This voice gave Third Young Master Chen an ominous premonition.

He remembered that when he first started out, he seemed to have heard this voice at the scene of a violent crime.

He prayed in his heart, hoping it was not that person.

A man, lean and over six feet tall, with a pale face as white as paper and lips devoid of any color, exuded an extreme sickness. His black leather shoes creaked on the wooden stairs as he stepped down.

The creaking sound was rhythmic, bewitching, like the prelude to a timeless music piece, akin to the beginning of a storm about to transform into a tornado.

The man's gaze was calm, not looking at his feet, as if the path before him was clear and nothing could block his way.

However, the fat man who had just been kicked away by Lin Hai had his hand stepped on right then.

"Ah"

In a daze, the fat man let out a piercing scream.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The man frowned, seemingly displeased with something beneath his feet, and stomped hard a few more times with the very stiff heel of his shoe.

Suddenly, the scream became unbearably shrill.

The fat man, who had previously been unconscious with his insides churning, suddenly opened his eyes.

A surge of anger spontaneously arose; damn it, this bamboo-stick-like guy actually stepped on his hand, and what's worse, he didn't even bother to look down, as if his hand was trash!

The fat man opened his mouth, wanting to curse the skinny man with the vilest language.

Because he thought, being so skinny, he must be weak in combat, and even in a one-on-one fight, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

But before he could speak, two bodyguards next to Third Young Master Chen had already charged up.

Because the man was moving towards Third Young Master Chen.

"Stop!"

"Take one more step and you're dead."

Seeing the man still did not stop, the two bodyguards, enraged, charged forward with their knives, ruthlessly slashing towards his head.

With the robust arms and the force of the slicing wind, anyone would think if the skinny man got hit, he'd be split in two.

Xiaocang was so scared she almost screamed, they were going to kill someone!

The skinny man looked frail, his eyelids slowly lifting, seemingly unaware that he was about to be split in half.

"Hmm? Looking to die?"

He suddenly spoke, and as the knife was about to hit his head, he swiftly acted.

"Poof", "poof"

A white Bone Blade appeared in his palm.

A flash of white light, blindingly bright.

The two bodyguards' bodies still moved forward due to momentum, but their knives were sent flying, harshly sticking into the ground.

Clatter, clatter—

A spray of blood burst in the air.

The two bodyguards were terrified; what exactly had this eerie man done?

Suddenly, an uncontrollable intense pain surged through their arms, and the bodyguards looked at the source of the pain, utterly horrified, as fear spread throughout their bodies.

Their arms had been cleanly severed at the base!

Such terrifying speed and strength.

The two bodyguards screamed in horror.

The man decisively acted again.

Slap, slap, slap—

A fierce slap swirled through the air.

The bodyguards were sent flying by the force, crashing into the wall and spitting blood profusely, their faces instantly turning pale as paper.

In that instant, everyone was stunned, staring at the scene in disbelief.

Such a terrifying person, seemingly frail but possessing explosive strength completely incongruent with his physique.

Just the speed of his strikes was enough to shock all of Third Young Master Chen's subordinates present.

Besides that, this person strikes with ruthless and decisive decisiveness, fast, accurate, and merciless, without any hesitation, and the murderous aura emanating from him is enough to chill one's heart and gallbladder.

The fatty originally wanted to curse.

He only felt a spray of blood on his face and suddenly felt very ill.

He tightly clutched his neck, trying his best not to make any sound, but unexpectedly, perhaps because he was straining too hard, a plant called "chrysanthemum" below made a slight "pfft" sound.

The man took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped the blood stains on the Bone Blade, then slowly turned his head and looked at the fatty.

"Gulp," the fatty's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his pupils constricted to the size of a needle's tip, his little heart was about to give out, fear, great fear!

"What are you trying to say?"

The fatty grabbed his own neck with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other, like a panicked little rabbit, frantically shaking his head.

Third Young Master Chen's face turned extremely ugly as he looked at the man, feeling icy cold in his limbs.

It really was him, how could it be him!

How on earth did Lin Hai know him!

"Heh, are you here?"

"Yes."

Bai Gu nodded at Lin Hai.

"Damn, they really do know each other!"

Third Young Master Chen felt extremely agitated in his heart, even slightly panicked.

Bai Gu slowly stood aside, making way, and turned to speak to the downstairs, "Miss Su, you can come up now, I think there are no blind men in the way now."

Under everyone's gaze, a beautiful figure walked upstairs, still holding a knife in her hand.

Those crystal-clear jade hands, enough to make countless men drool, should have been tender and noble, but now gripping a knife, they exhibited a somewhat out-of-place yet uniquely attractive beauty.

"Su Wanjing!"

Seeing the breathtakingly beautiful woman in front of him, Third Young Master Chen's face showed an uncontrollable hatred.

The people from the Su Family!

"Wanjing, why are you here too?" Lin Hai frowned.

This wasn't the kind of situation he wanted Su Wanjing to be involved in.

As a man, he shouldn't need his woman to come out and support him.

Yu Tianlin embarrassingly bowed his head, worried that Lin would blame him.

"I came on my own, it has nothing to do with them."

"I want to see, who in Huadu dares to touch you."

Saying this, Su Wanjing's gaze met Third Young Master Chen's.

Even as a woman, she didn't evade confrontation, clashing head-on, yet not losing ground.

"Su Wanjing, huh," Third Young Master Chen let out a cold sound.

"Third of the Chen Family, today you offended someone you shouldn't have, apologize immediately." Su Wanjing's voice sounded, carrying a divine-like pressing tone.

Third Young Master Chen's face swelled with anger.

Bai Gu's gaze filled with intense killing intent, stared over.

Yu Tianlin also stared down the opponent firmly, and with a wave of his hand, he opened the window beside him.

Below, there was a crowd of robust tough guys, bare-chested, their arms tattooed with fierce demons, holding knives.

Seeing the layers of packed underlings surrounding the three-story building, tightly enclosing it, Third Young Master Chen's heart tightened again.

He looked at Lin Hai with complicated emotions.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lin Hai revealed a signature smile.

That smile, like a slap, harshly struck Third Young Master Chen's face.

"Kid, acting tough needs capital."

After saying that, Lin Hai coldly watched the other party, word by word, said: "Your Chen Family, having killed the descendant of Old Mr. Tao, declared enmity with me, Lin."

"Apologize!"

Third Young Master Chen clenched his teeth, the situation was stronger than people, he was ready to fight desperately, but seeing the fear and retreat in his underlings' eyes, he could only give up resisting.

"I'm sorry."