Transmigrated Son-in-law

Pow!    

A crisp sound rang out as the two of them heavily struck the air with their palms.    

Yang Xuan lowered his eyes and squatted down to repeat the words he had said to the little girl in the Southern Yue language. He also told her that his father was still waiting for him in Hua Guo.    

Ruan Yong was in a special situation and was afraid that he would be imprisoned for his entire life. Yang Xuan could only help the little girl arrange her life in Hua Xia, and she could occasionally go visit her father.    

This was the best he could do in return for Ruan Yong telling him the clues. Ruan Yong had been silently enduring all kinds of interrogation techniques, so he didn't say anything.    

This not only helped to conceal his following actions and caught the enemies off guard, but also helped to restrain the pests hidden in the Chinese organization, allowing him to drag them out of the net before anyone could react.    

Hua Xia had already paid the price for divulging their plans to spies and the Dark Witch Society behind them. Only the old man who had participated in this matter had yet to pay the price for his actions.    

Those who had harmed the lives of his seventeen brothers, no one could escape punishment.    

At night, the castle on the outskirts of the city glowed yellow and mysterious in the cold moonlight.    

The whole mansion became silent. Suddenly, the elder's heartbeat accelerated innocently. He frowned and asked the man in black beside him, "How's the situation with Bill?"    

"There's news from the people over there. Bill and the others haven't been found yet, so there's a high chance that they're under China's control."    

"Trash, even if you meet the Mad God, who is ranked number one in the world, you can still escape if you cannot face his opponent head on. They were caught just like Xue Ci! "    

The voice of the old man in the mountain was filled with anger. Even though he had said that, he had already become cautious of this young man whom he had never met.    

"Where are the people patrolling outside?"    

Thump, thump. His hand made a slight sound on the floor. The old man's footsteps made the room fall into silence. The silence was uncalming.    

"Someone's sneaking into the castle to protect the boss!"    

One of the men in black noticed that something was wrong and turned around. A black shadow flew over and immediately informed the other members.    

Puff.    

In the next second, the sound of a bullet entering flesh rang out. The man in black, who had been nervous a moment ago, struggled a few times before falling to the ground with a loud thud.    

"Enemy attack!"    

Following the sounds of enemy attacks, the men in black, who were guarding the castle from all directions, drew their men and rushed over.    

"It's him! It must be him!"    

After what had happened, the old man's heart, which had always been in the air, calmed down. He went back to his room and sat on the chair, and began to observe the monitoring screen in the castle.    

At this moment, Yang Xuan was hiding in a blind spot with two guns in his hand. When the footsteps outside disappeared, he took off the coats of the man in black, who was just brought in, from the ground.    

"We've already killed 15 monsters. How far can the boss go?" Yang Xuan chuckled. He reappeared in the villa's surveillance camera. Due to his face-down, tall and sturdy body like a European man, wearing the uniform of the black clothed man, the old man in the mountain didn't notice it immediately.    

Behind him stood the four most outstanding members of the organization. Even if they met the number one ranked Berserk God, the old man in the mountain was sure that even if it was four against one, the Berserk God wouldn't be able to do anything.    

"Youngsters always need to suffer a bit, that's good too!"    

A man in black brushed past Yang Xuan and was monitoring the dead end. The silencer in Yang Xuan's hand took the opportunity to shoot into Yang Xuan's body. Then he grabbed the softer man and saw that he was left in an invisible corner of the monitor.    

"35 monsters!"    

Yang Xuan, who was wearing a black suit, smiled. During this process, he kept choosing a more remote location. It wasn't that no one noticed his unfamiliar face, but the moment he reacted, the gun in his hand already made him shut his mouth forever.    

With a 100% shooting rate and an extremely fast hand, the people in the castle were constantly reducing their number of members in the search for the enemy.    

"Disperse the people from four directions and approach the center."    

The old man in the mountain immediately gave the order, and the members of the black clothed group immediately took action.    

This order could indeed force the enemy out, but at the same time, it was also left behind in the middle of the castle.    

When Yang Xuan found the old man in the mountain, the old man had four men in black standing behind him like a tiger staring at its back. With their tight muscles and smooth lines, he did not doubt the explosiveness of these people.    

"You're here. Young people always like to be impulsive."    

The old man in the mountain was not surprised to see Yang Xuan. He smiled with a gloomy face that made goosebumps appear on people's skin. Yang Xuan, who was facing him, paid attention to every movement of the five people in front of him.    

Suddenly, he raised his hand towards the back and ran towards the huge pillar in the living room. With a bang, a corpse fell from the spot Yang Xuan snatched it from.    

At the same time, rows of sparks appeared in the place where he had just stood. Countless bullets struck the ground.    

"Your way of treating people is so warm?" Yang Xuan replied without backing down as he hid behind the pillar. At the same time, the gun in his hand shot out blindly from his memory based on the scene he just saw.    

One, two, three … Seven, eight!    

Ten bullets shot out, and only the sound of seven people falling could be heard. Yang Xuan said with some pity: "I think you really welcome me here."    

"Of course, if you survive." The old man who had been the bait once waved his hand and retreated to the back room. At the same time, over forty men in black rushed over and shot at Yang Xuan's pillar from all directions.    

Out of the one hundred black-clothed people in the castle, only forty or so were left. This caused the old man's expression to become even more gloomy.    

He quietly sat in his study room, waiting for the war to end. He watched as the number one god in the world nimbly dodged all attacks. His speed was unbelievably fast, and his reaction speed far exceeded that of an ordinary mercenary.    

The scarier part was that even if this person didn't look at his opponent, just the sound alone would be enough to shoot down the person hiding in the dark.    

"A young man with terrifying strength!" The old man in the mountain suddenly thought of a rumor that had been passed down in private that a mad god was an enemy that must not be provoked. Not only did he provoke them, he also caused their comrades to die without a complete corpse.    

Deep in the darkness, what he was looking at was the abyss. Standing above the abyss, there would be a day when he would jump into darkness.    

He had known this all along, but he hadn't thought that it was this young man who had sent him into the dark. Perhaps, with such a meticulous plan, the fact that the other party was able to survive after many crises proved that he had the strength to do so.    

Boom! *    

"A hundred!"    

Yang Xuan pulled back his gun. His forehead was covered in sweat, his surroundings were bullet shells, the hall was full of bullets, and all kinds of corpses were lying around.    

Yang Xuan stepped over these corpses and headed towards the innermost room.    

At the end of the corridor, there was an ominous smell, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. The four men in black took off their coats and pointed their guns at Yang Xuan.