My Ares Son-in-Law

This sudden discovery struck Zhou Hongyan like a bolt from the blue, leaving her almost unable to believe her eyes.

It was a very common ornamental plant found in the corner of an abandoned factory. On ordinary days, it would grow silently in the corner, its leaves long and tough, swaying gently in the breeze, never attracting the attention of anyone else.

But at this moment, these few leaves seemed like demonic blades crawling out of hell, exuding a chilling aura.

These leaves, like the sharpest willow-leaf daggers, were embedded deeply into the flesh of the corpse's neck at an incredible angle and with incredible force.

One of the pieces, like an arrow shot by the Grim Reaper, pierced the throat of a thug with unparalleled precision, pinning him firmly to the wooden crate behind him.

The wooden box swayed slightly from the impact of the leaves, making a dull sound.

The tip of the leaf trembled slightly, as if still savoring the fatal blow. The scarlet blood droplets stained with the leaf slowly slid down the leaf and dripped onto the ground, splashing up tiny blood flowers.

A few leaves, like well-trained steel nails, plunged deep into the hard cement ground with an indomitable spirit.

The concrete ground was dented by the impact of the leaves, leaving only the blood-stained tips of the leaves sticking out, as if showing the world the terrifying achievements they had just created.

Zhou Hongyan felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, as if all the blood in her body had frozen.

Picking leaves... could hurt someone?!

In the past, she might have thought this was an exaggerated plot that only appeared in martial arts novels, but now, this bloody reality was right in front of her, leaving her no room for doubt.

Do not!
This is clearly murder by plucking leaves!
Moreover, it was accomplished with an absolute precision and overwhelming force.

How profound must one's martial arts skills be, how powerful must one's internal energy be, to achieve such effortless skill and kill without leaving a trace?

Xiao Chen, what kind of person is he exactly?
How many unknown secrets and terrifying strength does he possess?

Zhou Hongyan's mind was in chaos, and countless questions surged in like a tide, completely overwhelming her.

A bone-chilling cold, like a cold, venomous snake, snaked its way up from the soles of Zhou Hongyan's feet, straight to the top of her head.

The chill seemed to freeze even her blood, causing her to shiver and goosebumps to instantly rise all over her body.

Even though she had personally witnessed Xiao Chen's terrifying strength.

Under the flickering neon lights, Xiao Chen tore apart the neon tubes with his bare hands. The sharp fragments of the tubes seemed like docile toys in his hands. Then, with a single move, he severely injured the arrogant Luo Sha and sent his massive body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood.

Even after such a shocking experience, Zhou Hongyan still felt her soul tremble as she faced the scene of corpses lying haphazardly across the field and the strange leaves stuck in their throats.

The corpses lay on the ground like discarded rag dolls, cold and stiff, with dark red bloodstains spreading across the cold ground, creating a series of shocking scenes.

The leaves at the throat, like demonic claws reaching out from hell, precisely and ruthlessly took their lives.

This is simply beyond the reach of human power!

This was like a terrifying realm straight out of an ancient legend, making her unable to believe her eyes.

Suddenly, the image of Luo Sha's face, twisted and distorted with extreme horror, flashed through her mind.

At that moment, Rakshasa's eyes were wide open, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. The muscles on his face twitched wildly, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was roaring something.

She was in a semi-conscious state at the time, her consciousness was blurred, and she could not hear clearly, but a word echoed in her ears in a daze—"Heavenly River Realm?!" Heavenly River Realm was a realm that only existed in legends. It was said to be above the Heavenly Realm and was the peak that martial artists dreamed of but could never reach.

Could it be... that Xiao Chen has actually reached such a terrifying level?

Zhou Hongyan felt her heart suddenly race, as if it were about to burst out of her chest, and her breathing became rapid.

Countless thoughts of shock, doubt, and lingering fear churned wildly in her mind like boiling water.

She felt like her brain was an overloaded machine, barely able to handle the massive amount of information.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her wildly beating heart just wouldn't calm down.

She took one last deep look at this hellish scene shrouded in death; the pungent smell of blood and the horrifying sight made her stomach churn.

Then, she slowly raised her head and glanced in the direction where Xiao Chen had disappeared.

It was a dark and secluded path leading deeper into the abandoned factory, as if hiding countless secrets and dangers.

That place was the heart of the Black Phoenix organization's stronghold, a breeding ground for evil.

She had no doubt that Xiao Chen's goal was to completely eradicate the "Black Phoenix Organization," this malignant tumor.

This man was like a sharp sword, with an indomitable spirit, determined to eradicate all darkness and evil in the world.

But can he really succeed?

He was facing the Black Phoenix organization, which had been entrenched here for many years and was deeply rooted in the community, and whose members were full of experts.

Zhou Hongyan was filled with worry and uncertainty, but she knew that she had no way out and could only follow this unknown force forward to see what truth was hidden behind it.

Zhou Hongyan felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest, as if it were about to burst through her thin skin.

What she had just witnessed was like a nightmare, constantly replaying in her mind, each scene filled with a chilling cold and endless fear.

But she knew that this was not the time to be consumed by fear; time was of the essence, and every second could be crucial.

Without further hesitation, like a startled cheetah determined to escape danger, she suppressed the surging horror and shock within her heart.

He pushed off the ground with both feet, turned around, and sprinted towards the direction of the hidden vehicle.

Her figure moved like a black lightning bolt through the dimly lit abandoned factory, swiftly weaving through the ruins.

The "ghost messenger" in my hand was burning hot; it was an emergency communication device issuing a warning that important information was about to be transmitted.

Her fingers gripped it tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind: she had to report it immediately!

immediately!

Everything that happened here—Xiao Chen's terrifying, unimaginable strength, and the immense crisis the Black Phoenix Organization might face—was reported to superiors. (End of Chapter)