Heh, in Fog City, the Sleeping Dragon was the law!
Before Xue Zong could speak, Sang Biao licked his lips and leered at Su Wanran, "Such a beautiful little lady, a real vixen. You must be incredibly fun to play with. I, ah, I love hearing the shrill screams of pretty little girls the most."
If anyone else had said that, Su Wanran would have retorted angrily.
But coming from Sang Biao, Su Wanran felt nothing but fear. She now had to worry not only for Lu Ming's safety but also for her own predicament.
It was quite possible that Su Wanran would die alongside Lu Ming today.
As for Sun Yao, who was standing nearby, he had already pushed his chair back, ready to bolt at any moment. After all, Lu Ming had promised him that he could run if he felt danger.
The three-person team, before even finishing a celebratory feast, might be parting ways.
Suddenly.
Lu Ming casually asked, "Wanran, is this Sang Biao fellow a bad person?"
His question drew scornful smiles from everyone around.
A bad person?
To call Sang Biao a bad person was far too polite. 'Beast' would be a more fitting description.
"No way, someone actually doesn't know Sang Biao?"
"He'll find out how terrifying Sang Biao is soon enough."
"We should stay further away, just in case some blood splatters on us."
The sensible ones got up and moved aside, daring not to get involved in Sang Biao's affairs, fearing they might be implicated.
Lu Ming repeated himself, "Is this Sang Biao a bad person?"
Su Wanran rolled her eyes, exasperated, and timidly replied, "He's not bad, he's evil. So evil that his sins have filled the heavens!"
Her words clearly stated Su Wanran's stance and revealed Sang Biao's nature.
Lu Ming nodded and said, "Since he is a great villain, he should naturally be brought to justice. How could I possibly run? Looking at the reactions of the people in the shop, they are all extremely fearful of Sang Biao. It's imaginable how many wicked deeds he has committed. Such an evil person, I will make him face justice today!"
Su Wanran heard this and rolled her eyes again.
She now understood why Jiang Mengxin didn't like going out with Lu Ming. This man truly courted trouble. He was facing death but still spouting empty threats.
If Sang Biao were that easy to deal with, would people still be afraid? A pig's brain would know better!
Sang Biao chuckled.
It had been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him like this.
Nowadays, when he appeared, people would soil themselves in fear and beg for mercy on their knees, which was no fun at all. He enjoyed subduing those who were defiant and strong-mouthed the most.
This was a joyous occasion, as he had encountered such a person today!
Sang Biao said with a smile, "This is wonderful. I don't know how long it's been since I've enjoyed the thrill of 'defeating' someone. Xue Zong, thank you for bringing me out, allowing me to relive this joy."
Saying this.
He forcefully pulled the thick hemp rope and grinned sinisterly, "Lu Ming, my favorite thing to do is to conquer stubborn people like you. Now, I'll give you two choices: either you hang yourself with this thick hemp rope right here, or I will slaughter your entire family, starting with your fiancée, Jiang Mengxin! Choose yourself."
Upon hearing this, the crowd shook their heads.
It was the same old tactic.
Sang Biao often forced people to choose. Some, fearing death, chose the second option; others, to protect their families, chose the first.
But in reality, no matter what they chose, their entire family would end up dead.
Did you think betraying your family would save you? No, Sang Biao would drag out the corpses of your family members, renege on his word, and make you die with them.
Did you think sacrificing yourself would protect your family? That wouldn't work either. When you were on the verge of death, Sang Biao would kill your family, letting you die in extreme pain and rage.
Those who knew Sang Biao understood that this was his usual method of destroying people's spirits.
No matter what you chose, it meant utter destruction.
There was no difference.
As long as Sang Biao intended to play this game with you, be prepared for utter annihilation, and don't hold any expectations.
Su Wanran's face turned pale, and she looked at Sang Biao in terror. She knew Sang Biao was trying to trick Lu Ming, and she knew what Sang Biao intended to do.
But stubbornly.
Lu Ming still appeared indifferent, showing no fear, and said with a chuckle, "Sang Biao, a dying man like you, what right do you have to make me choose?"
Su Wanran felt like fainting. As expected, Lu Ming was as arrogant as ever.
Sang Biao, upon hearing this, did not get angry. Instead, he burst into laughter, "Excellent, excellent! Lu Ming, you are truly excellent. I haven't encountered such a gem in a very long time. I want to take you back to my laboratory and study you thoroughly, to see why you are so stubborn."
The so-called study was, in fact, skinning, dismembering, and disemboweling, making people regret their words in extreme agony.
Many stubborn individuals had ended up in Sang Biao's laboratory, and without exception, all of them regretted speaking defiantly to Sang Biao.
Sang Biao tied the rope into a loop, preparing to put it around Lu Ming's neck and drag him away by force.
Just then.
The door of a private room on the second floor opened, and a woman wearing a dark black dress, with wavy hair and a voluptuous figure, walked out.
She walked silently to the top of the stairs and called out to those below, "Xue Zong, Sang Biao, today is a joyous occasion for me. I've specially paid for everyone's expenses today, so let's all be happy. Can you two please not ruin my mood and choose another day for your revenge?"
Who was so audacious?
Xue Zong looked up, and just as he was about to curse, he saw the woman in black and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. The curse died in his throat.
Xue Zong's face broke into a fawning smile. "Oh, I didn't realize Miss Tang was here. It is indeed my fault for disturbing your enjoyment. I deserve to die."