The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The torrential rain washed away the ruins of the pavilion, leaving them completely clean.

Canhu's hand holding the walkie-talkie fell limp, and he fell silent.

Xiao Ruoye leaned against the broken stone pillar, the chill in her body forcibly suppressed by Jiang Chen's domineering true energy.

Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes came from afar.

A black Mercedes-Benz S600, billowing smoke, sped towards us, its front end smashed, yet it still recklessly plunged into the puddle.

The car door opened.

A person rolled down.

It's Lei Hu.

He was covered in blood, his white shirt was stained dark red, and his left arm was twisted at an angle.

Lei Hu scrambled to Jiang Chen's feet and knelt down with a thud.

"Master Jiang! Something's happened!"

Lei Hu's head hit the gravel with a loud thud.

"Miss Tang has been arrested!"

The surrounding rain almost stopped at that moment.

"explain."

Lei Hu shivered; the chill emanating from Jiang Chen was even more bone-chilling than the torrential rain.

"Shortly after you left, I took Miss Tang back to the West District to take stock of her properties."

"A group of experts dressed in black suddenly appeared out of nowhere, their movements extremely unpredictable."

"The brothers fought desperately but couldn't stop them; they were all killed."

"I risked my life to kill three people and recognized them as shadow guards from the Haicheng Martial Arts Association."

Lei Hu raised his head, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Click."

The walkie-talkie in Jiang Chen's hand turned into a pile of plastic fragments and copper wires, which fell down in a rustling sound.

He turned his head and looked at the opposite bank of the river.

That's the direction of Haicheng New District, and the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association is located in the most prosperous area by the river.

"Guo Zhenxiong".

Jiang Chen read the name aloud.

"Take good care of her."

Jiang Chen pointed to Xiao Ruoye, who was leaning against a pillar, and said to Lei Hu.

Lei Hu was taken aback and glanced at the disheveled policewoman in her evening gown.

"Mr. Jiang, then you..."

"I'm going to kill someone."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the rolling river.

Xiao Ruoye struggled to stand up.

"Jiang Chen! Don't do anything reckless!"

"The Martial Arts Association headquarters is a den of thieves; Guo Zhenxiong employs hundreds of thugs, and they even have guns!"

"Going alone is suicide!"

"You can call the police. I have several police officer friends' phone numbers..."

Jiang Chen did not turn around.

He walked to the railing by the river.

The river beneath our feet had swelled dramatically due to the torrential rain, its turbid waves crashing against the banks with a thunderous roar.

Jiang Chen stepped over the guardrail.

"This is insane!"

Xiao Ruoye's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise.

next second.

She witnessed a scene she could never comprehend in her lifetime.

Jiang Chen's toes touched the crest of the rolling waves.

His true energy erupted suddenly, forming a vortex three meters in diameter beneath his feet.

The originally raging river was flattened into a mirror-like surface by this cyclone.

"rise."

Jiang Chen gave a low shout.

His figure shot out like an arrow released from a bow, leaping across the river surface.

With each step he took, the river beneath his feet would burst into a white spray, propelling him forward for dozens of meters.

In the pouring rain.

A white line sliced ​​through the dark river surface, piercing straight towards the brightly lit building on the opposite bank.

Several young people who were just watching the commotion on the shore and preparing to take photos secretly dropped their phones into the water.

They stared wide-eyed, soaked by the rain, at the figure riding the waves away.

"Holy crap..."

"Is this a movie shoot?"

……

Haicheng Martial Arts Association, Dungeon.

Located three underground, this place is perpetually dark, filled with a musty smell and the stench of old blood.

"Splash!"

The iron chain swayed.

Tangtang was suspended in mid-air by two thick steel chains.

Her suit jacket was long gone, leaving only a thin white shirt.

The shirt was soaked with cold water and clung tightly to my body.

Her wrists were chafed raw by the handcuffs, and blood flowed down her arms, dripping onto the filthy cement floor.

Guo Zhenxiong sat in a grand chair, toying with a leather whip that was still dripping blood.

On the stretcher beside him lay the unconscious Guo Tianhao.

"That kid hasn't arrived yet?"

Guo Zhenxiong glanced at the clock on the wall, his tone sinister.

The leader of the shadow guards standing to the side had his head down.

"President, we've lost contact with Canhu; he's probably done for."

"But we've already spread the word. As long as that guy surnamed Jiang doesn't want this little girl to die, he'll crawl over here even if he has to."

Guo Zhenxiong sneered.

He stood up and walked over to Tangtang.

Those cloudy old eyes were filled with resentment and malice.

"Little girl, don't blame me for being heartless."

"Blame it on the fact that you followed the wrong person."

"That guy surnamed Jiang crippled my son's hand, so I crippled his woman."

"fair enough."

Although Tang Tang was hanging there and her face was pale, her eyes were frighteningly bright.

She stared at Guo Zhenxiong's old face, which looked like an orange peel, and suddenly spat.

He spat directly onto Guo Zhenxiong's face.

"Old man, you're the useless one."

"Your whole family are useless."

"If you've got the guts, kill me now. Otherwise, when my older brother arrives, I'll finish what he didn't do."

"I'm going to chop up your old hand and feed it to the dogs!"

The dungeon was deathly silent.

The faces of the shadow guards all changed.

In this situation, how dare this girl provoke Guo Zhenxiong? Does she have a death wish?

Guo Zhenxiong wiped the saliva off his face.

His expression didn't turn ferocious; instead, it calmed down.

That calm was chilling.

"it is good."

"Very principled."

"I hope your mouth will still be this stubborn when I peel your skin off later."

Guo Zhenxiong raised his hand and waved.

"Bring the things up."

Two shirtless, burly men carried a brazier over.

The charcoal in the basin was burning red-hot, with several branding irons stuck in it, their surfaces glowing white from the heat.

A wave of heat hit us.

Tangtang's pupils contracted slightly.

She is afraid of pain.

Even a small cut on her finger would make her whine and plead with Jiang Chen for ages.

But now, he didn't utter a single word of begging for mercy.

Guo Zhenxiong pulled a branding iron from the brazier.

The red-hot iron block reflected on his distorted face.

"Tell me, if I were to print this on your pretty little face, would that guy surnamed Jiang still like you?"

He held the branding iron and approached step by step.

Tangtang closed her eyes.

Big brother.

Why aren't you here yet?

I'm going to become an ugly monster.

Just as the scorching hot iron was less than three inches from Tang Tang's cheek.

"Buzz—"

A faint purple light suddenly shone from Tangtang's back.

That was the ghostly totem that Jiang Chen had just helped her awaken.

A chilling aura erupted from her body.

"Bang!"

The branding iron in Guo Zhenxiong's hand seemed to have hit an invisible wall and was bounced away.

Even Guo Zhenxiong himself was shaken by this force and took two steps back.

"What the hell is that?"

Guo Zhenxiong was shocked.

He was a half-step Grandmaster, yet he was repelled by a little girl's protective true energy?

Tangtang suddenly opened her eyes.

Those eyes, which were originally clear and distinct, now faintly shimmered with a purple light.

Just a moment ago.

She felt a familiar yet domineering aura intrude into her perception range.

Extremely fast.

Filled with boundless rage and murderous intent.

Tangtang's previously tense body suddenly relaxed.

She looked at Guo Zhenxiong, who had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and at the shadow guards who were surrounding her with knives.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing an extremely bright smile.

That smile carried three parts mockery and seven parts smugness.

"Old man."

"You're finished."

Guo Zhenxiong felt uneasy at her laughter, and his ominous premonition grew stronger.

"What did you say?"

Tangtang shook the iron chain on her wrist, making a crisp sound.

"I said."

"All of you."

"It's all over."

"He's here."