Originally, Lin Mo was studying at Tian Nan University, but later dropped out, so he never really experienced university life.
Upon hearing his words.
The disdain in the eyes of the four people grew a bit more intense, but they concealed it well.
"Nowadays, studying doesn't really have that much effect. Look at our senior Mr. Bill Gates, he also dropped out of university, yet isn't he now the richest man in the world? I wonder where Mr. Zhuo works?"
"I don't have a job." Lin Mo replied indifferently.
Cao Sen was startled for a mont, while the disdain in the eyes of the others turned into scorn.
Seeing Lin Mo like this, with neither a strong family background nor a job, in their eyes, he was just an insignificant figure from the bottom of society. It was baffling why Su Xinhe brought him to such a high-society event.
Noticing Lin Mo had no background and was not a social elite, their attention shifted away from Lin Mo, continuing to chat with social elites like Jing Jin and Han Xuan.
"Xinhe."
"Miss Su."
The voices of two people echoed in everyone's ears.
Two young n, dressed in suits with extraordinary bearing, appeared before everyone.
Previously, Cao Sen, Jing Jin, and others, who were speaking boldly, imdiately had their expressions change, showing utmost reverence.
Liu Huwen, Zeng Xuan, and iqi, the three girls, had their eyes shining as they looked at the two young n. These two were Master Billy and Young Master Morgan, the future heirs of two super ancient families!
"Master Billy."
"Young Master Morgan."
They all showed extre humility, only Lin Mo, Wu Yuexin, and Su Xinhe remained calm.
Billy and Morgan focused their gaze on Lin Mo, seeing his ordinary appearance. Was this Su Xinhe's ex-boyfriend?
Half a year ago, Gloria reported seeing Su Xinhe and Lin Mo eting at a café, but Billy paid no mind at the ti. After all, Su Xinhe wasn't an ordinary woman; the higher she stood, the higher her standards would be. It was unimaginable that she would be interested in an ordinary man.
Now, seeing Lin Mo, Billy was sowhat disappointed. Too ordinary!
"The one on the left is Young Master Morgan." Wu Yuexin whispered beside Lin Mo, equally nervous inside, unsure how Lin Mo would handle the situation. If he resorted to martial power, the Morgan family likely had experts too.
"Lin Mo, you and Little Yue go get sothing to eat, I'll have a chat with Master Billy," Su Xinhe said calmly, looking at Lin Mo.
Su Xinhe was moved that Lin Mo was willing to help out of their past relationship, but she knew inside.
Lin Mo alone couldn't possibly be a match for the Billy and Morgan families.
"Are you the so-called Young Master Morgan?" Lin Mo asked, his gaze indifferent, staring at the man on the left.
"Oh? And you are?" Young Master Morgan squinted slightly, a trace of disdain in his eyes as he looked at Lin Mo. To him, such ordinary people were no more than ants; he could crush them with a single finger.
"Pfft!"
In an instant, Young Master Morgan's head flew off, blood gushing from his neck.
A faint afterimage of a white light lingered in everyone's eyes. Lin Mo slowly retracted his palm, his expression as calm as water.
Chicago City. Sao Paulo Five-star Hotel's 52nd-floor banquet hall, filled with murmurs of conversation, a joyful atmosphere, but as a head rolled to the ground, all the hubbub abruptly ceased, everyone's eyes widened in near disbelief, full of terror, focusing on a young boy with black hair and black eyes within the banquet hall.
The head's eyes stared wide open, filled with disbelief and terror, the headless body toppling backward, making a dull thud.
Su Xinhe opened her cherry-like lips, her beautiful eyes wide open, unable to believe Lin Mo had actually beheaded Young Master Morgan.
"Ah!"
Wu Yuexin was so frightened she imdiately covered her eyes with her slender, fair hands, letting out a low gasp.
As for Jing Jin, Liu Huwen, Cao Sen, Zeng Xuan, iqi, Han Xuan, their faces turned deathly pale, their bodies trembling like a sieve.
"You..."
Master Billy snapped back, his pupils dramatically shrinking, looking at Lin Mo as if he were a devil, "You, how dare you kill Young Master Morgan..."
"You're Xinhe's university classmate, a young master of the Billy family?"
Lin Mo's expression was calm as he asked indifferently.
To him, killing Young Master Morgan seed like an insignificant act of crushing an ant, hardly a reason for emotional change in a human.
Lin Mo had a reason for killing Young Master Morgan; the latter exuded strong blood energy and killing intent, clearly having killed many people. For such a person, Lin Mo showed no rcy.
"Lin Mo."
A clear voice called.
Lin Mo turned his head, looking at Su Xinhe, "What's wrong? For a word from you, I can kill him."
Seeing Lin Mo's nonchalant deanor and indifferent tone, Su Xinhe's eyes widened, gazing at Lin Mo. This boy who had been her classmate through middle and high school and always seed unremarkable in school now seed like a distant mory.
Once, Lin Mo becoming the boy king of Shu Province had indeed shocked her.
But as she grew older and more knowledgeable, Su Xinhe no longer regarded a small-ti boy king of Shu Province as significant. Compared to the likes of the Mo Gen and Billy families, a re underworld figure from Shu Province was far inferior.
But now, Lin Mo had actually beheaded Young Master Morgan with one strike, like slaughtering a chicken or dog. Was he really so strong, even against such powerful families?
"Don't kill him." Su Xinhe hesitated before speaking, after all, Billy had been her classmate and had helped her before.
"Alright."
Lin Mo nodded, coming back to his senses, looking at Billy, and said indifferently, "You may leave now."
Master Billy was so frightened he trembled all over, his limbs icy cold, slowly retreating backward, his face white as a sheet.
The Morgan family's bodyguards imdiately reacted, those stringent security bodyguards instantly surrounding Lin Mo, drawing cold, dark guns, aiming at Lin Mo.
"Those who block shall die!"
Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, taking a step forward, and a bodyguard closest to Lin Mo exploded to death instantly.
The other bodyguards were so scared they quickly retreated several steps.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Gunfire erupted, a dozen bullets tore through the air, flying rapidly.
Yet those rapidly flying bullets suddenly froze ten centiters away from Lin Mo's body, as if an invisible wall blocked them.
Lin Mo took another step forward.
The bodyguard standing directly in front of him was sent flying backward, crashing onto a long dining table ten ters behind, with various wines, plates, and foods crashing to the ground, dying on the spot.
The other bodyguards, seeing this scene, widened their eyes, withdrawing in an explosive retreat.
Lin Mo gently tapped the bullets frozen in front of him, and ding-ding-ding, the dozen bullets clattered to the floor, making crisp sounds.
At this mont.
In the VIP lounge on the second floor of the banquet hall, several middle-aged n and elders stread down the stairs.
"What happened?" a voice roared in fury.
This group of people, led by two foreign middle-aged n, exuded a natural air of superiority, their gaze carrying a touch of arrogant contempt.
The middle-aged man on the left scanned the banquet hall, seeing the headless corpse lying on the ground, his face changed dramatically, glaring and raging, "Harmon, who dared kill my son!"
"Dad."
Billy had already retreated to the staircase entrance, looking at the man standing on the right coming down the stairs, his face pale as he called out.
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