This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 262 - 145: Dare Not Kill? _2

Chapter 262: Chapter 145: Dare Not Kill? _2

Seeing Li Ming still silent, he couldn’t help but scoff, "Young man, your potential for development is indeed astonishing, but it’s just potential. When it can be realized is still uncertain."

Li Ming sighed, "I thought, you were truly here to turn hostility into friendship."

Sun Jing’an frowned, "Isn’t that the case?"

Li Ming shook his head, staying silent, thinking the other party had come to apologize.

The other party, though, thought he came to give him an opportunity, which led to a misunderstanding.

Sun Jing’an grew impatient, "I don’t understand, where do you get the confidence to resist us? Wu Yanqing? Or someone else?"

Sun Jing’an shook his head, closed the briefcase, stood up, and straightened his clothes, disappointed, "Since we can’t come to an agreement, then let the battle begin. Star Creation Company will undoubtedly be defeated, and Silver Grey Star is still under our control."

"Wait until you truly have the ability to make me submit, by then it’s uncertain whether Silver Grey Star will still be habitable."

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard Li Ming say indifferently, "Did I... let you leave?"

Sun Jing’an chuckled and shook his head, "I won’t stay for dinner. I’ve already made an appointment with Duke Bai Ye. No need to see me out."

He was just about to step away when a numb and intense pain shot up from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and he couldn’t help but collapse onto the sofa.

His brow twitched, and with great effort, he turned his head only to see the dissipating electric arc at the tip of Li Ming’s finger.

Sun Jing’an, feeling uneasy, shouted, "What do you want to do? If you dare take advantage of this to assault me, it will be a fight to the death!"

"Assault?" Li Ming couldn’t help but laugh, pulling out a triangular dagger from somewhere, its cold light glinting. He pressed a button on the handle, and the blade began to oscillate at a very high frequency.

Li Ming shook his head, "You just threatened me, and you think I only want to assault you?"

"You... What do you want to do?" Sun Jing’an couldn’t help but feel a surge of terror, a great panic rising within him.

But he still couldn’t believe that Li Ming would dare to kill him here.

"I am the regional director of Star Creation Company. If you kill me, Star Creation Company won’t let things slide." He warned repeatedly.

"t-c22 hypersonic missile." Li Ming suddenly uttered a few terms.

Sun Jing’an’s terrified expression first froze, then his eyes widened in disbelief, "You, how do you know about these missiles!"

"Selling arms to Torch Organization, Star Creation Company sure has guts," Li Ming said as he walked behind Sun Jing’an, placing his hands on Sun Jing’an’s shoulders and leaning in slightly, "Is there anyone else behind you?"

"No, no..." Sun Jing’an shook his head repeatedly, "We didn’t know the buyer was Torch!"

"Are you stupid or am I stupid?" Li Ming laughed, "In the Silver Star Cluster, who would buy such a large quantity of arms for no reason? Just use your brain and you’ll know."

"Moreover, the recent screening somehow missed your Star Creation Company; either you truly have no issues, or your problems are unimaginably big."

"You... I..." Sun Jing’an completely lost his leverage.

At the same time, he couldn’t understand; only he and Fu Zongchen knew about this matter.

It was impossible for the leak to have come from him, which could only mean it was from Fu Zongchen.

But Fu Zongchen had been dead for a long time and had a grudge with Li Ming, so he couldn’t possibly have told Li Ming.

Wait... his safe!

Sun Jing’an’s pupils constricted, "Was it, were you... the one who killed... "

He couldn’t finish his sentence before Li Ming covered his mouth, the dagger’s blade wrapping from the back of his neck to the front throat and slowly making a cut. Blood spurted out.

Sun Jing’an’s body convulsed uncontrollably, his eyes bulging out as the gene inhibitor tightened more and more due to his struggle.

Sun Jing’an was not a B-grade life form, just a C-grade life form, but he was still very tenacious. It took a full ten minutes after having his windpipe slit to die completely.

Li Ming wiped the dagger clean, reopened the briefcase, and absorbed the Mother Ore inside. Only then did he open the door and walk out.

Zhang Huaiyuan stood nearby, quickly approaching, then looked back towards the reception room and whispered, "Where’s the old fellow?"

"Dead," Li Ming said casually.

Zhang Huaiyuan came to a halt, "Dead, dead!?"

He swallowed hard, "Brother Li, you’re not joking, right? He..."

He stopped midway, turned around in a hurry and rushed towards the reception room. Li Ming frowned, "Don’t disturb the scene."

Zhang Huaiyuan opened the door, the strong scent of blood making it hard to keep his eyes open. Sun Jing’an lay on the sofa, his eyes wide with anger.

Really, really dead?

Zhang Huaiyuan’s frame shuddered; even though he had never liked the old man, the thought of killing him had never crossed his mind from beginning to end.

On one hand, it was because the other’s status was too high, and on the other hand, it was because of years of education.

He staggered, nearly falling to the ground, but still managed to close the door and approached Li Ming with a pale face, "Li, Brother Li, what should we do about this?"

"Just chill, I’ll go notify the others," Li Ming said casually.

Zhang Huaiyuan, as if he hadn’t heard, gritted his teeth and said, "Let’s... let’s just say I killed him, it was me..."

Li Ming stared at him, laughing in disbelief, "You think you can handle such a big pot?"

"Alright, find a place to rest," he said dismissively.

He left on his own, returning greetings from people he passed on the way.

Exiting the laboratory, he walked straight into the temporary command center, scanned the area, pulled aside a familiar face, and asked, "Who’s presiding here today?"

"Everyone’s here, seems like they’re having a meeting upstairs."

With the answer, Li Ming headed straight up to the second floor and knocked on the conference room door.

"...Seven days of lockdown has already..." Chen Jinglong, who was speaking, frowned slightly when Ren Cangsong’s loud voice started shouting, "Who is it!"

"It’s... Li Ming."

"Li Ming?" The people looked at each other, and Chen Jinglong casually signalled and the conference room door popped open.

Li Ming walked in, standing tall as he surveyed the room. Without waiting for anyone to speak, he said, "So, I just killed someone, we might need to handle it now."

He spoke with such calm, as if he had just killed a fly.

The conference room fell silent, Ren Cangsong’s expression tightened, "What happened? Who did you kill?"

Li Ming uttered three words: "Sun Jing’an."

Duke Bai Ye stood up abruptly, shocked, "You killed Sun Jing’an?"

Ren Cangsong hesitated for a while, as if recalling the name, and then his face also drastically changed, "Star Creation Company’s regional director?"

But then he questioned, "When did you go out?"

"I didn’t go out, he came to find me," Li Ming explained.

Chen Jinglong had been silent the whole time but his brows were also tightly knit.

A few minutes later, the laboratory’s reception room was sealed off.

Chen Jinglong, Ren Cangsong, and Duke Bai Ye stood around the corpse of Sun Jing’an in a circle.

Ren Cangsong’s brows were furrowed so deeply they could crush a fly.

The regional director of Star Creation Company, just like that, killed?

Chen Jinglong glanced at Li Ming, without too much worry.

"Gene inhibitor, a Grade-C life form died so suffocatingly." Duke Bai Ye’s words were enigmatic, looking at Li Ming, "What’s your reason this time? Is he a Torch seed? Or was he trying to assassinate you?"

"Reason?" Li Ming said matter-of-factly: "I was following Duke Feder’s orders when I killed him. Does that count as a reason?"

Sanger, who had been out of the loop, couldn’t help frowning, suspicious, "Duke Feder?"

"Li Ming, don’t talk nonsense. How could Duke Feder issue such orders?"

Li Ming shrugged, "Your Excellency can bring Duke Feder here."

"Correct, it was me." Feder’s voice came just in time, his face unable to hide his anger as he strode in, pointing at Sun Jing’an’s body and cursing, "That son of a bitch, daring to sell weapons and arms to the Torch Organization."

"My father had sensed something was wrong and secretly appointed Fu Zongchen to investigate, but who would have expected, Fu Zongchen was assassinated without a sound."

The fury in Feder’s eyes almost turned into tangible flames as he looked around at everyone, before settling on Li Ming, but pointing at Sun Jing’an’s corpse, he gritted his teeth and said, "Now I can assert, it must be this man who assassinated Fu Zongchen!"

What?

Everyone present was completely bewildered at this moment.