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Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, memorizing the faces of the people who had just spoken, and then looked at the Jiang family members on the steps who were mocking him and believed they had victory in their grasp.

Another boy, around fourteen or fifteen years old, gave him the middle finger.

"I think your wife is dirty. I'll use this on her and make sure she turns into a bitch in heat."

When he spoke, none of the Jiang family members felt that there was anything wrong with such words coming from the mouth of a young boy.

Chu Yang's last bit of patience was exhausted.

Before the foul language in the courtyard had even subsided, he had vanished like a ghost.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft..."

Several muffled thuds exploded almost simultaneously!

Because Chu Yang was so fast and controlled his strength perfectly, those who had sworn foul language stood there dumbfounded, taking one last incredulous look at their collapsed chests.

"Splash! Splash..."

Almost simultaneously, those people collapsed, dying before they even had a chance to cry out in pain.

The entire room fell silent!

Three breaths later...

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Jiang Yun roared, his eyes wide with fury.

But those martial artists were already wary and didn't want to fight to the death.

At this moment, Jiang Benshan said in a deep voice, "The bonus for everyone will be tripled. Whoever kills him will receive a bonus of fifty million!"

People die for wealth, birds die for food; those martial artists who had been stunned just moments before suddenly perked up.

"Damn it! That kid attacked from behind! With so many of us, we could drown him with our spit!"

"Yes! Let's all go! Chop him up and feed him to the dogs! Split the 50 million prize money equally!"

A group of martial artists, having gathered their courage by pooling their resources, swarmed forward, taking advantage of their numbers.

Jiang Benshan patted Jiang Yun on the shoulder, then looked at his youngest son, who had just given Chu Yang the middle finger and now looked somewhat flustered.

"Remember this! We are the powerful and wealthy, and you must use your wealth wisely from now on. This kind of lowly trash will always be trampled under our feet and manipulated by us."

The youngest son, with a respectful expression, bowed deeply and replied very politely, "Your son will heed your teachings, Father, and will surely bring honor to our family and live up to your expectations!"

Jiang Benshan nodded with satisfaction, "Good! My son has extraordinary talent and will surely achieve great things in the future."

Before he could finish speaking, the situation in the courtyard suddenly changed.

A crimson wave of energy exploded outwards from Chu Yang, sweeping out like a raging torrent!

Dozens of martial artists were sent flying back as if they had crashed into an invisible iron wall, their cries of agony tearing through the night sky.

Chu Yang remained calm, as if he had done something insignificant, and squinted at the Jiang family father and sons on the steps.

Emoto Zen was also shocked upon seeing this.

These martial artists are the foundation upon which the Jiang family has established itself in the East China Sea. Although their martial arts level is not particularly high, they have even killed a grandmaster before thanks to their excellent teamwork.

Unexpectedly, they were defeated in one fell swoop by Chu Yang's violent true energy today.

Jiang Benshan roared, "King Yama's Killing Formation!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the martial artists struggled to their feet and quickly formed three rows.

The three people in the back row placed their palms on the backs of the three people in the front row.

They used this method to gather everyone's true energy and transmit it all the way to the fat man at the very front of the line who looked to weigh three or four hundred pounds.

Although this method will result in the loss of more than half of one's true energy along the way, the power that is ultimately unleashed is beyond the resistance of ordinary grandmasters.

At this moment, the fat man in front continuously received the true energy transmitted from behind, and his body swelled up like a balloon.

Chu Yang looked at the fat man at the front with great interest. "Heh, using the Yama Killing Formation in front of the real Yama?"

Jiang Benshan sneered, "You little bastard, this is my Jiang family's great formation. Even a Grandmaster would perish here. You seemed very angry just now, and you didn't like what my son said. Now I'm telling you, after you die, the Su family will be wiped out. Your wife will become a lowly servant of my Jiang family, suffering endless torment every day!"

The youngest son of the Jiang family was filled with excitement. "Father, let me witness the power of our great formation! I want to see this convict blown to pieces!"

Jiang Yun patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "Don't rush! Be careful not to get splattered with dog blood!"

At this point, the fat man seemed to have swelled to his limit, his skin was almost transparent, and his blood vessels were clearly visible.

He waved his hands and roared, "Go..."

Before he could utter the word "death," Chu Yang moved!

He appeared in front of the fat man in an instant, his right palm blazing with crimson light, and he struck the man's swollen dantian with his palm!

"boom--!"

The true energy poured in like molten lava, instantly igniting and backfiring the violent true energy accumulated in the fat man's body, causing his massive body to explode like a lit powder keg!

Blood, flesh, and bone fragments mixed with out-of-control true energy shockwaves erupted backward!

The warriors forming the formation at the rear were swept away by this destructive energy far beyond imagination, screaming in agony as the formation crumbled like dominoes in an instant.

After the bloodshed and carnage, Chu Yang was as clean as ever.

He had simply redirected the violent energy gathered on the fat man's body.

Strictly speaking, those people committed "suicide".

He stepped over the wreckage and looked at the Jiang family members.

"Now, I think I'm in a position to negotiate."

His expression was cold and devoid of any emotion, like a demon from hell seeking death.

Seeing the seventy or eighty people who had just been swept away like ants by a hurricane, Jiang Benshan felt his scalp tingle and his face turned ashen.

Jiang Yun had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his body trembled like a leaf, and a foul-smelling liquid seeped from his crotch.

Jiang's youngest son, however, laughed excitedly, "Great! So great! Father, you must have a backup plan, bring it out quickly. I want to see this bastard blown to pieces."

Jiang Benshan slapped his youngest son, whom he loved the most, across the face.

"Shut up!"

He immediately put on a friendly smile again.

"Mr. Chu, it was a misunderstanding. I'll transfer you one billion yuan right now, plus an additional five billion yuan for emotional distress. Is that alright?"

Seeing Jiang Benshan switch between different expressions with ease, Chu Yang's eyes were as cold as ice.

He flashed and was already in front of Jiang Benshan.

"You're treating me like one of those low-class trash you're talking about, the kind who can be bought with money?"

Chu Yang's words were as cold as ice, and an invisible pressure pressed down like a mountain.

Jiang Benshan's face turned deathly pale, and his knees buckled instantly, slamming heavily to the ground.

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his knees, he slammed his forehead hard against the cold, hard floor tiles, making a dull thud.

Jiang Yun witnessed his father's miserable state, his crotch soaked with sweat. He turned to run away, but felt a tightness on the back of his neck.

Chu Yang grabbed him by the neck with one hand, lifting him up like a chick, and said coldly, "Trying to run? Don't you want to see me reduced to ashes?"

"No, I don't want to, no, no, no, I... I was wrong, please don't kill me! I'll give you whatever money you want!"

For the first time in his life, Jiang Yun smelled the scent of death. The man opposite him had murderous intent in his eyes, and just one glance made Jiang Yun feel his liver and gallbladder tremble.

Chu Yang smiled coldly and uttered four words indifferently: "Ten billion."

Jiang Yun felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly transferred the 1 billion yuan.

"Master Chu, it's already been transferred."

Chu Yang said "Oh" and exerted force with his wrist.

"You can go die now!"

Jiang Yun's terrified scream pierced the night sky as her body was violently thrown into the air, tracing a high parabola before crashing heavily onto the artificial hill in the distant garden, the sound of bones shattering clearly audible.

The eldest son of the Jiang family, one of the four great families of the East China Sea, has died!

Upon seeing his son's tragic death, Jiang Benshan wept bitterly.

"You...you're so cruel!"

Chu Yang tilted his head and glanced at him sideways, coldly asking, "If I weren't capable, you'd be the ones being 'ruthless' right now. Have you already forgotten about what you said about how you were going to deal with me and my wife?"

Chu Yang chuckled and his gaze fell on the youngest son of the Jiang family, whose face was filled with cruel excitement.

The youngest son's sinister smile froze instantly, turning into extreme fear.

Only now do I realize that the Jiang family I relied on, and my father who seemed omnipotent to me, were not omnipotent after all.

"No!!! Father, save me!"

Jiang Benshan glared at Chu Yang with bloodshot eyes. "Fine! So what if I die? Don't let my family be implicated. Kill me, but don't touch my son. He's still young, just a child."

Chu Yang sneered and said, "Some children are children, some children are beasts!"