Good heavens!
Lu Ming-Feng had decided to completely kill everyone in the Li, Lei and Wang families.
Had things really come to this after all?
Even though many people in the ballroom had seen this coming, they were still terribly shocked when it was really about to happen.
Lu Ming-Feng was as vicious and aggressive as Ye Fan after all.
Immediately after Lu Ming-Feng gave the command, four or five burly men with bats came walking in from outside.
They immediately walked towards Li Er and the other two men.
Li Er looked like he already knew that Lu Ming-Feng would pull such a stunt. He didn't look panicky at all and actually laughed.
"Lu Ming-Feng, did you think it would be so easy to get rid of me? Did you think we really walked into this trap of yours without making any prior preparations? I told you earlier that we're going to break some of your teeth even if we have to die trying!"
Li Er snorted threateningly, then yelled towards the door, "Master Zheng, I'm counting on you!"
Li Er had already arranged for some fighters to stand guard outside the restaurant before coming.
The one in charge of these men was the one who had the chance to meet Ye Fan a few times and Li Xue-Qi's martial arts teacher, Zheng He!
Everyone immediately started panicking and got up to move further back.
They knew that a fierce fight was about to break out.
These rich and powerful men were afraid of being implicated in the fight, so they quickly ran to hide themselves near the walls.
But even after an entire minute had passed, nobody appeared from outside the restaurant.
They couldn't even hear the sound of footsteps.
"What's going on? Are Master Er's men caught in a jam?" Everyone was surprised.
Li Er frowned and hesitated for a moment before yelling at the door again, "Master Zheng He, please show yourself! Master Zheng! MASTER ZHENG!!"
But even though Li Er's voice was hoarse from shouting so loudly, the person he had been calling out for never appeared.
"Hahaha! Master Er, stop wasting your energy. He's not coming." Lu Ming-Feng's sniggers suddenly rang out.
Li Er's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted angrily, "You bastard! What did you do this time?!"
Lu Ming-Feng ignored him and just clapped his hands twice.
BOOM!
The ballroom door was kicked open from the outside with a blast.
A figure came flying in like a cannonball and crashed onto the floor right in front of Li Er.
"This is...Master Zheng?!" Li Er was horrified when he looked at the bloodied corpse lying at his feet.
His expression was mortified and his eyes narrowed in fear. His face had already turned a whiter shade of pale.
He never thought that the person he had been relying on the most tonight to turn into a corpse before even making an appearance.
"Young Master Lu, sorry for causing any alarm. I've already settled the problems outside. I've wiped all of them out as per your instructions!" A muscular middle aged man in a long gray robe appeared in the ballroom with no expression on his face whatsoever.
If one looked carefully, one would find that this man looked a lot like Wei Wu-Ya.
This man was actually Wei Fu, the son of the martial arts grandmaster, Wei Wu-Ya!
"Very good. You are the son of a grandmaster indeed! You've done an excellent job. Once your father returns from Jingzhou, Shao-Hua and I will host a banquet for the both of you as our way of showing our gratitude," laughed Lu Ming-Feng proudly. His merry laughter was filled with boastfulness.
This trip to Jiangdong had gone so smoothly not only because Chen Ao had cooperated with him. The main reason why everything had gone well was because of Wei Wu-Ya and his son.
The two of them were highly skilled martial artists and were such fantastic experts in this area.
Having them within his control was the same as having control over tremendous strength!
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