Chapter 6815
The Wrath of the God of Slaughter
Yes, yes, yes, yes!!!
Mr. Xiao, please calm down!
I'm leaving now!
"Get out of here!" Ma Zhenxiong was so frightened by the cold killing intent that he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.
His eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
He scrambled backward, using both hands and feet, his movements clumsy and awkward, as if a second's delay would mean certain death and a gruesome end.
His mouth kept muttering, his voice hoarse and trembling, completely lacking the prestige and grandeur he once had as a wealthy man in the ancient city.
He scrambled to his feet and beckoned to the few bodyguards who were still able to move, his voice trembling with extreme fear: "Quick!"
Quickly help the young lady up!
go!
If we don't leave now, we're all going to die here!
His eyes were filled with pleading and urgency, as if the bodyguards were his last lifeline.
The bodyguards were also taken aback by the sudden atmosphere of terror. They only snapped out of their daze when they heard Ma Zhenxiong's shout.
They rushed towards Ma Mengmeng and Wang Sha in a panic, hurriedly helping Ma Mengmeng up from the ground.
Ma Mengmeng was still in a daze, her eyes were blank, and she seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock she had just experienced.
Her face was still streaked with tears, and her hair was disheveled and scattered over her shoulders; she looked utterly wretched.
Wang Sha was so frightened that she was completely stunned. Her eyes were glazed over, her mouth was slightly open, as if she had lost all ability to think, and she could only let the bodyguards hold her up.
Just as Ma Zhenxiong was scrambling to drag the bewildered Ma Mengmeng away, and the bodyguard was supporting the terrified Wang Sha, preparing to flee this hellish scene that would be unforgettable for them, the air in the barbecue restaurant seemed to freeze.
All eyes were on them, filled with fear, relief, and curiosity.
As Ma Zhenxiong shifted his body, he kept turning back to look at Xiao Chen, afraid that he might suddenly change his mind.
His heart was filled with regret and fear, and he secretly vowed never to provoke this terrible man again.
Xiao Chen stood quietly in place, watching their departing figures with indifferent eyes, as if it were all within his expectations.
Xiao Chen's voice, which sounded like a death warrant, rang out again. The voice was not high-pitched or sharp, but it seemed to carry an invisible magic, clearly penetrating the chaotic and noisy environment and drilling straight into everyone's ears, causing everyone present to involuntarily tighten their hearts.
"Wait a minute."
These two words struck Ma Zhenxiong like a cold bolt of lightning.
He froze, as if he had been frozen in place, his blood seemingly about to congeal.
His body trembled slightly uncontrollably, each tremor revealing his extreme fear.
He turned around stiffly, little by little, his movements as slow as a rusty machine, each turn requiring tremendous effort.
He forced a smile, but it was a hundred times more hideous than a grimace. His distorted features were filled with panic and helplessness, and his eyes were brimming with the deepest fear, as if he saw the most terrifying demon in the world standing before him. Xiao Chen didn't look at him; his gaze seemed to pierce through the wall before him, looking into the unknown distance.
His eyes were deep and cold, as if they held an endless abyss.
His voice carried a hint of playful coldness, unhurried yet clearly reaching everyone's ears: "I have a bad memory, but a worse temper."
Just now... it seemed like someone pointed at my nose and said they wanted to "get a good kick out of me"?
"Hmm?" His voice trailed off slightly, like a sharp blade slicing through the air, carrying a chilling sense of oppression that made everyone present feel as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.
Ma Zhenxiong's body trembled violently, as if he had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.
His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground, only managing to stay upright thanks to a strong will to survive.
He instantly understood the undisguised threat and unquestionable command in Xiao Chen's words!
This isn't an inquiry; it's clearly an ultimatum.
This means he has to... carry out the punishment for his daughter himself!
And it has to be in public!
To quell the wrath of this scoundrel!
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant: fear, despair, anger, helplessness... all sorts of emotions intertwined, almost causing him to collapse.
He suddenly looked at his daughter, Ma Mengmeng, who was being half-supported by the bodyguard. He saw that half of her face was swollen, her originally exquisite makeup was ruined, her hair was scattered messily on her face, and her eyes still held humiliation and a hint of disbelief.
She seemed to still be in shock from what had just happened, and didn't understand why things had come to this.
Ma Zhenxiong glanced at Wang Sha beside him and saw that she was trembling like a leaf, her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were trembling incessantly, but she could not say a word. She was obviously so frightened that she lost the ability to think.
A wave of immense sorrow and despair washed over Ma Zhenxiong. He felt like a wild beast trapped in a snare, unable to escape the cruel tricks of fate no matter how hard it struggled.
He thought of all the hard work he had put in over the years to achieve his current status and wealth, but now it was all about to be destroyed because of his daughter's willful and reckless behavior.
He recalled every little detail about his daughter from childhood to adulthood. Although she was somewhat spoiled and willful, she was still his beloved daughter. To punish her with his own hands was more painful than killing him.
However, this sense of desolation and despair was quickly overwhelmed by an even stronger fear.
He knew that if he couldn't satisfy Xiao Chen today, his family would be truly finished!
Liu Jianming's ban is just the beginning. This unfathomable Mr. Xiao definitely has even more terrifying methods up his sleeve!
He could almost see his family destroyed, his people wiped out, and his utterly destitute end.
At this critical juncture of life and death, he had no choice but to do as Xiao Chen asked, even if it would make him a sinner for all time, even if it would make him live in pain and self-blame for the rest of his life.
He clenched his back teeth so tightly they felt like they were digging into his flesh, and with each bit of force he used, the excruciating pain from the inside of his mouth intensified.
A strong, metallic taste of blood gradually filled his mouth, irrefutable proof that he had bitten through the lining of his mouth, but he showed no intention of letting go.
His eyes were bloodshot, and a hint of pain and struggle flashed in his gaze—the instinctive love and reluctance of a father for his daughter.
Images of his daughter from childhood to adulthood kept flashing through his mind, those heartwarming scenes playing out like a movie. But the thought of Xiao Chen's cold and authoritative gaze, and the potential annihilation he might face if he didn't comply, plunged his heart into an ice cave. (End of Chapter)