14: Ten slaps in one second, Brother Yaowen dared not breathe

“Blood Qi Peak!”

Facing the somewhat frenzied Li Mo, Zhao Li’s heart sank to rock bottom.

As someone also at Blood Qi Peak, she wasn't confident she could subdue him immediately.

Crucially, this was a hospital, full of ordinary people. If he couldn't be controlled at once, it would be troublesome.

Zhao Li’s long spear “whooshed” through the air, its tip pressing against Li Mo’s throat, a cold glint flashing.

“Li Mo, I know you’re angry, but whatever grievances you have, come back to the Law Enforcement Team with us and we can talk!”

Although she hadn't yet figured out Li Mo’s situation, Zhao Li still tried to calm him down first.

“Law Enforcement Team? Just a den of iniquity! You and Team Leader Zhou are both hypocrites with human faces and beastly hearts!” Li Mo suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his voice filled with endless resentment, making the lights in the ICU hum.

Wang Yaowen and Lin Haowen exchanged glances, quickly forming a pincer movement to surround him.

A major battle was inevitable.

“Slap!”

Suddenly, a crisp slap echoed in the room.

The tense atmosphere instantly froze.

Li Mo touched his stinging cheek, staring at Lu Ming with disbelief.

“You… you dared to hit me?” Li Mo’s voice suddenly rose, like a beast whose tail had been stepped on, the fanaticism in his eyes instantly replaced by fury.

Wang Yaowen subconsciously tightened his grip on his twin blades, his palms slick with cold sweat.

This brute!

He must have read too many brain-dead novels, did he really think that after two slaps and revealing their Law Enforcement Team identity, the criminal would obediently cooperate?

Given Li Mo’s current state of hatred, this was simply adding fuel to the fire!

“Slap!”

Another crisp slap.

Lu Ming shook his numb palm, still wearing that nonchalant smile on his face: “If you don’t believe in the light of the Law Enforcement Team, you should at least believe in a slap, right?”

Li Mo’s pupils suddenly constricted, his face contorting.

He lunged at Lu Ming, his five fingers forming claws, aiming for the other’s face. The Yin Qi at his fingertips condensed into three-inch black spikes: “I’ll kill you!”

Seeing this, Wang Yaowen crossed his twin blades in front of him, his toes tapping the ground. He shot towards Li Mo’s side like an arrow, trying to distract him.

“Be careful…”

Wang Yaowen’s voice abruptly cut off, his eyes wide, as if he had seen something incredible.

“Slap!”

Facing the berserk Li Mo, Lu Ming delivered another backhand slap.

The frenzied Li Mo was slammed to the ground by Lu Ming, his back of the head hitting the floor with a dull thud.

Lu Ming pressed his hand on his neck, the smile on his face gradually fading, his eyes becoming sharp: “Barking? Don’t you know this is a hospital? Where’s your manners?”

“Slap, slap, slap!”

Slaps came one after another.

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!” Li Mo roared like an enraged beast, his mouth continuously letting out howls.

He struggled desperately, trying to break free from Lu Ming’s grip, but found the other’s hand as unmoving as an iron clamp.

After receiving countless slaps, his eyes gradually cleared, and the sounds from his mouth slowly subsided.

And Wang Yaowen, who had witnessed Li Mo take ten slaps in one second, his fierce triangular eyes twitched, not daring to breathe loudly.

Damn it, what kind of monster was this new Team Leader? Li Mo, at Blood Qi Peak, had no power to fight back against him.

He thought, if he was going to hit Li Mo, fine, but he kept looking at him while hitting Li Mo, continuously asking: “Are you still barking?”

Wang Yaowen suddenly felt his own cheeks stinging.

Hiss, brother, please stop looking at me, I won’t bark anymore!

He suddenly felt like he had been a clown before.

This wasn’t some rookie who stole the Team Leader position; this was a jinx.

Zhao Li’s knuckles, gripping the long spear, turned white, and the Blood Qi at the spear tip fluctuated violently.

She knew better than anyone the strength of Blood Qi Peak. Even with her full power, she could at most fight Li Mo to a draw, but Lu Ming… he hadn’t even used Blood Qi, relying solely on physical strength to forcefully pin a berserk Blood Qi Peak cultivator to the ground.

“No wonder he always seemed so calm and composed; turns out he simply disdained to bother with us…”

She remembered how she had just been looking forward to seeing this kid make a fool of himself, and now she realized that he had been watching her make a fool of herself all along.

For a moment, a rare trace of embarrassment appeared on Zhao Li’s cool little face.

Lu Ming seemed not to notice their reactions. He looked down at Li Mo, the earlier playfulness gone from his eyes, replaced by a touch of coldness.

“Now, I ask, you answer! Say one extra word and I’ll kill you!”

Li Mo’s cheeks were swollen high, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, the madness in his eyes completely faded, leaving only deep fear.

He could feel a burning power constantly emanating from Lu Ming’s hand pressed against his neck.

His life was in this man’s hands, at his whim.

“Where is Team Leader Zhou?” Lu Ming’s fingertip gently ground against Li Mo’s neck, the burning force making the other shiver involuntarily.

Li Mo’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his face, swollen like a bun, squeezed his eyes into mere slits, his voice muffled as if he had cotton in his mouth.

“He’s dead… hahaha… you don’t know… the moment he saw me, he looked like he’d seen a ghost.”

“How could he be dead?” Wang Yaowen exclaimed, then hastily shut up when he met Lu Ming’s gaze, retreating awkwardly to the side.

Lu Ming ignored Wang Yaowen’s slip-up and continued to exert pressure: “How did he die?”

“Back… backlash…” Cold sweat seeped from Li Mo’s forehead, mixing with the blood from his mouth and trickling down. “Hahaha, the Soul-Devouring Beast he painstakingly raised was tampered with by me… it backlashed against him…”

“Nonsense!” Zhao Li’s long spear slammed onto the ground, its tip piercing half an inch into the floor.

Li Mo suddenly coughed violently, black blood mixed with small clots coming out.

“Believe it or not… Team Leader Zhou is a hypocrite. All those missing people before, he used them to feed that Soul-Devouring Beast.”

“Three years ago, I personally witnessed him trying to hide that Soul-Devouring Beast and was almost silenced by him. You arrived in time, which is why he didn’t succeed!”

“Where is that Soul-Devouring Beast!” Lu Ming’s voice was utterly cold; he didn’t care whether Team Leader Zhou was dead or alive.

Although a Soul-Devouring Beast was a low-level alien race, if it devoured enough Blood Qi, it could still grow into a terrifying existence.

So it had to be killed while it was still in its growth stage!

A glimmer of hope for survival suddenly erupted in Li Mo’s eyes.

“I can take you there. It’s in the underground morgue of this hospital. The Yin Qi there is heavy, it likes to stay there.”

Lu Ming’s fingertips slowly loosened, and Li Mo slumped to the ground like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.

No wonder Team Leader Zhou always visited Li Mo for no reason; turns out he was visiting the beast he raised!

“Wang Yaowen, right? Cuff him.”

Lu Ming straightened up, dusting off his hands as if there was dust that wasn’t there, his tone as calm as if he were saying the weather was nice today.

Wang Yaowen shivered: “Yes! Team Leader Lu!”

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