My Ares Son-in-Law

Zhao Liang clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. Blue veins bulged on the pale backs of his hands and his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped red marks.

The pain constantly stimulated his nerves like fine needles, but miraculously it also allowed him to maintain a subtle sense of clarity and calmness in this desperate situation.

Sweat slid down his resolute chin, dripped onto the cold ground, and was instantly swallowed up, silently telling of his tenacity and indomitable spirit.

At this moment, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with seductive makeup suddenly broke into the tense atmosphere. Her laughter was clear and pleasant, but it carried a subtle chill and provocation.

"Hehe, Bai Jun, my darling, you are really cruel, but I just like your cruel look. You are worthy of being the man that Zhao Lina likes. You even have such an artistic sense in torturing people."

There was a strange light in her eyes, which was both an admiration for Bai Jun's methods and a gloating over Zhao Liang's situation.

There was a mixture of pride and teasing in her words, and every word was like a carefully crafted arrow, shooting towards Zhao Liang's heart.

Her eyes slowly swept over Zhao Liang with a look of amusement and disdain. A mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. That smile contained her expectation that Zhao Liang was about to collapse, as if she was standing on the edge of the stage, watching a carefully planned show, and Zhao Liang was the most helpless actor in the show.

The appearance of Zhao Lina seemed to inject an invisible force into Bai Jun.

He slapped Zhao Liang's cheek even more arrogantly, and every slap was accompanied by a cold curse: "Waste! Waste! Who do you think you are? Asking you to kneel down and beg for mercy is giving you face, and you dare to resist? I'm giving you face, right?"

There was a cruel light flashing in Bai Jun's eyes, and his movements became more and more powerful, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and disdain on this seemingly weak but unyielding opponent.

Everything around seemed to be still, leaving only Bai Jun's cursing, Zhao Lina's mocking laughter and Zhao Liang's extremely suppressed breathing, echoing in this depressing space, forming a suffocating picture.

However, at this moment, a strong and firm hand, as if containing a will of steel, silently grabbed Bai Jun's arm.

The appearance of this hand was like a sudden storm, startling Bai Jun, who was immersed in anger and arrogance.

He tried to struggle free, but was surprised to find that the hand seemed to be reinforced by invisible chains. No matter how he struggled, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and he could not budge at all.

"You bastard, who dares to meddle in my business?!" Bai Jun roared, his voice filled with unparalleled arrogance and anger. He couldn't believe that someone on this artificial island dared to challenge his authority so boldly.

His eyes were burning with rage, as if he wanted to devour anyone who dared to stop him.

"Snapped!"

A crisp and loud slap sound cut through the air. Xiao Chen's actions were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.

This slap not only hit Bai Jun's face, but also hit his arrogant heart. Bai Jun felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and the severe pain on his cheek made him lose the ability to think instantly. He stood there in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief and astonishment.

He had never thought that someone would dare to attack him on this artificial island, let alone such a merciless slap. He was the son of the general manager of Aramco Group. From childhood to adulthood, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? The people around him were also stunned by this scene, and they all cast complicated glances at him, some were shocked, and some were secretly delighted.

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold and firm. He stood there like an insurmountable mountain, making all of Bai Jun's arrogance and arrogance disappear in the face of this momentum.

"This is not called meddling in other people's business, because I was the one who bought the fish. Want to cause trouble? Come to me, don't say you don't dare!" Xiao Chen's words were as piercing as ice. Every word was clear and powerful, revealing his unquestionable determination.

He looked at Bai Jun coldly, with a hint of indifference in his deep eyes, as if he could see through the deepest darkness in people's hearts.

On Bai Jun's face, which was twisted with anger, Xiao Chen saw only endless greed and tyranny. In his eyes, such people were like termites, corroding the health of society. Apart from exploiting the people and bullying the weak, they had no other value.

Xiao Chen's eyes gradually became sharper. Although the murderous intent contained in them was not directly revealed, the cold breath made the air around them freeze.

He seemed to be prepared. If Bai Jun made any extreme move, he would take action without hesitation to protect those innocent people who were oppressed.

Zhao Liang, who was standing nearby, was filled with shock and fear after witnessing all this. He had never seen Xiao Chen so brave and resolute, and he had never thought that Xiao Chen would dare to hit Bai Jun, the son of the general manager of the Aramco Group, who was so powerful on the artificial island that no one dared to mess with him.

Zhao Liang's heartbeat quickened, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He knew very well that once Bai Jun got angry, the consequences would be disastrous. Xiao Chen's actions undoubtedly put himself in a dangerous situation, and he might even lose his life, not to mention staying on this artificial island.

"How dare you hit me!" Bai Jun's roar broke the silence around him. His voice trembled with anger, and his fists were clenched as if he would launch a more violent attack at any time.

However, under Xiao Chen's cold and firm gaze, his arrogance seemed to be weakened a little, and he looked particularly powerless.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a dull and powerful crash sounded in the air. Xiao Chen's movements were clean and neat, without any delay. He flashed and kicked out directly, with such force that the space was shaken.

Bai Jun's body was like a kite with a broken string. It was kicked away by this irresistible force, drawing an arc and finally falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

This sudden scene stunned everyone, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. Bai Jun, who usually ran rampant on the artificial island and no one dared to provoke him, was now lying on the ground, his face pale, his eyes full of disbelief and pain.

He struggled to get up, but found that he didn't have the strength to move a finger.

The people around were also stunned. They were either shocked, or afraid, or excited. Their eyes intertwined to form a complex picture.

Who could have thought that Xiao Chen would be so fierce and bold, and that he would take action directly without any hesitation when facing a powerful son like Bai Jun. (End of this chapter)