You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

His deep voice echoed in the crisp morning air.

It carried an aura of absolute ruthlessness that left no room for argument.

There was no dissuasion, nor any hesitation.

The six bodyguards in black behind the eagle quickly took out their tactical backpacks.

He pulled out a black rectangular military-grade directional explosive device.

With practiced ease, he affixed it to the center of the two thick solid wood doors, each half a foot thick and inlaid with brass nails.

"Mr. Chen, step back."

Eagle pressed the detonation button on the remote control in his hand.

boom--!

A deafening, earth-shattering roar.

It caused a sensation in this ancient and quiet hutong area of ​​Beijing.

A massive shockwave, accompanied by dazzling flames, instantly tore through the morning mist.

That vermilion gate, symbolizing the Huangfu family's century-long glory and inviolability.

Under the terrifying power of directional blasting.

It's like two thin, crispy cookies.

It was torn apart and shattered at the hinge.

Large chunks of wood and flying brass door nails, accompanied by a whistling sound, rained down on the spacious front yard of the courtyard house.

Thick smoke and dust rushed in through the gaping hole in the door.

Inside the courtyard house.

The alarm blared shrilly in an instant.

"Who goes there! How dare you trespass on the Huangfu family's property!"

Accompanied by a series of chaotic and heavy footsteps.

Hundreds of elite guards dressed in black training uniforms, carrying short sticks and triangular bayonets.

Like a swarm of wasps whose nest had been disturbed.

They poured out from the east and west wing rooms and the backyard.

They quickly formed an impenetrable wall of people in the front yard paved with bluestone slabs.

these people.

They were all internal martial arts masters and outlaws whom the Huangfu family had spent a lot of money to train from childhood, or who had been poached from various reclusive martial arts schools with high salaries.

Each of them, if placed outside, would be a tough nut to crack, capable of taking on ten opponents at once.

Through the lingering smoke of battle.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes, gleaming with menace, were fixed on the lone black figure outside the gate.

Eagle and his six bodyguards were just about to pull out their batons and rush in.

Chen Yuan slightly raised his right hand and blocked their way.

"Hold the gate."

Chen Yuan's voice was perfectly steady, without the slightest ripple.

"No one in this courtyard is allowed to leave today."

The eagle paused for a moment.

Looking at the more than one hundred elite warriors in black on the other side.

Then look at Chen Yuan's back as he walked in alone, without even taking off his coat.

He swallowed hard.

"Mr. Chen, there are too many people over there, and you're alone..."

"I'm enough to deal with this bunch of trash on my own."

Chen Yuan did not turn around.

He strode forward, his leather shoes landing on the scattered pieces of wood.

It made a chilling "click" sound.

He unbuttoned his black trench coat with one hand.

It slid down his shoulder and was casually tossed onto the half-collapsed threshold.

Inside was a pure black fitted shirt.

Broad shoulders and strong, muscular back muscles, all poised to spring forth beneath the shirt.

"Kill him!"

The guard leader realized that only Chen Yuan had entered.

A cruel sneer flashed in his eyes as he brandished the triangular bayonet in his hand and roared.

Hundreds of guards surged forth like a tide.

Holding his weapon, he charged towards Chen Yuan alone with a whooshing sound.

Faced with this overwhelming killing scheme.

Chen Yuan didn't pause for even half a second.

In his deep black eyes, there was a fierce, savage aura that had been suppressed all night and was now boiling over in his desire to protect his child.

In that instant.

Release it completely and without reservation.

He didn't adopt any defensive stance.

They went straight into the three guards who were charging at the front.

Lean forward slightly.

Within a tenth of a second, the speed surged to a terrifying level that defied the limits of human biomechanics.

The three guards didn't even finish the motion of throwing a punch.

Before my eyes could see anything, a black afterimage had already closed in on me.

boom! boom! boom!

Three consecutive dull, teeth-grinding sounds of flesh colliding.

They rang out at almost the same time.

Chen Yuan did not use any complicated moves.

It's just the simplest straight punch and front kick.

But the terrifying power contained in that fist shattered the ribs of the three men.

The powerful kinetic energy carried their nearly 200-pound bodies.

It flew backwards like a cannonball.

It crashed heavily into the group of guards rushing up from behind, instantly knocking over more than a dozen people.

"ah--!"

Screams echoed through the courtyard.

Chen Yuan did not stop.

He was like a red-hot dagger, plunging headfirst into a block of butter.

Wherever they went.

Not a single move missed.

A master of internal strength, attempting a sneak attack from the side, had just raised his short stick.

Chen Yuan grabbed his wrist with a backhand.

His five fingers suddenly clenched together.

Click.

With a crisp cracking sound, the man's wrist was twisted into a right angle.

The moment the short stick slipped from my hand and fell.

Chen Yuan followed up with a side kick.

The soles of the leather shoes were firmly imprinted on the man's side ribs.

Several ribs broke off simultaneously, and the man didn't even have time to scream.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately fainted.

This was by no means an evenly matched battle.

This was a one-sided, predictable, and overwhelming physical harvest.

On the dark web's life-or-death arena, Chen Yuan faced monsters injected with drugs and devoid of pain.

These so-called ancient martial arts masters in front of me.

In his eyes.

It was so slow it was like watching a slow-motion replay.

It is full of flaws.

Fists flashed and kicks whistled.

Chen Yuan moved like a ghost, weaving through the crowd.

Not a single drop of splattered blood was on it.

Less than five minutes.

The once imposing hundred or so guards had already fallen, with more than half of them lying dead.

The rest of the people.

Looking at his companions on the ground, their limbs severed, lying in pools of blood, howling and rolling in agony.

Then look at the man in front of me, who hasn't even taken a breath and whose eyes are as cold as death.

The weapons in their hands began to tremble.

My legs felt as weak as two cooked noodles, and I kept backing away.

Fear, this primal emotion, completely shattered their proud warrior dignity.

"A devil...he's not human!"

One of the guards dropped his knife, broke down, and ran away.

But this became the final straw that broke their defenses.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

ten minutes.

In just ten minutes.

The once neat and spacious front yard paved with bluestone.

It has now become a living hell.

The ground was littered with writhing bodies in agony, and blood pooled in the cracks of the stone slabs, forming dark red puddles.

The strong stench of blood permeated every corner.

In the huge courtyard.

Not a single member of the Huangfu family was still standing.

Inside the lobby.

The heavy mahogany door was half-closed.

The head of the Huangfu family and Huangfu Wan'er were originally sitting in a grand chair.

Get ready to see how these hundreds of elite soldiers will beat Chen Yuan to death with sticks and chop him into mincemeat.

But at the moment.

The walnut in the Huangfu family head's hand fell to the ground and rolled into the corner of the wall.

His face, covered with age spots, was deathly pale, as if it were covered with a thick layer of plaster.

His whole body was trembling violently uncontrollably.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest like a drum, almost bursting out of my ribs.

next to.

Huangfu Wan'er's expensive silk nightgown was already soaked with cold sweat.

It clung tightly to my body.

She covered her mouth tightly.

The eyeballs bulged outwards due to extreme fear.

Watching the black figure in the courtyard, stepping on the blood-soaked ground, walking step by step towards the main hall.

My legs went weak.

A warm, pale yellow liquid flowed uncontrollably down her inner thigh.

It dripped onto the carpet.

She was so scared she peed her pants.

This man.

He single-handedly destroyed the century-old foundation of the Huangfu family.

It was smashed into pieces.

Chen Yuan stepped over the wailing sounds and walked up the steps of the main hall. His blood-stained leather shoes stopped in front of the Huangfu family head: "Now, we should settle accounts for your attempt to harm my child."