My Ares Son-in-Law

Sun Zhenhong saw his son's pale face through the screen and flew into a rage!
In the ancient city, someone actually dared to touch Sun Zhenhong's son!

"Give him the phone! I want to see who this blind fool is!"

"Okay...okay..." Sun Yaoyang trembled as he raised his phone, pointing the screen at Xiao Chen. "Don't come any closer! My dad...my dad wants to talk to you! My dad is Sun..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Chen darted forward and slapped him across the face!

This palm strike did not use any immortal power, but its force was still terrifying!
Sun Yaoyang was sent flying two or three meters away, his mouth split open and blood was flowing freely.

He gripped his phone tightly, screaming, "Dad! Help me! When are your men arriving?!"

However, when he caught a glimpse of his father on the other side of the screen, he was stunned—his father stood frozen in place, his face ashen, his lips trembling, repeatedly muttering the name "Xiao Chen".

Sun Zhenhong's company was one of the forces involved in blocking Xiao Chen's businesses. More importantly, he personally witnessed the grand opening ceremony that shook the entire ancient city this morning!
Unforgettable!

Behind that man stood the City Lord's Mansion, a martial arts world tycoon, a mysterious big shot, and even the support of the top family in the western region!
Although the Sun family is wealthy, what can they use to contend with such powerful and influential figures?

"Dad! What are you waiting for?!" Sun Yaoyang panicked completely.

The next second, Sun Zhenhong's furious roar erupted from the phone: "Sun Yaoyang! Are you fucking tired of living?! How dare you mess with that guy! If you want to die, don't drag your whole family down with you!"

Immediately afterward, Sun Zhenhong noticed Xiao Chen's figure in the camera's view, and his tone instantly turned humble: "President Xiao, I am Sun from XX Group..."

"Crack!"

Xiao Chen stomped down, and the phone screen shattered and went black instantly.

Sun Yaoyang's only hope was shattered. What devastated him even more was that his father had just been fawning over this man!
She even abandoned her own son for this!
How can it be? !
Before he could react, Xiao Chen's icy voice rang out like a death knell: "You really enjoy crippling people's limbs? Why don't you try it yourself?"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Chen stomped hard on Sun Yaoyang's left arm!

"Crack!"

The arm bone shattered instantly!

Sun Yaoyang let out a bloodcurdling scream, struggling desperately, but was firmly suppressed by an invisible force.

Immediately afterwards, there was another "crack" sound, and his right arm was severed as well!

Xiao Chen had no interest in tormenting such a person; it was a pure waste of time.

But the anger in his heart had to be vented—if he hadn't arrived tonight, it would be Yun Miao lying on the ground groaning right now!
That would completely crush a family's hopes!
The entire supermarket echoed with piercing screams. The two supermarket leaders, kneeling on the ground, were pale and trembling like leaves.

They clearly witnessed the drastic change in Sun Zhenhong's attitude. At this moment, they were absolutely certain that this terrifying figure before them possessed a terrifying background beyond their comprehension!
But Yunmiao's academic records clearly show no record of any powerful connections!
Not only them, but all the onlookers felt a chill run down their spines. Some people instinctively wanted to take out their phones to film, but then, remembering Xiao Chen's methods, they silently put them down.

Some of the more timid ones have already quietly retreated, trying to escape this place of trouble.

The air here is so oppressive it's suffocating.

Sun Yaoyang had completely lost consciousness and was no different from a cripple.

The piercing sound of police sirens could be heard in the distance, and soon a group of police officers rushed into the scene.

Xiao Chen ignored it, sent a message to a special number, and then returned to Yun Miao's side.

Yunmiao was still in shock: "Big brother, what you just did..."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly and lifted his broken arm: "Bear with it, it will hurt." Before he finished speaking, he gently twisted his wrist, and the dislocated bones were instantly reset, and a warm energy flowed slowly into his meridians.

The burning sensation was enveloped by the warm current and gradually subsided.

Yunmiao was surprised to find that her arm, which had been completely numb, had regained a faint sense of touch.

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you in the next few days. Take it on time and you'll recover. If you're worried, you can go to the hospital for an X-ray."

"As for that guy and the supermarket..." Xiao Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the supermarket manager who was still kneeling on the ground, "I will handle it. From now on, in this city, no one will dare to touch you in the slightest. Whoever dares to touch you, I will kill them!"

Every word was like a steel needle, piercing the two supermarket leaders and sending shivers down their spines.

Once her injuries have healed, if Yunmiao is willing to embark on the path of cultivation, Xiao Chen will naturally teach her mental cultivation techniques and martial arts skills.

Of course, it's up to him to choose.

Meanwhile, in the western suburbs of the ancient city, the Yang family villa was brightly lit.

Yang Nantian repeatedly flipped through the information about Xiao Chen in his hand, his brows furrowed.

"Where did this guy come from? He looks like a wild man from the mountains!"

Duo'er whispered beside him, "Master, I don't know either. What's troublesome now is the power behind the Xunjiang Group. Putting aside the old snake in the martial arts circle, the city lord's mansion, and the martial arts army for the time being, the Wang family's attitude is very clear: they want to protect this kid."

"If we act rashly, we might cause trouble. It seems that the Underworld is also watching him."

A cold glint flashed in Yang Nantian's eyes: "So what if the Wang family and the Yama Palace? This boy killed my Yang family members, it's only right that I take revenge! Doesn't he care about those women around him? I'll capture them right in front of him and let him taste what despair is!"

Seeing that the patriarch was blinded by hatred, Duo'er's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "Master, I have a foolproof plan. It can kill this boy in public, restore the Yang family's prestige, and leave the Yama Palace and the Wang family speechless."

"Say!"

"Since Xiao Chen is a practitioner of ancient martial arts, why don't you issue him a challenge to the death, forcing him onto the martial arts stage! On the martial arts stage, life and death are left to fate, and no one can interfere. With your strength, killing him would be as easy as turning your hand!"

Yang Nantian's eyes lit up, then he frowned: "My cultivation is far superior to his. Unless he's stupid, he will never accept the challenge."

Duo'er smiled sinisterly: "He has no choice. If you threaten him with the lives of the women around him, would he dare to refuse?"

Yang Nantian narrowed his eyes. Though the methods were despicable, they were insignificant compared to the deep-seated hatred he harbored!
"How about I help you deal with Xiao Chen?"

A majestic voice suddenly rang out.

Yang Nantian's expression changed drastically!
He had already reached the Celestial Realm of cultivation, yet he didn't notice anyone approaching!
A few seconds later, the villa door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked in slowly.

Upon seeing who it was, Yang Nantian and Duo'er's pupils shrank simultaneously.

Lu Fengnan, the head of the Lu family, a reclusive martial arts family in an ancient city!

Why did he come uninvited?
Yang Nantian suppressed his anger, cupped his hands and said, "What brings Patriarch Lu here?"

Lu Fengnan walked straight to the sofa, flicked his long robe, and sat down. His gaze swept over Xiao Chen's photo on the table, and his index finger suddenly pressed down!
"laugh--"

The photograph shattered instantly; the force of the finger penetrated the paper, leaving a deep dent on the marble tabletop.

"We came for this child." (End of Chapter)