Chapter 1363 - 1378: The Fall of the Tang Sect
The utterly pointless questions from Zhang Yufu made Lin Mu very annoyed. "What kind of damn bird are you? Dare to question me? You aren’t worthy!"
"I never need a reason or evidence to visit someone in the hospital. If you want evidence, go ask someone else." Lin Mu waved his hand in irritation.
Lin Mu’s dismissive expression also irked Zhang Yufu. Despite everything, he was the dean here, the big boss. In his domain, he ruled supreme, so how could he allow an outsider to behave so brazenly?
"Ah Hui, go in and check on Boss Tang," said Zhang Yufu to a security guard beside him.
"Yes, Dean Zhang." The security guard named Ah Hui nodded, then headed towards the ward.
"No need to check, Tang Zhilong is already dead," Lin Mu waved his hand, saying.
"Uh..."
Lin Mu’s casual words made everyone present, including Zhang Yufu, gasp in shock.
The fact that Tang Zhilong, a titan of the business world in North China, could be killed was unimaginable! Especially under such tight security—it was truly baffling!
It seemed like the idea of Tang Zhilong dying was still far off, but unexpectedly, it came so easily from Lin Mu’s mouth.
"You, you actually killed Boss Tang?" Zhang Yufu pointed at Lin Mu in disbelief.
"Yeah, I just killed him. So what? What’s there to be so surprised about?" Lin Mu shrugged nonchalantly.
"You, you..." Zhang Yufu pointed at Lin Mu, not knowing what to say for a moment. This was something he had never imagined, especially after Old Master Tang had emphasized securing the premises. But Zhang Yufu never thought someone would dare to come here and kill Boss Tang.
He was also somewhat relieved, luckily he managed to sense that something was amiss and brought security on time. If the murderer had escaped, his tenure as dean would be over, unable to explain to Old Master Tang. This hospital, a large-scale, well-equipped institution, was run thanks to financial support from the Tang Sect; without their backing, it couldn’t operate, and Zhang Yufu would lose his position.
"You stutter, don’t you? After all, Tang Zhilong isn’t your father, so why do you care so much?" Lin Mu looked at Zhang Yufu.
By this time, Zhang Yufu had caught his breath from the angry shock and naturally felt even more furious. He instructed the guards behind him, "Arrest him for me."
Several security guards were eager to perform before the dean and thus rushed towards Lin Mu at once, hoping to make a good impression and possibly get a raise. Catching one person among so many shouldn’t be difficult, so everyone scrambled to show off.
But reality was brutal. As soon as the guards charged at Lin Mu, they realized his skills were unlike anything they had imagined; or rather, they couldn’t dream that such freakish skills would exist in this world. His speed was like a ghost, while his punches and kicks were as fierce as a beast!
After a series of punches and kicks, all that could be heard were pig-like cries of agony. The security guards lay on the ground, arms and legs broken, in a pitiful state. Lin Mu casually massaged his wrist and returned to where he was standing before, hardly considering it a warm-up.
The entire process only took a few seconds, merely the time for a few blinks.
All the guards lay **** on the ground, leaving only Zhang Yufu standing across, who, upon seeing the guards and then Lin Mu, looked in disbelief. That one person could take down all his guards in a flash—unbelievable!
This guy was too formidable! Could it be that these guards he’d raised were ****?
Lin Mu chuckled, glanced at Zhang Yufu, then said, "Dean Zhang, may I leave now?"
"Uh, you..." Zhang Yufu’s stuttering was still not cleared.
Being at a loss for words, he didn’t know what to say at this moment.
He couldn’t win against him, and even if he didn’t want him to leave, he couldn’t stop him as a mere academic beast!
Lin Mu glanced at Zhang Yufu once more, not bothering with him anymore, and swaggered out with Haihua at his side.
Down the stairs out of the hospital, Lin Mu felt elated, having taken down Tang Zhilong he felt free. Tang Hongwei would be infuriated learning of Tang Zhilong’s death.
But of course, Lin Mu wasn’t afraid; he dared to act and take responsibility, and wasn’t afraid of Tang Sect’s revenge either. Plus, the Flying Dragon Sect was already at odds with the Tang Sect—it wouldn’t add much more hatred! Even if the two families went to war, so what? This is what Lin Mu wished for anyway—at least it would benefit the Flying Dragon Gang more than business wars...
An hour later, a sixty-something old man arrived urgently escorted by a group of bodyguards. Though aged, he was still sturdy and exuded an extraordinary aura, far beyond that of an ordinary elder, full of strategy and wisdom gained through years of experience.
"Zhilong?"
The old man walked into the hospital lobby, approaching Zhang Yufu.
"Up...upstairs," Zhang Yufu said fearfully, this was the leader of the Tang Sect, a figure whose words alone could stir up storms in North China!
Tang Hongwei said no more, quickly heading towards the elevator, and Zhang Yufu hurriedly followed him. The elevator soon reached the top floor, and Tang Hongwei quickly walked to Tang Zhilong’s ward.
Pushing open the ward door, Tang Hongwei went in, seeing Tang Zhilong lying motionless with closed eyes on the bed; Tang Hongwei trembled slightly, losing much of his imposing presence, seemingly aging twenty years instantly.
"Zhilong..." Tang Hongwei’s weary voice called out to Tang Zhilong.
Yet Tang Zhilong lay there, eyes shut, unmoving, and Tang Hongwei’s eyes glistened with tearful sorrow, standing still, watching his beloved son.
Tang Hongwei stood by the bedside for over ten minutes before slowly saying, "Zhilong, rest assured. I’ll make Lin Mu pay dearly, definitely!"
Tang Hongwei turned, glanced at Zhang Yufu, and waved, "You all, out."
Needless to say, Zhang Yufu didn’t dare to say anything more, nodded, and left the ward.
Now, only Tang Hongwei was left alone in the ward, the elderly figure standing by the window. After a long while, Tang Hongwei took out his phone, dialing a number.
"I’ll pay you double, deal with Lin Mu as quickly as possible," Tang Hongwei said sternly.