My Ares Son-in-Law

At each checkpoint, professional security personnel carefully check documents, inspect personnel and items, leaving no potential security risks unchecked.

Their expressions were serious and earnest, and their eyes revealed an unquestionable authority.

Finally, after going through a series of tedious and rigorous procedures, the group was able to enter the building.

The Qin family members, including Qin Fang, were experiencing extremely complex emotions at this moment.

They felt like a group of pawns manipulated by fate, helplessly swept into this unknown storm.

Once inside the building, they were all handcuffed. The cold handcuffs on their wrists seemed to shackle their freedom and hope.

With their movements restricted, they had no freedom whatsoever, just like prisoners, and every step they took seemed so heavy and helpless.

They were led directly to the elevator, whose doors slowly opened, revealing a bright and clean interior.

Yang Zheng pressed the button for the top floor. As the elevator slowly ascended, everyone except Xiao Chen became increasingly nervous.

As the elevator ascended, a tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated the cramped space.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes slightly, and his powerful divine sense spread out slowly in all directions like an invisible ripple.

This divine sense was like a keen detector, instantly penetrating the metal walls of the elevator and extending to every corner of the entire building.

In an instant, Xiao Chen immediately sensed that there were at least four or five exceptionally powerful auras lurking in the shadows throughout the building.

These auras, like ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, exuded a chilling pressure.

Compared to the ordinary martial artists downstairs, they were like the brilliant stars and faint fireflies in the night sky, their strengths were worlds apart.

They are all practitioners of ancient martial arts! And their cultivation levels are quite high!

Xiao Chen became secretly wary. Ancient martial arts practitioners were already rare and powerful, but so many had suddenly appeared here. It seemed that this building was hiding a huge secret, and what was happening inside was definitely not ordinary.

"Ding—" With a crisp notification sound, the elevator doors slowly opened on the top floor.

A quiet corridor appeared before us, as if time had stood still.

The corridor was dimly lit and soft, but it couldn't dispel the tense atmosphere that permeated the air.

At the end of the corridor was a heavy automatic door, which resembled a sturdy fortress, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

Four guards in white uniforms stood at the entrance; their uniforms were clean and tidy, without a single wrinkle.

But their eyes were sharp as eagles, as if they could see into the depths of a person's heart; their temples bulged high, as if they held a powerful force that could erupt at any moment.

Clearly, they are both medical staff, responsible for taking care of the patients' daily lives and medical care, and also capable guards, protecting the secrets and safety behind this door.

Next to the automatic door, the indicator light for the "Intensive Care Unit" was flashing a glaring red light, serving as a warning that a battle against death was taking place here.

Outside the operating room, in the rest area, several people were sitting or standing, keeping watch.

There were both men and women, all around forty or fifty years old.

Their attire was exquisite, each piece of clothing costing a fortune, showcasing their extraordinary status and position; their demeanor was composed, and every gesture exuded the authority of someone long accustomed to a high position. Yet, at this moment, their brows were furrowed with an overwhelming anxiety and sorrow, their eyes filled with worry and helplessness. Clearly, they were the direct descendants of the important figure being rescued inside, and the safety of their loved one had driven them to despair.

Those people also immediately noticed the Qin family members being escorted over by martial artists.

Their gazes instantly focused on them, their eyes filled with vigilance and doubt, as if they were trying to guess the identities and intentions of the Qin family members.

One of the middle-aged men, who was burly and clearly of high status, and whose martial arts skills were also quite high, had his already tense nerves completely snap at this moment.

His eyes instantly turned blood red, like burning flames, and the veins on his forehead bulged like winding earthworms. He looked like an enraged lion, exuding a chilling aura.

He charged forward suddenly, each step shaking the ground, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and grief in his heart.

"Qin Fang! You old scoundrel! How dare you set foot in this place!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to burst, and blood vessels instantly filled his eyeballs. Veins bulged on his forehead, like ferocious centipedes wriggling.

His face flushed crimson, and the veins on his neck stood out prominently. The flames of anger burned fiercely in his chest, almost completely destroying his reason.

"Speak! Who ordered you to poison my father!"

"I'm putting my cards on the line right here and now! If anything happens to my father today, I'll risk my life to make your entire Qin family pay with their lives!"

"From eighty-year-old women to infants in swaddling clothes, not a single one will survive!"

"I will make sure your Qin family is wiped out, and your blood debt will be repaid in blood!"

With a roar, all the muscles in his body tensed instantly, like a fully drawn bowstring, carrying a sharp gust of wind. He completely disregarded the occasion and his status as a school officer.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging, and concentrated all his internal energy into his right fist, smashing it fiercely towards Qin Fang's face!
This punch was incredibly fast, as fast as lightning streaking across the night sky, leaving no time to react; its force was fierce, as fierce as a cannonball fired from a gun, carrying an unstoppable momentum, as if it wanted to completely destroy everything in front of it.

If that punch landed, Qin Fang, with his current exhausted and weak body, would definitely die on the spot, without even a chance to struggle.

Qin Fang's aged body swayed precariously under the fierce force of the punch, like a leaf drifting in a gale.

Everyone around changed their expressions drastically!

People who had maintained a calm facade now showed expressions of terror.

Qin Lingling was so frightened that she screamed, the sharp sound seemingly piercing the extremely tense air. She covered her face with her hands, her body trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming through her fingers.

Just moments before that fist, brimming with rage and murderous intent, was about to strike Qin Fang's nose—

A long, slender, and steady hand appeared out of thin air and casually clenched its fist in front of you!
This hand appears casual, yet it seems to contain boundless power, exuding a confident sense of control.

"boom!"

A muffled thud, like a heavy hammer striking a drum, was exceptionally clear in the silent space.

That powerful and fierce fist, imbued with internal strength, was steadily and completely enveloped by this hand, unable to advance an inch!

It was as if a ferocious beast had been locked in a sturdy cage; all its force vanished like mud into the sea, instantly disappearing without a trace, leaving not a ripple. (End of Chapter)