Chapter 12: True Gentlemen of the Brotherhood—Masters of Winning Hearts Through Virtue

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Seeming to catch the silent thoughts of the others, the middle-aged man, whose only intact right palm bore a mouth full of cracks, immediately said:

“Before you, countless groups just as confident as you have come. They charged in one after another, only to be easily slain by Lai San’s subordinates. Our weapons, ammunition, and passionate fervor have long since been depleted. It doesn’t matter anymore. Do whatever you want.”

“Is the Lai San you mentioned the so-called King of the Contaminated?” Yuan Shi asked. “You have to believe us—we’re different from those before. This time, we have a very powerful transcendent leading us. We will definitely solve the problem.”

“You really think so? Are all your soldiers in that world this stupid?” The middle-aged man sneered sarcastically. “Every time you come in brimming with confidence, only to lose instantly. I just don’t understand—what exactly is your confidence based on? Strength? Ha…”

“You, old bastard, can’t you speak without sarcasm? It’s like giving good intentions to a donkey’s liver! Wild Dad is going to teach you, you little pup, how to speak properly today! Why didn’t I just throw you against the wall back then!”

Super Niu Niu, unable to tolerate the insult, immediately spat out a string of colorful language and grabbed his watermelon knife, ready to teach the man a lesson.

Now everyone understood how he provoked others and attracted trouble.

Though the Spicy Stick Duo did not get angry, slight dissatisfaction flickered in their eyes.

Lu Wenwu raised his hand to stop him. “Niu Niu, don’t be impulsive. We are civilized people; we reason things out.”

“Fifth Brother, but that old bastard keeps—”

“Hey! Don’t talk like that. I just said, we are civilized people. We must understand the principle of winning others over with virtue.”

Lu Wenwu clasped his hands behind his back and, smiling gently, approached the middle-aged man.

“When faced with someone unreasonable, we reason with them. Why get angry? Brother, I want to ask you—is Lai San the King of the Contaminated in this city?”

“Can’t you understand plain words?” The middle-aged man, extremely resentful, closed all seven of his eyes.

Lu Wenwu pressed his hands together like a sword and suddenly thrust down.

“Puf! Puf!”

Under his immense force, two of the man’s eyes on his chest instantly burst.

Before he could even wail, Lu Wenwu’s left hand grabbed his neck tightly, silencing any screams.

His right hand then pummeled twice, shattering and tearing the bones, sinews, and blood vessels of the man’s two left arms.

“Why must you force me to reason with you?”

With exertion, Lu Wenwu’s left hand easily lifted the man by the neck, nearly crushing his cervical vertebrae.

The remaining five eyes rolled back helplessly, his struggles feeble.

According to Insightful Eye’s detection, this middle-aged man was only Class D, already the strongest here.

With Lu Wenwu’s monstrous strength, the man had no chance of resistance.

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