Apocalypse: The Primordial Pearl Recognizes Its Master, Starting with Infinite Space

Lin Chen frowned and leaned back on the sofa. He hadn't expected that after spending the whole day with Qin Yi and the others, these rabbits would get away.

With a snap of their fingers, their eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Chen Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically. He turned to look at Chen Huaisong, his lips trembling, "What...what did you just say?"

Chen Huaisong's face was even worse than his, veins bulging on his forehead, and his voice trembled: "Brother, I don't know..."

A woman in her fifties said in a trembling voice, "Brother Huaisong, you just revealed where Haoyu and the others went..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huaisong was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale as he looked at Chen Huaiyuan, his lips trembling as he stammered, unable to utter a word.

The two exchanged a glance, then looked at Lin Chen, their eyes filled with fear.

At this moment, Lin Chen stood up, cracked his neck, and glanced at everyone: "Gentlemen, let's not waste any more time and get started!"

Suddenly, a group of fully armed people rushed in from outside. Many of these people were the assassins raised by the Chen family.

As for those who weren't deeply involved, they had already secretly run away, and the Chen family didn't dare leave behind a group of people who might turn against them at any time.

Lin Chen stood up, cracked his neck, and glanced indifferently at the crowd: "Gentlemen, let's not waste any more time and get started!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the living room door was violently kicked open.

A large group of people rushed in, all fully armed, carrying guns, knives, and shields, exuding the ruthlessness of desperate criminals.

The crowd surrounded Lin Chen, and seeing this, Chen Huaiyuan seemed to have grasped at the last straw.

He said, blustering but weak, "Mr. Lin, our Chen family also has five S-level experts! Don't force us!"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow slightly: "Five S-rank? That's pretty impressive, isn't it?"

He turned to look at the group of people behind him, and beckoned to the burly man at the front: "Come at me all at once!"

The burly man was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, raised his long knife, and charged forward.

In a flash, Lin Chen was already standing in front of him.

A hand grasped his longsword and gently bent it, breaking the blade in two.

The burly man's pupils contracted sharply, and he loosened his grip on the knife handle, intending to back away.

Lin Chen didn't give him a chance.

A punch landed squarely on his chest, the sound of bones shattering clearly audible. The burly man flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through the glass door of the living room and crashing into the hallway outside. He rolled a few times and then lay motionless.

"Attack together!" someone shouted sharply from behind.

The remaining Deadpools didn't hesitate any longer and pounced on them all.

Sword flashes, gunfire, and supernatural energy bursts in the living room; tables and chairs overturn, chandeliers sway, and crystal shards fall like rain.

Lin Chen did not back down. He charged into the crowd like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep.

With one punch, Deadpool's sternum collapsed, sending him flying backward and knocking over three people behind him.

With one kick, another Deadpool's kneecap shattered, and he screamed as he fell to his knees, only to be trampled over by the people behind him.

Someone swung a knife at him from the side, but Lin Chen didn't even turn his head. Instead, he slapped the blade with his backhand, shattering the long sword into pieces. The broken blades spun and flew in all directions, causing people around to fall and tumble.

Someone created distance and fired a burst of shots.

Bullets whistled through the air. Lin Chen swayed slightly as all the bullets grazed past him, leaving a row of bullet holes in the wall behind him.

He cast a lightning spell above the gunman's head, and then turned him into a human-shaped charred corpse.

The battle lasted less than three minutes.

The living room was filled with people lying haphazardly, their groans and howls mingling together, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

Lin Chen stood amidst the corpses, not a drop of blood on his body.

He looked down at his fist, then at the people scattered on the ground, and scanned his surroundings. Only the direct descendants of the Chen family and less than a dozen assassins remained.

Lin Chen smirked: "Why did you stop? Keep going!"

The few Deadpools still standing at the door had weak legs and pale faces, holding guns but unable to pull the triggers.

They exchanged a glance, and then, without knowing who turned around first, threw down their gun and ran.

But they were only halfway there when Yuanzi, who had somehow blocked their way outside the door, smashed them into mincemeat.

The living room fell silent.

Lin Chen turned around and looked at Chen Huaiyuan, who was slumped in a chair.

Chen Huaiyuan's face was paler than a corpse, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word. The direct descendants of the Chen family behind him dared not breathe, some of their faces already frosted with white, looking at Lin Chen with fear.

Some people closed their eyes, unable to watch, seemingly resigned to their fate. Others had already fainted from fright.

Lin Chen walked up to Chen Huaiyuan, looking down at him: "Patriarch Chen, is there anything else you wish to say?"

Chen Huaiyuan opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and squeezed out a hoarse voice: "Sigh... In the end, I was too greedy. I knew this day would come before the apocalypse. I thought I had escaped this calamity, but I never expected..."

Lin Chen nodded, used his foot to pick up a long knife from beside him, and slashed it across Chen Huaiyuan's neck.

He turned to look at the remaining direct descendants of the Chen family, and slashed at them one by one with his long sword. With that, the core members of the Chen family were completely wiped out!

As for the Chen family members outside, they will be dealt with by Li Ya and the Liu and Li families.

He walked out of the living room, came to Yuanzai's side, and rode Yuanzai northeast.

As he walked, he took out his communication device and reported home: "Xiaoya, I'm going to the Northeast... to nip it in the bud... Did you catch Chen Huaijun from Shandong Province?... You handle it."

"Sister Yun, I'm going to Northeast China. Please take good care of the family."

"Feifei, the Chen family is all cleaned up, you can proceed with your work now... Chen Huaiyong? You can handle that yourself."

After informing Qin Yi and Qin Lu, Lin Chen rode Yuanzai northeastward.

Yuanzai headed north, entered the Hebei Plain, passed through the First Pass Under Heaven, and soon entered the Northeast Plain.

On the snow-covered wilderness, one can occasionally see abandoned villages and frozen corpses; the world is utterly silent.

Lin Chen rode on Yuanzai's back, closing his eyes to rest. He hadn't encountered anyone from the Chen family along the way, and he had thought he would catch them halfway through.

Yuanzai ran for nearly two hours before entering the territory of Shenyang City in Liaoning Province.

The sky had already darkened, and the gray clouds hung low. It was much colder here than inside the pass.

Lin Chen took out his communicator and dialed the communication band he had obtained from Commander Zhao on the way. This was the contact information of an old acquaintance in the Northeast Military Region. He had a past relationship with Commander Zhao before the apocalypse and was an upright and trustworthy person.

The communicator rang a few times before a deep voice answered, "Who is this?"

"Lin Chen. Commander Zhao asked me to see you."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then the voice became noticeably warmer: "Lin Chen? Old Zhao just spoke to me. Where are you?"

"We're already in Shenyang. I want to ask about someone."

"you say."

"The son-in-law of the Chen family served in the Northern Military Region before the apocalypse, and his surname was Sun."

"Are you talking about Chen Huaiyuan's brother-in-law, Sun Desheng?"

"It's him."

A sigh came from the other end: "Sun Desheng wasn't exactly clean before the apocalypse. He was always up to no good. He was originally in the Eastern Theater Command, but Old Zhao looked down on him back then. The Chen family used their connections to send him to my side. Now that the apocalypse is here, he's even more lawless. He's already taken over Iron City on his own."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Iron City? I understand, thank you."

"You're too kind. Mr. Lin, you must come to Shenyang to see me after this is all over."

Lin Chen replied, "No problem."

He then hung up the communicator and headed towards Iron City.