"Boy, I'll ask you one last time, did you kidnap Jiang Huan?"
The leader of the "Mad Blood Twelve," his eyes filled with murderous intent, stared directly at Chu Lingtian and asked.
Chu Lingtian didn't reply. He looked at the blood seeping from Liu Bingxue's crotch, his heart truly racing. The child in Liu Bingxue's womb was his, and he would not allow anyone to harm Liu Bingxue and their child.
"I'll say it one last time, all of you, get lost, or you will all die here."
Chu Lingtian held Liu Bingxue's hand, walked forward, and said coldly.
The Mad Blood Twelve were stunned. They never imagined anyone would dare to speak such words in front of them.
They were all death row inmates who had killed countless people. After being manipulated by the Jiang family of the capital with extraordinary influence and methods, they were all released and quickly formed the "Mad Blood Twelve," a group that struck fear into the hearts of big shots in both the underworld and the lawful world.
Since the formation of the Mad Blood Twelve, they had killed many people and encountered many powerful individuals. However, these renowned powerhouses all met their demise under the encirclement of the Mad Blood Twelve.
After all, each of the Mad Blood Twelve was a top-tier expert, skilled in martial arts and accurate with their firearms. What was most terrifying was their extreme cruelty; they were notorious for arson, murder, robbery, rape, and plunder, committing every imaginable evil.
Therefore, many strong individuals eventually met their deaths when facing the power of the Mad Blood Twelve.
"Kill him. As for the woman, leave her for us twelve to have our way with!"
The leader of the Mad Blood Twelve gave the order.
Shua!
A man standing to Chu Lingtian's side immediately threw a swift punch towards Chu Lingtian's temple.
If this punch landed, Chu Lingtian would have his brains blown out.
But what no one expected was that Chu Lingtian didn't even glance at the man who had launched the sudden attack.
Pa!
Just as the attacker's fist was less than two centimeters away from Chu Lingtian's temple, his wrist was caught by Chu Lingtian's right hand.
Crack!
The next second, a chilling sound of bone breaking was heard. The man who had attacked Chu Lingtian had his wrist bone forcefully snapped.
Bang!
Immediately after, Chu Lingtian kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying seven or eight meters away.
The remaining eleven members of the Mad Blood organization, as well as Liu Bingxue, were all stunned by Chu Lingtian's swift, precise, and ruthless actions.
Because the man who had attacked Chu Lingtian, after receiving just one kick, lay on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died.
This showed the terrifying power of Chu Lingtian's kick.
Kicking a member of the Mad Blood Twelve to death with a single blow. If this were to spread, Chu Lingtian would quickly become known to both the underworld and the lawful world, and many influential figures would investigate his background.
"So you're also a martial artist. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. But you've run into us, the Mad Blood Twelve, today, and you're as good as dead!"
The leader of the Mad Blood Twelve looked at Chu Lingtian with disdain and said.
Chu Lingtian said sternly, "I need to rush my wife to the hospital immediately and cannot afford to waste a single second. If you don't want to die here, get out of the way."
"We can't let you pass. Today, you will die here, and your wife will be had by us!"
The leader of the Mad Blood Twelve, along with the remaining ten men, blocked the path of Chu Lingtian and Liu Bingxue, their expressions cold and their aura overwhelmingly powerful as they replied.
Chu Lingtian's eyes turned icy. He tightened his grip on Liu Bingxue's hand and stepped forward. At this moment, he had decided in his heart to unleash a massacre!