My Ares Son-in-Law

This voice belonged to Wang Xiaodao. Wang Xiaodao's voice was filled with fear, shock, and hoarseness, as if he was trying to stop a disaster.

Wang Dadao was sitting there with an upright posture and a stern face. He glanced at Wang Xiaodao indifferently, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

According to his usual style of doing things, for this kind of kid who dared to challenge their majesty, he would just kill him directly. Why go to so much trouble and even call for a stop? His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about the deep meaning behind Wang Xiaodao's move.

The others also looked at Wang Xiaodao in confusion. Their movements all stopped at the same time, but the anger on their faces did not diminish at all. Their eyes were full of confusion and dissatisfaction, as if they were waiting for a reasonable explanation.

Xiao Chen looked at Wang Xiaodao with a playful smile on his face. He said slowly: "It seems that you have not completed my instructions. If you were a little later, there would be a river of blood here." His voice was calm and deep, but with a majesty that could not be ignored.

After saying that, Xiao Chen relit a cigarette, his movements were skillful and graceful. He gently blew out a smoke ring, and then sat directly on the strongman who had fainted from the pain, as if he didn't care about it at all.

He looked through the smoke at Wang Dadao, who was dressed in a suit and tie, standing behind the desk. There was both provocation and scrutiny in his eyes.

Wang Dadao felt Xiao Chen's gaze, and his eyes became sharper, as if he wanted to penetrate Xiao Chen's disguise and see his true intentions.

However, Xiao Chen just smiled faintly, as if everything was under control. The atmosphere in the entire office became extremely tense, as if a string had been stretched to the extreme and could break at any time.

"Wang Dadao, you seem quite calm." Xiao Chen said jokingly, his voice echoing in the empty office with a hint of playfulness and provocation. His eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if he was appreciating Wang Dadao's reaction.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiao Chen seemed to be completely indifferent, as if no one was around. There was no fear on his face, only indifference and disdain. His posture was upright, like an unshakable mountain, no matter how turbulent the wind and waves around him were, they could not shake him at all.

Wang Xiaodao looked at Xiao Chen, who was smiling, and his heart was startled. He felt a little ominous. He thought to himself that he was right. Xiao Chen was really a dragon crossing the river, and a crazy dragon at that. He was the kind of person that no one could afford to offend.

He originally thought that he had given them three days to allow them to prepare, but only one day had passed and Xiao Chen couldn't wait to come to him. Was he unable to wait any longer?
Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Xiaodao's mind, and he speculated on Xiao Chen's intentions. Was he here to kill Wang Dadao? Or was he just here to demonstrate, or did he have other more complicated purposes? Wang Xiaodao's heart was full of doubts and uneasiness, and he couldn't predict what would happen next.

He looked around and saw that the warriors who were about to rush forward had stopped because of Xiao Chen's appearance. There was both anger and fear in their eyes.

Wang Xiaodao knew that these people were no match for Xiao Chen. If he took action, it would be futile and he might even lose his life.

Who will walk out of this door alive today? Wang Xiaodao's heart was filled with uncertainty and anxiety. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and think about how to deal with it. However, facing an opponent like Xiao Chen, he knew that he had fallen into an unprecedented predicament.

"Gu!" Wang Xiaodao didn't dare to say more, but just swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. His throat seemed to be stuck by something, and made a faint sound.

There was a flash of fear in his eyes, which was an instinctive reaction when facing the unknown fear. He stared at Xiao Chen closely, fearing that he would become a victim of this conflict if he was not careful.

"Hehe, Xiaodao said you were a fierce dragon crossing the river. Today, I see that you are indeed quite interesting." Wang Dadao sneered, with a hint of disdain and provocation in his voice.

He slowly walked in front of Xiao Chen, his eyes were as sharp as a torch, as if he wanted to see through Xiao Chen. "But you underestimate our Dadao Company, which is your biggest mistake."

After saying that, Wang Dadao pointed at a man next to him. The man was tall and strong with muscular body, and he exuded a frightening murderous aura from his whole body.

"This, Daotuo, is the best fighter in my Dadao Company. He has extraordinary strength. He once broke into the enemy's lair alone and escaped unscathed." There was a bit of complacency and pride in Wang Dadao's words, as if Daotuo was his masterpiece.

Then, he pointed at the two men next to Daotuo. They had cold temperaments and sharp eyes, like two swords drawn from their sheaths, ready to bite anyone at any time. "The two next to them are the strong men he invited from outside, Nie Feng and Nie Mo. They are brothers with equal strength and tacit cooperation. They have defeated countless masters together."

Wang Dadao's words were full of trust and reliance on these three people, as if as long as they were there, nothing could stop Dadao Company's progress. He looked at Xiao Chen coldly, as if waiting for Xiao Chen's response.

However, Xiao Chen only glanced at the three people calmly. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, but a hint of ridicule and disdain. He seemed to have seen through the strength and details of the three people and did not care about their threats at all.

The man named Daotuo was wearing an antique robe. The texture and style of the robe made him look like a thief who had walked out directly from the screen of a martial arts movie, exuding an unruly and free-spirited vibe.

He was tall with a straight back, carrying a large sword on his back. The sword had no gorgeous scabbard and was exposed to the air. It looked plain and unpretentious, but not to be underestimated.

The blade is not bright, but rather a bit dark, with spots of blood on it, which seem to be traces left intentionally, silently telling the past and glory of the knife.

Daotuo's face was cold, his eyes were as deep as a cold pond, he looked at Xiao Chen indifferently, his eyes were full of arrogance and disdain, it seemed that in his eyes, Xiao Chen was just an insignificant little character, not worth his attention at all.

Looking at Nie Feng and Nie Mo again, the two of them standing together looked like a pair of twins carved from the same mold. Except for the different colors of their clothes, it was almost impossible to tell them apart.

They both had strange cockscomb haircuts, one was as black as the night sky, the other was as white as the first snow in winter, forming a sharp contrast. (End of this chapter)