Domineering Son-In-Law

1His right hand clenched into a fist, his middle finger sticking out like a gesture of contempt.    4

    

Wang Da Pao crawled up from the ground. Looking at the appearance of his left and right hand, he concluded that Lin Faang was definitely a newbie in his new hands. Luck, Qi gathering, form. If he was an expert, he would be able to complete it within half a second.    

    

As for Lin Faang, it took him more than ten seconds to complete the three processes. He was only slightly better than a newbie.    

    

"Humph! You are playing with a big knife in front of Guan Yu. I think you are seeking death!"    

    

"Whether you're courting death or not, you'll know once you take one of my attacks."    

    

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them rushed towards each other.    

    

They were clearly two people, but their figures seemed to have been covered by two huge mantises at this moment. They collided with each other.    

    

Wang Da Pao's mantises were grayish-white and plump, but the two scythes in their hands flickered with golden light.    

    

Compared to Lin Faang's mantises, they were much taller, just like newborn mantises.    

    

Its body was light green, and it had a pair of scythes. It was short and weak.    

    

When the two mantises clashed, the gray mantis's attacks were ferocious. Its attacks were endless, like the Yellow River's water.    

    

The little mantises immediately fell into a disadvantageous position and were constantly being suppressed. However, the miracle was that the pair of short and weak sickles were able to withstand the continuous attacks of the other party.    

    

Slowly, the little praying mantis's body began to turn dark green with a layer of lustre. The sickles also began to grow larger and sturdier.    

    

At the same time, as the little praying mantis grew, a pair of golden wings slowly unfurled behind its back.    

    

"Stupid, silly, you must have been used by the boss as a warm-arm sparring partner. But Boss is really something. What's so good about these two low-end ordinary martial arts? " Will you keep them for carving in the future? "    

    

The scholar sat in the audience seats. Beside him, countless bleeding corpses fell on the surrounding chairs. One person and one person just happened to be right.    

    

There were still some people in the distance who were scared out of their wits. No one dared to approach him.    

    

The bigger Wang Da Pao was, the more shocked he became. As the two of them fought, Lin Faang had been muddleheaded at the beginning, but now, he was still showing signs of surpassing them.    

    

Even the combination of the Vajra Finger and the Mantis Mantis Fist made his pride in the Vajra Mantis Fist gradually disappear.    

    

One move and one stance could switch between the two at will. You thought it was the Vajra Finger, but the result was the Mantis Fist. You thought it was the Mantis Fist, but it was the Mantis Fist. It was unpredictable and impossible to guard against.    

    

In particular, when comparing the strengths of the two, the Mantis Mantis Fist technique had a few more characteristics, such as breaking, capturing, and utilizing. It allowed the attacks to be more coherent.    

    

The power and speed of the attacks were both many times more than before.    

    

Wang Da Pao, who had the upper hand, was gradually being suppressed.    

    

'No! ' If this goes on, it's very likely that I'll be the one to lose. I can't give him the chance to grow anymore.    

    

If he gave Lin Faang a chance to grow, Wang Dapao would know that his self-hypnosis would turn into a sharp sword that could take his life. At that time, not only would he not advance in his martial arts skills, but he would also retreat. It would be a question whether he could survive from Lin Faang's hands.    

    

"Kill! Head Cutting Kill!"    

    

Wang Da Pao's gray-white mantis phantom image spread out its tattered gray-white wings. It waved its wings at high speed, creating a gust of wind out of nowhere. It was enchanting, and it disturbed one's line of sight.    

    

"A dog is anxious," Wang Da Pao said. No, that's not right. Did the fat mantis jump over the wall? Unfortunately, if it had been used from the beginning, it might have been able to cause some damage to the boss. Now? "Hehe!"    

    

The scholar sneered, his eyes full of disdain.    

    

The gray praying mantis leaped high into the air. Its pair of scythes flashed with a cold light. Like a guillotine, it suddenly attacked the green praying mantis's head.    

    

"Fusion Skill! Activate Golden Broken Jade!"    

    

Just as the green praying mantis was about to be beheaded, a soft voice sounded, causing the gray praying mantis to stop moving.    

    

The green praying mantis was instantly dyed gold. It raised its head, and the pair of flashing golden lights crossed each other. It waved its arms in the air, and the entire space seemed to have been cut into a black void. Then, it passed through the gray praying mantis's body.    

    

The two praying mantis turned into air and dissipated into the air. It was as if they had never appeared before.    

    

Only when the two people in the middle of the blank space confronted each other did everyone know that a great battle had happened here.    

    

"Who exactly are you?" Wang Dapao asked calmly.    

    

"You don't deserve to know!" Lin Faang answered calmly.    

    

Wang Dapao looked a little regretful, but he turned around and smiled at Lin Faang. He smiled bitterly and mocked himself.    

    

"It's me, Meng Lang. Someone as talented as you... Especially when a nobody like me knows about it."    

    

Don't just look at how famous he is in Jiuli Province. However, in China, he is a person of the lower middle class. He is a nobody who can't even get into the top class. In international terms, he is an ordinary ant that can't be compared to ordinary people.    

    

Lin Faang, who had outstanding talent, must be a famous person. His name was... A nobody like him really didn't deserve to know his name.    

    

After saying this, a cross-shaped blood appeared on Wang Dapao's chest. His clothes hung from the corners of his clothes, revealing his extraordinary injuries. The flesh on his chest seemed to have been forcefully removed by someone, revealing his white and red sternum.    

    

Wang Dapao slowly closed his eyes and fell backwards. He fell to the ground, and his heart stopped beating visibly. His life force disappeared along with it.    

    

"Pa! Pa! Pa!"    

    

The scholar stood up and clapped his hands. He called back his brothers who had not come back to their senses for a long time.    

    

Only after they regained their senses did they remember to run away.    

    

"It's time to clear the area. I can't let Boss seize the opportunity to send me back."    

    

The scholar received the thin sword and swept his gaze over the fleeing crowd. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.    

    

"One Sword of Solitude and one Sword of Absolute Monarch. The eternal life shall never be seen, and all lives shall be destroyed!"    

    

A cold light flashed, ghosts and ghosts were startled, and the heavens and earth wept.    

    

The heads on the heads of the disciples who had been running for their lives left their bodies one after another, and fell to the ground. However, their bodies only fell to the ground after running three or four steps.    

    

The speed of the sword and the sharpness of the sword were so fast that even the brain did not notice that they were already dead.    

    

The scholar retracted his thin sword. As if he had done something insignificant, he bounced to Lin Faang's side.    

    

"Boss! Everyone was killed. What are we going to do now?"    

    

Lin Faang looked at the time on the screen.    

    

02: 44.    

    

"Ten minutes! Chen Pojun and the others should be here. Let's go up and wait for them."    

    

After saying that, Lin Faang strode away and took off his red coat. He wore a long black sleeve and walked into the elevator.    

    

The scholar had gotten a set of clothes from somewhere. It had the style of Han clothing. Due to the combination of modern clothing and black and white, the overall appearance of the clothes was somewhat scholarly. It was perfect for a scholar.    

    

He went to the bar upstairs.    

    

It was unknown whether it was because Wang Dapao was too confident, or because Chen Pojun trusted Wang Dapao too much and did not clear out the customers in the bar.    

    

The scholar looked at Lin Faang. After all, there were so many innocent people. If they really started a fight, it would inevitably hurt the innocent.    

    

Lin Faang didn't mind. When Chen Pojun arrived, he would naturally clear the area. Later. It didn't matter if it was earlier.    

    

Lin Faang and the scholar found a random seat and sat down.    

    

During this period of time, the unique temperament of the scholar attracted many women.    

    

Lin Faang, on the other hand, suppressed his presence. He was already married, so he naturally wouldn't mess around outside.    

    

Ten minutes passed very quickly.    

    

Sure enough, Chen Pojun appeared in the bar with a few people. He immediately cleared the area and let everyone leave.    

    

With a dark expression, he knew that something must have happened to Wang Dapao before Wang Dapao came to the door to welcome him.    

    

Some people were drunk and had gone crazy. Chen Pojun, who was already in a bad mood, had his men break their arms and legs and throw them out.    

    

In an instant, no one dared to cause trouble. They squeezed out of the bar one by one.    

    

The scholar looked at the dozen or so hotel room numbers in his hand and the corner of his mouth curled up. He knew that he couldn't play Landlord, so he could only knead it into a ball. He looked at the rubbish bin not far away and accurately threw it into it.    

    

After everyone had left.    

    

Only Lin Faang and the scholar remained seated at the bar table. Their figures were exceptionally eye-catching.    

    

Chen Pojun's subordinates wanted to chase the two of them out.    

    

However, Chen Pojun stopped them.    

    

Everyone ran away. If they weren't idiots or idiots, those who dared to stay behind, apart from those who were drunk, there was only one outcome.    

    

Chen Pojun slowly walked into the bar. He looked at Lin Faang and the scholar and asked, "Guests, what do you want to drink?"    

    

"Two cups of Bloody Marley." Lin Faang said.