C58 You Can Try!

He wasn't a saint by any means, but he wouldn't stoop to squabbling with a child.

Yet, if he hadn't been so determined, he certainly wouldn't have shown any mercy.

In the era of ninjas, surviving to this day, particularly in a place like the Grass Country, there were no saints to be found!

"Gekka Ming, I don't care who's at fault here today. You had the audacity to talk back to me. So forget about working here anymore. And good luck finding a job at any construction site—I'd like to see who'd dare hire you after you've crossed me, Yoda Ayumu!"

Yoda Ayumu declared icily.

He effectively terminated Yang Ming's employment, ensuring that Yang Ming wouldn't find a foothold at any construction site in the Grass Country!

"Talk about cutting off someone's future. That's brutal, truly brutal!"

The workers nearby shivered at his words, each letting out a heavy sigh.

They were all hard laborers; without a job on the site, they'd be left to starve, a grim prospect in these uncertain times.

Sympathy filled the eyes of all who now looked at Yang Ming.

Gong Lizi wanted to intercede, but as an outsider and in the face of Yoda Ayumu's rage, she was powerless. She decided to wait until Yoda Ayumu cooled off before bringing Yang Ming to apologize.

Today, they were truly caught between a rock and a hard place.

But at that moment, Yang Ming simply smiled.

"Fine by me. I came here to resign anyway. Since it's come to this, I'll save my breath. But before I go, let's clear the air of any bad blood. You five stand together, and while I'm not one to hold grudges, don't think for a second I'll let you walk all over me."

With that, Yang Ming's gaze turned icy, and he launched a punch at Yoda Ayumu!

The punch came out of nowhere, swift and fierce. Yoda Ayumu barely registered the danger before the punch landed with a thunderous impact!

"Boom!"

He was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the reinforced concrete behind him.

A deep, human-shaped crater marked the spot.

Yoda Ayumu's body was now indistinguishable from the steel and concrete he was embedded in.

Dead.

The crowd gasped in shock at the sight before them.

They hadn't anticipated Yang Ming's decisiveness in taking a life without a moment's pause.

"Gekka Ming..."

Gong Lizi's face paled. She hadn't foreseen Yang Ming's lethal response. Yoda Ayumu might have been an ordinary man, but his second uncle and father were in charge of the construction site. With Ayumu dead, the aftermath would be a nightmare to handle.

Before she could utter another word, Yang Ming was on the move again, his fists flying.

He stood before the dumbfounded Tajima Ang and his companions, unleashing a flurry of punches.

"I came here out of desperation, seeking only a meal. You plotted against me because I threatened your livelihoods. Had I not dodged in time, anyone else would have been dead by now. You sought my life; why should I spare yours?"

With four resounding thuds, Tajima Ang and the others were hurled into the air, their bodies bursting into a mist of blood before they could even scream. They couldn't withstand the ferocity of Yang Ming's power and were obliterated.

There would be no bodies to recover.

Yang Ming's five punches had claimed five lives, his demeanor cold and detached, as if he had merely crushed five ants beneath his foot.

His chilling indifference sent a wave of fear through the onlookers.

"Who dares to cause trouble on my construction site!"

Just then, a stern voice cut through the air.

Takemura Akira and the foreman, Kurahashi Shinai, had hurried to the scene, but by the time they arrived, it was already too late.