My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen did not say anything, but just smoked quietly. The "sizzling" sound of the burning cigarette was particularly clear in this silent atmosphere.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Bai Xin indifferently through the swirling smoke. His eyes were like observing a trapped beast, waiting for it to surrender completely.

To train a dog, you have to make it completely give up its dignity and not dare to resist, otherwise, the dog will bite its master back. Xiao Chen is well aware of this truth, and he wants Bai Xin to understand that in the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain.

But even though Xiao Chen did nothing and just watched quietly, the cold sweat on Bai Xin's forehead continued to flow down like a broken dam waterfall. The sweat beads rolled down in large drops and dripped onto the ground, instantly soaking a small area of ​​land.

He felt that his whole body was soaked at this moment, and his clothes were tightly attached to his body, bringing a chill. Fear, in this silent confrontation, finally overwhelmed all his self-esteem and pride. His legs softened, as if being fiercely pulled by an invisible force, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Then, he used all his strength to shout, "Mr. Xiao, I was wrong. I apologize to you, please forgive me!" Since he had already knelt down and suffered the humiliation, Bai Xin might as well go all out. He didn't mind doing it more thoroughly, just hoping to get a little mercy from Xiao Chen and save his life.

Xiao Chen looked at Bai Xin, who was kneeling on the ground with an embarrassed look on his face. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he let out a cold and sarcastic sneer. The laughter seemed to be wrapped in frost and snow in the cold winter, which made people shudder.

"Aren't you kneeling down anyway? You're talking so much nonsense, aren't you afraid of death?" His voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Bai Xin's heart.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, Bai Xin's previous struggles and stubbornness now seemed like a futile performance. In the face of life and death, the so-called dignity and pride were ultimately vulnerable.

Bai Xin knelt on the ground with his head down, like a defeated rooster. His body trembled slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white from the force. Being humiliated by Xiao Chen again, he felt a strong anger and unwillingness in his heart, but he was speechless.

Yes, who is not afraid of death? Death, like a dark abyss, swallows up everyone's courage and hope. Moreover, even if he really has the courage to face death, this death is too unfair.

This matter had nothing to do with me, I just helped him for Yang Xiong's sake. Who could have thought that things would develop to this extent? If I lost my life because of this, it would be more unfair than Dou E in the snow in June.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible scrutiny flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Since you are kneeling down, I will give you a chance to live..." He paused deliberately, and the drawn-out ending tone was like an invisible rope, tightly pulling at Bai Xin's heart.

When Bai Xin heard this, a spark of hope suddenly ignited in his eyes, which had been as dead as ashes, and he was delighted. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen, his lips slightly parted, and he was about to say something grateful. However, the second half of Xiao Chen's sentence was like a basin of cold water, pouring over his head, and his face turned pale again.

"Yang Xiong asked you to borrow someone to deal with me. Now your life is in my hands. If you kill Yang Xiong now, you can live!" Xiao Chen's voice was cold and firm, without any room for negotiation. As he spoke, he gently pressed the cigarette in his hand on the hood of the car, and the extinguished cigarette made a "sizzling" sound, as if announcing the desperate situation Bai Xin was facing at the moment.

Bai Xin's face instantly turned as pale as paper, like a flower attacked by frost, losing all vitality.

Kill Yang Xiong? This was simply asking him to challenge an impossible task. Yang Xiong's arrogant and domineering face and the unfathomable and majestic image of King Tianhai instantly emerged in his mind.

Killing Yang Xiong would mean becoming a mortal enemy with King Tianhai. In the entire Eastern Region, no one who dared to provoke King Tianhai was born yet. Not to mention that he was just the president of the New Martial Arts Association, even the Amei Group, which dominated the East City, had to be cautious in front of King Tianhai and dared not offend him in the slightest.

What's more, Yang Xiong was able to become the chief adopted son of King Tianhai. Although he was not as powerful as the once famous Yang Qi, his strength should not be underestimated. How could he kill him easily?
Bai Xin's throat seemed to be choked by something, and it was dry and painful. He swallowed hard, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I kill Yang Xiong, I will die... What's more, I can't kill him. He can become the first adopted son of the King of Tianhai. Although he is not as good as Yang Qi in the past, he is not much different."

As he spoke, he secretly observed Xiao Chen's expression, trying to find a sign of relaxation in the other's eyes. However, all he saw was Xiao Chen's cold and firm gaze.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. He took two steps forward, looked down at Bai Xin, and said coldly: "Then I don't care. If you can't kill Yang Xiong, then I will kill you now. I am not discussing with you, but ordering you."

His voice was deep and powerful, as if it came from his chest, carrying an irresistible sense of oppression.

In Xiao Chen's opinion, since Bai Xin participated in Yang Xiong's conspiracy against him, he must pay the corresponding price. Asking him to kill Yang Xiong is undoubtedly the best way of punishment. It can not only vent his anger, but also let Bai Xin understand how serious the consequences of being his enemy are.

Bai Xin was kneeling there, his expression changing rapidly like a color palette.

First, his face turned pale, which was due to his extreme fear and despair about Xiao Chen's request. Killing Yang Xiong was simply pushing him to a dead end. Then, his face flushed, which was due to the surge of anger and unwillingness in his heart. However, in the face of Xiao Chen's absolute strength, he was powerless to resist.

For a long time, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, as if he was swallowing all the bitterness in the world. Finally, he gritted his teeth, and his teeth clattered as if he wanted to break his gums. He said in a tone that was somewhat determined and full of helplessness: "Okay, I will go and kill Yang Xiong, but I can't guarantee whether I will succeed. If I die, I hope you don't touch my family."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen, with a humble pleading look in his eyes. At this moment, he was like a beast trapped in a desperate situation. For the sake of his family, he could only be forced to accept this cruel fate. (End of this chapter)