Destroy Su Muwan You Losers

The night was deep, and the black mist that enveloped Jiang City made everything seem even more oppressive.

At the main entrance of the Rakshasa Palace.

Members of the Rakshasa Palace, the Black Dragon Organization, and representatives from various major factions in Jiang City had all gathered.

The entire plaza was filled with a dense crowd of people.

The night wind howled, and every face showed an excitement that could hardly be suppressed.

More than half of Jiang City's major forces were gathered here!!

The Su Family!!

What do you have to win?!

Song Ming stood at the forefront of the crowd, his eyes sweeping over everything with disdain.

Beside him stood Su Bailian, her expression tense.

Yes, she was genuinely nervous.

How could there be so many people?

Su Muwan! Sister Su! Are you really up to this?

And is Grandfather really okay? Don't tell me the Su Family is going to be wiped out!

Su Bailian was extremely nervous. After all, she had already transferred all of the Song Family's assets away.

If Su Muwan lost this time, her actions would be exposed.

At that point... wouldn't Song Ming destroy her?

At this moment, Song Ming naturally had no idea what Su Bailian was thinking.

He was already looking forward to the scene of unifying Jiang City and confessing his feelings to Xiaolian.

On his other side stood a black-robed figure with an intimidating presence.

He spoke in a deep voice, "Rakshasa King, Su Muwan's cultivation should be at the mid-stage of the Peak Realm."

"Just in case."

"The adult has sent me to lend you a hand."

Song Ming, upon hearing this, was moved. "Alright, please thank Shangguan Chuxue for me."

"Mm."

The black-robed elder nodded.

His eyes also revealed a hint of disdain.

So this is the Rakshasa King, played like a puppet by the adult.

Heh.

Pathetic.

Song Ming took a deep breath, then surveyed the crowd and announced loudly, his voice echoing through the night sky: "Everyone!"

"Su Muwan is arrogant and tyrannical! She bullies men and women alike! She has long disrupted Jiang City, causing chaos and unrest!"

"Our Rakshasa Palace may be part of the underworld, but we also find the existence of such a person utterly despicable!"

"The Su Family has dominated Jiang City for years. Today, we will make them pay the price!"

At this point, Song Ming clenched his fist and raised it to the sky, shouting, "Destroy the Su Family! Destroy Su Muwan!"

"Destroy the Su Family! Destroy Su Muwan!"

"Destroy the Su Family! Destroy Su Muwan!"

The crowd erupted with deafening shouts, their momentum like a surging tide.

Within the Black Dragon Organization.

Jiutian Dudao watched Song Ming, whose shouts were shaking the heavens, and couldn't help but feel a bit strange.

For some reason...

Even though they had so many people on their side, she still felt that Song Ming would lose.

Beside her, Yamada whispered, "Leader, Song Ming really has some tricks. He managed to turn all the underworld factions of the four districts in Jiang City against Su Muwan."

"Look, aren't those all the underworld bosses who were rumored to have been absorbed by Su Muwan?"

Before Jiutian Dudao could say anything, a cold laugh came from nearby: "Heh! How laughable!"

"That witch Su Muwan knows nothing about winning people's hearts. She's the kind of person who only uses violence to threaten others."

Jiutian Dudao looked over and saw Jiang Hao, the head of the Jiang Family.

Hmm?

Jiutian Dudao was a bit puzzled.

Why did this man harbor such intense hatred toward Su Muwan?

Yamada, noticing this, explained softly, "The Jiang Family's daughter was driven mad by Su Muwan and thrown into the sea to be eaten by sharks."

Oh! So that's the case.

Jiutian Dudao looked at Jiang Hao with pity and said, "I'm sorry for your loss, Jiang Family Head."

"Heh... It's nothing."

"After this operation, I will definitely make that witch Su Muwan pay dearly!"

Jiang Hao's eyes flashed with sorrow for a moment, then turned into a venomous glare.

Su Muwan!!

You're finished!

You've wreaked havoc in Jiang City for so many years! It's finally time for you to pay the price!

Hong Yaoguang, the head of the underworld in the northern district, also chimed in with indignation: "That's right! We were all forced by Miss Su!"

"We are definitely not loyal to her!"

"Since this bastard Song Ming wants us to join forces against Miss Su, then we'll fight!"

This sounds a bit odd.

Jiutian Dudao blinked.

Maybe that's just how the underworld talks.

Seeing the morale rise, Song Ming took a deep breath. His eyes sharpened, and he shouted loudly, "Everyone!"

"Follow me.... First, destroy Su Muwan!!!"

As everyone knows.

Su Muwan doesn't live in the Su Family mansion.

This witch bought a separate villa to keep her little pet, Qin Luo.

Her purpose...

Is to continuously train that lackey, Qin Luo!

How vicious! How despicable!

"Yes!!!"

Boom!

In the dark night, countless people surged forward, their target clear.

Straight to Su Muwan's villa!

At this moment.

In Shangguan Chuxue's residence.

In a secret room, the screen displayed a live broadcast of Song Ming's operation.

Shangguan Chuxue's lips curled slightly as she looked at the screen with a hint of amusement. "Interesting."

"Who is recording this live broadcast?"

Behind her, Shui Yue hesitated for a moment before answering softly, "My lord, we've investigated... it seems someone has hacked into the surveillance equipment to record this."

"Now... it's being broadcasted live across all platforms."

Shangguan Chuxue frowned at first, then relaxed.

She chuckled lightly, "Probably some civilian hackers who also dislike Su Muwan. They want everyone to see the Su Family's downfall."

"Just let me see, Su Muwan..."

She looked at the live broadcast and said calmly, "How will you get through this?"

Meanwhile.

At the Enforcement Team headquarters.

In a large conference room, all the enforcers were seated, watching the live broadcast.

The head of the Jiang City Enforcement Team, Wang Gang, watched the scene on the screen with a furrowed brow.

"Jiang City... is about to change..."

This world is one where martial arts reign supreme. The conflicts between martial arts factions are something the Enforcement Team does not interfere with.

This is the rule set by the Martial Artists' Alliance. Only by allowing new and old forces to replace each other can the world produce even more outstanding martial artists.

Su Muwan's villa.

In no time at all.

Song Ming and his forces arrived at the villa.

Along the way, they encountered no obstacles. To be honest, Song Ming felt a bit strange.

But... this strange thought quickly dissipated as he saw the sheer number of people on their side.

Come on!

With so many people, how could they lose?!

Thinking this, Song Ming looked up at the villa in front of him. The interior was completely dark, and the door was tightly closed.

It seemed like no one was inside.

Could it be... that Su Muwan had escaped?

Song Ming frowned, but then decided it didn't matter. Even if she had left, he would still go in to see for himself!

As the thought crossed his mind, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Song Ming's eyes.

He waved his hand and gave the order: "Attack!"

"Yes!!!"

Boom!

Following his command, members of the Rakshasa Palace, the Black Dragon Organization, and various factions surged toward Su Muwan's villa like a tidal wave.

However, as soon as they entered the villa, the surroundings suddenly changed.

Bang bang bang!!!

The previously dim villa instantly lit up.

"!!!"

"There's someone!"

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes.

Then.

Clap~ Clap~ Clap~

A series of clapping sounds rang out.

Everyone frowned and looked up.

Immediately... they all froze.

Because.

There were only two people in the villa.

Everything inside had been cleared out.

Only a black throne remained in the center.

Su Muwan sat on it, her expression cold and mocking.

She lightly clapped her hands.

Behind her, Qin Luo stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes half-closed, a faint smile on his lips as he surveyed the crowd.

Then.

The clapping stopped.

And a cold voice immediately reached the ears of the crowd.

Su Muwan's eyes were haughty and scornful as she mocked, "Don't make me wait so long."

You trash.

Sss——!!!

The crowd instantly boiled with rage, their faces contorted.

Arrogant!!!

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