My Ares Son-in-Law

He suspected that there might still be remnants of Luo Sha's forces lurking outside, like venomous snakes hiding in the darkness, ready to launch a deadly attack at any moment.

Zhou Hongyan's nerves tightened again, and she took each step with extreme caution.

Her eyes scanned her surroundings constantly, not missing a single possible corner, and her ears were perked up, listening carefully to any subtle sound.

She's like a vigilant cheetah, always ready to deal with any potential danger.

Finally, she arrived in front of the thick soundproof curtain.

The curtain was like a giant barrier, separating two worlds.

Zhou Hongyan stood in front of the curtain, took a deep breath, and adjusted her state of mind once again.

Then, she abruptly ripped open the heavy soundproof curtain, a swift and decisive action that carried a do-or-die courage.

As the curtain was lifted, the outside world unfolded before her eyes. Whether safety or danger awaited her, she had no idea, but she was prepared to face anything.

The pungent, nauseating smell of blood, like a solid wall made of rotting flesh and blood, slammed into her face with a chilling force!

The pungent smell instantly filled her nostrils and rushed to her head, making her stomach churn and almost causing her to vomit.

She instinctively covered her mouth and nose, but the smell of blood seemed to have a life of its own, stubbornly seeping in through her fingers and relentlessly assaulting her senses.

The deafening noise that had filled the boxing ring vanished without a trace, as if extinguished by an invisible hand.

Instead, there was a deathly silence, a silence like a huge, heavy black curtain, pressing down so hard it was hard to breathe.

In this deathly silence, she could clearly hear the frantic pounding of her heart, "thump thump thump," a rapid and powerful sound that seemed to be issuing a danger warning, or perhaps expressing the fear and shock within her.

Her gaze slowly swept over her surroundings, and when she saw the scene before her, she felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave!

The once crowded, noisy, and bustling sunken boxing ring now resembled a huge graveyard visited by the Grim Reaper, filled with a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.

The cold ground was littered with corpses, densely packed, almost covering the entire space, leaving no empty space.

The corpses were piled up haphazardly like discarded rag dolls, creating a shocking scene.

They were wearing identical black vests, now stained dark red with blood and emitting a nauseating odor—the signature attire of the Black Phoenix Organization warriors.

Some corpses lay face up, eyes wide open, as if about to bulge out, frozen in the fear and despair of their impending death, their gazes seemingly telling the world of the terrible things they had suffered in life; some corpses lay curled up on the ground like wounded wild beasts, large pools of dark red blood spreading beneath them, the bloodstains like blooming evil flowers, exuding the aura of death; some corpses were even piled on top of each other, each with a different death posture, some with limbs twisted and deformed, some with heads drooping to one side, as if they had been forcibly broken by a tremendous force.

Zhou Hongyan stood there blankly, her feet seemingly nailed to the spot, unable to move an inch.

Her eyes widened in disbelief and shock.

This...this was all done by Xiao Chen?!
The question kept echoing in her mind, her thoughts a tangled mess that she couldn't unravel.

She couldn't imagine how much power and how cold-blooded a person must possess to commit such a horrific massacre in such a short time. Xiao Chen, just what kind of person was he?

How many untold secrets does he hold?
Zhou Hongyan felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head. She instinctively covered her mouth, as if that would stop the scream and nausea that were about to burst from her throat.

A violent churning sensation ran through her stomach, as if an invisible hand was frantically stirring it inside, making her almost unable to stand.

As a warrior of the Underworld, she believed she had long been accustomed to life and death, having fought her way through countless bloody and cruel scenes amidst the clash of swords.

But the scene before her was still far beyond her comprehension and tolerance.

This was no simple killing; it was a meticulously planned and executed death feast that was almost perfectly executed!
Such efficiency, such ruthlessness, such a large-scale massacre—she had never heard of such a thing before!

In just a few minutes?
How did he do that?!

The question kept echoing in Zhou Hongyan's mind, her thoughts tangled together like a jumbled mess.

She tried to calm herself down, attempting to find clues in the chaotic and bloody scene to unravel the mystery in her heart.

She suppressed the urge to vomit, took a few deep breaths, and refocused her vision.

His gaze, like a sharp dagger, quickly swept over the nearest few corpses.

When she saw the fatal wounds on the corpses, she couldn't help but gasp.

The fatal wounds were strikingly similar, all located in the throat area!
It was an extremely thin, deep incision with clean edges, as if cut by a precision instrument, which precisely severed the trachea and carotid artery.

The wound was treated with utmost precision and efficiency, so clean and swift as to be almost appalling, as if this were not murder but a masterpiece of art.

There were almost no large splattered bloodstains on the ground, only a small patch of dark red spreading under the neck, like an evil flower quietly blooming in the darkness, silently telling the story of life being taken away in an instant.

This indicates that the killer acted with such speed that the victim's life was ended before blood could even splatter out in large quantities.

This was no ordinary weapon!
A strong sense of curiosity and vigilance welled up in Zhou Hongyan's heart, and her eyes searched the ground carefully like a searchlight.

They scrutinized every inch of the ground, keeping their eyes glued to the surface, not missing a single possible detail.

She knew that among the seemingly chaotic corpses and bloodstains, there must be clues left by the murderer. As long as she found them, she could uncover the truth behind this brutal massacre.

Suddenly, Zhou Hongyan felt as if a thunderclap had exploded before her eyes. Her pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints, and her already taut nerves were stretched to their limit.

All the sounds around her seemed to disappear at that moment, leaving only the sound of her rapidly beating heart echoing in her ears.

Her gaze was fixed on the throat wounds of several corpses. At the edge of those pools of blood, thick and sticky like black glue, lay a few… leaves?! (End of Chapter)