Lin Mo was not in a hurry to make a move on Li River because he was not afraid of the Qu Family running away, and he wanted them to taste the flavor of waiting for death.
"Are you Mr. Lin?" Just as Lin Mo stepped onto the road, a man in a black suit respectfully stood by.
Lin Mo glanced at him and said indifferently, "Who are you?"
"Master Tang sent me to call you over, he wants to talk to you," the man said, smiling.
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, calling me over with such audacity?
Lin Mo followed the man to a Mercedes, its window slid down to reveal a man in his early fifties wearing a black mandarin jacket, with a seductive woman lying next to him.
"So you're Mr. Lin?" Master Tang said, sitting carelessly in the car.
"Who are you?" Lin Mo asked, looking at him indifferently.
Master Tang laughed heartily, "In Jiangzhou, everyone who respects me calls me Master Tang. I'm seeking your service to see if you are interested. Whether you want money or women, I can provide them. If you join forces with me, even the Qu Family won't dare to touch you."
"Really?" Lin Mo said with an indifferent smile, "A mere Qu Family, why should I fear them?"
"The Jiangzhou Qu Family is just a branch of the main Qu Family. You should know about the strength of the Grandmaster of the main Qu Family—it's not something one person can handle. Now if you really barge into the Qu Family, you might anger the grandmaster," Master Tang said, holding a wooden walnut, sneering with self-perceived cleverness.
In his view, no matter how strong Lin Mo was, he couldn't contend with a century-old family; after all, the true foundation of the Qu Family was unimaginable to outsiders.
"Even if that Grandmaster comes, he will have to bow down," Lin Mo said lightly.
Master Tang's expression fell instantly, and the alluring woman next to him frowned impatiently, "Young man, Master Tang favors you, and you should be grateful. Otherwise..."
"I really hate being threatened," Lin Mo flicked his finger, a bullet energy piercing through the woman's brow, leaving a bloody hole.
"How dare you kill my woman?" Master Tang was shocked. This lord of Jiangzhou's underworld had not expected Lin Mo to kill someone just like that, right in front of him.
Master Tang frowned slightly, then laughed, "A woman is dead, so be it. I'll just find another. But you indeed have considerable skill. Join me, and I guarantee you can have any woman you want, and enough money too. Don't think that just because you are powerful you are invincible. I have hundreds of brothers under me, and quite a few martial arts masters…"
"Annoying," Lin Mo flicked his finger again, the infamous underworld lord's eyes widened in disbelief as he died in the car.
The surrounding martial artist bodyguards stood frozen, lacking even the courage to draw their guns. The wealthy onlookers immediately fell silent upon seeing Lin Mo casually kill this lord of Jiangzhou's underworld.
Lin Mo ignored Tang Peng and the other wealthy men. In his eyes, such people were like ants, daring to threaten him.
"Family Head of the Qu Family, come out and face your death!" Lin Mo said lightly, his voice shaking the universe.
Immediately, a group of people came out from the gate. Qu Huaxu was at the forefront, followed closely by Qu Zhengye, Qu Zhenghua, and others. Besides them, there were dozens of solemn-looking grandmasters, martial venerate bodyguards, and even three or four martial saint masters—this was the current strength of the Qu Family.
Yet, even powerful individuals like Song Ge had been slain by Lin Mo; these bodyguards were nothing to him.
Qu Huaxu approached the doorway, trembling, bowed with hands clasped and respectfully said, "I have seen Mr. Lin."
The faces of the Qu family members turned pale, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Lin Mo, after all, they had all witnessed the battle on Li River.
Seeing Lin Mo with his hands behind his back and a chilly murderous intent in his eyes, the faces of the Qu family members and Qu Huaxu abruptly changed, and even the wealthy individuals standing around them turned colors.
These tycoons, being at the pinnacle of society, knew more than the ordinary person. They were aware of organizations in Huaxia, similar to the FBI in the United States, dedicated to maintaining societal stability.
If Lin Mo were truly to obliterate the Qu family today, these organizations would undoubtedly bring them to justice.
Qu Huaxu lifted his head, his eyes carrying a grave light as he said, "Mr. Lin, the offense was our fault, but we are willing to make amends. We are willing to offer Mr. Lin a hundred billion, hoping to turn hostilities into peace, letting bygones be bygones."
"Bygones be bygones?" Lin Mo's eyes were indifferent, cold light flashing.
Lin Mo never sympathized with such people, who succumb to the strong and trample the weak, so the past could not be forgotten.
"A hundred billion is already a lot, do you really want to fight to the death with our Qu family?" Standing to the side, Qu Huaxu's wife, Qiu Ya, furrowed her brows and said solemnly, "If our Grandmaster personally comes, you will not be able to handle it."
"Is that so!"
Lin Mo snorted coldly; a Wind Blade passed by, and a red line emerged on the snow-white neck of Qiu Yaxue, who clutched her neck, her eyes widened in shock as she fell to the ground.
The faces of the Qu Family members went bloodless, a group of Martial Arts Master bodyguards stood still, unsure of what to do, as Lin Mo did not bother with words before killing.
The other tycoons felt a pang of sorrow for their kind, seeing someone from the Qu family being killed so suddenly, not even blinking an eye, let alone for them, who were mere underlings.
"How... how dare you?" Qu Huaxu trembled all over; this family head of the Qu family, a guest of honor wherever he went, now felt utterly powerless.
"Why wouldn't I dare, when your family suppressed Die Mo Pharmaceutical to near destruction, did you not think of this day?" Lin Mo's voice was indifferent, his eyes devoid of emotion.
Qu Huaxu's forehead veins throbbed, and finally, he let out a deep sigh, said heavily, "Mr. Lin, what do you need to be satisfied? One hundred billion is the maximum liquidity we can offer, and if needed, we can transfer the rest of our assets to you."
"I've said it, wealth to me is like floating clouds; those who err must face the appropriate consequences."
Lin Mo said flatly.
"Are you... really going to kill people from my Qu family?" Qu Huaxu's hands trembled slightly, his eyes revealed a trace of ferocity, and he exuded the aura of a supervisor.
"Who is trying to kill my Qu family's people?" Just then, a faint voice arose, although not loud, it carried a powerful presence, causing everyone to turn their heads.
A Rolls-Royce was parked on the highway, its silver Spirit of Ecstasy gleaming in the sunlight with halos of light; several Mercedes S600 followed, with about a dozen solemn and stern Martial Saints, including two Martial Emperor level masters.
The elder getting out of the Rolls-Royce Phantom was about ninety years old, with white hair and beard, dressed in a white Tai Chi suit, looking quite ordinary.
Beside the elder was a woman in her mid-twenties, dressed in a white sleeveless tee, jeans, and sneakers, wearing black glasses, giving off an artsy woman vibe.
"That is... Grandmaster Qu!" Someone recognized the elder and exclaimed in awe.