Battle Begins

Hua Qiang looked at this ancestor, a black line forming on his forehead.

I thought this guy would just rush in and fight, but I didn't expect him to go in by himself.

Damn it, he felt like he'd been fucked by a ghost.

Then she said earnestly, "Xiao Chen, you are an adult now. You need to face things on your own."

"Go ahead, take these guys down, and I'll cover for you, brother-in-law!"

In a moment of impulsiveness, Long Chen wanted to rush forward, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he slowly pulled it back down.

His feverish mind calmed down, and he looked at Hua Qiang, saying hesitantly, "Brother-in-law, I might... maybe... probably... can't beat them."

Hua Qiang's lips curled up slightly. He raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder, sending a surge of Spiritual Power into his body, spreading throughout his entire being.

Boom boom boom...

Long Chen immediately felt several shackles within his body being broken in succession, and he, who was originally Martial Artists, directly broke through to the Martial Master Realm.

Holy crap! My brother-in-law is awesome!

He yelled loudly, his voice cracking.

He was able to advance seven minor realms in a row just by being patted once. If he were patted a few more times, wouldn't he ascend to immortality on the spot?

Hahahaha!

Feeling an explosive power coursing through his body, Long Chen felt he was ready.

"You scum, I'm here! Tremble!"

With a loud shout, Long Chen lunged forward and charged towards Huang Xiaoji and his group.

He performed a series of flamboyant gestures, including raising his hands and feet, twisting his waist and lifting his hips.

Those seven spoiled brats were all beaten black and blue by him, lying on the ground groaning in pain.

"You, Long Chen, when the hell did you become so powerful?"

Huang Xiaoji rubbed his face, hissing and gasping for breath, and said, "Damn it, you have no sportsmanship. Don't you know you shouldn't hit someone in the face?"

My face!

If I get disfigured, I'll fight you to the death!

Ouch!

He was completely stunned. He was a Martial Artists master of level three, who used to be able to easily defeat his opponents, and his grandfather was an elder of the Hua Country War Zone.

This is why even knowing the other party is the grandson of the Great Elder, he still dares to bully him.

"Hehe."

Long Chen twisted his neck a few times and said with a sense of satisfaction, "Trash, do you really think I can't beat you?"

Previously, I simply didn't want to lower myself to your level and didn't want to cause my grandfather too much trouble.

You bunch of scum, how dare you challenge my might, steal my territory, and humiliate me!

I quit!

I can't take it anymore!

"You bunch of scum, from now on, get the hell out of my sight! If you dare to jump in front of me again, I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

Long Chen raised his fist and swung it twice in the air, as if he were really going to punch someone.

Now, he felt refreshed all over, with all 35,000 pores in his body exuding a cool sensation, which felt even more pleasant than soaking in a hot spring.

Finally, I felt relieved; all the pent-up frustrations of the past were released in this moment.

This is what it feels like to have power in your hands!

You need to cling to your brother-in-law's coattails and get him to pat you on the back a few more times, then he'll definitely be able to dominate the entire Capital Base without any rivals.

"Damn it! Brothers, get up! He just ambushed us. We were caught off guard."

"Let's go again, this time we'll make him a complete bastard!"

The other spoiled brats also agreed with Huang Xiaoji's point. They endured their injuries, gritted their teeth, got up, and then viciously pounced on Long Chen.

"Heh, you've gotten addicted to getting beaten up. Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

Long Chen once again pounced into the flock of sheep like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Crackling sounds... Bang!

"Ouch, my back is broken!"

"No, no, no, please stop hitting him! Young Master Long go easy on him!"

"Oh my god, why did you kick me in the crotch?"

Do you fucking want me to be childless and have no descendants?

"My grandfather will never let you get away with this!"

"Hey, if you want me to bring your grandpa here, see if I'm scared?"

Do you think my grandfather was a vegetarian?

Okay, so a bunch of spoiled brats are arguing about their grandfathers here.

Hua Qiang saw the four young women hugging each other, huddled in a corner, looking trembling.

He waved his hand, signaling them to leave the private room.

"Oh my god, stop hitting me!"

"What are you doing? Are you filming a movie?"

"We see each other all the time, we're all from the same compound, why fight like this?"

Could there be some enormous grudge between us?

"Brother Long, Brother Ji, Brother Zhong... wait, all of you stop fighting! Stop it!"

"Give me some face, everyone stop fighting and sit down to talk things over. Let's settle everything over the dinner table, okay?"

"If you don't stop, I'll have to call in reinforcements!"

At the entrance of the private room, a young man walked in and was shocked to see the full-blown martial arts performance inside. He immediately began to loudly dissuade the man from doing so.

Behind Qing was a group of bodyguards in black and a girl with a beautiful figure and stunning looks, dressed in a moon-white peony cheongsam.

Long Chen kicked Huang Xiaoji flying, then stopped, because he had already knocked all these people down and there was no one left to beat.

Given that his brother Zhao Lei has already gotten involved, he has to give him face.

"Brother Long, what's going on? Why are you guys fighting?"

"What exactly happened?"

"Hey! It's nothing, I was just itching to practice with some punching bags, and these clueless things just had to get close to me, what a coincidence!"

"You, Long Chen, you son of a bitch, I'm not done with you yet! You better not run away, I'll call my help!"

With one side of his face swollen, Huang Xiaoji could barely speak properly; it was a great humiliation!

He was actually beaten up, and in front of so many people.

How could he swallow this insult? How could he possibly lose face?

If he doesn't get his revenge, how will he ever be able to stay at the Capital Base?

"Hehe, you want to call in people? Sure, don't say I'm not giving you face. I'm right here waiting for you today. You can call as many people as you want!"

Even if you brought your dad or your grandpa here, do you think I wouldn't even frown?

"Well done, you've got guts!"

Ignoring Zhao Lei's advice, Huang Xiaoji picked up his phone and started dialing.

The others also started calling for reinforcements; they'd been beaten up today, and they were determined to get revenge.

Hua Qiang sat on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine. He gently swirled it twice, then took a leisurely sip.

Long Chen walked over in two steps, poured himself a glass, and then gulped it down in one go.

Zhao Lei's lips twitched slightly as he watched Long Chen drink like that.

Is this how red wine is made?

Jian is wasting such a precious resource!

"Awesome! I've never felt this good in my entire life. The feeling of beating someone up is truly indescribable!"

"Brother-in-law, thank you. If you ever need anything done in the future, just give me a call, and I'll make sure it's done perfectly for you!"