The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

"All of you move aside and make way for me. Your highness is going to open everyone's eyes today!"

"Break that brat's hands. Let him know the outcome of coming to our Sea Dragon Gang to cause trouble."

A few supervisors loudly shouted, flattering Wang Tiegu. Wang Tiegu was extremely pleased with himself as he listened. The old overseer lowered his head and sighed. Although he had seen many such scenes, he still felt cruel.

The workers didn't dare to say anything. A few of them loudly cheered Wang Tiegu on. Their excitement was indescribable.

No one was optimistic about Li Dao. After all, everyone's judgment was based on their first impression of Li Dao.

Li Dao didn't say anything as he attentively watched Wang Tiegu's every move. His right hand was placed on the sword hilt, and the feeling of being connected by flesh and blood rose up in his heart.

Li Dao was completely focused on his task, his full attention was focused on Wang Tiegu, he was no longer affected by any external factors.

Like a mountain of flesh, Wang Tiegang started to madly run on the dock. The smile on his face became even more ferocious and cruel. He let out a weird cry as the fat on his body trembled, as if the earth itself was trembling along with his body.

Li Dao could not hear what the fat guy was shouting about. He only stared at the fat guy who looked like a mountain of flesh. He watched as the fat guy's body grew larger and larger in his eyes.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, Li Dao naturally handed over his long sword, as if he had practiced this technique a thousand times.

There was no sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh, no sound at all. The long sword accurately stabbed into Wang Tiegu's chest, directly into his heart.

He didn't die immediately. His eyes were wide open and blood frothed in his mouth. He raised his palm, which was the size of a millstone, and smacked it towards Li Dao's head.

Drawing his sword, he immediately retreated, leaped up, and brandished the sword.

The pillar of blood shot into the sky like a fountain, hot blood spurting out continuously. The scene was extremely terrifying. He saw the young man standing on the spot. In front of him was a headless body, and even though it was headless, it was still as tall as him. He held a purple longsword in his hand, its blade untainted by even a speck of dust, as if he didn't kill anyone.

The pier was completely silent. After a short period of silence, there were cries of alarm, and some people tightly held their mouths to prevent themselves from making a sound. Most people's legs trembled, as if they would collapse at any moment. The visual impact from a moment ago had truly been a bit shocking for them.

There were no screams, only men, and they couldn't be expected to scream like silly female dragons in a movie. No one shouted and rushed out to take revenge. They were not stupid in front of fear.

The people on the wharf looked at Li Dao in a different light. No one dared to speak, and the supervisors did the same.

The two youngsters in the crowd looked at Li Dao with a complicated gaze. There was fear, excitement, and hesitation. As for Li Dao, he was in the midst of calming down. Just now, when the sword had pierced into Wang Tiegu's heart, it had given him a wonderful feeling. Now, he had to adjust his state of mind. Otherwise, if someone threw a brick at him, he would probably be thrown into the street.

Second Master has been killed! Second Master has been killed! "

A supervisor howled as he ran towards the warehouse. The other supervisors also reacted and quickly ran towards the warehouse. However, their legs and legs were no longer as nimble as they usually were.

The old overseer did not run away. Instead, he gave Li Dao a look, indicating for him to leave quickly.

In the face of the old man's kindness, Li Dao immediately replied with a brilliant smile.

"Big Brother, quick, come with us out of here, Wang Tie-zhu that bastard will be coming out soon." The two young workers immediately spread out the crowd and ran towards Li Dao.

"Why are you leaving?" Li Dao smiled. This, his little bro had come to vote, this was the result he would end up with.

"They have a lot of people, so hurry up and leave with me," the other explained.

"No, I'm here to raise a stick. I can't let the two of you leave." Li Dao shook his head and gestured with the sword in his hand with a harmless smile on his face.

The two youngsters looked at each other. They were born and raised in Shanghai and were not bad, but that did not mean that they did not understand the meaning behind the pole.