"I’m his girlfriend."
Lu Xiaolu cooperated seamlessly.
"That’s right, she’s my girlfriend. If you’re targeting her, I need to find out why."
Tang Ming nodded repeatedly.
"You guys... are absolutely shaless."
ng Xianjun was infuriated; what was discussed was a major secret of a few top Martial Arts Families, unexpectedly revealed just like that.
"Alright, alright, now I know you have no ill intentions towards Xiaolu, and even willing to abandon your cultivation and risk your life for her, then I’m relieved."
Tang Ming laughed as he stood up, suddenly curious as he looked at ng Xianjun: "By the way, what exactly is the secret plan you ntioned?"
"I truly don’t know the specifics."
ng Xianjun pouted, warily watching Tang Ming: "And don’t even think about extracting any information from in the future."
"As long as it doesn’t harm the people around , I don’t bother about your plans."
Tang Ming glanced at ng Xianjun: "By the way, with such strong capabilities, which Hidden Force are you from?"
"No comnt."
ng Xianjun frowned, refusing without hesitation.
"So what’s your current cultivation level?"
"No comnt."
"The na of your family’s or sect’s force, can you at least tell that?"
"No comnt."
...
Facing Tang Ming’s probing, ng Xianjun responded with only four words.
"Hey! Had I known this, I should’ve adjusted the ti to five minutes. Asked for so long, didn’t get any useful information."
Tang Ming sighed in frustration.
"Alright, alright, quickly help take this thing off, it’s so heavy."
Lu Xiaolu impatiently tugged at the "bomb" on herself.
"Let do it; this is a real bomb."
Tang Ming quickly stopped Lu Xiaolu, cautiously saying: "If this thing explodes, the three of us are done."
"A real bomb?"
ng Xianjun and Lu Xiaolu exclaid.
"Of course, if it’s not real, how could it fool you?"
Tang Ming chuckled: "But don’t worry, it’s not a tid bomb, it’s remote-controlled, and the remote is in his hand."
"Who?"
"!"
Just then, the masked man who had fled earlier erged, holding a communicator and a red remote control.
"You guys are all in cahoots."
ng Xianjun suddenly realized.
"I am Chu Batian of the Poison Sect."
Chu Batian removed his mask and smiled as he greeted ng Xianjun: "A hero erges in one’s youth. Didn’t expect that powerful Nine-star Martial Master couldn’t withstand in front of Young Master ng, truly eye-opening."
"You crazy?"
ng Xianjun looked at Chu Batian in confusion, this person looked only about twenty-five or six, yet sounded elderly.
"I..."
Chu Batian opened his mouth, then realized his appearance was no longer old.
"Done."
Tang Ming dismantled the bomb, took the remote from Chu Batian, and sighed with emotion: "Brother ng, although I tricked you, it seems you didn’t reveal any earth-shattering secrets? Just ntioned top forces in Martial Arts plotting, Xiaolu is the key to their plot, nothing else ntioned, don’t mind."
"I really didn’t know, or you’d have gotten everything."
ng Xianjun angrily glared at Tang Ming, "You’re really ruthless, killed several people just to get to talk."
"Killed?"
Tang Ming was slightly startled, then realized, chuckling: "A petty man is not virtuous, a man without poison, isn’t a true man. I had no choice."
"Killing innocents, truly despicable."
ng Xianjun was furious yet helpless.
"Hahaha."
Hearing this, Tang Ming and others laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
ng Xianjun frowned in dissatisfaction.
"Nothing, nothing. By the way, I truly didn’t expect Liu Family brothers to actually hire a Nine-star Martial Master to retaliate against . If not for tricking you, letting you misunderstand Liu Zhendong was a threat to Xiaolu, I’d be in danger."
Tang Ming quickly changed the topic, looking regretful.
"Yeah! How did that Nine-star Martial Master suddenly appear here?"
Chu Batian was puzzled, cautiously saying: "His appearance wasn’t part of the plan, I was nearly scared to death."
"Also beyond my expectation, but he truly died unjustly."
Tang Ming chuckled playfully, estimating Liu Zhendong never imagined dying so easily in the city.
"Wait a minute! If Liu Zhendong ca to retaliate against you, doesn’t this an our whereabouts are exposed? Those wanting to deal with you, but can’t act in school, won’t miss this chance, right?"
Lu Xiaolu, after tidying her clothes, worriedly looked at Tang Ming.
"Quickly, let’s go back."
Tang Ming’s expression changed slightly, realizing they were no longer at school, and his enemies weren’t just Liu Family brothers.
As they reached the wall, a figure dashed out.
"Wu Xiaoxia?"
Tang Ming’s expression changed drastically as he rushed forward.
"Oh my, even Wu Xiaoxia cooperates with your act?"
ng Xianjun disdainfully humd.
"This isn’t an act."
Tang Ming glanced at ng Xianjun, reached to support Wu Xiaoxia: "What happened?"
"Soone attacked the manor, their strength was overwhelming, I wasn’t a match."
Wu Xiaoxia, blood on her lips, responded with urgent breaths.
"How can this be?"
Tang Ming quickly helped Wu Xiaoxia check injuries, astonished to find she was already an Eight-star Martial Master, but seriously wounded with internal injuries.
"Rest up with ng Xianjun for now, I’ll treat you later."
Tang Ming looked at ng Xianjun: "Brother ng, this isn’t an act, sothing’s really wrong. Take care of Lu Xiaolu and Xiaoxia, I’ll check it out."
"Alright, we’ll be right there."
ng Xianjun nodded, still warily watching Tang Ming, fearing it was still Tang Ming’s ploy.
To deceive ng Xianjun, Tang Ming hadn’t inford anyone of the act, only Lu Xiaolu, the key figure, knew his plan and agreed to cooperate.
After Tang Ming, ng Xianjun, and others left, Liu ngting and the others were terrified by the successive murders, hiding in their rooms afraid to go out.
Shortly after Tang Ming and others left, two figures infiltrated the manor from another direction and approached their residence.
"Second brother, are you sure Tang Ming is here?"
Zhao Gang asked Zhao Tie, who was observing the hotel from downstairs.
"Young brother’s classmates were confident that Tang Ming and others ca to this resort for a vacation, and we just confird it with the staff."
Zhao Tie squinted, finally landing his gaze on Tang Ming’s room: "That’s the room,-sixteenth floor, 1604."
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