My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen's fingertips carried a faint, almost imperceptible golden luster, a luster that seemed to contain boundless power and a mysterious aura.

In the split second before the bullet's kinetic energy was completely depleted, he firmly pinched it between his thumb and forefinger!
That precise control is like a highly skilled craftsman carving a masterpiece.

The bullet's scorching metal casing burned the air, emitting a faint hissing sound, as if it were making its final struggle.

A wisp of barely perceptible smoke rose from between his fingers, carrying a faint smell of burning, filling the air and adding an eerie atmosphere to the tense and thrilling scene.

Xiao Chen stood there quietly, holding the potentially lethal bullet in his hand, as if demonstrating his invincibility and composure to the world.

"Ding."

The soft sound was like a crystal-clear jade bead slowly sliding down the edge of a carved jade plate in the middle of the night, its crisp and melodious sound creating ripples in the quiet space.

The still-hot bullet, carrying the residual heat of gunpowder, lingered briefly between Xiao Chen's long, strong fingers before he casually tossed it onto the smooth, mirror-like surface of the conference table.

The moment the bullet made contact with the table, it bounced up slightly and then began to spin on its own, round and round, as if telling the story of the thrilling life-or-death journey it had just experienced.

After spinning around a few times, it reluctantly stopped and lay there quietly, reflecting the cold, piercing light cast by the chandelier, a light that seemed like a silent proclamation of death.

Dead silence.

A deathly silence, deeper and more oppressive than that of a grave, engulfed the entire space in an instant, like a surging tide.

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze, and everyone felt that breathing had become extremely difficult, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their throats.

The sneer on Cole's face froze completely, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.

That originally twisted and crazed smile has now turned into a blank blankness, as if his soul has been ripped out of his body.

Immediately afterwards, an abyss of bottomless fear, like a giant black net, tightly enveloped him, mercilessly devouring the last shred of his sanity.

His eyes were wide open like copper bells, filled with endless terror and despair, as if he had seen the most terrifying sight in the world.

White covered his mouth tightly, as if that would stop the terrified scream that was about to burst from his throat.

His eyes bulged out, almost popping out of their sockets, and were covered with dense blood vessels, like ferocious venomous snakes.

A gurgling sound came from his throat, like a rooster being strangled, painful and desperate.

A warm liquid uncontrollably soaked the crotch of his expensive trousers, emitting a pungent, foul odor, but he was completely unaware of it; at this moment, he was utterly overwhelmed by fear.

Di Lang and Zhao Kui were stunned, as if struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer.

Their minds went blank, their thoughts completely stopped, as if time itself had stood still.

Only the "clang" of the bullet hitting the ground echoed endlessly in their ears, like a death knell striking their fragile nerves.

He caught the bullet with his bare hands?

Or are they high-powered revolver bullets?
How can this be? !
This is something no human being could do!

The thought kept echoing in their minds, as if they were trapped in a nightmare from which they could not escape.

Even most martial artists couldn't do that!

They had seen countless martial artists and witnessed their formidable strength, but catching a bullet with bare hands like this was something they had never heard of or seen before.

What exactly is this well-dressed, calm-faced young man before me?! A devil?

Or a god?!
He seemed shrouded in mystery, making it impossible for anyone to discern his true identity.

What terrifying power does he possess to be able to do something so astonishing?

"God... the devil... the devil from the East..."

Cole completely broke down; fear destroyed all his reason.

He roared like a wild beast trapped in a desperate situation, his voice filled with despair and trembling.

He lifted the heavy revolver again, his hands trembling as if the revolver weighed a ton.

His fingers twitched as he tried to pull the trigger again.

"Back to you."

Xiao Chen's deep and calm voice remained as still as a stagnant pool, as if he were merely stating a trivial matter unrelated to himself, as insignificant as saying "The weather is nice today."

His gaze was calm and deep, and he didn't even glance at Cole, as if Cole was nothing more than an insignificant ant in his eyes.

With just two fingers, as if picking up a delicate flower, he gently picked up the bullet on the table, which still carried his body heat.

The lingering warmth on the bullet seemed to still carry the power he had exerted when he caught it with his bare hands.

Finger.

His fingers were slightly bent, his movements as gentle as a spring breeze brushing across a lake, or like an elegant musician plucking the strings of a zither, as if he were merely brushing away a speck of dust from his clothes.

However, this seemingly gentle movement contains boundless power and terrifying killing intent.

One shot.

"call out……!"

The brass bullet, the moment Xiao Chen flicked it with his finger, seemed to be given life, instantly transforming into a blurry golden line that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye!

It was like a bolt of lightning from hell, tearing through the air at a speed beyond human comprehension.

The air was violently torn apart by this powerful force, emitting a sharp and piercing shriek, a sound like the roar of death, which sent chills down one's spine.

The bullet rubbed violently against the air, its tip even glowing slightly red from the intense friction at high speed, like a burning meteor hurtling towards Cole with the force of destruction.

next second!
"boom!!!"

A deafening explosion, like a bolt from the blue, rang out in the conference room!

The sound was so loud that it seemed to shatter the entire space, making everyone's ears ring and their heads spin.

The heavy, finely crafted Colt Python revolver in Cole's hand, originally a fearsome weapon, was now like an iron can stuffed with explosives, instantly disintegrating under the precise impact of the bullet that Xiao Chen flicked his finger to fire!

Countless metal fragments exploded violently at close range, like a deadly metal storm, raging wildly in all directions with the power to destroy everything.

puff!
puff!
puff!
At least seven or eight sharp fragments, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, carrying scorching heat and immense kinetic energy, pierced deeply into Cole's vulnerable neck and chest! (End of Chapter)