Chapter 93: Kill Kill Kill!

Lu Jin trembled all over, looking at Lin Yang who was like a killing god.

"Let me go, as long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything!"

Lin Yang's gaze was icy, and he raised the knife in his hand.

Pfft

Lu Jin's entire arm shot up into the sky, and Lu Jin cried out in pain.

Ah!

Seeing Lin Yang still about to attack, Lu Jin endured the pain and kept kowtowing on the ground.

"Let me go, as long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything!"

Seeing Lin Yang had no reaction, Lu Jin gritted his teeth and said.

"My father is the Hall Master of the Heavenly Martial Hall; if you kill me, there will be no place for you to hide in the southwest!"

Lin Yang nodded and said to Lu Jin.

"I'll give you a chance; have your father come save you."

Lu Jin, who had only one hand left, upon hearing that, took out his phone and dialed his father's number.

"Dad, come quickly to the western suburb warehouse to save me!"

"One of my arms has been cut off!"

"If you don't come, that person will kill me!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jin looked at Lin Yang with a deathly pale face, his whole body trembling involuntarily.

Lin Yang ignored him, walked over to Lin Ying'er, picked her up, and headed toward the outside of the warehouse.

After arriving outside the warehouse, Lin Yang said softly.

"You can open your eyes now."

When Lin Ying'er opened her eyes, she hugged Lin Yang and burst into tears.

"Brother, you scared me to death!"

Seeing Lin Ying'er crying loudly, Lin Yang patted her on the shoulder.

"It's okay, you can relax."

"I'll take responsibility for everything."

As he finished speaking, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up in front of them.

Wei Ying got out of the driver's seat and came up to Lin Yang.

"Mr. Lin, are you alright?"

Lin Yang shook his head and said, "You came at just the right time; you can take Ying'er back with you!"

Wei Ying glanced at Lin Ying'er, hesitated a moment, and said.

"Mr. Lin, my father knows people from the Heavenly Martial Hall; why don't I go back and have him negotiate with them?"

Lin Yang shook his head and said, "Just take Ying'er back; I'll handle things here."

Hearing Lin Yang's indisputable words, Wei Ying gritted her teeth, took Lin Ying'er, and left.

"Brother, come back soon; I'll be waiting for you at home."

Lin Yang smiled and said, "Good."

Watching the Mercedes-Benz drive away, Lin Yang's expression gradually grew grim.

Six years ago, when something happened to my family, I was powerless.

Six years later, when he learned that Ying'er was still alive, he swore not to let anyone harm her in the slightest.

If anyone hurts her, even if I slaughter his entire clan, what of it!

He returned to the warehouse and saw Lu Jin trying to sneak out the back door.

A thought moved, and the knife at his feet shot straight at Lu Jin, embedding into the door in front of him with a clanging sound.

Lu Jin instantly went limp from fear, trembling all over.

The blood from his arm kept flowing, and his face grew paler and paler.

"Please, spare me."

He rolled and crawled to Lin Yang's feet, begging for mercy.

Hearing that, Lin Yang shook his head.

"You touched someone you shouldn't have; you must pay the price!"

Bang!

The huge iron door was kicked open, and an angry voice rang out.

"What a big mouth, daring to make Lu Tiansheng's son pay the price!"

Lu Tiansheng, face full of killing intent, entered the warehouse with three people.

Looking at Lu Tiansheng with his eight-character beard and a vicious expression, he shook his head.

"Your son made a mistake; naturally he must pay the price."

"Bullshit, what did my son do that it's your business to interfere?"

"Besides, my son could never make a mistake!"

Seeing Lu Tiansheng's arrogance and domineering attitude, Lin Yang finally understood why Lu Jin was so arrogant.

"They say 'if the son is not taught, it is the father's fault'; applied to you, that's absolutely true!"

At that moment, Lu Jin struggled to his feet.

"Dad, save me!"

When Lu Tiansheng saw his son missing an arm, he roared in anger.

"I'll kill you!"

Lin Yang grabbed Lu Jin and lifted him up, pinching his neck.

"You're getting angry over this?"

Seeing Lin Yang like that, Lu Tiānshēng suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth, and said to Lin Yang.

"How much money do you want? Just say it."

Lin Yang shook his head and said: "He hit my sister; it's not about money."

Lu Tiānshēng snorted coldly and said: "It's just that he hit your sister, right?"

"You keep saying you don't want money, aren't you just trying to jack up the price?"

"Name your price, five million, and release my son!"

Seeing Lin Yang unmoved, Lu Tiānshēng gritted his teeth and said.

"I'll give you ten million; that's my bottom line!"

"Do you think money can settle anything?"

Lu Tiānshēng nodded and said: "In my world, that's how it works!"

Lin Yang smiled and exerted force with his hand.

"Crack"

He directly crushed Lu Jin's throat bone.

Lu Jin's eyes widened instantly, he struggled twice, then fell still.

"Son!"

Lu Tiānshēng shouted in disbelief, staring at Lin Yang.

He never imagined Lin Yang would dare to kill his son right before his eyes!

He gritted his teeth, eyes nearly bursting, staring at Lin Yang.

"How dare you!"

"Your son's life, I bought it for ten million."

"Bullshit! I want you to pay with blood!"

Looking at the exposed Lu Tiānshēng, Lin Yang shook his head.

"Don't get excited; I'm not refusing to give you money."

Seeing the smile appear on Lin Yang's face, Lu Tiānshēng was furious beyond measure, he drew his long sword.

"You really think my Heavenly Martial Hall is easy to provoke?"

He shouted at his followers.

"Kill him for me!"

Everyone exchanged glances, drew their swords, and charged at Lin Yang.

Seeing the crowd rushing at him, Lin Yang sucked a knife from the ground into his hand.

"Just mayflies trying to shake a tree."

Inside the warehouse, waves of wailing cries rose.

Lu Tiānshēng, lying in a pool of blood, trembled as he spoke.

"You can't kill me; I'm a member of the Heavenly Martial Hall!"

"If you kill me, the Heavenly Martial Hall won't let you off!"

Lin Yang lowered his head, looked at the battered Lu Tiānshēng, and gave a faint smile.

"I know you're from the Heavenly Martial Hall; I'll give you a chance—take me to the Heavenly Martial Hall."

Lu Tiānshēng agreed without hesitation.

"Once we get to the Heavenly Martial Hall, can Lin Yang still kill himself?"

"Fine, I agree!"

Lin Yang grabbed him with one hand, sealed his acupoints to prevent him from bleeding to death.

At the gate, Lin Yang drove the car, following Lu Tiānshēng's directions, heading to the Heavenly Martial Hall.

The headquarters of the Heavenly Martial Hall lies in the suburbs, covering a vast area, like a stadium.

Xiao Chen stopped the car, grabbed Lu Tiānshēng, and came to the entrance.

"Everyone of the Heavenly Martial Hall, come out!"

He let out a violent shout that echoed throughout the Heavenly Martial Hall.

Soon, many people appeared at the Heavenly Martial Hall's gate.

Lu Tiānshēng looked at the familiar faces, hope appearing in his eyes.

"Everyone, save me!"

As he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Chen pick up a knife and behead him with one strike.

His head flew into the air, fell to the ground, and rolled to the Heavenly Martial Hall's gate.

The originally noisy Heavenly Martial Hall fell silent instantly.