My Ares Son-in-Law

Despair gripped Tie Xuan in an instant! This was a complete and utter crushing defeat! A crushing defeat with absolutely no chance of fighting back! When did such a terrifying young man appear in the Western Region?!

He tried to escape, to warn Ao Jia, but a cold hand had already gripped his throat like a venomous snake!
The next second, Tie Xuan was lifted up by an irresistible force and slammed into the heavy solid wood door like a broken sack!
"Boom...!"

Wood chips flew everywhere as the sturdy solid wood door, along with its frame, was smashed to pieces by the violent force!

Amidst the billowing smoke, Tie Xuan struggled to lift his head, finally recognizing the young yet cold face. His pupils contracted sharply, and broken syllables escaped his throat: "You...you are Xiao..."

"Crack!"

The cracking sound of his throat bones breaking interrupted his unfinished words. His life was extinguished along with the blood. Tie Xuan's head tilted limply to one side, his eyes wide open in death.

Inside the suite, the lights were a harsh, glaring white.

The three women on the bed were wrapped in sheets, huddled in the corner, their bodies stiff with fear, unable to even scream, only trembling, their eyes filled with terror.

Wearing only loose pajamas, Li Sheng slumped on the carpet, staring at Tie Xuan's twisted and deformed corpse in a pool of blood at the door. The color drained from his face instantly, leaving him deathly pale.

"Who...who are you?! What do you want?!" he roared, his voice trembling with fear, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind. "My brother-in-law is Ao Tianchen! The head of the Ao family in the Western Region! The president of the New Martial Arts Association! If you dare to lay a finger on me, the Ao family will wipe out your entire clan! Turn them to dust!"

Xiao Chen stepped over the ruins and walked towards Li Sheng, his gaze as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth, fixed on Li Sheng's pale face.

"Huang Fengqiang, do you still remember him?"

"Huang...Huang Fengqiang?"

These three words struck Li Sheng like a thunderbolt! All color drained from his face, and overwhelming fear rendered him incoherent, his body convulsing uncontrollably: "That...that guy wasn't insane long ago...he...he's still alive?"

"Oh!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Chen kicked out and struck Li Sheng squarely in the chest!

As if struck by a heavy hammer, Li Sheng's body instantly arched into a shrimp-like shape and slammed hard against the wall!

With a crisp "crack," the sound of ribs breaking was clearly audible! He coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, which slowly slid down the wall. He collapsed to the ground, unable to move, his eyes filled with extreme fear and despair.

"Huang Fengqiang is a member of the Yama Palace."

Xiao Chen approached step by step, the hem of his black cloth robe brushing against the carpet silently, but his voice was as cold as ice from the depths of hell, carrying the pronouncement of death, "And I am his superior."

He bent down, his fingertips lightly tracing Li Sheng's face, which was contorted with extreme fear. The icy touch made Li Sheng tremble all over: "So you should understand... anyone who dares to touch someone I'm protecting will only face death."

"No...no! Please! Spare my life!" Li Sheng cried, tears and snot streaming down his face. His limbs went limp on the carpet, and he struggled to crawl backward like a dying maggot, oblivious to the fact that his palms were bleeding from being rubbed raw by the carpet.

Xiao Chen straightened up, spread his five fingers, and pressed them lightly on Li Sheng's trembling head. A faint golden aura swirled in his palm, exuding a chilling killing intent.

"You can't kill me! My brother-in-law is Ao Tianchen! He's the head of the Western Region New Martial Arts Association! He will definitely avenge me and tear you to pieces!" Li Sheng roared, trying to make a last-ditch effort using Ao Tianchen's name, but his voice was filled with only desperate sobs.

"Ao Tianchen?" Xiao Chen's lips curled into a cold sneer, a chilling glint in his eyes. "I will take his life myself sooner or later. You are nothing but an appetizer." His five fingers suddenly clenched together!

"Crack!"

The sharp crack of the neck bone breaking, like a withered branch being snapped, was particularly jarring in the deathly silent room, startling the woman in the corner who trembled.

With a blank expression, Xiao Chen lifted the head, its eyes wide open and pupils unfocused. Blood gushed from the severed neck, dripping onto the luxurious Persian carpet, spreading into glaring dark red flowers of blood, like blooming flowers of death.

The wind blew in through the windows that were never fully closed, carrying with it a thick, pungent smell of blood that filled the entire room and ruffled the stray hairs on Xiao Chen's forehead. In his cold eyes, only a trace of chilling killing intent remained, as if he had just crushed an ant.

He knew very well that taking Li Sheng's head was tantamount to declaring war on the entire Ao family and on Ao Tianchen himself, a war to the death.

And this is exactly what he wants.

Xiao Chen tore off the heavy curtain and wrapped the head tightly. Blood instantly soaked through the fabric, making it heavy in his hands. His figure, like a ghost blending into the darkness, silently slipped into the shadows of the hotel corridor, disappearing in a few flashes into the blind spot of the surveillance cameras without leaving a trace.

He had only been gone for three minutes when the three women who had fainted from fright on the bed slowly awoke. As soon as they regained consciousness, the overwhelming, nauseating stench of blood assaulted their nostrils, causing them to gag. One of them instinctively turned her head, her gaze sweeping across the center of the carpet…

A headless corpse lay there stiffly, its neck severed and bloodied, staining a large area of ​​the carpet red.

"ah……!!!!"

The piercing scream, so intense it was almost distorted, like the howl of a vengeful ghost being choked, instantly shattered the hotel's silence, penetrating the floors and echoing in the night sky, completely tearing away the tranquil facade of this luxurious club.

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Western Region, Aojia Mansion.

In the brightly lit courtyard, Ao Tianchen paced back and forth, his hands behind his back. His expensive handmade leather shoes clicked on the bluestone slabs, revealing his barely concealed irritation. He glanced at his watch again; the hour hand pointed to 6:30 PM… well past his designated time to go home.

He repeatedly dialed Li Sheng and Tie Xuan's numbers, but the cold "no answer" tone kept coming from the receiver. A pricking unease, like vines, coiled wildly around his heart, tightening more and more, almost suffocating him.

"You damn fool! You were so engrossed in playing that you forgot the time! When you get back, I'll break your legs!" he cursed under his breath, his tone full of anger, but it seemed more like he was forcibly dispelling the inexplicable panic in his heart.

Just as he sat down in the million-dollar rosewood chair, the encrypted satellite phone on the table suddenly rang urgently, its sharp and piercing ring breaking the silence of the courtyard.

He is Mr. Li's personal driver.

"Chief of Staff..." The voice on the other end of the phone was trembling uncontrollably, almost sobbing, and barely audible.

"Where is he?! Bring Li Sheng back to me now!" Ao Tianchen's anger found an outlet, his voice icy cold, "Where has he been gallivanting off to again?!"

"Chief...Young Master Li...he's in trouble..." The driver stammered, his voice filled with fear that almost spilled out of the receiver. (End of Chapter)