Chapter 152: Dying with Everlasting Regret!
The transfer of properties proceeded smoothly. Mo Han ordered all the casinos to be shut down completely, transferred the entertainment venues to new owners, and even liquidated the major corporation that Li Xianren had operated openly.
Combined with the 1.1 billion that Li Xianren had previously transferred to him, he garnered a total of twenty billion in cash from this endeavor.
However, Mo Han had no intention of taking this money back with him; instead, he planned to invest it in Chuandu.
Since this money had been extorted from the people of Chuandu through various illicit means by Li Xianren and his associates over the years, he intended to build a pharmaceutical factory here to give back to the local populace.
Naturally, all of this would be personally arranged by Li An'an.
For Li An'an, who desired to grow stronger, this was also an exceptional opportunity.
The downfall of Li Xianren soon sent shockwaves throughout the entire city of Chuandu. Major figures across Chuandu began inquiring about Mo Han, desperately wanting to know who possessed such formidable capability to take down Li Xianren so directly.
Unaware of these developments, Mo Han paid them no mind.
After leaving Chuandu, he consolidated the entire Li family enterprise under his control.
He held the transfer contracts for the Li family assets.
Yet neither he nor Li An'an and her father wished to continue operating the business.
Ultimately, Mo Han suggested selling off the Li family assets.
Despite suffering a significant drop in market value following the recent upheavals, the Li family enterprise was ultimately sold for three hundred million in cash.
Witnessing how Li Xianren had not only failed to kill Mo Han, but had instead lost the entire family enterprise into Mo Han's hands—only for Mo Han to sell it off directly—Li Xianwu was so enraged that he coughed up blood.
"Li Xianren is truly a useless piece of trash!"
Li Xianwu gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his eyes bloodshot from overwhelming fury.
This time, when he went to Chuandu to seek out Li Xianren, he had gambled the entire Li family estate, only to discover that Mo Han was not only safe and sound, but had also usurped his family's assets. How could this not chill him to the bone?
"Heavens! Why won't you open your eyes and strike down that damned bastard!" Li Xianwu howled toward the sky, his entire body trembling with explosive rage.
"Finished roaring? If you're done, come with us."
Just at that moment, two burly men approached Li Xianwu and said coldly.
Li Xianwu whirled around abruptly, glaring at them. "Who are you people?"
"People you cannot afford to offend." The burly man let out a cold snort and hoisted Li Xianwu up by the collar.
"Was it that damned Mo Han who sent you?" Li Xianwu yelled frantically.
Caring nothing for his protests, the man hauled him toward a luxury car parked nearby.
Throwing Li Xianwu into the back seat, the two men got into the vehicle and drove away.
Before long, they brought Li Xianwu to a secluded manor.
Inside the estate, Li Xianwu came face to face with a terrifying man.
This man bore a striking resemblance to the Dragon Slayer who had accompanied Mo Feng previously, radiating a fierce and menacing aura.
"Who are you? Why have you brought me here?" Li Xianwu asked with a shiver of fear.
"Where are Mo Feng and the Dragon Slayer?" The Dragon Slayer lifted his eyelids, his gaze sharp as lightning.
He was the powerful expert dispatched by the Mo family to hunt down Mo Feng.
The Dragon Slayer had already learned that the last day Mo Feng and the Dragon Slayer were seen before disappearing was when they were drinking at Li Xianwu's residence.
"Mo Feng?"
Li Xianwu started, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in his eyes.
Since they were looking for Mo Feng and bore a resemblance to the Dragon Slayer, these men undoubtedly belonged to the powerful experts sent by the northern Mo family.
Like a drowning man clutching at a straw, hope ignited in his eyes.
The Mo family had finally sent experts to Qian城; how much longer could Mo Han possibly live?
No matter how formidable Mo Han might be, he was merely a brute of a martial artist.
What did he have to fight against the mighty northern Mo family?
Having audaciously slain Mo Feng, the heir of the Mo family, Mo Han would undoubtedly face their relentless wrath.
Mo Han was a dead man!
The more Li Xianwu thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he envisioned the hope of revenge.
"The lord is asking you a question. Are you deaf?" With a sharp crack, the burly man beside him delivered a vicious slap across Li Xianwu's face.
Trembling inwardly, Li Xianwu didn't even dare to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth as he hastily replied, "Mo Feng was killed by Mo Han! And that Dragon Slayer as well—he was also killed by Mo Han!"
"Mo Han?" The Dragon Slayer frowned, finding the name somewhat familiar. Could it be that discarded outcast of the Mo family?
"Yes, yes! It's Mo Han, that outcast from your Mo family!" Li Xianwu hurriedly nodded.
"Slap!"
The Dragon Slayer raised his hand and struck him across the face once more.
Using considerable force, he sent Li Xianwu flying through the air with the blow.
"Do you take me for a fool? Do you think I'm less familiar with the status of that Mo family outcast than you are?" The Dragon Slayer's gaze burned with intense murderous intent.
He suddenly recalled that Mo Han was nothing more than an ordinary person within the clan; what capability did he possess to slay Mo Feng?
Let alone the Dragon Slayer, whose cultivation realm was comparable to his own.
Li Xianwu crashed heavily onto the ground, pain racking his body as if every bone had been shattered.
Yet, fear gripped him even more tightly.
Terrifying!
Weighing nearly two hundred pounds, he had been sent flying over twenty feet by a single slap from the man. Just how immense was this person's power?
Even so, hope rekindled in his heart.
The stronger the Dragon Slayer was, the easier it would be for him to eliminate that dog of a bastard, Mo Han!
"My lord, it really was Mo Han who killed them! If you don't believe me, go and ask around. The entire underground circle of Qian城 was defeated by Mo Han. That damned bastard is too powerful; no one is his match!" Li Xianwu endured the excruciating pain and pleaded.
The Dragon Slayer furrowed his brows. From the look in Li Xianwu's eyes, he could tell the man was not lying.
Yet, could that discarded outcast of the Mo family truly kill the Dragon Slayer?
He found it hard to believe.
Such a feat was simply too inconceivable.
If anyone else had made such a claim, he might have had doubts.
However, he still retained a distinct impression of Mo Han.
"My lord, perhaps after coming to Qian城, that Mo Han encountered some fortuitous opportunity, or perhaps there are other formidable experts backing him," suggested one of the burly men.
The Dragon Slayer nodded, finding the suggestion somewhat plausible.
Fixing his chilling gaze back on Li Xianwu, he asked in a deep voice, "Do you know how Mo Han killed them?"
"Yes."
Nodding heavily, Li Xianwu fabricated, "I was present at the time. Mo Han resorted to despicable tactics, using a sneak attack to wound Lord Dragon Slayer before murdering Young Master Mo Feng!"
He harbored a cautious motive: he feared that if he made Mo Han sound too invincible, the Dragon Slayer might hesitate to seek revenge.
The Dragon Slayer turned to one of the burly men and commanded coldly, "Call the family head and inform him of this matter."
The man nodded, retrieved his phone, and dialed the number.
The call connected almost immediately. Taking the phone, the Dragon Slayer spoke, "Both Mo Feng and the Dragon Slayer have been killed by Mo Han. I cannot confirm whether he is truly exceptionally strong, but I am going to find him now. If I die, let this matter rest here; if he is no match for me, I shall slay him on the spot."
With that, the Dragon Slayer hung up the phone and strode toward Li Xianwu.
By making this call, he intended to give a warning to the head of the Mo family: if even he failed to defeat Mo Han, then this vengeance should be abandoned, as no one else in the Mo family would be capable of avenging them.
"Where is Mo Han?" the Dragon Slayer demanded gravely.
"At the pharmaceutical factory. Oh, and he has a group of subordinates who are also exceptionally powerful," Li Xianwu warned.
Without another word, the Dragon Slayer brought his foot down heavily upon Li Xianwu's chest.
"Crack!"
The sound of snapping ribs echoed sharply as Li Xianwu's chest collapsed inward under the crushing stomp.
His pupils dilated, filled with sudden horror.
A large torrent of blood gushed from the corners of his mouth. With a final shudder of his legs, he drew his last breath.
His face remained frozen in an expression of bitter reluctance.
He died with his grievances unredressed!