Chapter 159 Mr. Russell's Friend <TOC> Chapter 161 Li Mu's Revenge
Translator: SumTLMan
Outside the warehouse, several marauders supervised the slaves unloading the cargo, preparing to find a bar for some entertainment, but they didn’t expect a muffled sound to suddenly resonate from within the warehouse.
A figure was propelled out like a cannonball, rolling a few times on the ground before violently crashing into the hovercraft.
The massive impact caused the hovercraft to be displaced several meters.
The marauders were taken aback, cautiously approaching the figure, only to discover it was Mr. Russell’s bodyguard.
He was embedded into the side of the craft, a fist imprint in the center of his chest, his bones shattered throughout his body, blood spurting everywhere.
“Ch…ch…”
Thanks to the tenacious vitality of an enhancement awakened individual, he didn’t perish immediately. Nonetheless, he wouldn’t live long as his internal organs had been pulverized.
He gasped for breath, unable to utter a single word.
Inside the warehouse, Li Mu’s arms turned pitch black, as if cast from steel, exuding an unstoppable sharpness.
Zacharias was infuriated to see Li Mu kill Russell’s bodyguard in front of him, as the two had collaborated amicably, earning a good deal of money together.
“How dare you!”
Crushing the wine bottle in his hand, he charged forward, fists clenched, ready to strike.
As a cadre of the Black Dragon Breath, he was certainly not a useless alcoholic. His entire body’s energy channels were instantly filled with raging energy.
He practiced the White Wave Technique, passed down within the Black Dragon Breath. Under a special activation method, his energy resembled waves, surging and receding. If he could master the rhythm and exert force at the peak of the waves, he could continuously unleash power beyond his limits.
Although Zacharias didn’t possess such skill, his first three punches could still deal 50% more power than his usual strength.
Under such force, any opponent would suffer pulverized internal organs and bleed from every orifice after a single hit.
However, his punch was immediately restrained by the opponent.
Li Mu’s hand, like an iron clamp, gripped his arm tightly.
“You seem quite confident in these hands of yours,” he said with a cold smile.
“No…no!”
With a snap, Zacharias’s right arm was crushed, the energy-enhanced, steel-like bones pulverized into a powder-like consistency.
Staring at his blood-oozing arm, Zacharias was stunned for a moment, then let out a piercing scream.
Before Li Mu possessed the Hand of Steel, he might have been able to withstand a couple of moves. With the enhancement of the Hand of Steel, Li Mu could effortlessly knead iron as if kneading dough.
“Spare me! Spare me! You can’t kill me; I’m a high-ranking member of the Black Dragon Breath! Take all my money!”
Zacharias clutched his severed arm and desperately begged for mercy.
Li Mu picked up a bottle of sugarcane wine, crushed the cap, and poured it over Zacharias’s head.
“Go eat shit; if you don’t drink the toast, you must drink the penalty.”
Zacharias was utterly humiliated, coughing as the wine choked him.
Before he could beg for mercy again, Li Mu smashed his head into a concave shape with a single palm strike.
With a kick, Li Mu sent Zacharias’s corpse flying, grabbed a steel knife from the Exile Realm, and began indiscriminately slashing at anyone he encountered as he exited the warehouse.
Even though these marauders were elites within the Black Dragon Breath, and some were even fifth-level awakened individuals, none could withstand a single one of his strikes.
In a matter of moments, the entire warehouse was awash in blood.
Li Mu eliminated everyone present and drove the remaining slaves into the basement, then tossed the corpses into the warehouse.
“Coming to Raginbeard to do legitimate business, I must be insane.”
As he spoke, he took stacks of high-explosive dynamite from the Exile Realm and piled them in front of the alloy gate.
Ironically, this dynamite had been plundered from Nomu in Avonigarda City, and it was the last of their stock.
Using the holy relic and psychic powers to destroy the gate would leave traces and risk revealing information, but dynamite was different. Amid the chaotic wasteland world, it was challenging to trace the origin of the explosives.
The only drawback was that it was slightly noisy.
Desperate pleas rang out from behind the alloy gate as people watching through external cameras witnessed everything.
However, Li Mu had no time to waste with their antics, as the situation could be discovered at any moment. He detonated the high-explosive dynamite from a distance of over twenty meters.
In any case, heavy metal wasn’t afraid of being damaged by the blast.
“Boom!”
A deafening explosion shook the ground, sending the alloy gate spinning through the air and collapsing a portion of the adjacent reinforced concrete wall.
Before the dust had settled, Li Mu charged in.
Inside, several marauders lay torn apart by the shockwave, and the warehouse stored piles of weapons, tobacco, and several tons of high-purity cocaine.
Li Mu’s attention was first drawn to a massive cannon. He immediately recognized the model; it was likely a Lucia MT-12 cannon manufactured after the Great Catastrophe.
As it was made with awakened manipulation technology, its performance was even more formidable than the original.
Dark Dragon Breath indeed possessed vast powers, even managing to acquire such a heavy weapon.
Tons of heavy metals were piled in the corner, neatly arranged, albeit disturbed by the shockwave from the explosion.
High-purity mercury was preserved in sturdy engineering plastic containers, unscathed.
More precious psychic metals were stored in separate metal boxes.
Li Mu directly stored all valuable items in the Exile Realm. As for the pile of potassium hydroxide, after pouring some fuel on it, Li Mu set it ablaze.
The flames immediately roared to life.
Li Mu threw his clothes directly into the flames to prevent anyone from tracking him by scent. He then stealthily moved several hundred meters away before changing into new clothes.
By now, the warehouse’s anomaly had been discovered. In fact, the explosion had already alarmed nearby people.
However, this was Dark Dragon Breath’s territory, so it was not uncommon for an accident to occur due to improper storage of explosives. After all, most marauders did not adhere to ammunition storage regulations.
It wasn’t until the fire broke out that bystanders realized something was amiss, as the entire warehouse was eerily quiet.
Soon, cries of alarm rang out.
All the marauders in the warehouse had been killed, unbeknownst to them when it happened.
At this moment, Russell was still in the bar, passing the time. He spent most of his day in the bar, meeting with local business owners, checking accounts, collecting rent, instructing his subordinates to handle troublemakers, and driving out incompetent individuals who failed in their businesses.
He enjoyed the feeling of looking down on others and relished their groveling before him.
Russell always wore a smile, speaking the most brutal decisions in the gentlest tone.
He held a glass of sherry in his hand, relieving the greasiness of the previous steak.
“I wonder if that young man has had enough of a hard time,” he thought with anticipation. It had been a long time since someone dared to defy him, and he despised the other party’s disrespectful gaze.
Foolish, thinking he could be on equal footing with me, he maliciously thought.
Chapter 159 Mr. Russell's Friend <TOC> Chapter 161 Li Mu's Revenge