My Ares Son-in-Law

Yang Xiong's eyes were full of contempt and murderous intent, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if Xiao Chen was already a fish on his chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at his will.

Xiao Chen put his hands in his pockets, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, he tilted his head slightly, and glanced at everyone lightly, the look in his eyes was as if he was looking at a group of jumping clowns.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a sneer, that smile was full of contempt and ridicule, as if Yang Xiong and others were just a speck of dust under his feet.

His tone was full of disdain, like the north wind in the cold winter, icy and piercing: "I wanted to kill you secretly, so that I wouldn't have to worry about you being a annoying fly buzzing in my ears. Since you came to me and offered your neck to me, how can I refuse? This is really courting death."

Yang Xiong's already gloomy face darkened in an instant, as if covered by a thick layer of dark clouds. His eyes were full of viciousness and venom, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and said through gritted teeth, "It's a pity that you don't have this chance! Today is the day you die! Don't think you are so powerful, I have already known your details clearly. I know you are very strong, but do you think I would rush here without preparation? The four people I brought today are all well-known figures in the martial arts world, and none of them can be your opponent! Just accept your death!"

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry. He stretched out his slender fingers and gently flicked the ash.

The cigarette ash fluttered down like snowflakes, and the smoke spread, gradually blurring his expression, making it difficult to tell whether he was nervous, angry, or still calm at the moment.

However, his nonchalant tone revealed a strong disdain, as if Yang Xiong's threat was nothing more than a ridiculous farce to him.

He snorted and said, "This is a good place. It's dark and spooky, and it saves me the effort of digging a hole. It will be convenient to bury you here later."

"You're so arrogant!" The old man on the left was furious when he heard Xiao Chen's arrogant words. He suddenly took half a step forward, and the gravel under his feet was splashed everywhere by his strength.

His cloudy eyes were filled with ferocity, like two sharp blades, as if they were going to pierce through Xiao Chen.

There was a suffocating feeling of oppression emanating from his body, which spread out in all directions like a tide, making the air around him seem to solidify.

His voice was low and hoarse, with an unquestionable majesty: "Just based on you, do you think you are worthy of my Yang family to send out experts? You are just a kid who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Today is the day you die!"

Xiao Chen seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He shook his head with pretended regret, with a hypocritical expression on his face, which contained a bit of teasing and ridicule.

He spread his hands and said helplessly, "I am doing this for your sake. I sent a strong character. At least he can hold out for a few more moves, so that I can have more fun. Otherwise, if I defeat you so easily, people will think I am bullying the Yang family because they have no one. I will not lose face for the Yang family."

"Looking for death!" The old man was completely enraged by Xiao Chen's words. He shouted loudly, and the sound rang out in the night sky like thunder, shaking the surrounding leaves.

The aura around him surged, as if an invisible force was surging wildly in his body. A powerful pressure spread out from him, surrounding Xiao Chen tightly like a surging tide.

Xiao Chen, however, remained calm. He flicked the cigarette butt in his hand lightly. The cigarette butt drew an arc in the air and sparks splashed at the old man's feet.

His eyes were calm, like a deep lake, without the slightest fear or hesitation. He stared straight at the old man and asked, "Who are you?"

"Yang Lie!" The old man grinned, the wrinkles on his face twisted together because of anger, revealing his yellowed teeth. That smile seemed to come from the devil of hell, revealing endless gloom and terror. "I'll send you to hell! When you get to the underworld, don't forget who took your life!" Xiao Chen hugged his hands in front of his chest, his posture was lazy but revealed an edge that should not be underestimated.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes swept over the other three people like lightning, with a hint of inquiry and teasing in his eyes.

His tone was as casual as if he was just chatting about daily life: "What about these three? Introduce them to me, so that I can get to know the 'experts' of the Yang family."

The words were light, but like a thorn, piercing straight into the hearts of Yang Xiong and others.

Yang Xiong's face suddenly became as gloomy as the sky before a storm, covered with dark clouds.

He responded coldly, his voice full of threats and fierceness: "My Third Uncle, Seventh Uncle and Ninth Uncle! You can't escape today! These three are all well-known figures in the Yang family. They have been in the martial arts world for many years, and they are extraordinary and ruthless. Even if you, Xiao Chen, have three heads and six arms today, don't even think about walking out of this park alive!"

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he wanted to vent all his anger through these clenched fists.

Xiao Chen seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. The corners of his mouth curled up and he let out a mocking laugh.

Laughter echoed in the empty park area, full of ridicule and disdain for Yang Xiong: "The rich are so particular, even uncles can play two mahjong tables. But aren't you afraid that I will wipe you out and lose too many elites?

If all the Yang family members were to go out together and die here, the Yang family's reputation in the underworld would plummet. How would they survive in the future?"

His eyes were full of disdain and contempt for the Yang family, as if he was looking at a group of ants that were about to be stepped on by him.

"Tell me, how are you going to end this? We have to settle the score for the kidnapping."

Xiao Chen put away his smile, his eyes became sharp, like two sharp swords, staring straight at Yang Xiong, "You Yang family have attacked me time and again, first sending people to follow me, and then kidnapping me. If I don't settle this account, I will really be unworthy of my abilities."

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.

"You have gone too far, you must pay the price today!"

Yang Xiong was completely enraged by Xiao Chen's words. The anger in his heart had reached its peak, like a volcano about to erupt.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles making crackling sounds from the force, and the veins on his forehead bulged with anger. He looked as if he wanted to eat Xiao Chen alive.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen was not afraid at all, but burst into laughter.

The laughter was hearty and heroic, yet full of ridicule towards Yang Xiong: "If you want to accuse someone of a crime, you can always find a pretext. Stop talking nonsense, and beat me if you want to! Don't waste your time here!
What I, Xiao Chen, hate most is you, the children of aristocratic families. You rely on your family's power to do evil all day long. When you lose, you call for help. When you beat the younger, you beat the older. You have no backbone at all. You are like flowers in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the slightest wind and rain. "(End of this chapter)