My Ares Son-in-Law

The moment the call was connected, Yang Tian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his facial muscles, which were already tense due to nervousness, were now distorted beyond recognition.

The knuckles of his fingers that were holding the phone turned blue due to excessive force, and he looked like a defeated dog with its throat strangled, desperate and helpless.

"Something happened in the mountains." A hoarse voice like sandpaper rubbing against a brick came from the other end of the phone. The voice was full of fatigue and fear, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe.

A sweet and fishy taste of rust rose in Yang Tian's throat, which was the surge of qi and blood caused by excessive tension and fear.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, a line of cold sweat running down between his fingers, which flashed with a cold light under the dim light.

"I heard that Beishan Park was in a mess, with blood splattered everywhere. It looked like it had been ravaged by a group of crazy beasts." Wang Chengjiang's voice trembled, as if the bloody scene was clearly presented in front of him at this moment. "There were deep scars on the trees, some so big that you could fit a fist in them. It was obvious that there had been a fierce battle!"

He paused, and a suppressed sob came out of his throat, his voice full of grief and self-blame, "Xiong'er's car... was parked outside the door, but the door was tightly closed, and no one dared to open it. We... we all dared not face what might happen inside!"

Yang Wei's nerves, which were already tense as a string, were completely ignited after hearing the confusing and obscure report.

He slammed the rosewood coffee table in front of him with such force that it seemed as if he was going to smash the coffee table, which carried the family's majesty, into pieces.

There was a loud "bang" and the celadon teacup on the coffee table was shaken and jumped up half a foot high, like a frightened bird, drawing a hasty arc in the air.

The cold tea that had been quietly settling in the cup now splashed out like a flood, splashing onto the warm and delicate rosewood table top, quickly spreading out into hideous ink marks. It was as if this sudden change cast a gloomy shadow on the seemingly peaceful life of the Yang family.

"Speak to the point!" The old man's bulging blue veins quickly crawled up his temples along his neck like angry green snakes. His eyes were as big as copper bells, full of rage and eagerness, as if he wanted to see through the person reporting in front of him. "I want to hear which bastard did it! Don't beat around the bush here!"

The sound exploded in the hall like a huge bell, shaking the air around it.

"Xiao Chen!" Yang Tian gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. His nails dug deeply into his palms, and his knuckles turned pale due to excessive force, as if he wanted to carve this name and the hatred for Xiao Chen into his flesh and blood.

That hateful look seemed to want to eat Xiao Chen alive.

"Xiong'er told us before that he went to settle accounts with Xiao Chen." Yang Tianqiang suppressed his inner anger and fear and continued, "We also checked the surveillance, but the surveillance video seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand. Someone tampered with it. The key scenes are either blurry or missing. But the most suspicious one is Xiao Chen. How could anyone else have the guts to go against our Yang family!"

There was a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his voice, as if he was blaming himself for not being able to find out the truth.

When Yang Wei heard this, he suddenly started coughing violently. The cough seemed to be a roar coming from deep in his chest, one cough after another, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs.

He beat his chest with his knuckles, each time with endless anger and pain. The turbid sputum splashed on the Persian carpet with the sound of coughing. The originally gorgeous Persian carpet was now stained by this filth, which was particularly dazzling. "A young boy who is still wet behind the ears can kill me, two peak Tianhe Realm and two high-level Tianhe Realm?" Yang Wei's eyes widened, his eyes were full of disdain and doubt, his voice became hoarse due to anger, as if an angry lion was roaring, "Do you think my Yang family is made of paper? Do you think my Yang Wei's fists are blunt? My Yang family has been in this world for many years, and we have seen all kinds of storms. How can we be humiliated by a kid like this!"

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Yang Tian's collar with such force that it seemed as if he was going to lift Yang Tian up.

Yang Tian only felt that his collar was tightly around his neck, breathing became extremely difficult, and his face turned purple in an instant.

But he still gritted his teeth and mustered up his last bit of courage to explain: "But he was the only one captured on camera at the scene. Apart from him, there were no other suspicious people coming in or out on the surveillance camera. Unless his helpers hid at the dock in advance, or used some kind of evil magic to prevent the surveillance camera from capturing him..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and it was obvious that he was lacking confidence under such tremendous pressure.

"Whether we have help or not, this feud is over!" Yang Wei roared, and the sound seemed to blow the roof of the hall off.

He let go of his hand, and Yang Tian collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, gasping for breath violently, as if he had just escaped from a life-and-death disaster.

The old man grabbed the bronze teacup on the coffee table with trembling hands. The teacup seemed to have become a weapon of revenge in his hands.

He smashed the teacup against the wall. With a "crash", the teacup broke into pieces in an instant, and the fragments flew everywhere like flying knives.

"I will dig three feet deep into the ground to find Xiao Chen!" Yang Wei roared hoarsely, his voice filled with deep hatred and endless murderous intent. "I want him to be cut into pieces and use his blood to pave the way for my son and grandson! I want him to know that the fate of offending my Yang family is death without a burial place!"

His eyes were bloodshot, as if burning with two flames of anger, and looked particularly terrifying in this dim hall.

"Also, go and open the car yourself. I want to see with my own eyes what's going on inside." Yang Wei stood up slowly. Although his body was slightly hunched due to age and anger, the majestic aura emanating from his body was like that of a sleeping lion. Although it had not fully awakened at this moment, it was already frightening.

There were complex emotions in his eyes, including uneasiness about the unknown, and more importantly, an indescribable anger and determination.

Although he already had the worst guess in his mind, as the helmsman of the Yang family, he had to verify it all in person, to give an explanation to his deceased relatives and to the entire Yang family.

When everyone heard Yang Wei's order, they were all stunned as if they were under a spell, and then hurriedly followed Yang Wei out of the hall filled with a depressing atmosphere.

The footsteps were hurried, and every step seemed to step on the heart of everyone. The atmosphere was so tense that it was almost suffocating. (End of this chapter)