My Ares Son-in-Law

In this small container, Xiao Chen single-handedly demonstrated what a truly strong man is, allowing everyone to witness his terror and inviolability.

"No, don't kill me!" Bai Maoxiang's voice trembled with a hint of crying. His legs bent involuntarily and he finally knelt on the ground.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were full of fear of death and desire to survive. He clasped his hands together and kept begging Xiao Chen for mercy, as if this would give his life a little more protection.

Xiao Chen stared at Bai Maoxiang coldly, without any fluctuation in his deep eyes, as if he was watching an insignificant farce.

He spoke slowly, his voice cold and firm: "Leave 10 million in compensation and get out." The sentence was short and powerful, and every word seemed to come from an ice cellar, making people shudder.

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Bai Maoxiang felt a surge of despair in his heart at first, but then a strong desire to survive rekindled his hope.

Ten million, although it was a considerable sum of money for him, was insignificant compared to his life. He was secretly glad that at least he still had a chance to survive.

Therefore, Bai Maoxiang did not dare to delay at all. He immediately took out a special mobile phone from his arms and operated the screen quickly with his fingers.

Although his movements were hasty, they were extremely skilled. It was obvious that this kind of emergency transfer operation was not the first time for him. Soon, a huge amount of compensation was transferred from his special account to the account designated by Xiao Chen.

After completing the transfer, Bai Maoxiang breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to stay for another second, for fear that Xiao Chen would go back on his word.

He stood up in a hurry, called his men around him, and they fled from this dangerous place in a tumbling manner. Their backs looked particularly embarrassed in the dim light, like a group of wild animals being chased by hunters, just wanting to escape from this dangerous place as soon as possible.

Xiao Chen stood there, watching Bai Maoxiang and his group go away, without any change on his face. To him, all this was just a small episode in his life, solving a problem and getting the compensation he deserved, that's all.

After the crowd dispersed, only Xiao Chen and Zhao Liang were left in the container. Silence returned to the surroundings, with only the occasional sound of traffic in the distance breaking the silence.

Xiao Chen slowly took out an exquisite bank card from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Liang, saying with unquestionable determination: "Here is 6 million, take it. The password is six s, very simple, but I suggest you change it yourself later, safety first."

He paused, looked deeply at Zhao Liang, and continued, "As for the compensation from Bai Maoxiang just now, I dealt with it directly and did not transfer it to you. After all, those guys are ruthless and if they track down your account, it will only bring you more trouble."

Zhao Liang instinctively pulled his hands back upon hearing this, his eyes full of astonishment and uneasiness. "No, no, no, I can't take it..." He waved his hands repeatedly, his voice trembling and insistent. In his opinion, this huge sum of money was too heavy, and he had no virtue or ability to accept it.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen sighed softly and stuffed the bank card into Zhao Liang's hand, his eyes full of determination that would not refrain from rejection.

"Don't be so long-winded," he said with a bit of strength and warmth, "This is the compensation your father deserves. I am just passing it on on his behalf. It is not a personal gift from me. Since I have intervened in your father's affairs, I must see it through to the end."

Zhao Liang held the bank card tightly in his hand, as if it was the most precious treasure in his life. Tears welled up in his eyes, and finally slid down his cheeks uncontrollably, dripping onto the cold ground, splashing tiny water droplets. At this moment, all the gratitude, guilt, helplessness and relief intertwined and turned into his silent crying.

He looked up at Xiao Chen, his eyes full of mixed emotions. Xiao Chen's appearance was like a beam of light that penetrated the darkness in his life and gave him hope and strength.

This kindness, to him, was higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. He knew that he might never be able to repay it in his entire life. But he secretly vowed that no matter how bumpy the road ahead would be, he would always remember this kindness.

"Don't cry. Your father's condition is actually not a big problem." Xiao Chen's voice was gentle but powerful. He patted Zhao Liang's shoulder gently, giving him silent comfort and encouragement.

That smile, like the warm sunshine in spring, penetrated the haze in Zhao Liang's heart and made him feel a long-lost sense of security.

"After you go back, as long as you rest well for a month, you should be able to fully recover. Also, I'm going back to Tianhai as well, so I'll take you with me so I can take care of you on the way."

Zhao Liang's nose was involuntarily sore when he heard this, and his eyes were red again, as if a flood would burst at any time. He held back his tears and nodded vigorously, his voice choked but firm: "Yes!"

This trust and gratitude, needless to say, has been deeply imprinted between the two.

Afterwards, the two worked together to carefully lift Zhao Liang's father, Zhao Meng, onto the boat. This boat was the one Xiao Chen had cleverly seized from Tie Meihua before. Although it had experienced a storm, it now became their boat of hope on their way home.

The hull is quite luxurious, and appears particularly sturdy and reliable under the sun, as if it can carry all hopes and dreams.

During the process of moving, Xiao Chen reminded Zhao Liang to be careful from time to time, ensuring that every movement was gentle and steady, for fear of causing any discomfort to Zhao Meng. Zhao Liang, on the other hand, was fully focused, and every look and every movement revealed his deep care and love for his father.

Finally, with the joint efforts of the two, Zhao Meng was safely placed in the cabin. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the busy Xiao Chen and Zhao Liang, with a hint of relief and gratitude in his eyes.

Although he was still very weak, he knew that with these two people by his side, he would be able to get through this difficult time.

As the boat slowly sailed away from the shore, the sea breeze blew gently, bringing with it a hint of saltiness and freedom.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun was slanting down on the roadside, coating everything with a layer of light golden light. Jiang Qingtao stood there, his eyes dull, as if he was deeply shocked by the scene before him and couldn't recover from the astonishment.

His eyes followed the receding backs of Bai Maoxiang and his group. He saw that they looked panic-stricken and staggering. They were carrying Zhao Liushi's heavy body, which had long lost its life, on their backs, looking particularly miserable.

"See? This is the terrifying thing about Doctor Xiao." Jiang Fengliang's voice sounded at the right time, with a bit of emotion and awe. (End of this chapter)