My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

The bright red tattoo was dazzling and dazzling!    

"God Slaughterer …"    

Yang Chen muttered. This word, the meaning behind it, Yang Chen was not naive enough to think that they were the same as some bored and boastful youths, just pretending to be a part of a woman's body.    

Ron, who was good at observation, quickly noticed the tattoos on their hands and his face turned pale!    

God Slayer?! What big words!    

A few years ago, when Yang Chen obtained the Divine Spark from the previous Pluto, it was not as if he was a killer. It was just because his strength was strong enough to carry the Divine Spark, but also because of fate, he obtained the Divine Spark of Pluto who sought his freedom.    

The so-called "god slayer" was more of the result of the rumors and exaggerations of the outside world, and Yang Chen himself had never truly thought of himself as a god slayer.    

In truth, in a certain sense, it was impossible to kill Deities who had reached the level of the Twelve Sovereigns, unless they gave up on reincarnation, passed on their divine sparks, or lost their divine senses.    

The reason why Sovereigns transcended the God Clan of the dead was not only because the laws of space had already reached an extremely high level, but also because their own mental energy could very well preserve their divine sparks, divine senses, and conduct a complete reincarnation.    

As for the power of the Laws of the Space, depending on the level of spiritual energy, it would determine how long a Sovereign would be able to awaken after reincarnation.    

Yang Chen was curious about the origins of the five white robes in front of him, but they dared to use DEICIDE as a universal tattoo.    

At this moment, Nasri, who had just landed on the ground, grinned. "You came down at the right time, so as to avoid destroying our room."    

Finishing his words, the bald brute once again shot forward like a cannonball. The trail of his sprint brought with it a gust of wind, and every step he took shook the ground.    

The one in the middle, a white robe, suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist!    

"Bam!"    

Nasri, one meter away from the five, suddenly bounced away!    

"Awoo!"    

Nasri cried out in pain. He hadn't expected that there would be something that resembled an air wall.    

As the recoil was too great, he immediately rolled and flipped on the ground, creating a long line as he directly created a ravine on the concrete floor!    

However, Nasri's body was still completely unharmed. It was just that his pair of boots was eye-catching without any bottom!    

The surrounding mercenaries cried out in alarm. They simply couldn't see how the strange man in white had done it. In that flash of light, Nasri had charged forward and then shot backwards!    

Yang Chen's pupils contracted. Spatial barrier!?    

Although this was only a very basic use of space, it was already the use of the Space Laws!    

These people could use the Space Laws!?    

Even if the method was different from God Clan, and the formation method was rather unique, it was indeed the power of space!    

However, these people did not feel the slightest bit of God Clan nor did they have divine sparks on their bodies.    

If ordinary humans could also use the law of space, then the only way for gods to protect themselves would be to abandon the 'God's covenant' and unseal it without any qualms!    

The eyes of the white robes that were exposed on the masks all looked over at Yang Chen. Among them, there were some weird and mocking looks.    

Nasri was beaten back twice in a row, but he didn't know what was going on. Although he wasn't injured, he still felt that his face had been completely ruined. He was extremely angry.    

The white-haired, triangular-eyed man laughed strangely, "Nasri, do you need help? You seem to be working hard and embarrassed after making your first move in front of Pluto. How do you explain it to General Soren?"    

"F * ck you, Dimon, I didn't use any strength!" Nasri said angrily.    

Just as Nasri's aura continued to rise and he was about to get serious with these guys, Yang Chen's figure flashed silently and came to his side, patting Nasri on the shoulder.    

Nasri's aura suddenly dropped as he asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong, Mr. Pluto, could it be that you want to do it yourself? This won't do, who do they think they are!"    

Yang Chen smiled without care, "Forget it, I mean, since the competition starts tomorrow, it's not worth it if someone loses his or her qualification. Since they are also here, sooner or later they will run into each other, so don't expose your strength today."    

Nasri thought that this was true. After killing off the opponent on the field, he felt even more accomplished. "But, Sir, what about our room?"    

Yang Chen turned around and waved at Hassan, "Hassan, how much does a VIP suite cost?"    

"About a hundred thousand euros."    

Yang Chen nodded and suddenly leaped. He arrived on the balcony of the VIP suite and walked in by himself.    

When the five strange men saw this, they also immediately jumped up, not bothering to pay any attention to Nasri.    

However, just as everyone was wondering what Yang Chen was going to do, from the VIP suite, several intense explosive sounds rang!    

"Boom boom boom!"    

The vast expanse of crimson flames was like a fiery serpent that had been ejected from the balcony and the window, causing everyone to jump in fright!    

At that moment, those strange people in white robes who were about to enter were also engulfed by the fire serpents!    

Downstairs, the Arab boss Hassan suddenly realized what was going on and cried out in alarm, but it was already too late to stop it!    

Everyone could feel the scorching heat, and even Nasri and the others felt a little uncomfortable.    

He didn't expect Yang Chen to blow up all three suites!    

On the balcony, when the flames had dispersed, the crowd was surprised to discover that the five strange men in white robes were floating in the air unharmed. No one had been able to clearly see how they managed to avoid the scorching flames.    

Yang Chen came out of the suite that had turned into a pile of garbage. He wasn't surprised that these guys didn't get hurt. It was normal for him to use only a bit of South Ming Holy Fire, but it was blocked by their spatial barrier.    

"Alright, now that the room is like this, if you want to stay, I won't stop you." Yang Chen spread out his hands.    

"Hades, you are acting like a coward. What, you don't dare to face us head on?" The leader of the white robes said with an English sneer that had no accent.    

Yang Chen chuckled, "If I make a move, you will all die. That will be a burden to my contestants. Anyway, you won't leave Sicily for the next few days, so I'm not in a hurry."    

"You sound like you don't understand the word on the back of our hands."    

"God Slaughtering?" Yang Chen smiled evilly and said, "I thought that the purpose of coming to the Kaiser Meet this time was to accompany my woman to have fun. Your appearance gave me some anticipation. I'm waiting for you."    

Saying that, Yang Chen floated down the stairs.    

The five white robes didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch up, they were clearly in no hurry.    

After landing, Yang Chen said to Ron: "Give Hassan 400,000 euros, let's go."    

"Sir Pluto, this matter is over?" Nasri asked, unwilling to give up.    

"Idiot, do you want to disqualify from the competition? If we can't participate in the tournament and the fees are reduced, do you want all your brothers to hate the five of us? " The long-haired Dimon rolled his eyes at him.    

Ron quickly signed a cheque to Hassan and came up to ask, "Sir Pluto, since we can't live here anymore, then let's go to the Casano Hotel on the other beach. Our family has invested money there, and although it's a bit far from the competition site, the conditions aren't any worse than here."    

Next to him, Fedor was a little anxious, pulling on his father's sleeves. "Father, it's a bit inconvenient."    

Ron frowned. "Why?"    

Feddero didn't say anything, but glanced at Cai Ning and Rose who had been quietly watching the whole situation, with a bit of worry in his eyes.    

Ron suddenly remembered something and started to think carefully.    

Rose and Cai Ning were curious about those strange people in white robes, and didn't notice the weird expressions on Ron and his son.    

Yang Chen patted Fidel on the shoulder in understanding and said with a meaningful smile, "Don't think too much into it, my woman is not ordinary, nothing will happen to her."    

Only then did Ron and his son awkwardly nod their heads. They invited Yang Chen and the others to get on the carriage. Naturally, Nasri and the other five competitors also followed along.    

After the crowd had dispersed, the five white robed men stood on the top floor of the hotel and watched Yang Chen's team leave.    

"Arius, are we going to let him go just like that? He doesn't seem to be much of a threat to us either," a white-robed man at the side asked.    

The white-robed man in the middle sneered. "A person who isn't a born Sovereign naturally doesn't have much ability. Don't worry, the show has just begun. When they all arrive, wouldn't it be even more satisfying to finish it off in one go?"