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"Ah, my life is over!"
Just as Tang Ao was about to close his eyes and await death, Shen Zhao stepped in front of him and struck out with a palm, instantly sending Tang Ran flying back more than ten feet.
It's you again!
Upon seeing Shen Zhao, Tang Ran's expression immediately changed.
Shen Zhao said, "You are audacious Tang Ran. You are now a wanted criminal by the imperial court. The entire Da Yin court is after you. I did not expect you to still dare to commit violence. I advise you to surrender and confess your crimes as soon as possible, so as to save a few years in prison."
Tang Ran dared not speak. He knew that Shen Zhao's strength was unfathomable. With Shen Zhao's intervention, it would be difficult to obtain the Tang Clan's resources today.
But a Dragon King envoy stepped forward domineeringly, pointing his finger at Shen Zhao's nose and cursing, "Who do you think you are to speak to my young master like that?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao immediately rolled up his sleeves: "Would you like to rephrase your words?"
Dragon King Envoy: "Stop pretending. I've seen plenty of young people like you. Just because you've learned some low-level techniques, you think you're the best in the world and can come out and show off. But you probably don't know that the purpose of my Dragon King Palace is to slap people in the face and show off."
He then took another step forward: "When my young master embarked on his path to becoming a master of showing off, you were probably still wearing open-crotch pants. Don't be so shameless as to try and act tough in front of me."
“Holy crap…” Shen Zhao stared at him in disbelief, then glanced at Ding Bu’er and snorted coldly, “No one has ever dared to talk to me like that in my entire life.”
The Dragon King's envoy continued his taunts: "Now, I'll give you one chance. Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize to our young master. Then, become his slave for life, and my Dragon King Palace might spare your dog's life. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what do you want?" Shen Zhao touched his face, trying to suppress his laughter, and said calmly, "Don't tell me you can kill me here?"
Tang Ran was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of his toes and crawl into it. His subordinate was good in every way, except that he had bad eyesight and a bad brain. How could he have messed with this person?
Didn't he see that the person just knocked me back with a single palm strike?
The Dragon King continued to roar, "Dealing with a bunch of you who only know how to show off is as easy as me wiping out a whole bunch with a single finger."
With a crisp "crack," the Dragon King's voice abruptly stopped, and he collapsed to the ground without uttering a word.
Then came another "Kuchi" kick, sending him flying 300 meters into the air.
The moment he landed, he threw another uppercut, did a backflip two and a half times, and then landed heavily, his eyes rolled back, and he fell completely silent.
The next moment, the situation completely spiraled out of control.
Seeing their companion being attacked, the other Dragon Kings roared and pounced on Shen Zhao. Tang Ran tried to stop them, but it was too late.
"Kid, you dare to mess with the people from the Dragon King's Palace? You're finished!"
"Today I'll show you what the treacherous nature of the martial world really is."
"After I'm done cleaning you up, I'll sell you to a rich woman to be used as a furnace in exchange for spirit stones."
"Why not send them to northern Myanmar? I have connections there. I can sell the kidneys there!"
"Isn't there a civil war going on in northern Myanmar? Some people fled from a certain industrial park, some died, and a few were even repatriated?"
"Don't worry about the details; it's precisely because it's so dangerous that you can make even more money."
But they soon realized what a tough nut to crack they had run into.
With a "Kuchi," one person learned to sing, dance, and rap.
With a "crack," someone yelled that the rat was being fed juice.
With a loud thud, one person suffered broken legs.
With a loud crash, one person was careless and failed to dodge.
With a "click," Kun'er, playing basketball, started playing all by himself.
It was a brutal, visceral fight, devoid of any finesse, driven entirely by emotion.
In just a moment, all the Dragon King's envoys were lying stiffly on the ground, groaning silently.
Tang Ran, however, had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape.
He was on the verge of tears the whole way.
How could I have run into such a ruthless person? Where did I offend such a devil?
After dealing with the Dragon King Palace crowd, Shen Zhao leaned against the wall, looking at the Tang Clan members scattered with corpses. He seemed completely unconcerned.
Meanwhile, Ding Bu'er, holding Tang Ao, once again put on a show of "deep fatherly love."
"Dad, hang in there!"
“My son, I really can’t hold on this time. I never thought I would see such a filial son like you before I die. I am so gratified.”
"Don't say anything, Dad, hang in there. I'll go find a doctor to save you right away."
"Don't go, son. Our Tang Clan has been severely weakened by this battle. The responsibility of revitalizing the Tang Clan is now in your hands."
"Father, don't speak such blunt truths. What merit or ability do I have to revitalize the Tang Clan?"
"You are my son, so of course I have this responsibility. This is the key to the underground vault. The foundation of my Tang Clan is all inside. Remember, you must revitalize the Tang Clan."
Ding Bu'er was heartbroken, but after taking the key from Tang Ao, he immediately stopped crying, threw Tang Ao to the ground, and went straight to Shen Zhao's side: "Master Shen, it's done."
"Great, I'll give you a raise when we get back!" Shen Zhao took the keys and nodded in satisfaction.
Tang Ao, seeing this, was filled with disbelief: "Third brother, what are you doing?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er turned around and looked at Tang Ao with disdain: "Let me tell you the truth, I'm not your son. I feel disgusted calling you 'Dad' these past few days."
"What!"
"Pfft~"
Upon hearing this, Tang Ao was overcome by the poison and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"You...you are not...a member of the Tang Clan..."
"Oh, stop disgusting me. Someone like you doesn't deserve to be my father. Even a dog would refuse you. We're only here for your Tang Clan's wealth. Do you really think it's a son coming to find his family? Stop having such illusions."
"You, ah~"
With a roar of defiance, Tang Ao died on the spot, his eyes wide open even in death.
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