Everyone present was stunned speechless. No one could have imagined that Lu Ming would be so reckless.
After all, the other party had a gun in their hand. No matter how good your martial arts were, what use would they be against a gun? A sane person would never choose to confront them head-on.
"You're a lunatic, just a complete lunatic!" Jiang Mengxin couldn't help but curse.
She had thought Lu Ming had changed, but he was still the same, acting without thinking. With his personality, she didn't know how he would die!
As expected, since Lu Ming made a move, the other side had no need to be polite.
The gun chambers were loaded.
Yu Tao waved his hand, "Leave them alive, shoot their legs!"
With over a dozen guns firing simultaneously, Lu Ming's legs would surely be riddled with bullets in an instant, leaving him unable to stand.
The crowd of onlookers retreated, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
At the critical moment.
Lu Ming raised his hand and shot out silver needles. *Pfft, pfft, pfft*. The silver needles pierced through the gunmen's wrists, and in the blink of an eye, the pistols clattered to the ground.
The gunmen clutched their injured wrists, as if they had touched an electric current, trembling uncontrollably, unable to even hold on.
This...
Yu Tao was instantly dumbfounded.
He couldn't understand what had happened. How had Lu Ming, with a casual wave, and without anyone seeing him throw anything, incapacitated all his men?
It felt like a magic trick.
"What are you all doing?" Yu Tao roared.
The gunmen were also confused, but they all trembled uncontrollably. Their hands were completely disobedient, just like everyone else's.
Seeing this, Yu Tao quickly realized: he had encountered a master!
Flying needle pressure point attack.
This was not a skill that ordinary people could master.
Yu Tao looked at Lu Ming again, "Heh, you've got some skills. I originally thought you were just a greedy, lustful, trashy guy who relied on women to get ahead. I didn't realize you had some tricks up your sleeve. But your tricks are no match for me! I, Yu Tao, have been through countless battles, tasted blood on the edge of a blade..."
Before he could finish his lengthy speech, Lu Ming shot out another silver needle.
*Whoosh*.
The silver needle cut through the air. Yu Tao didn't have time to react before the needle lodged itself in his body.
His body went numb, and he froze like a stake, falling straight to the ground with a *clang*.
Been through countless battles?
Heh, nothing special.
Lu Ming's superb skills left everyone in awe. This precise silver needle technique was far more impressive than anything seen in movies; it was truly divine.
If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe.
Even Jiang Mengxin, who had always looked down on Lu Ming, was now impressed by his incredible skill.
She thought to herself: No wonder Lu Ming dared to confront Yu Tao head-on. He had the confidence.
As she was thinking, a convoy of cars arrived and stopped not far away. The pedestrians around them parted, not daring to approach, because each car in the convoy bore a flag.
The flag of the Southern Emperor!
Xie Zhong, the Southern Emperor, had arrived.
Yu Tao had sent someone to notify Xie Zhong, and upon learning of Lu Ming's appearance, Xie Zhong had rushed over immediately.
He had expected Yu Tao to have captured the person, and he was only coming to take him away.
To his surprise, the first thing Xie Zhong saw as he stepped out of the car was Yu Tao sprawled on the ground, his subordinates holding their wrists and trembling.
A dozen gunmen, led by an experienced adjutant like Yu Tao, had been defeated.
It was simply unbelievable.
Xie Zhong frowned slightly, walked over, and kicked Yu Tao. He found that Yu Tao was merely immobilized, but still alive.
The opponent had not gone for the kill.
Lu Ming said, "No need to kick him. He's not dead. Because you spared the lives of the three members of the Su family, I'll owe you one, and I'll spare your lives as well."
Heh.
Impressive.
Xie Zhong laughed instead of getting angry. In all these years, no one other than Fan Wentao had dared to speak to him like this.
A grave keeper, a live-in son-in-law, actually dared to say he was sparing Xie Zhong's life.
It was utterly laughable.
"I admire your courage," Xie Zhong said, pointing at Lu Ming. "Frankly, what you've done is enough to get you killed ten thousand times over. But you're incredibly lucky to have survived this long."
"However, that's all in the past."
"Lu Ming, no matter how lucky you've been before, now that you've run into me, your bad luck has begun."
With that, Xie Zhong took a pair of handcuffs from his belt and threw them at Lu Ming, saying, "I'll give you one chance. Put them on yourself and come with me obediently. I won't make things difficult for you and will hand you over to Old Master Fan. I won't interfere with anything else. Your wife, Jiang Mengxin, I'll pretend I didn't see her and let her go. What do you say?"
In fact, Xie Zhong was already being 'merciful'.
This was entirely due to his relationship with the Su family, a special arrangement.
If it were any of the other Four Emperors, they wouldn't have wasted any words with Lu Ming; they would have opened fire immediately, regardless of whether he lived or died. And Jiang Mengxin would certainly not have been let go!
Lu Ming listened and nodded, "You have decent character."
Xie Zhong chuckled, "My character doesn't need your evaluation. Alright, let's not waste time. Put on the cuffs and come with me."
Any ordinary person would have complied.
But who was Lu Ming?
The Dragon Warlord!
Would he listen to you?
Ridiculous!
Lu Ming directly kicked the handcuffs back and retorted, "Because you have decent character, I'll give you one chance too. Take your men and retreat obediently. I won't make things difficult for you today."
Ah...
This...
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
"No, what's going on? Are my ears playing tricks on me? Did you hear that? Lu Ming actually said he wouldn't make things difficult for Emperor Xie!"
"I heard it too."
"Damn, what kind of logic is that? Is he giving up? Putting on a brave face?"
"Emperor Xie is one of the Five Emperors, incredibly powerful! His army is stationed outside the city and can be deployed to Mist City at any time. Dealing with a mere Lu Ming would be as easy as crushing an ant! What makes Lu Ming dare to act tough against him?"
"He's probably cornered and talking nonsense."
Indeed, Lu Ming's words were preposterous, and even Xie Zhong was stunned for a few seconds.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
Xie Zhong said, "I've seen many people like you. Extreme fear leads to rage. When you're enraged, you talk big and say foolish things. Lu Ming, you're talking nonsense right now, proving you're at your wits' end. But it can't be helped. Who told you to offend Old Master Fan? No matter how scared you are, I must bring you to justice!"
These words were truly overbearing.
It seemed Lu Ming had no way out.
Jiang Mengxin also whispered by his side, "Xie Zhong is on a completely different level from Yu Tao. You could handle Yu Tao, but you definitely can't handle Xie Zhong. Listen to me, don't cause trouble, just go with Xie Zhong obediently. At least he won't make things difficult for you or kill you. Don't worry, I'll do everything I can to rescue you."
Rescue?
Is that necessary?
Lu Ming chuckled and stepped in front of Jiang Mengxin, shielding her.
He looked coldly at Xie Zhong and said, "I'm not talking nonsense, and I'm not scared. I'll say it again, because you have decent character, I'll let you go. Leave."
Heh, refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!
Xie Zhong's expression hardened, "Heaven's wrath is forgivable, but self-inflicted ruin is not! Lu Ming, you're asking for it!"