The Wealthy Son-in-law Is Back

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chen furrowed his brows into a frown. If he did not have anything to do, he would try to please him. He was either a traitor or a thief.    

However, it was not possible to not go. Although there were many enemies in the group, if he really offended everyone, he would not be able to take a single step forward.    

"Don't go out!"    

Mr. Zhao, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth, his eyes shooting out a terrifying cold light.    

"What... what's wrong?"    

"There are more than one people outside!"    

Lin Chen was shocked. He quickly stepped back from the door and said with a vigilant face, "You are saying that they are here to kill me?"    

"Yes!"    

Mr. Zhao nodded. He was still reluctant to say anything. Although there were strong enemies attacking him, his eyes were unusually calm.    

"Then... what should we do? Should we call the police?"    

Lin Chen thought that he had already mentally prepared himself, but when the danger arrived, he could not help but panic.    

Trembling, he took out his phone and was ready to call the police. Mr. Zhao said, "When the police come, your body will be cold."    

"Then we..."    

The police officer looked at ___ and said, "Stop arguing!"    

Mr. Zhao said impatiently, and then pulled out the sword that had not been unsheathed.    

Lin Chen could not describe what kind of sword it was.    

He only knew that the moment the sword was unsheathed, his scalp went numb, and goosebumps all over his body stood up.    

The sword was sharp, and the cold light was piercingly cold. This was a peerless fierce sword!    

He closed his eyes and held the sword in his hand, as if he was sensing something.    

The surrounding atmosphere was extremely oppressive. Lin Chen didn't even dare to breathe loudly.    

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."    

At this moment, his phone rang again.    

At this moment, Mr. Zhao suddenly opened his eyes. Both of his eyes shone brightly. He held the sword in his right hand and slashed at the air.    

A sword energy that was several meters long slashed out.    

The sword energy collided with the hard concrete wall. It was like a hot knife cutting butter. It instantly sank into the wall.    

With a 'second' sound, the sword energy pierced through the wall.    

Even though the soundproofing of the house was very good, the sound of pain outside the door still came in.    

"Slash, slash, slash!"    

Mr. Zhao slashed out four sword qi in a row. One of them directly cut the anti-theft door in half from the middle.    

Putting away his sword, Mr. Zhao let out a long breath. His forehead was covered in sweat.    

Obviously, slashing out sword energies was also a huge burden to him.    

Lin Chen was dumbfounded. His whole body froze on the spot, and his eyes were filled with shock.    

This... This can't be true, can it?    

He felt as if his world had collapsed. Was the sword qi that Mr. Zhao slashed out just now?    

He moved closer to the wall as if he had gone crazy. He reached out his trembling hand to touch the wall.    

It was true. The wall had really been cut open.    

The anti-theft door had also been cut in half.    

He was so excited that his whole body trembled. He walked quickly to Mr. Zhao and stared at him with burning eyes. "Mr. Zhao... You... You... I.... "    

He was so nervous that he couldn't say anything.    

At first, Lin Chen thought that this Mr. Zhao was a fake, but now, he realized that this was a true expert.    

Mr. Zhao glanced at him and walked over to open the door. The moment he opened the door, a nauseating smell of blood rushed towards him.    

Mr. Zhao was wearing a mask, so no expression could be seen on his face. However, Lin Chen felt like his stomach was in a mess, and he felt nauseous.    

"What's this smell?"    

Lin Chen stuck his head out and was scared silly by the scene in front of him.    

There were four corpses lying on the ground outside the door. Each of them had their throats slit by the sword Qi, and blood was flowing all over the floor.    

One of them was a familiar face. It was Dugu Huai, who had just called him. The screen of his mobile phone was still on, which made it look like he had died with everlasting regret. It looked very ferocious.    

"Urgh!"    

He couldn't hold it any longer, so he bent down and started vomiting.    

Mr. Zhao frowned. Suddenly, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air was heard. The sound was very similar, almost inaudible.    

But he still heard it.    

"Be careful!"    

He grabbed Lin Chen by the collar and pulled him in. Lin Chen fell to the ground.    

"Ouch!"    

He sat straight on the ground, his butt broken into eight pieces.    

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he saw a scene that made him shiver in fear.    

He saw a sharp blade hanging at the entrance where he had bent over and vomited. If Mr. Zhao hadn't pulled him away, the blade would have pierced his head long ago.    

"Argh..."    

Lin Chen was so scared that he rolled and crawled. He was just an ordinary person. What happened tonight had long exceeded his imagination.    

His mind was faintly exploding.    

Mr. Zhao used the scabbard to block the dagger. "What's wrong with being a bad person? Must be a mouse!"    

The black-robed man did not say anything. If his attack did not hit him, he would retreat.    

When his shadow was exposed to the sunlight, he would have nowhere to hide.    

Mr. Zhao saw through his intentions and said in a deep voice, "It's not that simple to escape!"    

His left hand formed a claw and grabbed over.    

"With a tearing sound, the black-robed man tore off the corner of his clothes. He was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared from his sight.    

"Can you escape?"    

Mr. Zhao took a big step forward and followed after him.    

Except for Lin Chen, no one lived on this floor. The rest of the doors were shut tight. The fire escape passage was also tightly shut. The elevator did not move at all.    

In the dim corridor, the smell of blood had already spread out.    

His footsteps were very slow. He knew that in a dark corner, there was a mouse hiding. It was searching for a suitable place to kill in one hit.    

Suddenly, he sold an obstacle and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, which was also at this moment.    

Whoosh!    

The sound of a weapon breaking through the air could be heard.    

Mr. Zhao couldn't help but sneer. A mouse was a mouse. Even though he knew that he was deliberately buying to break the barrier, he still couldn't help but make a move, because if he didn't take advantage of this opportunity, he would never have another chance.    

"Die!"    

Mr. Zhao suddenly turned around. A palm-sized sword suddenly appeared in his left hand, and a gentle white light was instantly slashed out.    

With a "pfft" sound, the white light instantly penetrated through his body.    

With a pfft sound, the dagger fell to the ground. The black-robed man's eyes were wide open, and the fear in his eyes had yet to dissipate before he collapsed to the ground.    

Mr. Zhao flipped his hand and the small sword disappeared. He picked up the long sword on the ground and left without looking back.    

No one knew that he still had a heartbroken small sword!    

He walked into the house and said to the pale Lin Chen, "Call them and let them wash the ground."    

As soon as he said that, Lin Chen reacted. He hurriedly took out his phone and dialed a number that he had never made before. "Hello... I'm Lin Chen. I need to wash the floor..."    

Less than ten minutes after the call ended, there were rustling sounds coming from outside. Lin Chen did not dare to go out. A few minutes later, the sound outside disappeared, and the anxiety in his heart faded.    

Mr. Zhao had been calmly wiping the sword in his hand from beginning to end.    

Lin Chen felt that only by sitting next to him could he feel a sense of security. He touched his nose and said shyly, "Um, Mr. Zhao, can I..."    

"No!"    

Mr. Zhao said coldly, "Don't worry. I will sleep in the living room tonight. You just need to sleep."    

Lin Chen could not help but feel relieved when he heard that. Then everything would be fine.    

After thinking for a while, Lin Chen stood up and said to him solemnly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for saving me!"    

Mr. Zhao said faintly, "You don't need to thank me. I am also following orders."    

Lin Chen nodded. In his heart, he admired Xiao Tian to the extreme.    

Such an expert could actually be used. There was no need to worry about major issues.    

"If that's the case, then I won't be hypocritical anymore."    

Lin Chen laughed heartily, but his voice was a little weak. After saying a few more words, he returned to his room to rest.    

After returning to his room, his mood could not calm down for a long time.    

After lying dormant for a month, the other party had already handed over the knife. If he did not resist, he would be neck drawn and killed.    

After witnessing Mr. Zhao's extraordinary strength, Lin Chen also had the confidence to seize power. If he didn't succeed, he would die.    

...    

The next morning, Lin Chen woke up. Mr. Zhao was practicing sword skills with his bare upper body, and he still wore a mask on his face.    

With just a glance, he was shocked by the messy wounds on his body.    

"Morning... Good morning, Mr. Zhao!"    

Lin Chen greeted him with a dry smile.    

"Yes!"    

Mr. Zhao nodded and sheathed his sword. He put on his clothes and said, "The opportunity has come!"    

"What opportunity has come?"    

Lin Chen did not understand.    

Mr. Zhao said, "The old man from Dugu family returned to heaven last night..."    

"What?"    

Lin Chen was shocked. He quickly took out his phone and looked at the news. Sure enough, the front page of today's news was the news of the old man's death.    

"Go, let's go to the company now!"    

Lin Chen was not stupid. Once old man Dugu died, the Tianhong Group would definitely be in chaos.    

If he didn't seize the opportunity to attack now, when would he?    

After saying that, he grabbed his clothes and quickly walked out.    

He was so anxious that he didn't notice that the corpses and bloodstains in the tunnel had disappeared without a trace. There wasn't even any smell. It was as if nothing had happened.    

He rushed to the company. As expected, all the company members had arrived long ago.    

Everyone was wearing black and white clothes, and they were all grieving.