My Ares Son-in-Law

The woman said coldly: "Just admit defeat, you are no match for me." Her voice sounded as if it had been soaked in ice water, but her left hand hanging by her side was trembling slightly - the previous combo had also taken a heavy toll on her.

Lin Yuantu shook his head and forced himself to stand up straight.

He ripped open the torn collar of his suit, revealing his muscular chest with three crisscrossing bloodstains printed on it: "Come again!" Before he finished speaking, several bulbs of the crystal chandelier suddenly exploded, and the flying glass shards drew a silver line between the two of them.

A hint of admiration flashed in the woman's eyes, but her hands were merciless. She suddenly took out an ancient bronze ring from her bosom and put it on. The dark pattern seemed to move like a living thing under the light.

As the ring buckled into the base of her finger, a buzzing sound like the roar of a tiger or a dragon suddenly rang out in the box. The wind from her fist suddenly became three times more powerful, and even the air was torn into ripples visible to the naked eye.

Lin Yuantu's pupils shrank suddenly, but it was too late to react. The woman's figure turned into three afterimages, and her real body, wrapped in the power of the ancient bronze ring, punched him in the chest with a heavy punch.

This attack actually carried with it the murderous aura of an ancient battlefield. Lin Yuanxiang flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, smashed the screen and fell heavily to the ground. The marble floor tiles beneath him cracked like a spider web.

"Is this a secret treasure of ancient martial arts?" Lin Yuantu struggled to prop up half of his body, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth. He recognized the Taotie pattern engraved on the ring - it was the mark of the ancient military treasure "Tiger Ring".

The woman nodded, and her fingertips were burned red when she took off the ring: "You are very strong, but still a little short." She turned and walked towards Li Haojie, her black leather boots stepping on the mess on the ground, and the crystal fragments made a tiny whining sound under her feet.

Li Haojie sat on the only leather sofa that had been used, his legs crossed, his face full of pride. He shook the red wine glass, the liquid in the glass glowed blood-red under the chandelier: "Mr. Xiao, it seems that your disciple..."

"You seem very proud of yourself?"

Xiao Chen glanced at Li Haojie calmly, his left hand still playing with the teacup, but his right hand flicked his fingers casually. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the box, and a drop of tea flew out of the Biluochun teacup, condensing into a crystal arrow in the air.

The female bodyguard who had just won the battle suddenly had her pupils shrink, and she instinctively crossed her arms to block. However, the moment the "water arrow" touched her arm, it unexpectedly exploded with tremendous force.

She was like being hit by a huge hammer, her body flew backwards and smashed three screens, and finally fell heavily on Li Haojie's chair. The crocodile leather sofa exploded, wood chips flew, and Li Haojie rolled and crawled to the corner, his gold-rimmed glasses shattered.

"Mr. Xiaoxiao!" Li Haojie slumped against the wall, his expensive suit stained with tea.

He stared at Xiao Chen's still steaming teacup in horror, forcing a smile uglier than crying, with a pleading look on his face: "Mr. Xiao, I think there are some misunderstandings between us, can we talk about it..."

Xiao Chen did not continue to attack, but glanced at Li Haojie calmly, with a faint smile on his face. The smile seemed gentle, but it revealed a chill that made people's heart palpitate, like a lazy tiger, which made people shudder even though it did not show its fangs and claws.

"Do you want to talk to me now?" Xiao Chen gently put down the teacup in his hand. The porcelain touched the sandalwood table, making a crisp sound, which was particularly harsh in the silent box.

He stood up slowly, his eyes sweeping over Li Haojie like a knife, "However, I have a rule. If I hurt my brother, I can't just let it go like this..."

Li Haojie's face changed, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks. He forced himself to stand up, trying to maintain the last bit of dignity, but his trembling legs betrayed his inner fear.

"You are very strong," he gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse, "but if you do this, aren't you afraid that I will turn hostile? The power of the Li family in Haidong is not something you can easily shake!" Xiao Chen heard this and chuckled, his tone as calm as if he was talking about the weather: "You provoked me first, so you naturally have to pay a little price. Besides, even if you turn hostile, do you think I will be afraid?"

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty, as if he was stating a very simple fact.

Li Haojie stared at Xiao Chen with a fierce look, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, trying to suppress the fear in his heart with the pain. However, when he met Xiao Chen's eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and the invisible sense of oppression made him almost unable to breathe.

Xiao Chen sneered, and the laziness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a murderous aura. At that moment, the temperature of the entire box seemed to drop sharply, and the air was filled with a suffocating chill.

Li Haojie felt a flash before his eyes, as if he was in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, with shrill wails echoing in his ears and a strong smell of blood lingering in his nose. That kind of fear went deep into his bones and almost drove him crazy.

"Pfft!"

Li Haojie could no longer hold on, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground.

His face was as pale as paper, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, his lips trembled, but he could not make a sound. At this moment, he completely understood what kind of terrifying existence he was facing.

Xiao Chen stopped looking at him, but glanced at Lin Yuantu calmly, as if he was just examining an insignificant item. He then said softly, "The secret treasure in that woman's hand is quite good. Go and take it as the price for her beating you up. As for the Li family... hehe, after this incident, they are no longer qualified to cooperate with me."

There was a hint of disdain and coldness in his tone, as if the fate of the Li family was just insignificant dust in his eyes.

When Lin Yuantu heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He knew the power and importance of the secret treasure. After all, a treasure that could seriously injure a powerful female bodyguard was definitely not an ordinary thing. At that moment, he stepped forward without hesitation, his steps were steady and powerful, as if every step was stepping on the other party's heartstrings.

He walked up to the female bodyguard, his eyes coldly sweeping over her face that was slightly pale due to injury, and her hands that were tightly holding the secret treasure and refusing to let go.

Although the female bodyguard was seriously injured at this moment, there was still an unyielding light in her eyes, and a stubborn arc at the corner of her mouth, as if she was doing her best to maintain her last dignity.

However, in front of Lin Yuantu, all this resistance seemed so powerless.

He easily snatched the secret treasure from the female bodyguard's clenched hands. It was a strange object emitting a faint light, with mysterious runes and patterns flowing on it, as if it contained endless power and mystery.

"You...you dare to steal my secret treasure!" Seeing this, the female bodyguard couldn't help but yelled in dissatisfaction.

There was a hint of reluctance and anger in her voice, as if she wanted to pour out all the emotions in her heart, "Even if you take it, you can't use it! There is a spiritual mark left by my master on that thing. Unless you have enough strength to erase it, otherwise, it will only become a burden to you!" (End of this chapter)