Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 169: Zhou Shihao, This Is Just The Beginning!

Chapter 169: Chapter 169: Zhou Shihao, This Is Just The Beginning!

"Su Luo, spare my life, and I can exchange all my assets for my life," pleaded Lei Yanwu, as he could feel the murderous intent coming from Su Luo.

"Fine," agreed Su Luo.

Seeing Su Luo pause as if to negotiate, Lei Yanwu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However.

The very next moment, Su Luo suddenly made his move.

Su Luo rushed forward ferociously.

In his hand, a sword embryo materialized out of thin air.

It was none other than the Great Luo Immortal Gold Sword Embryo!

With a thrust of his sword, Su Luo aimed straight for Lei Yanwu’s heart!

Lei Yanwu was shocked and dismayed.

Fortunately, he wasn’t truly begging for mercy; it was merely a stalling tactic. In the brief time he had delayed, he had already re-concentrated his Inner Strength.

But this time, Lei Yanwu dared not engage with Su Luo again.

His Inner Strength erupted, propelling him into the air and hurtling towards the door, attempting to flee the room.

As long as he reached the hotel corridor, there would be surveillance cameras.

By then, Su Luo would definitely not dare to act so recklessly, and Lei Yanwu would have his chance to live.

However.

The effects of the Cartilage Pill in his body had already manifested at least seventy percent. Even his desperate burst of strength couldn’t compare to Su Luo at that moment.

Just as he had almost reached the door, the Great Luo Immortal Gold Sword Embryo had already pierced through Lei Yanwu’s heart.

Entering from his back, exiting through his chest, it passed right through his heart and ribcage!

But that was not the most lethal part.

The most lethal factor was... the burst of Sword Qi from the Great Luo Immortal Gold Sword Embryo, which at that instant had already destroyed his internal organs.

Lei Yanwu’s pupils dilated in an instant.

He looked down, staring at the short piece of the sword embryo protruding from his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

He had never imagined that he would die in Jinling!

Even less had he imagined that he would not die at the hands of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but rather at the hands of an Inner Strength Martial Artist.

Pain swept over him, and the Sword Qi wreaked havoc; Lei Yanwu couldn’t help but let out a light cough but ended up coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood, which even contained fragments of his organs.

"Why... why do you want to... to kill me?"

Lei Yanwu kept coughing up blood; his body was devoid of strength, and he collapsed to the ground, looking at Su Luo with confusion and extreme unwillingness.

Su Luo retracted the Great Luo Immortal Gold Sword Embryo, looking at him coldly and said, "You can ask King Yama in hell."

"You..." Lei Yanwu’s pupils widened, his gaze fixed on Su Luo as he took his last breath.

Clearly, he died with his eyes wide open!

Su Luo looked at him and created a fireball in his hands, but after a moment’s thought, he decided against erasing the evidence.

"Zhou Shihao, this is just the beginning!"

Su Luo left a note on Lei Yanwu’s corpse, the characters inscribed purely with Inner Strength, making them unrecognizable.

Afterward, he vanished again, leaving silently.

...

The next day.

In the morning.

Zhou Shihao came to room 1214 with his men and knocked on the door.

No response.

He knocked again.

Still no response.

This made Zhou Shihao’s expression turn unsightly.

He called Lei Yanwu, but Lei Yanwu did not answer; now coming to knock on the door, he still didn’t get any response.

"I’ve already warned him not to fool around with women before handling proper business. He really takes my words for nothing but wind!" Zhou Shihao huffed coldly.

He had already inquired; the previous day, Lei Yanwu had returned to his room with two women. In his opinion, Lei Yanwu might have indulged too much and was still asleep now.

"Brother Lei, open the door!"

Zhou Shihao personally banged on the door hard.

However.

There was still no answer, nor did anyone open the door.

This caused Zhou Shihao to frown slightly.

Lei Yanwu, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, even if he was just a First-Grade Grandmaster, had perception far beyond ordinary people. Even in deep sleep, he should have absolutely awakened from such knocking.

Why was there no movement?

He sniffed lightly and thought he detected a hint of the scent of blood!

"Burst the door open!"

Zhou Shihao’s face changed dramatically, and he immediately ordered his subordinates.

In an instant.

Two black-clad henchmen came over and kicked the door open.

"Mr. Zhou, Grandmaster Lei, he..."

After kicking the door open, the two black-clad henchmen were instantly shocked.

Zhou Shihao hurried over.

He then saw Lei Yanwu lying in a pool of dried blood, long since dead.

"Who did this?" Zhou Shihao’s face turned ashen.

One of his subordinates picked up a piece of paper and carefully handed it to him, "Mr. Zhou, there is a note here."

Zhou Shihao took it.

[Zhou Shihao, this is just the beginning!]

Looking at these words, Zhou Shihao’s complexion turned extremely ugly.

"Investigate, no matter what means you use, you must find out who killed Lei Yanwu!"

Zhou Shihao felt a chill run down his spine, gnashing his teeth.

He also lived in this hotel, just on a different floor. If someone had silently killed Lei Yanwu, it must have been the work of a Grandmaster.

Moreover, it had to be a Grandmaster stronger than Lei Yanwu.

The fact that the other party left such a message left no doubt that he was also being targeted.

Whether it was for his own safety, the dignity of the Jiangbei Boss, or for avenging Lei Yanwu, the killer had to be found!

...

Meanwhile.

At another hotel.

There was a knock on Su Luo’s door as well.

"This girl, why is she here again?"

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Su Luo realized that it was none other than An Ran, the girl who had run off with flushed cheeks last night.

He opened the door and said with a smile, "Why are you knocking on my door early in the morning? Have you thought it through and want another massage?"

At these words, An Ran didn’t blush but instead rolled her eyes at Su Luo, huffed somewhat haughtily, "Don’t try to trick me. I went online to check, kneading and massaging can’t make this area get bigger, that’s just a ruse you men play on girls."

Su Luo smiled and said, "Others might be con artists, but I’m for real."

"Then try it on yourself first, let me see whether your massage is real or fake," An Ran said with a mischievous smile.

With annoyance, Su Luo responded, "I am a man, I don’t need to grow to a C-cup or a D-cup, I’d have to be crazy to experiment on myself."

An Ran giggled, her gaze wandering downwards, "Brother Su Luo, indeed, your chest does not need to grow to the size of a C-cup or a D-cup, but..."

She didn’t finish her sentence.

But the implication was clear.

How could Su Luo not understand? He said irritably, "But what but, I’ll scare you to death if I pull it out."

"I don’t believe it," An Ran shook her head.

No man could ignore such a gaze from a woman; it was an insult to himself. Su Luo approached, "Don’t believe it then try it, but I’m afraid your delicate body can’t handle it!"

This time, An Ran couldn’t remain composed.

Her pretty face turned slightly red.

However, unlike the night before, she did not flee in panic but instead lifted her head to lock eyes with Su Luo.

The two were close, their noses almost touching, and they could even feel each other’s breath, that humid heat.

"I bet you don’t dare," An Ran huffed yet again.

Su Luo stared at her, and moments later, he stepped back, giving ground to An Ran.

With a triumphant smile, An Ran said, "I knew you wouldn’t dare."

Of course, her cheeks were already flushed as she spoke these words.

Yet.

Her statement had stung Su Luo like a challenge; he retorted angrily, "Who are you saying doesn’t dare?"

With that.

Su Luo suddenly stepped forward again, wrapped his arms around An Ran, and kissed her.