Lu Ming drove while detoxifying Su Wanran.
To save time, he had to drive at top speed while also attending to Su Wanran's treatment. If he didn't detoxify her quickly, she would die of dehydration.
Therefore, Lu Ming had no choice but to adopt this extremely difficult and dangerous method.
Multitasking. Anyone could do it.
But if the requirement for multitasking was to do both things to the extreme, to do them perfectly, how many people could achieve it?
He floored the accelerator, and the car seemed on the verge of taking flight.
Under such circumstances, let alone detoxifying someone else, even driving steadily was beyond the capability of most people.
But Lu Ming did it!
His left hand firmly gripped the steering wheel, not only driving steadily but also overtaking constantly!
His driving skills were so amazing, it drew loud praise.
At the same time.
His right hand skillfully applied acupuncture needles, gradually drawing out the toxins from Su Wanran's body.
What made it even more difficult was that Su Wanran was restless. She had completely lost consciousness and was thrashing about uncontrollably. Although bound, she was still making a great fuss.
Lu Ming had to steady Su Wanran and restrain her while applying acupuncture!
The sheer number of difficulties was enough to give anyone a headache just thinking about it, let alone executing it.
But gods are gods precisely because they achieve what ordinary people cannot.
The Dragon Warlord was no ordinary man!
Every needle Lu Ming applied was perfectly placed, incredibly precise. After a few minutes, Su Wanran had sixteen needles inserted by Lu Ming.
These sixteen needles helped stabilize her breathing, calmed her body, and expelled the toxins from her body through sweat.
Such extraordinary and divine medical skill was unmatched by anyone else in the world.
Su Wanran regained a bit of consciousness and quieted down, sitting obediently, following Lu Ming's instructions and cooperating with his treatment.
Slowly, as the toxins were continuously expelled, Su Wanran gradually regained consciousness.
"Lu Ming, thank you," Su Wanran said with a weak breath.
Lu Ming's face remained calm as water. "Don't speak, rest well. Most of the poison in your body has been expelled, and you will be fully recovered in a few more minutes. I need to go rescue Mengxin now. Stay in the car and wait for me to return."
With that, Lu Ming pulled the car over to the side of the road, got out, and locked the doors.
After taking care of Su Wanran, he followed the mobile phone's GPS location provided by the Dragon King and stealthily proceeded.
At the same time.
The female assassin brought the drugged Jiang Mengxin to a car repair shop.
Upon arrival at the entrance, she put Jiang Mengxin down and said to a mechanic, "The person is here. Call Fan Xiang out."
As soon as she finished speaking, a man walked out.
It was Fan Xiang!
His face was filled with anticipation. "No need to call, I'm out! Ah, truly worthy of being the number one assassin in the underworld of Fog City. This money was well spent."
Fan Xiang walked over and, upon seeing Jiang Mengxin sleeping soundly, felt like singing with joy.
The female assassin said, "Enough nonsense. Money first, then the person."
"No problem!" Fan Xiang signaled his subordinate, who immediately went to transfer the money.
Within a few minutes, the money arrived.
Fan Xiang said, "Three million has arrived. Please check."
The female assassin took out her phone and checked her account. Indeed, three million had arrived.
She nodded and said, "Alright, I've received the money and handed over the person. If you need to deal with anyone else in the future, contact me. As long as you pay, I can take care of anyone for you."
The female assassin was very confident.
Fan Xiang chuckled, "No problem, I'll look for you if there's more work."
"Goodbye then."
The female assassin turned and left.
Fan Xiang walked over to Jiang Mengxin, looked at her lying on the ground, her alluring figure, and couldn't help but salivate.
"Truly a beauty of this world. Tsk tsk tsk, Patriarch Jiang, so beautiful."
Fan Xiang rubbed his hands and said, "Quick, carry her into the room for me, tie her hands and feet to the bed, and then bring some cold water to wake her up. She's limp as mud, there's no fun like this."
"Yes!"
His subordinates immediately complied.
Fan Xiang loosened his clothes, rubbed his hands, and said, "Patriarch Jiang, today you will be mine. Let's have a happy time together, hahahaha."
Meanwhile.
After receiving the money, the female assassin returned to her car. Just as she was about to open the door, she sensed something unusual behind her.
As an assassin, she was all too familiar with this feeling.
Someone was ambushing her!
"Who?"
The female assassin immediately drew her knife, leaned against the car, and scanned her surroundings.
There was no one.
The surroundings were eerily quiet.
The wind gently rustled the grass by the roadside, and then, a man burst out from the grass, his speed so fast it was barely visible to the naked eye!
The man was like a ferocious tiger, closing the distance in the blink of an eye.
Before the female assassin could even react to what was happening, she felt a coolness on her neck, followed by a gush of blood spraying out from her neck.
With a clang, her corpse fell to the ground. Her phone dropped, displaying an account balance of three million.
She was dead, and the money had no time to be spent.
After disposing of the female assassin, Lu Ming wiped his dagger with his clothes and headed towards the car repair shop.
Today, he would unleash a massacre!
After the repair shop workers carried Jiang Mengxin into the room, they tied her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed with ropes, leaving her lying on the bed in a spread-eagle position.
Then, they woke Jiang Mengxin up with cold water.
Once everything was done, the workers left the room, driven outside by Fan Xiang.
Several of them stood by the door, smoking and grumbling.
"Damn, he's really pulling this stunt. We risked being punished by Sister Yun to help Fan Xiang with this dirty business, and he expects to hog all the benefits without sharing any with us."
"It's one thing that he won't let us have a taste, but he won't even let us watch. That's going too far."
"Jiang Mengxin is so beautiful. You wouldn't find another beauty like her in the entire Fog City. It's a shame that bastard Fan Xiang wants to enjoy her all to himself, not even leaving us the dregs."
"Hmph, if he does business like this, who will work with him in the future?"
The few subordinates grumbled, venting their dissatisfaction.
One subordinate stood up and stretched. As his hand just rose, he heard a 'swoosh.' Before he could even react, he saw a dagger flying towards him, piercing his heart directly!
He died on the spot.
"What's going on?"
"Something's wrong, there's an assassin!"
"Everyone be careful!"
Just as the workers were grabbing their tools, preparing to fight the intruder, a figure appeared beside them with astonishing speed.
It was Lu Ming!
He seamlessly pulled the dagger from the deceased's chest and began a series of relentless stabs.
In less than ten seconds, all six workers were dead, leaving no survivors.
Lu Ming looked towards the inner rooms of the repair shop.
Next to die was the instigator, the second son of the Fan family patriarch, the villain—Fan Xiang!