My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1153 - 1154: What Is My Crime?

Chapter 1153: Chapter 1154: What Is My Crime?

At Huang Family Club, while the four Family Heads were engulfed in clouds of smoke, someone rushed in frantically:

"This is bad, terribly bad. All four young masters have been beaten!"

Upon hearing this, the four Family Heads exploded in anger.

They were already enraged by those who dared to strike at Huang Family Club.

And now, someone even dared to attack their sons—it was utterly outrageous.

The four young masters were carried in.

Their faces covered in blood, beaten beyond recognition by their own mothers, each with swollen faces like risen cakes.

"Damn it!"

Patriarch Zhao, furious, pushed the beauty next to him away as a terrifying murderous intent wildly overflowed.

Since the founding of the Huang Family Club, no one had ever dared to do this to them, and these four youngsters had never been beaten before.

But this time, it was too horrific.

The four could hardly speak, only wailing in pain.

"Duanmu Family, oh, very well, very well. If I don’t destroy you, I won’t bear the Zhao surname!"

Patriarch Zhao’s face darkened immeasurably. He couldn’t bear to hit his own son, and now someone had beaten him like this.

It felt as though a chunk of flesh had been gouged out of his body.

This was too excessive, far too excessive.

Yet they really didn’t understand - even the Lin Family, the foremost family of Chaoyang City, had never dared to touch them before. How could the Duanmu Family suddenly become so bold?

"Who exactly laid hands on them?"

Patriarch Qian asked.

The four young masters could hardly utter a word, but a subordinate whose leg had been broken cried out, "It was that scum! Duanmu Chang, for the sake of that scum, plans to start a war with our Huang Family Club.

He even said, whoever dares to call his grandson scum again, he will make them die!"

The four young masters nodded repeatedly, their hearts filled with hatred; this matter was far from over.

They must take revenge, they will not let that scum Xiao Chen go.

"Good for you, Duanmu Chang, daring to let a scum beat our sons, utterly lawless."

Sun Patriarch, angered, directly picked up a cleaver nearby, ready to seek revenge.

"Four Family Heads, you must take revenge for our young masters, for us. This isn’t just an attack on us, it’s a slap in your face, a slap in the face of the Huang Family!"

The subordinate cried out in agony and exclaimed loudly.

"Big brother, take people and eradicate Duanmu Family, whether they are a nobiliary clan of black gold or not, the Huang Family has provided us with two top-notch experts."

Patriarch Li said.

"You don’t need to go, this matter started because of our Huang Family, let me handle it."

Third Young Master Huang appeared out of nowhere.

He stated indifferently, "If the Duanmu Family does not respect you, will they dare to not respect me?"

"Young Master is right, with the prestige of the Huang Family, Duanmu Chang will surely kneel immediately."

Patriarch Zhao nodded.

"However, for the safety of the Young Master, it’s still better to bring more people."

"Hmm."

Third Young Master Huang did not refuse. If possible, he would prefer not to use his own people and let those from the Huang Family Club take the lead.

Moreover, he also felt that the Duanmu Family definitely wouldn’t dare to act.

To touch him would mean declaring war on the Huang Family.

Did the Duanmu Family have the guts?

It was already late evening, and the skies gradually darkened.

The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse; it was indeed good weather, and Chaoyang City was brightly lit.

In front of the Duanmu Family’s residence, large lanterns burned as bright as Daylight.

However, beneath this illumination lurked a group tinged with murderous intent.

Each of them held a weapon, blocking the entrance to the Duanmu family, ensuring no one could leave.

In the center stood a young man in luxurious clothes.

His suit was tailor-made, clearly the work of a master, worth no less than a million.

Beside the young man in luxury were about ten others, all clad in combat uniforms embroidered with Gold Dragons; each one was evidently strong.

"Go, tell Duanmu Chang to come out with Xiao Chen and see me," said the Third Young Master Huang, "just say the Third Young Master of the Huang Family has arrived."

Third Young Master Huang’s subordinate lay on the ground, with the Third Young Master sitting on him and lighting a cigarette, calmly waiting, "I’ll give them the time it takes to smoke this cigarette. If they don’t come out, I’ll storm in."

Approximately halfway through the cigarette, Duanmu Chang, Zhou Yinque, and other members of the Duanmu Family came out.

Xiao Chen walked beside Zhou Yinque.

He could have stayed inside, but Third Young Master Huang was not someone Duanmu Chang and Zhou Yinque could afford to provoke.

This matter had to be handled by him.

Looking at the dense crowd outside, under the lights, vague shadows emitted a terrifying murderous aura.

The people of the Duanmu Family were somewhat nervous.

They could have fought in the Huang Family Club, but the Huang Family itself was truly beyond their provocation.

Without Xiao Chen today, Duanmu Chang would probably have already knelt.

"Duanmu Chang, kneel and apologize!"

Third Young Master Huang looked at Duanmu Chang and said coldly.

Duanmu Chang smiled and responded, "Even though your Huang Family ranks sixth among the top ten Aristocratic Clans, I don’t see why I must kneel to you."

Moreover, asking me to apologize? What have I done wrong?"

"How dare you! Who are you to question? If I say you are guilty, then you’re guilty. The Huang Family Club is our dog.

You beat those four youngsters; you’ve beaten four of our dogs.

This is a crime, and a grave one at that."

Third Young Master Huang was arrogant, not giving the slightest respect to the black gold Aristocratic Clan.

If it wasn’t for Xiao Chen, Duanmu Chang would probably be scared to death now.

But today, he felt emboldened.

Looking at Third Young Master Huang, he said, "If your family’s dogs don’t wear leashes and bite people everywhere, a bit of discipline is only fair; not killing them was already generous.

If the Third Young Master can’t manage his dogs, others will discipline them for you.

You might have forgotten that this is Chaoyang City, not the Capital City."

Hearing this, Third Young Master Huang frowned, thinking that Duanmu Chang’s demeanor today was indeed unusual.

In the past, not just his presence but even people from the Huang Family Club could make Duanmu Chang kneel and wail.

But today, he was confrontational?

Frowning, Third Young Master Huang said, "Duanmu Chang, I don’t know what has gotten into you today, but our dogs can only be disciplined by us. Regardless if they bite or kill someone, others have no right to touch them; otherwise, they declare themselves enemies of the Huang Family!"

Duanmu Chang replied with a smile, "Third Young Master, you are mistaken again. It’s not that I want to be an enemy of the Huang Family, rather your family’s dogs bit someone they shouldn’t have."

Third Young Master Huang glanced at the crowd, "Who is Xiao Chen?"

In his view, Xiao Chen must be the person Duanmu Chang referred to as someone not to be bitten.

He wanted to see, the son-in-law from the Xinmeng Group, how daring he was to confront the Huang Family.

"It’s me!"

Xiao Chen held a cigarette between his fingers, took a puff, and then spoke.

Third Young Master Huang looked at Xiao Chen, feeling inexplicable fury. This man, was he the son of Huang Ningxia, whom his father had desperately wanted to kill?

Indeed, he was handsome, resembling his mother.

A murderous intent surfaced in Third Young Master Huang’s eyes as he coldly looked at Xiao Chen: "So you are the son of that sl*t. Duanmu Chang, you dare to be an enemy of the Huang Family by bringing that wretch’s son back to the Duanmu family?"