Peerless War God in City

Zhao Yushan, who just received the call, felt it.    

At this moment, Zhao Shiren's body fell down from above.    

Looking at the black shadow on the ground, Zhao Yushan suddenly felt a trace of unease in his heart.    

He looked up.    

He realized that the one who fell was his son … Zhao Shiren?    

Zhao Yushan was shocked.    

He wanted to go up and catch Zhao Shiren, but the latter fell at a speed that was too fast for him to catch up with.    

"Bam!"    

A loud sound echoed out.    

Zhao Yushan looked at Zhao Shiren and fell down in front of him.    

Blood splattered everywhere.    

Some of the blood splashed onto Zhao Yushan's face, bringing with it a warm feeling.    

Zhao Shiren's four limbs were all broken. Fresh blood flowed out from his mouth, eyes, and joints.    

At this moment, Zhao Shiren became a man of blood.    

Zhao Shiren looked at Zhao Yushan and shouted mournfully, "Dad, save me, I'm in so much pain …"    

As he spoke, he spat out blood.    

It could even be seen that some chunks of flesh were mixed within the fresh blood he spat out. Presumably, his internal organs had also suffered heavy injuries.    

As for Zhao Shiren, although he could still speak, he was unable to move. Even his consciousness was slowly becoming blurry.    

Right now, he was on the verge of death. If he couldn't receive treatment soon, he might... His soul had left his body!    

"Who is it!"    

"Who is it, hurt my son!"    

Zhao Yushan let out a loud roar, just like a lion's roar. His tiger eyes turned incomparably gloomy, just like a snake or a scorpion, and his expression became terrifyingly ferocious!    

"Dong Dong Dong …"    

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard.    

The voice came from the hotel.    

Step by step, from far to near, his voice was clear and pleasant to the ear, like the gurgling of a stream.    

Zhao Yushan raised his head to take a look. His eyes were red, like a rhododendron crying out blood.    

Haotian and Yu Jin slowly came to the door.    

Compared to Zhao Shiren, who was half-dead, Haotian seemed to be relaxed.    

His steps were very leisurely, leisurely strolling around as if he was strolling in his own backyard.    

"It's me!"    

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"    

Haotian looked at Zhao Yushan, smiled lightly and said.    

Although his words were soft.    

His Will was like ice, as the surrounding area instantly dropped by dozens of degrees.    

With that, Yu Jin suddenly appeared on Zhao Yushan's right.    

He was like a cannon emplacement, ready to strike. Once he attacked, Zhao Yushan would instantly be killed. Unless he was the Great Luo Golden Immortal, he would definitely not be able to escape.    

"Not only your son, as long as I am willing, all of you present here will die!"    

That light and elegant sentence caused everyone present to be shocked to the core as if they had been struck by lightning.    

They did not have much doubt towards Haotian's words.    

They already knew Yu Jin's capabilities. He was simply a human meat grinder!    

Haotian slowly walked with his hands behind his back.    

His shoes lightly stepped on the ground, producing a sound as pleasant to listen to as music.    

And then it happened.    

A man.    

His expression was calm and indifferent, like a stone statue without any sadness or joy. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if he had no interest in anything.    

Like a god from the heavens, he slowly walked forward.    

The world was looking down upon the mountains and rivers.    

Surrounding Haotian was a large group of people with Zhao Family. However, all of them had heavy expressions on their faces, and as they moved to the sides, no one dared to make a move!