It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

In the critical moment, Shen Meng bit his tongue, and the blood sprayed into the Soul Refining Cauldron. The cauldron trembled, and a fierce but cowardly howl came from inside, as if it were cheering itself on.

The cauldron spewed out green smoke, enveloping Shen Meng completely and taking the blow in his place. The green smoke was shattered by the punch, and the hundred ghosts screamed mournfully before vanishing into nothingness.

Shen Meng coughed up a mouthful of blood, his internal organs burning as if on fire.

Grandma's pretty face turned grim as she strode forward, her fist slamming down again.

"Again?!"

Shen Meng was terrified. "If he comes any closer, I'll kill him."

The great-grandmother slammed her fist down, shouting, "The Li family would rather die a glorious death than live a shameful life!"

madman!!

Shen Meng had already retreated to the edge of the rooftop. Gritting his teeth, he dangled Li Xianyu over the edge and said sternly, "Come any closer, and I'll throw him off."

Grandma stopped abruptly.

Shen Meng breathed a sigh of relief and grinned maliciously: "So all that talk about 'better to be a broken jade than a whole tile' was a lie."

Grandma said in a deep voice, "Let him go, and I'll let you leave."

Shen Meng laughed loudly: "I don't want to leave yet. He's the only son left in your Li family. I'd be happy to have him buried with me. Come on, hit me, beat me to death."

The veins on the great-grandmother's smooth forehead throbbed. "If you want to take him away, you should first consider whether the Shen family can handle it. So many people are eyeing the Pantheon, why don't they make a move? Didn't your elders tell you the reason?"

Shen Meng: "I won't listen, beat me to death."

"Come on, kill me."

"Kill me."

"Bang!"

A deafening gunshot echoed through the night, followed by a thunderous airburst.

Shen Meng's arm exploded with a sound; to be precise, before the sound even rang out, his arm had already been severed by a supersonic bullet.

A cloud of blood mist rose up.

The severed hand fell with Li Xianyu.

Shen Meng clutched his severed arm and howled in pain, blood staining half of his body red.

On the rooftop, the air instantly became quiet, and time seemed to stand still.

Li Xianyu's falling figure was reflected in his great-grandmother's bloodshot eyes, in the eyes of the three-nothing wolf, and in the one-eyed old man's only remaining right eye.

One-eyed old man: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Grandma: (▼へ▼メ)

Three no's: (￣O￣;)

The sudden turn of events caught the three experts on the balcony off guard. The great-grandmother was the first to react and leaped off the balcony.

The three-nothing and the one-eyed old man both looked towards the rooftop of the neighboring residential building. A sniper was hidden just a few dozen meters away. He didn't belong to Baoze or the Shen family. He was so close that he was practically right under their noses, yet they were completely unaware.

The other party must have had a special way of concealing their presence, and from beginning to end, the sniper rifle was not locked on them. Therefore, whether it was the three-nothing, the one-eyed old man, or the great-grandmother, they never sensed the slightest bit of killing intent.

The sniper slowly stood up, right hand on his rifle, left hand on his hip, and muttered, "The Chinese have really strange requirements... Mission accomplished."

She magically produced a piece of black cloth, tossed it into the air, and the cloth covered her hot, tall figure. It floated down to the ground, and she vanished.

After a brief moment of panic and fear, the one-eyed old man, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, made a decisive move. He rushed to the unconscious Shen Meng's side, scooped him up, and ran, taking three blows with a brick along the way. He gritted his teeth and endured it, disappearing into the night.

Sanwu glanced in the direction where the master and servant disappeared, then in the direction where the grandfather and grandson disappeared. After hesitating for a moment, he also jumped off the building.

Every ten meters or so she descended, she would grab the wall with her fingers to cushion her fall. After repeating this several times, she landed steadily.

There are shops behind the apartment building, and they are all closed by three or four in the morning.

In the middle of the quiet road, the great-grandmother stood silently, the night wind ruffling her hair. Her silhouette resembled a trapped beast with nowhere to run, exuding a sense of desolation.

There were two large craters at her feet, caused when she landed.

The Peerless Warrior's physical body was indestructible; he jumped from the twentieth floor and emerged unharmed.

But her great-grandson was just an ordinary person, and the great-grandmother could not save the only bloodline of the Li family. At this moment, he fell to the ground and was reduced to a mosaic.

......

In a suburban villa, the one-eyed old man led Shen Meng back in a disheveled state, dismissed the servants in the villa, and went straight into the bedroom.

He tossed Shen Meng onto the bed, coughing up a mouthful of blood. The last two bricks had shattered his spine; if it weren't for the powerful physique of a bloodline descendant, an ordinary person would have been paralyzed.

He rummaged through the medicine box and gave Shen Meng a simple bandage to stop the bleeding. Bloodline people have strong physical constitutions, so losing an arm is nothing to worry about. It's just that Third Master is so sensitive; he'll probably explode when he wakes up.

It's pitiful; he promised to tear apart the Li family heir, but unexpectedly, he was crippled first.

These are all minor matters; the real big deal is that the Li family's descendants are doomed.

The one-eyed old man took out his phone and dialed an unnumbered number: "Master, something terrible has happened."

A calm, deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Keep your composure, keep your composure. The bigger the matter, the more calm you need to be."

The one-eyed old man felt much more at ease, and his tone became much more relaxed. "Patriarch, the mission failed. The Li family heir is dead, and Third Master is seriously injured, having lost an arm."

"What did you say?!" The usually calm voice suddenly became shrill: "Shen Meng acted recklessly, and you acted recklessly too? Before the mission, I privately warned you countless times not to harm him, how could you do this?!"

"There were also third-party forces present at the scene, which caught us off guard." The one-eyed old man briefly recounted the events: "The other party either had a grudge against my Shen family or the Li family, and they were using someone else to do their dirty work."

The patriarch said, "If we have a grudge against the Li family, there's no need to wait for this opportunity to kill them."

After that, there was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time.

The patriarch remained silent, and the one-eyed old man dared not speak either. Faintly, he heard soft breathing and hurried footsteps.

"The head of the family?"

"Don't say anything. Take Shen Meng to Hangzhou right now, and I will arrange for Gulfstream to send you abroad."

"Master, can you hold on?" After asking, the one-eyed old man seemed to hear more hurried footsteps over there, as if many people were running around frequently.

"Fuck your mother! I'm packing my bags and getting ready to run away!" the voice cursed in a fit of rage. "What's the bottom line for this operation? Tell me, you fucking tell me! The end of the Li family's successors has never been dignified, but for the Peerless Battle Soul, as long as the bloodline continues, they can always wait for the next generation. Now the Li family is extinct, and disaster is imminent."

The one-eyed old man said, "Patriarch, you don't need to be so afraid. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. There's the Buddha's head, the Daoist Master, and Baoze. Can the Peerless Battle Soul turn the world upside down?"

"You know nothing! If you knew the true nature of the Peerless Warrior, you would never dare to say such things. Let's meet in Los Angeles, USA, and I'll settle the score with you two later."

"Everyone, get moving! Hurry, hurry, get out of the country tonight!"

The usually composed and wise patriarch has sworn several times since just now.

"Grandmother, your great-grandson has caused a huge disaster! I told you long ago he was unreliable, but you insisted on sending him out to gain experience. This time you must hold him back... What, you're going out to avoid trouble too?"

"Ignore the collateral relatives; leave them to take the blame. Quickly inform the direct descendants to meet at the main house before five o'clock. Hurry..."

The one-eyed old man silently hung up the phone, staring blankly into the deep darkness outside the window, with Shen Meng lying unconscious at his feet.