My Ares Son-in-Law

They rolled on the ground in pain, covering their eyes tightly with their hands. Blood seeped out from between their fingers, staining their palms and the ground red.

This blow was like thunder, instantly shocking everyone present. Their faces were filled with fear and terror, as if they had seen something incredible.

The thugs who were ready to rush forward were now too frightened to move. Their bodies were shaking unconsciously, their eyes filled with fear and retreat, as if they were restrained by an invisible force and could not take another step.

Some were so frightened that they took several steps back, almost bumping into the wall behind them. Their faces were pale, their lips were trembling slightly, and they seemed unable to speak.

They were filled with regret and fear, realizing that they might have offended a powerful person who they could not afford to offend. After all, someone who could play with chopsticks so skillfully and act so decisively and ruthlessly could not be an ordinary person.

They are not fools. They won't go there and seek death just for a few dollars.

The atmosphere in the box instantly became solemn and depressing, as if even the air had frozen. Everyone held their breath, fearing that they would cause any more trouble.

Fang Qingxue was still sitting there, her expression calm and indifferent, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her. There was an indescribable light flashing in her eyes, a kind of confidence and control over power, which made everyone present feel an invisible pressure.

When the handsome young man saw this scene, the sneer on his face froze instantly, replaced by disbelief and astonishment: "I didn't expect that he was a martial artist. He looks quite powerful. No wonder he is so arrogant. But, do you really think that no one can deal with you?"

There was a hint of reluctance and anger in his tone, as if he couldn't accept that he had fallen into the hands of a woman.

He turned to look at a sturdy man beside him, his eyes flashing with cunning and expectation: "Yaowu, aren't you a dragon vein warrior? If you take care of this woman for me today, I promise that you will be my security captain in the future, and your salary will be doubled. How about it?"

His words were full of temptation and threats, as if he was testing Yaowu's loyalty and ability.

Following the handsome young man's shout, a man slowly squeezed in from the crowd behind him. He was tall and strong, with muscular body, like a walking mountain of flesh.

There was a strong murderous look in his eyes, like a beast about to hunt, which made people shudder. He glanced at Fang Qingxue, and his eyes showed both respect for the strong and contempt for the weak, as if he had already regarded Fang Qingxue as a prey.

"Don't worry, young master," Yaowu's voice was low and powerful, as if roaring from the depths of his throat, "When I was with Mr. Bai, I dealt with women like this many times. Leave it to me!"

His tone was full of confidence and arrogance, as if in his world, there was no problem he couldn't solve. He unconsciously clenched his fists, and his joints made a slight cracking sound, as if announcing his determination and strength to Fang Qingxue.

The handsome young man waved his hand gently, with a playful smile on his face: "Help me deal with these two girls, and my security captain will be yours! From now on, you can eat and drink as deliciously as before in Amei Group, and enjoy endless wealth and glory waiting for you!"

His tone was full of temptation and promises, as if a bright future would be within reach as long as Yaowu nodded.

Upon hearing this, the man called Yaowu's face instantly lit up with joy. His smile was like the excitement of a beast before hunting, and there was even a fierce look in his eyes, as if he had already regarded Fang Qingxue and Sophie as his prey.

"Girl, you're unlucky to meet me." His words were full of contempt and provocation, as if he had already seen the moment of his victory.

As he spoke, he rushed towards Fang Qingxue like an arrow from a bow. For him, today's battle was not just a simple fight, but a key battle that would determine whether he could get along well in the Poison King Family in the future.

Therefore, he must never give in and must go all out to demonstrate his strength and determination.

However, just as he was about to touch Fang Qingxue, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Xiao Chen sitting at the table. At that moment, he was struck by lightning, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in place, his movements were stiff, and a trace of disbelief and fear flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Xiao Chen was looking at Zhang Yaowu with a smile, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.

He opened his mouth slowly, his voice calm and deep: "So your name is Yaowu, what's the matter, after you died for taking credit for nothing, are you going somewhere else to make a living?" Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhang Yaowu's heart hard, making him unable to avoid or refute.

Zhang Yaowu's attack froze at that moment, and his entire body seemed to be immobilized by an invisible force, unable to move.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at Xiao Chen who was sitting there leisurely eating his food. There was both fear and disbelief in his eyes.

His pupils were trembling, as if telling of his inner panic and fear.

"Xiao Chen!" Zhang Yaowu exclaimed in his heart. This name was like a curse, which instantly made him fall into the abyss of despair.

How could he be here? He had clearly left that world full of danger and killing, so why did he meet Xiao Chen here again?

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Zhang Yaowu's heart was filled with fear and despair. He could clearly feel his heart beating violently, and every beat seemed to tell of the fragility and helplessness of life. Blood rushed into his brain like a wild horse, making him feel dizzy and suffocated.

His mind was blank, with only Xiao Chen's calm and deep eyes flashing continuously.

He seemed to see his own end, which was darkness and despair, endless pain and torture.

Terror buried him like a tide, making it impossible for him to breathe or struggle. He could only endure it all silently and wait for the judgment of fate.

He still clearly remembered that night, the moonlight was as bright as water, the wind was biting cold, and as the security captain who had taken credit for nothing, he witnessed that thrilling contest with his own eyes.

Bai Maogong, the once glorious and powerful chairman of the Amei Group, was actually abolished at that moment and fell in a pool of blood. The strong man of the Black Hawk Company was directly killed by Xiao Chen, and he looked particularly pale and powerless under the moonlight.

That scene, like a tragic picture, was deeply imprinted in his heart and became a nightmare that he could never erase.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would always unconsciously recall the fear and despair of that night, as if those bloody scenes were replaying before his eyes. (End of this chapter)