My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen's every step felt like it was stepping on their hearts, causing their heartbeats to race and fear to surge into their hearts like a tidal wave.

"No! Stay back!"

Cole let out a distorted roar, a sharp and piercing sound that seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

His face turned bright red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with terror and madness.

His right hand swiftly lifted the hem of his suit jacket, the movement fluid and rapid, as if he had undergone countless training sessions.

He reached for the gleaming silver Colt Python revolver at his waist; the gun gleamed coldly under the light, as if proclaiming its deadly power.

Years of experience in the arms industry and his instincts honed his ability to draw his gun with lightning speed and fluidity, without the slightest hesitation.

His fingers moved like nimble sprites, swiftly pulling the trigger and disengaging the safety.

He didn't even think about aiming; it was purely an instinctive reaction from muscle memory. The dark muzzle of the gun instantly pointed at Xiao Chen's forehead.

The gun muzzle seemed like a bottomless black hole, ready to devour Xiao Chen's life at any moment.

A hint of determination and madness flashed in Cole's eyes, as if at this moment he had disregarded his own life and death, only thinking of taking Xiao Chen down with him.

"Go to hell, you yellow-skinned monkey!"

Cole's eyes were wide open like copper bells, the whites of his eyes filled with ferocious blood vessels, and a mad grin and a desperate ferocity burst forth from them.

That smile was twisted and perverse, like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell roaring.

He seemed to have fallen into a frenzied fantasy, with a vivid image in his mind of the other person's head exploding in front of him like a ripe watermelon. The splattered brain matter and sprayed blood became a kind of pleasant relief in his distorted thinking.

His finger pulled the trigger without hesitation, the action swift and decisive, as if this shot could release all the fear and anger in his heart.

"boom!"

A deafening gunshot rang out like thunder in the closed conference room, so loud it seemed to threaten to overturn the entire room.

The vibrations made people's eardrums buzz, as if a swarm of bees were frantically flying around their ears.

The chandeliers swayed violently, and the crystal pendants collided with each other, making a crisp yet chaotic sound, like a symphony of death.

The pungent smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air, like a thick poisonous fog, overpowering the already strong stench of blood, making people wrinkle their noses and cough.

The bullet spun like an angry venomous snake, leaving a trail of death in the air.

It tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, like the shriek of death, sending chills down one's spine.

It carried boundless killing intent and destructive power, shooting straight at Xiao Chen's brow, as if it wanted to destroy Xiao Chen's soul as well.

At the moment the gun went off, Di Lang and Zhao Kui felt their hearts clench violently, almost leaping out of their chests.

Their eyes were wide open, fixed on Xiao Chen, their gazes filled with anticipation and ecstasy.

A surge of elation at the prospect of survival suddenly gripped them, as if they had seen the dawn in the darkness.

They thought to themselves, "So what if they are powerful martial artists?"

Faced with the destructive power of modern firearms, flesh and blood are ultimately no match for them.

Once this kid dies, that huge crisis will be over, and they can regain their freedom and safety.

Their bodies trembled slightly with excitement, and their faces twisted into smirks, as if they could already see the dawn of victory.

Xiao Chen's eyes sharpened like a hawk's the moment the gun fired, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through time and space, seeing through everything. His eyes were fixed on the rapidly approaching bullet, as if time itself had stood still at that moment.

Faced with this deadly blow that was within reach, the dormant immortal power in his dantian surged forth like a raging sea.

The immortal power, like a sleeping dragon awakened, surged wildly within his body with overwhelming force.

Just as the bullet was about to kiss his forehead, Xiao Chen seemingly casually took a half-step forward with his left foot.

The movements were light and natural, as if they were taking a leisurely stroll.

However, the moment it landed, an invisible, powerful force suddenly spread out from the point of its landing.

The energy surged like a surging tide, carrying a powerful impact as it swept outwards.

The carpet on the ground was lifted up by this force, like fluttering fallen leaves.

The surrounding tables and chairs also shook violently, making creaking and groaning sounds, as if they were groaning in pain.

"Buzz!"

This deep and strange hum, like a summons from another mysterious dimension, instantly exploded in the conference room.

In an instant, the air less than a foot in front of him seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, instantly becoming viscous and solid.

The air was no longer as ethereal as we usually perceive it, but rather as if a transparent wall of air, invisible to the naked eye yet stronger than steel, had been erected out of thin air!

This wall of air exuded a faint but powerful pressure, making the surrounding space seem to be distorted.

The high-speed spinning bullet, with its indomitable momentum and determination to destroy everything, plunged headlong into this invisible barrier!
The scene was like a brave and fearless warrior charging headlong into a seemingly invisible yet indestructible fortress.

"laugh!"

The bullet made a sharp and piercing sound the moment it collided with the air wall.

The high-speed warhead seemed to be stuck in an invisible swamp, and its rotational speed decreased rapidly to a visible degree!

The sharp, piercing sound that had been cutting through the air had now turned into a dull, screeching sound, as if the bullets were howling in pain.

The intense friction between the bullet and the internal energy generated heat that made the surrounding air scorching hot.

Even under dim lighting, it trails a fleeting, faint blue arc of light caused by the ionization of the hot air!

The arc of light, like a mysterious blue ribbon, flashed through the air, yet carried a chilling power.

Time seemed to stretch out and freeze at that moment.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, as they watched the deadly bullet, just inches from Xiao Chen's brow, spin and struggle in vain like an insect frozen in amber.

Each of its rotations seemed to be a final struggle, but it could never advance even an inch further.

Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, it came to a complete stop, like a shooting star that had exhausted all its energy, losing all its brilliance and power.

Xiao Chen's eyes remained calm and composed, as if everything was within his expectations.

His right hand shot out like lightning, the movement so fast that it was almost impossible to see the trajectory of his strike.

With fingers slightly spread, the movement was as elegant and precise as plucking a flower or leaf. (End of Chapter)