Fu Tianyou reached out to open the woven bag, and instantly felt his scalp tingle. Inside was a corpse - it was Yan Qinglong’s frozen body.
"What... what does this an?"
Fu Tianyou swallowed hard, looking at Tang Ming uncertainly.
"Yan Qinglong tead up with Hao Jian to plot against . This dead man was killed by on the spot. It seems he was one of your Ming Group’s people, right?"
Tang Ming looked at Fu Tianyou playfully.
"He... he used to be part of the Ming Group, but I expelled him a month ago for misconduct. His actions have nothing to do with the Ming Group!"
Fu Tianyou decisively distanced himself, coldly looking at Hao Jian: "And this guy claims that it was under my instruction. Do you have evidence?"
"Evidence? Fu Tianyou, are you underestimating , Tang Ming?"
Tang Ming squinted his eyes, looking coldly at Fu Tianyou: "Lengzhan colluding with Hao Jian to persecute the Heavenly Cloud Palace, you sacrifice a pawn to protect the king, severing ties. That’s why I didn’t deal with you. But if you’re pulling this trick again, isn’t that looking down on ?"
"So you killed him... what exactly do you an?"
Fu Tianyou looked coldly at Tang Ming.
"The aning is simple. I don’t care whether this was under your instruction or not, but the actions of the Ming Group have already successfully angered . I don’t need evidence to declare war on the Ming Group."
Tang Ming adjusted his clothes, looking coldly at Fu Tianyou: "My patience has limits. I might have turned a blind eye to your little skirmishes, but you’ve crossed my line. Even without evidence, I won’t let you go."
"Bastard, you’re being unreasonable."
Fu Tianyou’s face darkened, gritting his teeth as he glared at Tang Ming: "Don’t think my Ming Group is easy to bully, we can always go to war."
"Go to war? Hahaha, the war has already begun."
Tang Ming laughed wildly, "Fu Tianyou, today I’ll show you how terrifying I, Tang Ming, can be."
"You... what do you intend to do? Do you dare to kill here?"
Fu Tianyou’s face beca unsightly. If Tang Ming really made a move here, with the strength of a Nine-star Martial Master, he would be unable to resist.
"Kill you? What’s the point? Is your life worth as much as the lives of those you’ve hard?"
Tang Ming sneered, exuding cold killing intent: "I want to uproot your Ming Group."
"Hahaha, Tang Ming, you overestimate yourself."
Upon hearing this, Fu Tianyou instead laughed loudly: "The Ming Group has developed to this day, with power spread across the country. Even if you are a Nine-star Martial Master, you absolutely cannot oppose the Ming Group."
"Is that so? Then let’s wait for news."
Tang Ming shrugged indifferently.
"Wait for what news?"
Fu Tianyou furrowed his brows, feeling an ominous premonition.
Just as he finished speaking, Fu Tianyou’s phone rang.
Fu Tianyou looked at the phone on the table with confusion.
"Answer, there’s good news."
Tang Ming smiled faintly.
"Hmph."
Fu Tianyou snorted coldly, picking up the phone in front of Tang Ming.
"Hello, Director Fu, sothing terrible happened. I’m a mber of the West Sea Province Ming Group branch. Minister Yang Bupo was just killed."
"What? He’s a Three-star Martial Master. How could he be killed? What was the opponent’s level?"
Fu Tianyou’s face changed dramatically, shouting in disbelief.
"We... we don’t know either. Minister Yang was killed while enjoying himself with a woman. By the ti we found him, the corpse was already cold."
"This... bastard."
Fu Tianyou couldn’t help but curse angrily, then hung up the phone hatefully, staring coldly at Tang Ming: "Songlan City is in West Sea Province. You really are ruthless enough to kill the head of a branch?"
"Don’t rush, take your ti."
Tang Ming grinned, looking playfully at Fu Tianyou.
"You..."
Just as Fu Tianyou was about to speak, the phone on the table rang again.
"Hello, this is Fu Tianyou."
Fu Tianyou quickly picked up the phone.
"Deputy Director, I am from the Southwest Province branch. Our leader was assassinated on the way to the branch."
"What?"
Fu Tianyou’s face changed drastically, looking incredulously at Tang Ming.
Then another phone on the table rang.
Fu Tianyou quickly hung up the call, then picked up another phone, and it was the sa news — another Ming Group branch leader was assassinated.
After that, Fu Tianyou’s phone continued to ring nonstop, each call reporting the assassination of a branch minister.
Tang Ming sat on the chair, smiling as he trimd his nails.
"Tang Ming, you are too ruthless, implenting assassinations on the Ming Group’s branch leaders nationwide?"
Fu Tianyou’s face was dark as he stared at Tang Ming, puzzled inside about how Tang Ming could have so many experts under him.
It’s known that those who can be appointed as Ming Group branch leaders are all martial masters. To kill a martial master requires at least martial master-level strength. With so many people killed across the country, could it be that Tang Ming has dozens of martial masters under him?
"Fu Tianyou, you’re talking without evidence. Without proof, how can you say these things were done by ?"
Tang Ming looked at Fu Tianyou playfully, sneering: "I ca to find you with witnesses and physical evidence, and you slander like this? That’s not right, is it?"
"You... stop pretending, who else but you would dare to do this to the Ming Group?"
Fu Tianyou gritted his teeth as he glared at Tang Ming, his face extrely grim.
"Haha, if I really had such strength, I’d directly target the Fu Family."
Tang Ming sneered, then beca puzzled: "Right, with so many people dead, how co none of the Fu family mbers died?"
"You... don’t act recklessly."
Upon hearing this, Fu Tianyou’s face changed drastically. With assassinations of this scale, if it were targeted at the Fu Family, they would surely suffer heavy casualties.
At this mont, Fu Tianyou suddenly rembered that important mbers of the Hao Family were killed overnight, leaving only Hao Jian. Could Tang Ming be hiding a terrifying assassin squad?
"Bang!"
At this mont, a Ming Group mber rushed into the office in a panic, then fell on the ground.
"What are you doing? Rushing around like this, where’s the discipline?"
Fu Tianyou angrily shouted at the subordinate.
"Deputy Director, sothing bad happened! Our high-level Tribute, Elder Song Chang, was just found dead at ho."
The subordinate reported with a pale face.
"What?"
Fu Tianyou’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked towards Tang Ming, then at the subordinate: "When did this happen? Who did it?"
"Just now, soone heard screams. When I broke in, I found him dead at ho. It looks like he was poisoned, his whole body was black."
"How could this happen?"
Fu Tianyou slumped into his chair, fearfully observing Tang Ming.
Song Chang was an Eight-star Martial Master. The death of such a dignified Eight-star Martial Master is a huge loss for the Ming Group.
User Comments
0 comments from readers