Chapter 151: Chapter 151: A Determined Resolution to Die _1
As the head of the family, Xu Daqiang helplessly watched his wife and daughter being beaten and realized he had no solution.
He admitted he was scared; the middle-aged man’s displayed abilities were beyond ordinary, and acting rashly would only lead to injuring himself.
Therefore, he chose to conserve his strength, and as soon as Zhang Xueping broke free of her restraints, he immediately grabbed her and ran out.
"We shouldn’t stay here long, let’s get out of here quickly!"
After getting a few hundred meters away, Xu Daqiang angrily slapped his thigh, exclaiming, "Damn it, there’s no justice at all. Just because someone is stronger, they can bully others as they please? I must call the police to arrest him!"
Xu Daqiang perfectly embodied the phrase ’bully within their den’: he didn’t dare to speak up face to face, but once he was safely far away, he began to vent the anger that was in his heart.
But as soon as he took out his phone, Xu Ling snatched it away.
While covering her swollen cheek, she said to Xu Daqiang, "Dad, what’s the point of calling the police? The best thing we can do is ignore it. That man is very powerful. I’m sure Ye Ming is no match for him. Won’t calling the police be protecting Ye Ming?"
"A slap to mom and me isn’t a big deal. If it can lead to Ye Ming’s death, any price is worth it. Let’s go have a meal to celebrate, and after Ye Ming dies, we’ll take over his villa!"
Zhang Xueping strongly agreed on the side, saying, "Our daughter is right. As long as Ye Ming can die, anything is worth it. My son’s revenge will be fulfilled, and that luxurious villa will soon be ours!"
Thinking of the good life that was on the horizon, Zhang Xueping was no longer angry but rather started feeling happy.
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After they left, the middle-aged man’s face had turned very dark.
He did not want to admit it outwardly, but he was actually considering Xu Ling’s suggestion.
He no longer attacked Lin Bingqing but turned to look at Jiang Rou.
"You’re Ye Ming’s mother, right? I’ll give you five minutes. Either let Ye Ming come out and die, or take his place and die yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Rou was already in the air, her throat seized by the middle-aged man.
Before long, Jiang Rou’s complexion turned ashen. She was gasping for air, her legs kicking wildly, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free from the middle-aged man’s grip.
Lin Bingqing, furious, disregarded her injuries and charged forward with a dagger.
She caught him off guard, slicing the middle-aged man’s arm with her dagger.
Keep in mind, she had been in the professional assassin business for many years. Although she was not as strong as her opponent, her ability to launch a sneak attack was formidable.
A shocking gash immediately appeared on the middle-aged man’s arm, and blood sprayed everywhere.
This act completely enraged him.
He let go of Jiang Rou and tore off a cloth strip from his clothes to wrap around his wounded arm, then glared at Lin Bingqing with a sinister look.
"You filthy whore, I was going to spare your life, but you keep testing my limits. Since you insist, I’ll kill you first!"
After using the cloth to stop the bleeding, he immediately pressed his body towards Lin Bingqing.
Lin Bingqing did not retreat and yelled to Jiang Rou, "Auntie, run!"
Then she was struck by a punch on her shoulder, and her body immediately flew away.
The middle-aged man didn’t want to let it go at that and leapt towards her, landing another merciless punch to Lin Bingqing’s abdomen.
Lin Bingqing violently spat blood, collapsing on the ground, barely alive and unable to move.
Jiang Rou looked on with great distress. After spending these days together, she had come to regard Lin Bingqing as her own daughter. Seeing her daughter in danger, how could she sit back and do nothing?
She picked up a leg of a stool from the ground and ran towards the back of the middle-aged man, delivering a blow with the stick to the top of his head.
However, the middle-aged man was well-prepared, as though having eyes in the back of his head, he kicked backward, striking the charging Jiang Rou.
Just then, a golden light shield radiated from Jiang Rou’s body, immediately blocking the middle-aged man’s attack.
This miraculous phenomenon originated from the jade pendant Jiang Rou wore around her neck.
Not to mention his attacks, even a speeding car wouldn’t be able to hit Jiang Rou.
With a loud ’bang,’ the stick in Jiang Rou’s hand finally struck the man’s head. Although it wasn’t very harmful, it was highly insulting.
The middle-aged man, now thoroughly enraged, prepared to go on a killing spree, attacking Jiang Rou like a madman.
But each of his attacks was like hitting cotton; the light shield appeared time after time to deflect his attacks, not giving him any chance to touch Jiang Rou.
"What witchcraft is this? Since that’s the case, I’ll study you later. First, I’ll kill the younger one!" the middle-aged man cursed viciously and immediately shifted his target, kicking Lin Bingqing to the ground and then launching a fierce attack straight at her face.
This move plunged Lin Bingqing into the depths of despair.
She had no ability to defend herself, and she didn’t have the protection of an amulet.
The scent of death drew nearer, and her only regret was that she couldn’t protect Ye Ming’s mother, failing Ye Ming’s trust.
She also regretted not practicing harder before. Now that danger had come, she couldn’t cope and had to involve others.
"Go to hell!" the middle-aged man bellowed, aiming to crush Lin Bingqing’s skull with his fist.
Lin Bingqing’s eyes gradually dimmed, succumbing to despair.
However, just as his fist was an inch away from Lin Bingqing, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped.
The unexpected action puzzled Lin Bingqing and took Jiang Rou by surprise as well.
At that moment, a sinister voice came from the second floor of the villa, "Coming to my territory, attacking my people, who exactly are you?"
"I don’t kill nameless men. State your name!"
The owner of that voice was none other than Ye Ming.
The middle-aged man slowly straightened up, looking up at Ye Ming on the second floor, a smile appearing on his face, "I thought you were going to hide like a turtle. I’ve been in your house for quite some time, and you, the host, haven’t shown your face. Isn’t that a bit impolite?"
Ye Ming watched him coldly, not bothering to respond, but continued to inquire, "I’m not interested in idle chat. Just give me your name!"
The middle-aged man cleared his throat and declared, "A man who doesn’t change his name, nor his seat. I am from the Poison Sect of Nanjiang, Song Yuqing."
"A few days ago, you killed my fellow sect member Lin Zhongyuan, so I’ve come to learn a thing or two."
"I want to see what kind of divine being is able to kill a Post Grandmaster."
"However, you disappoint me. Go to hell and apologize to my junior brother yourself."
Having said that, Song Yuqing leaped into the air, his body soaring towards Ye Ming.
