My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 148: Without Being Beaten_1

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Without Being Beaten_1

"Ah—! You’ve destroyed my hand!"

Tyrant Fist screamed in agony, his right hand bones shattered, unable to throw another punch.

"Your hands have committed too many evils, deserving to be crippled,"

Xiao Chen had already approached Tyrant Fist, sitting directly atop him, and with one foot, he crippled Tyrant Fist’s other arm as well.

Then, he lit another cigarette and blew a smoke ring, "Guan Hu, don’t beat them to death.

Just cripple their limbs!"

"Yes!"

With Xiao Chen’s order,

Guan Hu led Tiangang and Dishasha like a horde of demons charging at those seven hundred plus people.

Despite their numbers, seeing Tyrant Fist easily taken down by Xiao Chen,

completely demoralized them.

Demons unleashed, deities descended.

Perhaps that was the best description for Tiangang and Dishasha.

Although many of them were in their first real combat,

they found their opponents appeared so slow, as if in slow motion.

Whereas they themselves were so quick.

When their opponents swung their fists, theirs had already landed on their faces.

Crack and pop, with just one wave of attack, a hundred men were downed.

Guan Hu was the fiercest, just like a fierce tiger.

Though his arms were temporarily out of action due to the severe pain,

his legs remained incredibly nimble.

With each kick, no one could approach him.

Liu Zang struggled to his feet, only to see this scene and his entire being was stricken with fear.

These people were terrifying.

They were like demons that had emerged from hell.

Each one more ferocious than the last, each one fearlessly vicious.

Not only were their movements incredibly fast.

But their strength was immense.

On their side, only a few individuals could stand firm, while the rest fell at the slightest touch.

Bang!

Wang Qiang’s iron rod brutally smashed against Guan Hu’s leg.

He had thought that blow could break Guan Hu’s leg.

But to his surprise, Guan Hu just sneered, "Compared to Tyrant Fist’s punches, your stick is mere tickle to me.

Others couldn’t understand how they could take such hits.

But only they knew how mad their training had been."

"Run! Run!"

Some began to feel fear. Obviously outnumbering their opponents, yet unable to gain any advantage in the fight.

They knew they couldn’t win this battle.

Other than fleeing, they couldn’t think of any other way out.

But the escape routes had been blocked.

How could they flee?

It was like shutting the door to beat a dog; other than getting beaten or fighting back, they had no choice.

"Ah! My arm!"

"My leg is broken!"

"Mom, I want to go home!"

"Linhai is so terrifying!"

The intermittent screams became the most beautiful scenery on this dead-end road.

Wang Qiang’s iron rod was kicked and broken by Guan Hu, and not just that, Wang Qiang himself was kicked to the ground.

The leg that had just healed recently was broken again.

He howled in pain.

Liu Zang cowered, hiding in a car.

He then started the car,

eyes filled with a mad expression.

He actually attempted to drive the car, plowing into Tiangang and Dishasha.

However, before he could gain speed,

several people jumped onto the car and smashed the glass with a single punch.

Amidst the chaos, Liu Zang crashed into a ditch by the roadside.

The car flipped, and Liu Zang, covered in blood, was already unconscious.

Xiao Chen’s cigarette was half-smoked as he slowly stood up and said, "Guan Hu, my cigarette is almost finished."

Hearing this, Guan Hu frowned.

"Dammit, has no one eaten? Speed it up!"

Guan Hu’s arms were gradually recovering.

And he became even more aggressive.

The others were howling wildly, reveling in the slaughter.

Most people had already been injured.

But they didn’t care at all.

They were still fighting fiercely.

When Xiao Chen extinguished his cigarette butt again, the battle had already ended.

More than seven hundred people, no, it should be said more than a thousand people.

Including those who were injured in the car accident before, all lay on the ground.

Crying out in agony.

"Drag that Liu Zang out here and wake him up!"

Xiao Chen glanced at Liu Zang and commanded.

At his order, naturally, someone quickly went to do so.

Liu Zang was awakened by a splash of urine, trembling all over as he looked at the scene before him.

The rest of the Bosses also had their legs and arms crippled, lying on the ground wailing continuously.

They looked at the hundred or so people in front of them with terror.

It was as if they were looking at over a hundred demons.

"Dammit, we should have never come to this place!"

"How could Linhai be so terrifying! Are these really human beings?"

"Damn that Bai Qing, knowing full well that Chen Biao had fallen, why didn’t he tell us!"

But at this time, whether it was complaints or regrets, it was all meaningless.

They had been defeated.

And their defeat was disastrous.

On the other hand, although most of the opponents were covered in bloodstains and scars.

Not one of them was crying out in pain; instead, they exhibited an unprecedented exuberance.

Just like sharks that had smelled blood!

Xiao Chen stood directly on top of Tyrant Fist.

Trampling the intimidating Vajra under his feet.

Then looking down on everyone from a height, he said, "So gentlemen, how does the ’fatty meat’ of Linhai taste to you?"

Among this group of people, aside from Tyrant Fist, no one else was qualified to make him take action.

He guessed that in the future, he would rarely need to act himself.

Because Tiangang and Earth Fiend would only grow stronger.

Fatty meat?

To hell with fatty meat!

The Bosses cursed inwardly.

If they had known it would turn out like this, they would have never come, not even if they were beaten to death.

They thought they were approaching a piece of fatty meat, but upon arrival, they found a pack of fierce tigers guarding it.

They didn’t get the fatty meat, and now their very lives were likely in jeopardy.

"Kid, you’re pretty good, but you’re also somewhat overestimating yourself!

By doing this, you’re provoking Lord Long, provoking the underworld forces of the provincial city!!"

Tyrant Fist spoke coldly.

He would not forget today’s humiliation.

Although he had lost, he had to find a way to regain his status.

"Heh, whether it’s provocation or not, it doesn’t matter now, you remember the bet we made before, right?

Three hundred million! Not a cent less!

Guan Hu, give these Bosses the account number!"

Xiao Chen said with a cold sneer, "The Lin Family, at least one hundred million, the remaining nine, fifty million each!

Once the money is in my hands, I will naturally release you!

Otherwise, just wait to join that idiot Chen Biao!"

"What did you do to Chen Biao?"

Niu Qi asked in terror.

"Nothing much, just that the fish in the sea were hungry, so we sent them to play!"

Guan Hu said with a cold sneer.

Niu Qi shivered, "I’ll transfer the money, right now!"

Even though for him, fifty million was nearly enough to ruin him financially.

But he had no choice but to do so.

If you keep your life, you have money to spend.

If you lose your life, who gets the money?

Are you going to leave it for your woman to splurge on some young lover?

Niu Qi acted quickly, and in less than a minute, he had transferred the money successfully.

"Let Boss Niu leave!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand and said.

The driver in the car hadn’t gotten out, and Guan Hu and his men hadn’t laid a hand on them, so there was no problem for Niu Qi to leave.

Watching Niu Qi’s motorcade leave in disarray.

The rest of the Bosses got anxious.

One after another, they transferred their payments.