chapter 15 The unpredictable methods of ghosts and gods ===

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"Who do you think you are? Just because you want to know something, I'm obligated to tell you?" Viridian still refused to bow his head. He already knew Edmund's strength was formidable, definitely seeking to settle scores with Vajra. If his boss, Vajra, discovered that he was the one who leaked the address, he would undoubtedly face severe consequences, a fate worse than death. Bang! Edmund didn't bother with idle talk with Viridian, casually kicking him off the ground. Viridian was sent flying a few meters away, crashing to the ground, and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. "If you don't want to die, just answer honestly..." Edmund's killing intent was overwhelming. Viridian felt as if he was targeted by a primordial beast, fear rising within him. He had no doubt that if he continued to be defiant, Edmund would not hesitate to send him to meet the King of Hell. "I... I'll speak..." He quickly yielded, confessing everything. It turns out that Simba and Vajra from the underworld were indeed classmates but they had little to do with each other over the years. However, last night, Simba brought Sherry to seek an audience with Vajra. Initially, Vajra did not care for Simba, now a tyrant of Heavenhill City, while Simba was just doing alright, a big gap in status and position. Despite that, Sherry used all her charm, and with Simba going with the flow, Vajra and Sherry ended up in bed together, agreeing to help them teach Edmund a lesson. Thus, the earlier incident occurred. However, Sherry did not expect that Vajra, a man with many women, had already contracted a venereal disease, which she then caught as well, a case of retribution. ... At half-past two in the afternoon, inside a detached villa in a residential area of Heavenhill City's development zone. A man in his thirties, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a solemn expression, was napping on a large bed in a spacious bedroom. A slim, enchantingly beautiful young woman sat at the edge of the bed, gently massaging him. This man was Vajra, Lidio, who had risen to notoriety in recent years in Heavenhill City for his ruthlessness! Suddenly, the mobile phone on the nightstand began to vibrate. The woman picked up the phone and saw it was Simba calling. "Viridian is becoming more useless, leading so many men but unable to deal with a kid just out of prison. Do I need to send Galceon into action?" After Lidio answered the call, his expression darkened even more, anger evident. He referred to Viridian, whom Edmund had broken his wrist and a leg, as Viridian. But to others, known as "Viridian," he was just Viridian to him. And Galceon was his top enforcer, with the strength of a mid-level Heavenly Master. "Vajra, no need for you to send anyone else, I'm already here." Just then, footsteps were heard at the bedroom door. "Who!" Vajra was shocked, leaping from the bed and pulling out a handgun from the nightstand. As the person entered the room, it was Edmund. Whoosh! Just as Vajra was about to aim at Edmund, a flying weapon whistled through the air, a silver needle hitting his wrist. The pain made him drop the handgun onto the floor. He didn't have time to pick up the gun as Edmund rushed over, swift as lightning, stepping on the gun. With Edmund's true energy erupting underfoot, the steel handgun was crushed, and the floor tiles also shattered extensively. "Someone!" Vajra was shocked, and the woman screamed. "Stop shouting, all the men in your villa have been knocked out by me." Edmund coldly looked at Vajra. "Are you... Edmund?" Vajra was already terrified because Edmund managed to silently make his way to his bedroom, killing him would be as easy as flipping his hand. But he couldn't understand, how could a man, just released from prison and about to become the Conner family's gravekeeper, possess such capabilities? "Yes, you helped Simba against me. Moreover, you even thought of harming my sister. I am here to tell you, if there's next time, you and your family will end up like this cabinet." Edmund snorted coldly and punched the bedside cabinet. The bedside cabinet was made of wood, and it was not easy to smash. However, with his punch, it turned into powder! One could imagine what would happen if this punch landed on a person. "You... you are an innate master..." Vajra had experienced countless storms, but upon witnessing Edmund's prowess, he was still frightened. It's known that his top fighter, Galceon, was merely a mid-stage Heavenly Master. Compared to an innate master, the gap was too wide. Not to mention Galceon was not around, even if he was, he couldn't protect him. Edmund did not respond, saying nothing, but a killing intent surged around him. "Mr. Dawson, I'm sorry, Simba is my classmate, he asked for my help, so I sent Virdian over. It turns out I was harmed by Simba, this bastard. I will have someone properly deal with him." But Vajra was quick to react, his originally fierce and solemn expression suddenly showed a flattering smile, "However, I assure you, similar incidents will not happen again, and I will compensate you with one hundred thousand dollars." " One hundred thousand dollars, are you treating me like a beggar?" Edmund sneered. He knew people like Vajra, who were involved in the underworld, definitely made a lot of illicit money. Since he had come, it wasn't something that one hundred thousand dollars could resolve. "Mr. Dawson, I offer you two hundred thousand dollars as an apology. If you need anything in the future, I will not hesitate to assist. Please spare me." Vajra smiled again, trying to appease, "You might see me having a bit of a reputation in the underworld, but it's not easy to survive in this line. I have many people to support and need to manage relationships in all aspects. I don't earn much in a year." "Two hundred thousand dollars is fine, but money cannot solve everything when a mistake is made. I have to teach you a lesson. After I leave, you might think of retaliating, but ten minutes after my departure, you will abandon such thoughts and call me asking for forgiveness," Edmund said indifferently. His right hand trembled slightly, and several hair-thin silver needles silently shot into Vajra's body without him noticing. Soon, Vajra wrote a check and handed over his business card respectfully to Edmund, hoping this god of death would leave quickly. Edmund left without further words, leaving behind a phone number and swiftly departed. He knew that people like Vajra would not submit so easily. After confirming Edmund's departure, Vajra and the woman came out from the master bedroom, only to find four of their men unconscious in the corridor outside. And on the first floor and at the entrance, five more were knocked out. "This Edmund, is truly terrifying. What kind of person is he?" Vajra gasped in shock, knowing that these fourteen men were elites, all Heavenly Masters who had developed internal energy, but they were knocked unconscious without any chance to warn. "Lord Vajra, Edmund is indeed formidable, but are we just going to take this loss?" the woman couldn't help asking. "Always shooting at geese, yet got pecked in the eye by one. Of course, we can't let this go. However, now is not the right time to deal with someone like Edmund. He doesn't fully trust me, so we have to wait until his guard is down before acting. Moreover, my men can't handle him. We need to find someone else," Vajra said. Being able to stand and dominate in the underworld requires more than just bravery and ruthlessness. Intelligence is also essential, and he was no exception. However, as soon as he finished speaking, his head suddenly started buzzing. He began to experience a severe headache, as if countless fine needles were stabbing into his head. Moments later, he started hallucinating, seeing mountains of corpses and rivers of blood everywhere, with ghosts and spirits crawling from all directions, coming to claim his life... "What... what's going on... quick... help me sit down..." He struggled to stabilize his mind and hastily asked the woman to help. "Lord Vajra, what's wrong?" the woman helped Vajra to the sofa, alarmed. "I... I'm hallucinating, my head is about to explode..." After sitting down, Vajra gasped for air. "Could it be Edmund's doing? Before leaving, he mentioned you might retaliate, but ten minutes after his departure, you would abandon the thought of revenge and call him asking for forgiveness..." the woman suddenly remembered what had happened and said. "This person's methods are unfathomable. Call him right away, we cannot retaliate against this person, only seek to befriend..." Despite the headache, Vajra took out his phone and had the woman dial the number that Edmund had provided.

chapter 15 The unpredictable methods of ghosts and gods ===

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