My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 147

Chapter 147: 147

Tyrant Fist’s voice gave everyone courage and fighting spirit.

Those who were either uninjured or had only suffered minor injuries got out of their cars one after another.

They stood with their own bosses, facing off against the opposition.

A cold smile crossed Liu Zang’s face, "It seems you all want to settle the score right here.

What a pity, you didn’t expect us to bring so many people, did you?"

Beside him, Niu Qi cursed, "Damn it,

you bunch of bastards don’t want to live anymore, huh! Kid, I, Niu Qi, don’t waste my time on nobodies, so spit out your name quickly!"

Guan Hu laughed and said, "Guan Hu, the Deputy General Manager of Tianxing Company! Our General Manager is Zhang Qi.

You should all recognize us."

"So you are Zhang Qi’s men. Wasn’t it said that Chen Biao had scared you so much that you were hiding in your lair, too afraid to make a move?

How come you have suddenly grown so brave today?"

Liu Zang asked.

"Don’t you know? Chen Biao has gone to the place he should go to!

Oh, right, our boss kept the news under wraps, so you probably don’t know.

But I’m puzzled, Bai Qing couldn’t possibly not know about it, could she?

Before Chen Biao left, he donated a full hundred million to our Tianxing Company.

It’s truly the height of generosity!"

Guan Hu said lightly.

But every person was shocked.

Chen Biao had been dealt with!

"Hmph, that trash deserved it, better he’s gone so he won’t share a piece of the pie."

Niu Qi snorted coldly, "What do you say, Zang bro, shall we make a move?"

Liu Zang looked towards the car behind Guan Hu, feeling as if a pair of eyes were watching him, sending shivers down his spine.

"Is that Xiao Chen, in the car?"

He suddenly asked.

Guan Hu laughed and respectfully opened the car door.

Xiao Chen walked out with a smile on his face.

Looking at Liu Zang and Wang Qiang, "Old friends, long time no see. Do you remember what I said when I left last time?

’Don’t come to Linhai to cause trouble again.’ But it seems, you didn’t take it seriously, did you?"

Liu Zang stared at Xiao Chen, eyes filled with hatred.

Just seeing Xiao Chen, he could feel his old injuries ache.

Wang Qiang, even more, was filled with a murderous intent, wishing he could kill Xiao Chen on the spot.

Xiao Chen had not only crippled his brother, but his brother was still locked up in prison to this day.

"Boss, they are former investors, we should welcome them," Guan Hu said with a smile.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you’re here to invest, not to cause trouble," Xiao Chen said with a smile. "I’ve really, really missed you guys!"

"Who the hell do you think you are, daring to threaten Zang bro, you’re just asking to die!"

Niu Qi sneered, "Other than Zhang Qi, all of you in Linhai’s underworld are trash!"

His voice had just fallen when Guan Hu suddenly burst out.

His form was like a cheetah, and he knocked down Niu Qi with a punch.

Niu Qi lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, clearly not lightly injured.

Guan Hu stood there coldly and said, "Dare to disrespect our boss, you’re looking to die!"

So strong!

Seeing Guan Hu, Liu Zang’s eyelids twitched.

He hadn’t expected that not only was Xiao Chen incredibly formidable, but even this subordinate was so fierce.

"Move aside!"

Suddenly, a large hand pushed Liu Zang aside.

A colossal man towering over two meters tall walked out from the crowd.

Looking down at Guan Hu he said, "Your Kung Fu is not bad! Come, play with me!"

Tyrant Fist!

The crowd got excited seeing Tyrant Fist about to make a move!

Tyrant Fist, one of the Four Vajras, with an overwhelmingly powerful punch.

With just one punch, he could kill a tiger - that’s how fierce he was.

Neither Xiao Chen nor Guan Hu could possibly withstand even one of his punches.

"Tyrant Fist bro, let me handle that Xiao Chen, I must kill him with my own hands!"

Liu Zang said.

"Heh, he’d have to survive one of my punches first," Tyrant Fist said coldly. "Ghost Blade told me you’re pretty tough, kid, that even Lord Long praised you as being nearly on par with Ghost Blade.

I thought you were some incredibly fierce creature. But you’re nothing special.

If you can take one of my punches and not die, I’ll spare you today!"

He looked towards Xiao Chen and said.

Everyone got excited; Tyrant Fist’s strike would surely obliterate everyone on the opposing side.

They wouldn’t even need to lift a finger.

Today’s matter was just too easy.

"To deal with a dumb brute like you, the boss doesn’t even need to intervene; I can wipe you out myself!"

Guan Hu looked coldly at Tyrant Fist and declared.

"Hehe, spirited. But I wonder about your strength!"

After Tyrant Fist finished speaking, he suddenly smashed a punch towards Guan Hu.

Guan Hu felt as though a huge boulder was hurtling towards him; the pressure was simply terrifying.

Clenching his teeth, he braced himself and his fists roared out.

Bang!

Thud thud thud thud!

With just one punch, Guan Hu was forced to retreat repeatedly, until he stopped right in front of Xiao Chen, who gently supported him with a hand.

Otherwise, he would have definitely fallen to the ground.

His arms trembled.

The bones had reached their limit; if it weren’t for the strict training he’d undergone from Xiao Chen, his arms would have likely snapped.

"Not bad at all. To take a punch from me and still stand? You’ve got some skill!"

Tyrant Fist sneered.

The crowd on the other side burst into cheers.

"Fist Bro is mighty!

Fist Bro is domineering!"

They knew Tyrant Fist was formidable, yet had never seen him make a move.

But today, they witnessed it.

Guan Hu was formidable in his own right, easily capable of knocking down Niu Qi, which was telling.

But Tyrant Fist was even more terrifying.

"Get ready to settle in; today belongs to us, no, it belongs to Lord Long!"

Liu Zang exclaimed excitedly.

With Lord Long out of the picture, it naturally fell to them.

Everyone was exhilarated, feeling that victory was within their grasp.

And this was far too easy.

"Boss, I’ve let you down."

Guan Hu said, his head lowered, somewhat unwilling to accept defeat.

"Forget it, you’re no match for him. You’ll have to train twice as hard in the future."

Xiao Chen patted Guan Hu on the shoulder.

He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and tossed the butt into Guan Hu’s palm.

Then he walked towards Tyrant Fist.

"Big guy, you’ve got quite a punch. Dare to bet with me?"

Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"What’s the bet?"

Tyrant Fist asked coldly.

"We both throw a punch at the same time.

The one who falls back the most loses.

The loser has to give the winner three billion RMB. What do you say?"

Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"I’ll take your bet!"

A cold smile appeared in Tyrant Fist’s eyes.

He would never dare to bet, but with fists, even Ghost Blade wouldn’t dare to bet with him.

This kid, he simply doesn’t know what’s coming.

"Begin!"

As soon as Tyrant Fist gave the command, his fist thundered out.

"Damn, that’s despicable! Boss, be careful!"

Guan Hu became anxious upon seeing this.

How could Xiao Chen defend himself without any preparation when the other party suddenly attacked?

On Liu Zang’s side, everyone was overwhelmed with excitement.

Not only was Tyrant Fist strong, but he was also cunning. This was the mark of a true survivor in a dark world.

However, a look of disdain appeared on Xiao Chen’s face.

He glanced at his own fist, and just as Tyrant Fist’s punch was about to smash into his face, Xiao Chen’s fist flew out.

Like a swift and ferocious storm.

Boom!

Crack!

Poor Tyrant Fist, weighing over three hundred pounds, was directly blown away thirty meters, landing on top of Liu Zang.

Liu Zang nearly lost his life on the spot.