Song Anguo was immensely pleased, looking as if victory was within his grasp.
To coerce Chen Xiao, he had set up triple layers of security.
No matter how strong Chen Xiao was, he was still human. Song Anguo did not believe Chen Xiao wouldn't be afraid under these three layers of security.
Of course, if it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't kill anyone. After all, Song Anran's influence within the family had grown significantly due to the new transaminase project. If her friend were to be killed rashly, she might lose her mind and do something unpredictable.
Fortunately, Song Anguo's sole objective today was to drive Chen Xiao away from Song Anran. Whether he lived or died was of little consequence.
"Chen Xiao, I admit you are a good man, even an excellent one. However, the person who can be my brother-in-law must be one in a million. And you, clearly, do not possess that qualification!"
Song Anguo said arrogantly, "Therefore, I hope you will recognize reality and stop meeting Song Anran from now on..."
After a brief pause, Song Anguo added, "Even if she wants to see you, I will not allow it!"
Chen Xiao sneered, "Are you threatening me? Song Anguo, I've given you enough face out of respect for you being Song Anran's brother. If you remain so stubborn, don't blame me for turning hostile!"
"You're turning hostile?"
For a moment, Song Anguo doubted his ears. "What right do you have to talk about turning hostile with me? Kid, are you threatening me? You should know very well that with just one command from me, you won't see tomorrow's sun!"
"You can try!"
Chen Xiao said dismissively, completely unfazed by Song Anguo's threat.
"You insolent brat, you're forcing my hand!"
Song Anguo gave an order, "Kill him!"
Following his command, the group of black-suited men armed with weapons immediately shouted and charged at Chen Xiao.
A cold smile spread across Chen Xiao's lips. He charged into the crowd bare-handed and, in a flash, sent the hundreds of suited thugs howling in pain!
The ten Qi Realm martial artists exchanged glances, then nodded and attacked Chen Xiao in unison.
Instantly, waves of energy surged as the ten Qi Realm martial artists unleashed their killing moves towards Chen Xiao.
The cold smile on Chen Xiao's lips deepened, "Song Anguo, since you claim to have investigated me, why then would you send such insignificant pests to humiliate me?"
Upon hearing Chen Xiao call them insignificant pests, the ten Qi Realm martial artists were instantly enraged, pushing their internal energy to the extreme as they attacked Chen Xiao.
Although Qi Realm martial artists were not as esteemed as Hua Realm martial artists, in ordinary life, they were still figures of great respect for common people.
Now, to be spoken of as if they were worthless by Chen Xiao, their fury was understandable.
However, they soon realized they were wrong, and terribly so.
They considered themselves superior, the elite of the elite, incomparable to the group of suited thugs.
Yet, before Chen Xiao, they were no different from those suited thugs.
The disparity in strength between them and Chen Xiao was so vast that their slight advantage over the suited thugs was negligible.
With a single punch, Chen Xiao sent a Qi Realm martial artist spitting blood and flying backward, unable to get up again.
With a kick, another Qi Realm martial artist was sent flying, knocking down a swath of suited thugs.
In just a few moves, the ten Qi Realm martial artists were routed and in disarray...
Seeing this, Song Anguo was stunned, his shock immeasurable.
He was merely a second-generation heir living off his ancestors' fortune. Although he had practiced some superficial martial arts, he had never ventured into the martial world and was unaware of the vast difference between Qi Realm and Hua Realm martial artists.
He had assumed that even though Chen Xiao could defeat Hua Realm martial artists, he would be overwhelmed when facing ten Qi Realm martial artists and hundreds of suited thugs.
However, reality soon taught him a lesson, making him understand that the difference in strength between people could be so immense!
But he hadn't given up yet; he still had his last resort!
That was the four top gunmen he had hired from the border. These individuals were all war machines retired from special forces, killing as easily as drinking water.
No matter how skilled Chen Xiao was in martial arts, could he be more skilled than bullets?
Song Anguo waved his hand and shouted into the distance, "Shoot! Shoot him dead!"
At this point, Song Anguo was committed. If he didn't kill Chen Xiao, he would lose face spectacularly...
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
"Bang—"
A series of gunshots rang out, startling the waterbirds by the river into taking flight.
Chen Xiao's figure, however, became as elusive and mysterious as a ghost, the bullets grazing his body, all missing their mark.
The top snipers, renowned for their accuracy, missed repeatedly. They couldn't even track Chen Xiao's movements.
"Shit!"
A sniper with blond hair cursed and began to aim again.
However, in his scope, a black dot suddenly appeared. The dot grew larger and faster. Before he could clearly see what it was, he felt a 'bang,' his body listing, and he fell from the height.
A small stone, the size of a fingernail, had pierced his head, creating a hole between his forehead and the back of his skull.
Chen Xiao followed suit, four small stones easily claiming the lives of the four snipers.
"Is this still human? Can a person be this strong?"
Song Anguo swallowed, his eyes filled with shock and a hint of regret.
He had heard that some martial artists, upon reaching a certain level of power, could move so fast they could dodge bullets and use leaves and flowers as weapons...
But he had never imagined Chen Xiao would be such a master.
Sniper rifles were certainly lethal, but if they couldn't hit Chen Xiao, they were useless.
By the time the fourth sniper fell to the ground, all of Song Anguo's men were annihilated.
Dead or wounded, but without exception, none could stand up again.
Even if they could stand, they wouldn't dare. The way Chen Xiao killed the snipers had terrified them.
A sudden silence fell upon the riverbank. The only people still standing, besides Chen Xiao, was Song Anguo.
Song Anguo's expression was complex, his gaze flickering, his mind seemingly engaged in a fierce struggle.
Chen Xiao walked towards him slowly, his face expressionless. Yet, with every step Chen Xiao took, Song Anguo felt he was one step closer to death.
And Song Anguo's struggle was precisely about whether he should continue to stand...
*Thump—*
The desire for survival ultimately overcame his pride. Song Anguo knelt before Chen Xiao.