Son-in-law's Romantic Life

2The name 'Prince Pavilion' was like a dragon flying and dancing in the wind. It looked extremely arrogant and domineering, as if it symbolized the status of the Prince Pavilion in Jiang City.     4

    

However, after tonight, there might be no more Prince Pavilion in the future.    

    

Stretching my back, I lowered my head and lit a cigarette. After that, I rushed into the Prince Pavilion.    

    

At the entrance, there were four guards. When they saw me, their expressions immediately changed. They waved their hands casually as if they were chasing away flies. "Get lost, get lost. It's not open today. Get lost."    

    

That attitude was very awesome.    

    

When it was open, they might be a little more polite to you. When it was not open for business, he would not have so many concerns. His attitude is very arrogant, but the Prince Pavilion has the capital to be arrogant. It was just that he was so awesome. It had always been like this. You're not convinced? If you are not convinced, I will beat you until you are convinced.    

    

If it was any other time, when the guests came, they would be in such a situation. He might have already felt that something was not right and left obediently. However, the situation today was a little different. I didn't seem to have heard this little brother's voice at all. He continued to walk forward.    

    

The expressions of those little brothers became increasingly gloomy.    

    

One of them spat out the cigarette in his mouth and rushed towards me. He pulled out the steel pipe that was hidden on his body and threw it at my head.    

    

"F * ck you, I didn't hear you. Are you courting death?"    

    

He attacked just like that. He didn't care if his actions would kill him. Prince Pavilion was just that arrogant.    

    

However... this time, he really found the wrong person.    

    

The moment the steel pipe smashed down in front of me, the little brother felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes.    

    

In that instant, that little brother felt as if he had seen a gentle, icy blue moonlight. It was sad and beautiful, beautiful and bone-piercing.    

    

It was only for a split second, that was all.    

    

However, that effect was terrifying to the point of making one despair.    

    

That luster suddenly swept across the steel pipe without the slightest obstruction. It instantly passed through. Immediately, that luster swept across the little brother's neck.    

    

The little brother's body directly stiffened on the ground. He did not move at all.    

    

His eyes widened intensely as if he had seen an unbelievable scene. His lips trembled slightly as if he wanted to open his mouth to speak. However, after trying for a long time, he was unable to make even a little sound.    

    

After a few seconds, a bright red color suddenly appeared on the little brother's neck.    

    

It was like a red gemstone necklace.    

    

More and more drops of blood appeared. Soon after, the little brother could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.    

    

His head was like a rubber ball, rolling for a long distance.    

    

Huh?    

    

So sharp?    

    

I lowered my head to look at the moonblade in my hand. The sharpness of this thing is unbelievable. It is really shocking. It actually cut off the hard light, and even cut off the head.    

    

Of course, it's not just that this weapon is awesome. The strength that I have that is much more terrifying than before is also very useful.    

    

If I remember correctly, when I was fighting the boss of the Myriad Snakes, I had to rely on the strength of my sprint to achieve the effect of beheading him. I was even blocked by his blade for a period of time.    

    

But now, it was like cutting tofu. There was no pressure at all.    

    

Four years. Although I've been muddle-headed, during this period of muddle-headed time, my strength is still increasing. It's just that I can't feel it myself.    

    

In these four years, the increase in strength was not as simple as quadrupling.    

    

The expressions of the three lackeys behind him also changed. All of them stared blankly at their heads rolling far away on the ground. Their throats were constantly moving, and the expressions on their faces were extremely interesting.    

    

That kind of appearance, they practically did not know how to describe it.    

    

Just now, what exactly did they see?    

    

What exactly happened?    

    

Am I seeing things? Or was he hallucinating?    

    

That sharp blade had actually directly cut through the steel pipe? It even cut off his brother's head?    

    

Hahahaha, how could this be possible? He had definitely seen wrongly. It was simply impossible for such a terrifying thing to happen.    

    

However, when he looked at the motionless corpse on the ground and the neck that was spurting blood crazily, his eyes widened as he rolled far away, as if he did not understand what had happened until he died. Everyone knew very well that the head with an extremely strange expression... This wasn't an illusion. This was something that had truly happened in front of him.    

    

A little brother could not even control himself. He raised his hand and gave himself a slap. It was burning hot and painful, but the scene in front of him did not change at all.    

    

This was true.    

    

The man in front of him really held that strange weapon in his hand and easily cut off the steel pipe and head in his brother's hands.    

    

The fear in his heart instantly exploded.    

    

The expression on his face first changed to shock, then to fear.    

    

That fear immediately turned into a kind of madness.    

    

These three people even forgot the difference in strength between the two of them. Almost instinctively, they stretched out their hands to their waists, wanting to grab their weapons.    

    

In these three people's hearts, they could even understand that the steel pipes in their hands could not deal with this monster that could cut off human heads at will.    

    

Only by using a gun might they be able to cause real damage to this guy.    

    

However, under extreme fear, these people's brains were on the verge of going crazy. Under such circumstances, they did not have the slightest time to think about other things.    

    

Subconsciously, they howled and waved the guy in their hands. Then, they pounced on me.    

    

However, their movements were really too slow.    

    

Normally, when it was normal, they might not have felt anything. However, when they were fighting, that feeling would become very obvious.    

    

These people's movements were very slow, as if they were turtles crawling.    

    

It was like the slow movements in a movie, even though their movements were far from being as cool as the slow movements in a movie.    

    

His fingers trembled slightly, and the moonblade in his hand suddenly tore forward.    

    

Puff! Puff! Puff!    

    

Streams of bloody light shot out.    

    

The fresh blood shot out a long distance away and sprayed onto the ground. The pungent smell of blood filled the air.    

    

Three heads had already rolled onto the ground.    

    

Those three pairs of eyes could even see their headless bodies stiffen on the ground, not moving at all.    

    

What was going on? Was he already dead?