97: Chapter 26, Another Massacre

Even though Li Jinbao had turned into a human torch, he continued to shriek and lunge at them.

He wanted to kill them.

This caused them to recoil in terror.

"He's crazy, he's crazy, he's absolutely crazy!"

"Why did it end up like this?"

Li Jinbao and his companion hadn't even taken a few steps before they were burned to charcoal and collapsed to the ground.

However, those holding the flamethrowers were now trembling, with chills running down their spines.

Terrifying!

Absolutely terrifying!

They didn't know why Li Jinbao had become like this, determined to kill them even in death.

And he showed not a shred of fear toward death.

Even though he was dead now, that image of him fearing no death remained clearly etched in their minds.

Making them tremble.

At this moment, the members of the Yala Building board of directors were also furious.

One slammed a teapot onto the floor, sending tea splashing everywhere.

"Investigate! Investigate until you find the truth! Why are they slaughtering our members like this?"

"Also, wipe out Li Jinbao's entire clan. Kill them! If we don't kill them, we can't give the company an explanation!"

"A mere Martial Artist of the Huajin stage dares to be this reckless. It's simply lawless!"

At the same time, the news of the Yala Building being massacred by a Martial Artist spread instantly, causing an uproar throughout Gaoli Country.

It even stirred up some panic.

Citizens took to the streets, demanding legislation for Martial Artists and restrictions on Huajin Martial Artists.

They realized that reality is not the metaverse, where they could freely engage in combat with Huajin experts.

Even in the Tower Pushing Game, they had never been afraid.

But this time, they witnessed the terrifying destructive power of the Huajin stage.

If you die, you are truly dead.

It's not like in the metaverse where you can experience Rebirth and try again.

They felt afraid.

Just two Huajin experts had massacred everyone on dozens of floors of the Yala Building.

Hundreds, perhaps thousands of people, were killed just like that.

Even in a small-scale war, perhaps not this many people would die.

Many of them were their friends or celebrity business figures who had once given speeches on television.

In front of a Huajin expert, they didn't even have the power to fight back; they were killed like children.

Fear filled their hearts.

Although they were also Martial Artists, not everyone could reach the Huajin stage.

Even though there were plenty of resources now and no shortage of Cultivation Techniques.

But just like studying in the old era, everyone attended the same school.

Not everyone could get into the best school.

Not everyone could score a hundred points.

Heart-Nature, Aptitude, persistence, and hard work—none could be lacking.

At the same time, one had to face external temptations, as well as the temptation of the Mental Cultivation Method.

The temptation of points.

The pleasures of the metaverse, and so on.

Cultivating martial arts is truly difficult.

When the news spread, there was an uproar.

Many companies began to recruit Huajin experts as bodyguards.

The world of Martial Artists is truly too dangerous; within ten steps, one can become an enemy of the state!

This was no empty talk.

At the same time, they were very cautious in selecting Huajin experts; if they encountered those with ill intentions...

…then they would truly be in deep trouble.

This news also instantly spread across the whole world.

Many wealthy companies and large organizations began to focus on vetting the Huajin experts within their own ranks.

And they began to emphasize loyalty in their corporate culture.

Putting ability aside, loyalty was ranked first.

Could you stand out to block a bullet for your leader at the first moment when they are in danger?

"Panic among the people" accurately described the state of the leaders of those major forces.

At this moment, Lin Xiaohu sensed that the lives of Li Jinbao and his companion had vanished.

"The job wasn't done thoroughly; it only hurt them a little and didn't achieve the desired effect!"

Lin Xiaohu stood opposite the Yala Building, speaking with a look of melancholy.

"With their strength, they will certainly be able to find out that Li Jinbao last had contact with me. It will be another hassle then. It's better to kill them all; it will both serve as a deterrent and eliminate future troubles. It kills two birds with one stone, and that is the best way to handle it!"

Lin Xiaohu thought for a moment and muttered to himself.

"That's what I'll do!"

Afterward, he headed downstairs.

"Tell me, where are the members of the Yala Building board of directors?"

Lin Xiaohu found someone who was directing others inside the Yala Building and asked.

"They are at the chairman's Qingshan Villa!"

The person said blankly.

"Very well, take me there!"

"Yes!"

"Hey, Boss, where are you going?"

A subordinate team leader suddenly ran over and asked.

"Just now, people from the Great Yan Empire called and said that Li Jinbao last had contact with Lin Xiaohu from the Lin Family Manor. Do you think it's possible that..."

Lin Xiaohu looked at him helplessly. In truth, he really didn't want to kill so many people.

But why did they have to seek their own deaths?

"Your boss is going to take care of some business with me. You should kill them all yourself, and then commit suicide, okay?"

Lin Xiaohu asked softly.

"Okay, thank you, sir! I will go do it right now!"

The team leader nodded with a smile, then pulled out his pistol and clicked the slide back.

Pointing it at someone who was also coming over to report, he fired directly.

Bang! Bang!

The person was shot between the eyebrows and fell straight down.

It sparked a panic.

But the team leader still had a smile on his face.

He quickly stepped forward, pointed at his team members, and began firing until he ran out of bullets.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Caught by surprise by the team leader's attack, the team members were basically all shot to death.

Although he himself had been shot and blood was flowing out like water, he didn't care in the least; he continued to walk toward the second floor with a smile on his face.

Starting a new round of slaughter.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaohu took that small supervisor and headed toward Qingshan Villa.

They traveled at lightning speed along the way.

Meanwhile, the people meeting at Qingshan Villa also received a call from the Yala Building.

His eyes suddenly bulged, widened, and he roared.

"What? Someone is slaughtering people at the Yala Building again?"

Others were also drawn by his words and looked over.

"Bastards! Why does someone dare to carry out a massacre there again? Do they think the Yala Building is a slaughterhouse?"

"Kill him! Kill him! Find out! Find out for me who is behind this! Who dares to cause such trouble at the Yala Conglomerate?"

He roared while holding the phone.

"Someone is slaughtering people there again?"

After he hung up the phone, others asked in disbelief.

"Yes! That Quan Zhiming from the intelligence team—I don't know why he went crazy—suddenly took a gun and started shooting colleagues in the head. Caught off guard, he killed dozens of people, but he has now been shot dead!"

"They are currently tallying the casualties!"

"Bastard! There must be someone behind this. Investigate clearly whether this Quan Zhiming was an undercover agent planted in my company!"

Upon hearing this, the chairman was instantly furious and slammed the table, roaring.

He no longer had that air of upholding etiquette as before.

His livelihood was about to be destroyed; how could he still care about those fake things?

"Don't let me find out who is playing these tricks; I will tear them into ten thousand pieces and ensure they never reincarnate!"

The chairman roared through gritted teeth.

Just then, two people suddenly arrived at the entrance of the villa.

Without any warning, the door suddenly opened by itself.

Lin Xiaohu walked in leisurely with the small supervisor.