The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 318 - 317: Slaughter

Chapter 318: Chapter 317: Slaughter

Everyone looked at Ye Feng, completely petrified, and no one dared to meet his gaze.

Ye Feng’s icy eyes swept around, causing everyone to hold their breath. The terrifying killing intent spread throughout the entire cell, everyone could feel the temperature dropping rapidly around them, as if they had suddenly entered an ice cellar.

They hadn’t expected that the boss of their cell would be so easily pierced through the chest by Ye Feng.

Blood continuously flowed out, and Long Qi looked at Ye Feng in shock, his eyes widened, "You... You are... Grand..."

However, before Long Qi could finish his sentence, he had already stopped breathing.

Up until the second Long Qi died, he couldn’t understand why Ye Feng, who clearly could have killed him with a single strike and was obviously a Grandmaster, had endured such great humiliation and allowed himself to be tormented for so long before he acted.

Ye Feng, treating it as though he were discarding trash, tossed Long Qi’s body out.

Everyone stared dumbly at Ye Feng, well aware of how powerful Long Qi had been.

But now, he had been killed by a punch from Ye Feng.

At that moment, two of Long Qi’s subordinates reacted, shouting angrily, "Bastard, how dare you kill our boss..."

"Splat—" However, before they could finish speaking, Ye Feng’s True Essence transformed into a sharp blade, sealing their throats with one stroke, and a pale white Sword Qi flashed through the dark cell.

Blood splattered, and two heads were thrown high into the air, eventually rolling on the ground, as both men died.

"I said it before, all of you will die..." Ye Feng’s tone was eerily calm, as if he was simply talking about something extremely easy and ordinary, nothing worth boasting about for him.

"Swish—" Immediately after Ye Feng spoke, he raised his arm, and a blast of True Essence in the form of Sword Qi erupted.

The Sword Qi moved with extreme speed, too fast for anyone to see clearly, let alone react to.

"Plop, plop, plop—" In an instant, several Blood Lotuses bloomed continuously within the cell.

The cell was filled with a thick scent of blood, and in less than a breath’s time, over a dozen death-row inmates were cut in half by Ye Feng’s sword, falling to the ground, dead...

"Kill him, if we don’t kill him, we’ll all die!" At this time, some prisoners reacted,

"Splat—" However, as soon as his words were out, the Sword Qi had already swept past his neck, severing his head from his body, and he died completely.

"True Essence! True Essence emission! He, he is a Grandmaster!" Finally, someone recognized it and shouted in shock.

"Grandmaster!" Upon hearing this, everyone was extremely terrified, their pupils dilated and their eyes filled with despair.

They were well aware of what being a Grandmaster meant; a Grandmaster was someone who could easily kill hundreds of people, and a Grandmaster capable of True Essence emission was even among the strongest in their ranks.

Everyone had not expected Ye Feng, so young, to already be a Grandmaster-level powerhouse.

Ye Feng turned into a streak of afterimage, and wherever he went, Sword Qi burst forth, and the terrifying killing intent transformed into a surging sea of blood, drowning everyone.

At this moment, Ye Feng had become the ultimate Killing God, and the sound of flesh being cut resonated throughout the cell.

"Screams—" Screams echoed continually as Sword Qi passed through, blood spraying and limbs flying.

Ye Feng’s anger was not something these death-row inmates could diminish, and in less than a minute, only about a dozen people remained in the cell; all others had been killed by Ye Feng.

The remaining dozen people looked at Ye Feng in terror, their eyes filled with despair as their voices trembled, "Devil, you are a devil, you’re not human!"

"Splat, splat, splat—" However, Ye Feng would not give them a chance to live.

Ye Feng moved, turning into a ghostly shadow, and directly cleaved their bodies apart, and soon, the last dozen people were all slain by Ye Feng, all lying on the ground.

Ye Feng then sat on the pile of corpses, his eyes showing a cold light, quietly waiting; he was waiting for the arrival of Zhou Jian and Zhou Qian, the siblings.

Ye Feng felt no guilt in his heart, these people, all guilty of heinous crimes.

On average, each person had taken the lives of at least three innocent people, and all of them had already been sentenced to death, not living much longer.

Thus, killing them weighed nothing on Ye Feng’s conscience, as if he was doing something very simple and ordinary.

Ye Feng quietly sat inside the cell.

Time passed, and soon it was 6:30 a.m.

In Zhou Jian’s office, Zhou Qian rushed in excitedly, "Brother, brother, let’s go see if that bastard Ye Feng died!"

Zhou Jian yawned, stretched lazily, and said with ease, "Don’t worry, even if Ye Feng isn’t dead yet, he’s probably close to it. Long Qi and his men have much fiercer means of torturing people than we do!"

Hearing Zhou Jian’s words, Zhou Qian showed an eager expression, "Then what are we waiting for, let’s go check it out!"

"Alright, let’s go!" Zhou Jian nodded, then led his men towards the cell.

In a short while, Zhou Jian and Zhou Qian arrived at the entrance to the cell.

As they stepped into the cell, they immediately furrowed their brows, a strong, pungent smell of blood permeating the entire space.

Zhou Qian immediately said, "What’s this smell? It wasn’t this bad last night!"

Zhou Jian smirked coldly, "It must be Long Qi and his men using some special method to bleed that bastard Ye Feng!"

"Oh?" Upon hearing Zhou Jian’s explanation, Zhou Qian became even more eager, quickly pulling on Zhou Jian’s sleeve, "Come on, brother, let’s hurry and see if that bastard Ye Feng is dead!"

Zhou Jian smiled slightly, "Don’t be so impatient, rest assured, I talked to Long Qi yesterday. When Long Qi gets angry, even I have to step aside, so Ye Feng, even if not dead, is half-dead by now!"