Thunder Dragon had experienced many things in his life.
He had once spent three days and three nights among corpses, and had once carved flesh from a homicidal madman to drink with, talking of heaven and earth...
He had thought that he had seen enough of the world to remain unruffled in the face of anything.
Yet what happened tonight still exceeded his imagination.
After watching the intruder use a martial art that looked nothing like martial arts to kill the last Ming Kun, he gave a miserable laugh and tossed away the flintlock in his hand. "Friend, I, Lei, admit defeat. What exactly do you want?"
"Nothing much. I just want you dead." Aaron sighed. "One of your underlings' underlings provoked someone close to me... To keep this trouble from snowballing until it eventually dragged me in, I chose to strike first and wipe out every source of it!"
Thunder Dragon was instantly so depressed he nearly coughed up blood.
Though he too made his living in the underworld, if one of his lackeys had offended such a killing star, he would never have spoken of brotherhood. He would have had that lackey sunk in the river first, as a gesture of respect!
At that moment, he wished he could kill that nameless little bastard a hundred times over, yet he had no choice but to force a smile onto his face. "Boss... this is all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"
After thinking for a moment, he quickly said, "My disciples and grand-disciples are spread throughout Jinhu. I have large deposits in all eight banks in Jinhu, as well as three gold-burial sites... Spare me, and I can do many things for you, Boss..."
He was, after all, a ruthless overlord, and he immediately began calculating his own worth.
"Very