Flowers Bloom in 19 States

Two years ago, the mere fifteen-year-old scion of the Lin family, in front of the colossal behemoth that is the Murong clan, made a vow!
Two years later, no one knows what he has gone through, but from the moment of his return, he radiates a brilliance that seems to compete with heaven and earth!
(Note: The protagonist of this book is very aloof, cold, and passionate. Those who like to read about a military king's ambiguous romances and flirts, please bypass this one.)

Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

His voice immediately alerted the people inside.


In the blink of an eye, he saw a total of seventy to eighty people, katana in hand, charging out.


These people were nothing like the seven or eight samurai from before.


Those seven or eight samurai were at most gatekeepers.


But these seventy to eighty people had just emerged and quickly locked onto Lin Mo, not only that, they formed an impenetrable encirclement.


With one of them shouting, in an instant, countless shadows surged towards Lin Mo.


Lin Mo's eyes turned cold. In his eyes, these people were no different from ants.


Easily dodging the attack of the first two who charged at him, Lin Mo grabbed their arms and twisted them.


With two crisp snaps, the arms of the two men separated from their bodies, blood spurting, drenching the cheeks of the six or seven people behind them, who were scared stiff.


Before they could react, Lin Mo hurled the bodies of those two men out.


Chapter 114: One Strike Style