My Ares Son-in-Law

The tattooed man was in a miserable state at this moment. In Xiao Chen's eyes, he was like a turtle that had unfortunately turned over its shell, struggling in vain, looking funny and ridiculous.

Afterwards, Xiao Chen casually glanced around. The scene, which was originally noisy and bustling like a vegetable market, was now eerily quiet. It was so quiet that even if a needle dropped to the ground, the tiny sound could be clearly heard. This dead silence made people feel cold and creepy for no reason.

Xiao Chen's mouth corners slowly rose, outlining a faint smile, which was filled with a bit of amusement and disdain. His palms, as if pulled by invisible threads, slowly fell from midair, and the movements were like the deliberately slowed-down slow motion in a movie, and every subtle movement was infinitely magnified.

Then, he exhaled slowly and gently, and that breath seemed to carry with it his deep disdain for this battle where there was no suspense, and it drifted away in the air with the airflow.

"Listen carefully," Xiao Chen said. His voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the silent space. "Tell me quickly, where is Cai Lin hiding? If you tell me, I will show mercy and spare your life. Otherwise..."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable of the sentence, and a sharp light like a blade flashed in his eyes for a moment, as if silently warning that if he did not cooperate, the consequences would be disastrous.

In fact, Xiao Chen knew clearly that what he had done just now was just letting the opponent go, just like an adult teasing a child when he had nothing better to do, relaxed and casual. With his true strength, if he unleashed it without reservation, the scene would be like a nuclear bomb explosion, with amazing power that would shake the world.

With the tattooed man's frail body, he would be like fragile tofu hitting a hard hammer if he was hit with all his strength. He would be completely defenseless and would be smashed into a pile of tiny pieces in an instant, so broken that it would be difficult to even find a complete bone.

The tattooed man in the field was defeated miserably and collapsed on the ground miserably, like a pile of useless, casually discarded rags, without any strength to resist.

The people around seemed to be under a strange spell of immobilization at first. They stood still, their bodies stiff, their mouths wide open, their eyes bulging like bells, and their faces full of disbelief.

After a brief moment of dead silence, the crowd instantly exploded like a hornet's nest that had been poked, with a buzz of discussion that continued one after another. The shock that had not yet completely dissipated was now like a ignited gunpowder barrel, surging and raging wildly in everyone's hearts.

Some people were whispering to each other, lowering their voices, discussing Xiao Chen's mysterious origins and terrifying strength in low voices; some people had expressions of shock on their faces, shaking their heads constantly, as if they were desperately questioning whether everything they had just witnessed was just an absurd illusion.

Cai Lin's men were completely stunned by the shocking scene before their eyes. Their eyes were wide open, fixed on the tattooed man who was spitting blood and lying on the ground like mud, with his mouth wide open, as exaggerated as if an egg could be stuffed directly into it.

As people in the same gang, they knew the tattooed man's strength very well.

Among this group of people, the tattooed man is the number one fighter. He is extremely powerful and always shows off his power and acts domineeringly. No matter who sees him, they have to avoid him and dare not provoke him easily.

However, no one had expected that today's encounter with Xiao Chen would be as huge as a small witch meeting a big witch. After only two rounds, the tattooed man was beaten to a pulp, unable to fight back, and could only collapse to the ground in embarrassment. This sudden and huge change was like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's heart hard, instantly making everyone dizzy, their heads blank, completely losing the ability to think, and not knowing how to deal with the situation at hand.

"Boy, don't be too happy too soon!" At this moment, the tattooed man lying on the ground in the distance suddenly roared like a zombie. His voice was full of anger and unwillingness, and he looked like an enraged and seriously injured beast, roaring wildly to vent his emotions.

"Do you really think you have defeated me? You are just daydreaming!" As soon as he finished speaking, his body, like a cheetah that has been accumulating strength for a long time and is about to hunt, originally lying limply on the ground, suddenly jumped up at an astonishing speed, and his movements were so agile that it was astonishing.

The energy that was originally barely there, as weak as a kitten scratching its itch, suddenly seemed to be cast with a magical spell, and it surged exponentially. Then, he stomped his feet hard on the wooden floor, and the tremendous force seemed to be enough to penetrate the entire ground.

There was a deafening "bang" and the wood chips underfoot flew all around like fireworks, accompanied by a cloud of dust. The whole scene instantly became more chaotic and tense.

The tattooed man's eyes were dyed red with anger and hatred, just like a mad bull. The fierceness in his eyes was fixed on Xiao Chen who was approaching step by step. There was a shocking bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, which was even more glaring in the dim light.

The bloodstains and the hideous tattoos on his face contrasted with each other. At this moment, he looked like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell, emitting a creepy and terrifying aura.

"You ignorant little bastard, today is the day you die! Go to hell!"

He roared madly at the top of his lungs, the sound seemed to tear the air apart, carrying with it endless resentment. He transformed into a black whirlwind carrying a murderous aura, and rushed towards Xiao Chen in an almost crazy manner. His ferocious posture seemed as if he was going to eat Xiao Chen alive and cut him into pieces in the next second.

"Not good!" Sophie's pupils shrank sharply. As a well-trained warrior, she relied on her keen intuition to instantly realize that the tattooed man's condition was extremely abnormal.

The aura around the tattooed man was like a turbulent current, chaotic yet extremely violent, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious and strange fog.

The miserable and vulnerable look he had before had completely disappeared, and in its place was an aura so powerful that it was frightening, as if he had undergone some terrible transformation in an instant.

Sophie subconsciously clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks, but she was completely unaware. (End of this chapter)