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This mindset stemming from status is Lu Tieying's greatest flaw!

He fears death, and he doesn't dare to die!

Seeing Wang Longhu adopting a mutually destructive stance, Lu Tieying was startled and instinctively prepared to retreat, seeking another opportunity to attack.

But Wang Longhu wouldn't give him that chance when his attack weakened. Immediately, he clasped Lu Tieying's head with both palms and violently forced it down, colliding directly with Wang Longhu's rising knee.

Bam!

An immense force of over a thousand pounds exploded from Wang Longhu's leg, and the Dark Force was entirely infused into Lu Tieying's brain.

As the two most difficult spots on the body to train for Dark Force energy strikes, Lu Tieying absolutely couldn't use Dark Force to protect his head.

In an instant, his two eyes burst open, spraying out twin streams of red and white blood from their sockets.

At the same time, blood gushed out from his nose, mouth, and ears, twisting his face beyond recognition, so much so that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

With Wang Longhu's hands releasing, the already lifeless Lu Tieying collapsed to the ground, and a puddle began to spread beneath him.

It was due to brain death that his body's sphincters failed, causing feces and urine to be uncontrollably expelled from the body.

"Dead, he's dead... Lu Tieying is dead?" Not far away, Zui Yige witnessed this scene personally, and his expression turned numb.

As someone from Hong Kong, no one knew Lu Tieying's reputation better than Zui Yige. There had been a five million Hong Kong Dollar bounty from the underground leader to take Lu Tieying's head.

But years passed, and no one succeeded, while four years later that leader mysteriously died at home one night, with no one knowing who did it.

But now, the underground War God of Hong Kong was alive and dead right in front of Zui Yige.

"Who on earth is this Mainland Martial Artist..." Zui Yige muttered with a trembling voice.

"Come here." Wang Longhu turned his head and waved to Zui Yige.

The two were seven or eight meters apart at this moment. If he wanted to run, there might still be a chance to escape Wang Longhu, find a place to hide in the factory, and sneak back to Hong Kong safely.

But Zui Yige didn't dare to gamble. If he failed, his fate would be death.

"Big brother, what are your orders?"

Before Wang Longhu's voice fell, Zui Yige instantly ran over ingratiatingly.

"How's your influence or connections in Hong Kong?" Wang Longhu asked seriously.

But Wang Longhu didn't want to hear it, immediately raising a hand to stop him: "That's good, come with me, tell me more about the Lu family."

Without minding Lu Tieying's corpse, Wang Longhu took a phone from him, kicked him aside, and walked directly toward the factory gate.

Since Lu Tieying said he had already dealt with the remaining Hong Kong Martial Artists, Wang Longhu didn't need to find the others anymore.

Now, he needed to find Uncle Wu, explain what happened tonight, and inform him that Zheng Dongliang had been captured by the Lu family.

...

"What? The Lu family has captured Xiaoliang?!"

When Uncle Wu heard the news brought back by Wang Longhu, his face instantly burst with an uncontrollable killing intent.

He had been working with Zheng Song many years ago, serving as Zheng Song's personal bodyguard. Having never married or had children, Zheng Song would bring Uncle Wu home for holiday meals.

Over time, Uncle Wu treated Zheng Dongliang as his own grandson and cherished him dearly.

Don't be fooled by Uncle Wu only being a practitioner, reaching the realm of Dark Force wielders brings considerable wealth.

The RS6 that Zheng Dongliang drove was a birthday gift from Uncle Wu, showing his deep affection.

Hearing that his god-grandson had been captured, it was impossible for Uncle Wu not to be furious.

"Uncle Wu, don't be anxious. The factory encountered such a serious attack tonight. I think you should first talk to Zheng Dongliang's father about the situation, let him manage the aftermath, and then we can head to Hong Kong to rescue him together," Wang Longhu soothed him.

If so many people died at the factory in one night, without professionals handling it, it would definitely cause a significant social impact.

If the incident escalated, it would be hard to manage the consequences.

And if Uncle Wu impulsively rushed to Hong Kong for the rescue, unfamiliar with the place, even as a Dark Force expert, he might fall victim to unexpected events.

Let alone rescuing Zheng Dongliang from the Lu family, this matter needs proper planning before action.

Under Wang Longhu's persuasion, Uncle Wu calmed down. He then used the phone Wang Longhu took from Lu Tieying to call Zheng Song, marking the start of a sleepless night.

The factory employees killed in this incident would be publicly labeled as accidental deaths, with the Zheng family offering compensation to the bereaved families.

"Lu Tieying died by my hands. Once the news reaches the Lu family, Lu Pingshan will surely not let it go. Uncle Wu, this time, it seems we must take a hard stance and return the favor. Let's personally go to Hong Kong to decapitate the head!"

In the factory manager's office, Wang Longhu sat on the sofa, sipping tea as he spoke with Uncle Wu.

"From what you've said, it seems earlier in Fu City, Xiaoliang was also kidnapped. Lu Pingshan is out of his mind in his quest to extend his life by any means. This guy really can't be allowed to stay in this world any longer. An old thief surviving in old age is still a thief. This old thief must die," Uncle Wu said fiercely, crushing the ceramic teacup in his hand with a single squeeze.