The Richest Man in Mingbei City? Kill Him!

The moment the words fell—

hum!

Two identical figures suddenly appeared beside him! [Mirror Image]!

The three "Lin Mo" moved at the same time.

There are no fancy moves, only the most direct killing.

The black sword transformed into streaks of deadly black light, weaving through the crowd.

Each flash of light was accompanied by a spray of blood and a scream that abruptly ended.

These pampered noble guards were likely of high rank and well-equipped.

But in the face of Lin Mo's terrifying attributes, they were as fragile as paper.

In a single encounter, the five or six guards at the forefront were either decapitated or had their chests caved in.

"monster!"

"Retreat now!"

Terrified screams replaced the previous shouts.

The remaining guards were terrified and turned to flee.

But Lin Mo and his clone were even faster.

The dark light, like a maggot clinging to a bone, caught up and killed.

Within a few breaths, more than a dozen guards fell to the ground, their blood staining a large area of ​​the smooth stone floor.

Lin Mo's true form had already reappeared in front of Qian Wanguan.

Qian Wanguan's face had long since lost all color, and he was trembling like a leaf. The sapphire cane in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Looking at the corpses of his guards scattered on the ground, and at the three black-robed figures wielding swords, he finally broke down completely.

"No...don't kill me! I'm a viscount! I have money! I can give you lots of money! Lots of treasure! Please..."

His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, pleading with tears streaming down his face.

Lin Mo snorted coldly: "Even if I kill you, the money is mine."

With that, he raised the black sword.

puff.

Qian Wanguan's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt as his head rolled off the table.

Lin Mo flicked the blood off the tip of his sword and looked coldly at the remaining crowd who were almost scared out of their wits.

His gaze swept over the silent, pale-faced wealthy merchants and nobles.

His tone was extremely cold.

"From this day forward, those who disobey the city lord's orders will suffer the same fate as him."

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

Those wealthy and noble people who usually held sway and were arrogant were now all pale-faced.

Many people's legs were so weak that they could barely stand, and some even collapsed to the ground.

No one dared to mention the rebel leader's residence or offer any explanation anymore.

Lin Mo stopped looking at them, put away his clone, and sheathed his black sword, as if he had just casually cleaned up a few noisy flies.

"So decisive? Aren't you afraid of pushing them too far?"

Yin Xue's voice transmission rang in Lin Mo's ears.

Lin Mo sneered: "Don't worry, these people are much richer than you think. This time, we'll teach them a lesson so they'll behave."

Yin Xue pressed further, "Do you think Otem knows what's important? That he can navigate this group of people effectively?"

Lin Mo shook his head: "No, I know these old foxes are much more cunning than Otem. No matter how much money Otem makes, they can't touch their core industry."

"Having been entrenched in Mingbei City for many years, their foundation cannot be shaken by a few instances of extortion."

"Their lifeline is those trade routes, which are the source of their endless resources. As long as these routes are not cut off, they will not be driven to the brink of despair. Killing one or two to make a quick buck is the right way to use them."

Yin Xue was stunned by Lin Mo's words and couldn't help but swallow hard: "I suddenly feel that you are more terrifying than the Demon King."

At this moment, Lin Mo had already arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion and said calmly, "Open the gate."

squeak-

The heavy gates of the mansion opened quickly, revealing guards behind them, their faces filled with the same awe and relief.

And Ottomu, who was maneuvering Liu Sanguan to run over.

Lin Mo stepped into the city lord's mansion.

Shi Xuan and Shi Qin followed closely behind as they passed through the blood-soaked and deathly silent crowd.

Shi Xuan tightened his grip on the knife slightly.

Shi Qin pursed her lips, glanced at Lin Mo's back with a complicated look, and then resolutely followed him inside.

The mansion gates slowly closed, shutting out the chaos and fear outside.

The wealthy merchants and nobles were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Liu Sanguan has gone too far! He killed someone right in front of the City Lord's mansion! And he didn't even care!"

"No! We must fight him to the bitter end!"

"That's right! We absolutely can't let Liu Sanguan continue to be so arrogant! Guards, come home with me! Get your weapons ready!"

"Yes! Everyone go home and get ready! We're going to ask Liu Sanguan what's going on today!"

……

Outside the mansion gates, the crowd dispersed like the receding tide, but as they turned away, whispers could be heard among them about their respective stewards.

"...Fine, let's do as he says and give him 10%..."

"...Do you think I'm a fool? Qian Wanguan is dead! Still trying to hold on?...Just...just consider it giving money to a beggar!"

"...Go back and take inventory immediately. Give the City Lord's Mansion whatever they need... Let's avoid trouble for now!"

……

He spoke toughly, but his actions showed he had completely given in.

Faced with absolute power and merciless slaughter, the confidence brought by wealth and status is fragile and easily shattered.

There is only one exception.

A child, about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in brocade robes.

He remained standing there, staring intently at Qian Wanguan's headless corpse on the ground.

His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and his nails almost dug into his flesh.

"grandfather……"

His voice was hoarse, filled with deep-seated hatred.

"Don't worry... your grandson Qian Baitong will definitely... definitely avenge you!"

He turned abruptly, pushed aside the servants who tried to dissuade him, and quickly disappeared around the street corner, his back view resolute.

……

Inside the city lord's mansion, the atmosphere was completely different from the hustle and bustle and bloodshed outside.

There's a strange sense of busyness permeating the air right now.

The largest warehouse has been emptied, and a rather spectacular small mountain has been piled up in the center.

The gleaming gold coins were piled up in several small mounds, and at a rough estimate, there were at least hundreds of thousands of them.

Various magical materials were arranged in categories, shimmering with different colored lights.

Complete sets of alchemical vessels, enchanting tools, and even several small magic furnaces were brought in.

The most eye-catching feature is a separate, open area next to it.

There were dozens of specially made jade boxes of different sizes neatly stacked there.

The lid was slightly ajar, emitting energy fluctuations of varying strengths.

It is the essence of all kinds of beast kings that Otmu has collected through bounties and plunder!

Lin Mo stood at the warehouse door, his gaze calmly sweeping over everything.

He managed to get so much stuff in one day; although the process was chaotic, the result was indeed satisfactory.

Especially those essences, although the general level is between 15 and 30.

There aren't any particularly top-tier ones, but they are plentiful, diverse in variety, and quite valuable.

He walked up to the pile of essences, picked up the largest jade box, and opened it.

Inside was a fist-sized, crimson crystal radiating a scorching heat, with a label next to it reading: [Blazing Lizard King Essence lv34].

"Boss, this ring!"

Otmu had shrunk back to the size of a palm and was sitting on Liu Sanguan's shoulder.

He presented her with a simple, antique-looking silver ring inlaid with a space magic crystal, as if presenting a treasure.

"I found it in Liu Sanguan's secret chamber; the space inside is ten times larger than the previous one!"

Lin Mo took it and probed it with his mental energy. Sure enough, the internal space was several hundred cubic meters.

It's much more spacious than what I have in my hand.

He nodded slightly, a thought flashing through his mind.

From the small mountain of gold coins in the warehouse, about 100,000 gold coins flew up like a golden stream and poured into the ring space.

Then, he took off the bag on his back and carefully took out the Dark Ink Spider King's egg from it.

After absorbing the essence of the Demon King, the purplish-black patterns on the eggshell seemed clearer and more active than before.

The pulse of life inside is more pronounced, and it seems that it won't be long before it emerges from its cocoon.

He gently placed the spider eggs in the center of the pile of essence.

It was surrounded by the pure energy emanating from its essence.

Almost the instant it was placed down, the spider egg trembled slightly.

A greedy emotion arose, frantically absorbing the energy emanating from the surrounding essence.

A clear sense of satisfaction comes through the connection of souls.

After placing the spider eggs, Lin Mo turned to Otmu.

His tone returned to its usual calm: "Where's the alchemy master I asked you to find?"