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"Hiss!" Seeing the tragic state of Black Death Tiger, the recently risen, wobbling Drunken Master couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

The strength of the Black Death Tiger from Wanchai is quite renowned in Hong Kong Island. This guy has trained his physique to the point where he can contract and expand his bones, increasing his size.

When his entire physique turns black, he can withstand the blade of a knife without breaking the skin, leaving only a white mark.

It's not horizontal training, yet it surpasses horizontal training.

Even Drunken Master himself couldn't guarantee being a match for Black Death Tiger.

But now, he's been punched into the air by someone?

Drunken Master trembled all over, as Wang Longhu's strength seemed to surpass his imagination.

"What are you dazing off for? It looks like you're doing Turtle Fist, not Drunken Fist." Defeating a Ming Jin Martial Artist was no great surprise for Wang Longhu.

In terms of martial arts, Black Death Tiger doesn't compare to Nalan Lei. His fighting relies purely on brute force honed from intense physical training. This brute force approach becomes a disadvantage when faced with someone skilled in using softness to overcome strength.

Wang Longhu advanced with a step, knee up, colliding with Drunken Master. This guy practiced Drunken Fist, his movements slippery and agile, countering fierce boxing.

No matter how fierce a punch is, it relies on momentum and force. If someone can make your energy fizzle out, the Martial Artist using fierce boxing would find it very uncomfortable.

Thus, this time Wang Longhu moved faster. As soon as Drunken Master fully blocked Wang Longhu's knee, he wanted to dodge, but Wang Longhu was already in front of him. He trapped Drunken Master's heel with one leg, entirely interrupting his footwork, and slapped him fiercely across the left cheek.

In an instant, over a dozen bloodstained teeth flew out, spraying from Drunken Master's mouth like popcorn, leaving him wobbly and dazed before collapsing to the ground.

This time, he truly looked as if he was drunk.

"Please, don't kill me!"

At the moment of falling to the ground, Drunken Master still didn't forget to wave his hand pleadingly, as he already saw Wang Longhu's high-raised leg, ready to stomp down.

"Let me ask you, who sent you, where did you take Zheng Dongliang? Come clean, or you won't leave here alive tonight."

Hearing this guy plead, Wang Longhu pulled him up and quickly asked.

"Lu, Lu family, the Lu family Patriarch Lu Pingshan sent us to snatch Zheng Song's Purple Ganoderma for life extension, but I really don't know who Zheng Dongliang is. I never received orders to capture anyone."

Drunken Master's left cheek was swollen, struggling to speak with a mouth full of broken teeth, he hurried to explain.

He was truly afraid of Wang Longhu's wrath and feared another slap if his answer was unsatisfactory.

"Lu family...Lu Pingshan again." Wang Longhu frowned, thinking how bothersome it was.

In Dong County, Lu Tianxing is part of this Lu family, and in order to extend Lu Pingshan's life, he knocked Master Yan Jie into the ICU, just to seize the Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

And now, Lu Pingshan has sent people to the Zheng family's facility to seize some Purple Ganoderma, also for life extension.

This old guy is truly obsessed with prolonging his life.

"We're just doing the job for money, and, well, please spare our lives." Seeing Wang Longhu calm down, Drunken Master hurried to add.

He had a fairly good relationship with Black Death Tiger. The two would occasionally go to nightclubs in Hong Kong Island to find pretty girls to drink and sing karaoke. If they could save their lives, both would benefit greatly.

"How many people did you bring tonight?" Wang Longhu released Drunken Master. If he was telling the truth, then it was others who captured Zheng Dongliang.

This lad would most likely be taken to Hong Kong Island, used by Lu Pingshan as a tool to threaten Zheng Song in exchange for what he desired.

Drunken Master answered honestly, "Fifteen, but aside from Black Death Tiger and Ironhead Lin, I'm not too familiar with the others. I only know they're all skilled enough to fight dozens of people."

"Fifteen Ming Jin experts, Lu Pingshan really went all out. Since I started practicing martial arts, I've never seen as many Ming Jin experts as tonight." Wang Longhu thought to himself.

Although Ming Jin and Dark Force experts aren't common among the public, if wealthy people are willing to pay the price, they can indeed gather them.

To hire fifteen Ming Jin experts at once shows how important Lu Pingshan considers tonight's task of obtaining the Purple Ganoderma, he was determined to succeed.

"Where are they now?" Wang Longhu asked.

"I-I don't know either. After entering the facility, everyone dispersed to take action on their own." Drunken Master quickly shook his head, fearing that a delayed answer would earn him a slap from Wang Longhu.

"You don't need to look for them; they've already been cleared out by me."

A playful voice suddenly floated from afar, and a tall figure strolled over leisurely. He glanced at the deceased Ironhead Lin, the injured Black Death Tiger, and the swollen-faced Drunken Master, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Lu Tieying! Why are you here!" Seeing this person appear, Drunken Master exclaimed incredulously.

As a representative of Lu family's underground business, no one in the underground circles couldn't recognize what Lu Tieying looked like.

That this adopted son of Lu Pingshan has appeared here in the mainland shocked Drunken Master immensely.