Chapter 106: At Death's Door

Lu Ming glanced at the group before him. Each of them had their hair dyed in a riot of colors, resembling a flock of parrots. From the backseat, they wielded baseball bats and steel pipes, banging them loudly against the ground.

Feng Xifan’s face instantly turned ashen upon seeing this scene. He shouted desperately, “Don’t catch me! Please, don’t!”

His cries provoked uproarious laughter from the group. One of the tall, lanky men stepped down from the car, lit a cigarette casually, and said, “Take out all the money on you, or you’ll get beaten.”

Feng Xifan clung tightly to Lu Ming’s clothes, his breath coming in short gasps, sweat beading on his forehead. He was so nervous that he seemed on the verge of fainting.

Lu Ming shook his head slightly. Clearly, Feng Xifan was genuinely terrified, even seeing shadows in every corner.

By then, the yellow-haired gang had all gotten out of the car. They surrounded the taxi, dragged the driver out, searched him, and took his money and phone.

The driver looked resentful but dared not say a word, seemingly resigned to his misfortune.

The lanky leader sneered, “What the hell are you waiting for? Do you want me to get my hands dirty?”

His gang jeered at Lu Ming and Feng Xifan. “Damn it, give up the money or we’ll beat you up!”

“Break his legs first. We’ll search him after. No use wasting time talking.”

The crowd clamored, ready to strike.

Feng Xifan screamed loudly and crouched down, clutching his head, which only made the gang laugh harder.

Lu Ming frowned, preparing to teach these insolent brats a lesson.

Just then, one of the yellow-haired men suddenly fixed his gaze on Lu Ming, his face filled with shock. He hurriedly approached the lanky leader and said anxiously, “Brother Snake, let’s go. I’ll buy everyone drinks.”

The man addressed as Brother Snake laughed. “Damn it, Yuan Xiaowei, you’re surprisingly thoughtful to offer me drinks. But we’ll finish this job first.”

Yuan Xiaowei, the speaker, was restless, pacing anxiously. He had once followed Li Yifan, freeloading and scamming. After Li Yifan met a miserable end, Yuan dared no longer linger in the city. He fled to the suburbs and aligned himself with Brother Snake to survive.

Earlier, he hadn’t paid much attention. But once they finished with the driver, he took a closer look and nearly jumped out of his skin.

The man before him was none other than Mr. Lu—the very person whose presence haunted him ever since that unforgettable night.

Li Yifan, backed by Wang Zhonghai, the city’s gang boss, had acted tough in front of Mr. Lu. But the renowned Northwest overlord, Lord Tu, had personally come down and beaten Wang Zhonghai half to death.

Li Yifan suffered an even more brutal fate. Since then, he hadn’t dared to set foot in the city, living in constant fear without even the courage to brandish a pistol.

Even Lord Tu showed profound respect and obedience to Mr. Lu. How could they, a mere bunch of petty thugs, dare provoke him?

If Mr. Lu were to grow angry, Yuan feared ending up like Li Yifan—worse than death.

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