"Haha, still daring to spout madness at this point? Die!"

Zhou Chengkun laughed wildly, an ice-cold, bloodthirsty smile appearing on his face as he shook the iron chain, releasing his grip.

"Aooo... Woof—"

"Woof woof woof—"

The two Tibetan Mastiffs drooled fiercely, glaring at Jiang Chen and his two companions with their sharp, pointed teeth exposed as if ready to pounce at any moment.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, casting a casual glance at Yan Hu: "Yan Hu, what should I do about these two little dogs glaring at me?"

"Young Master, do you want to eat dog meat?" Yan Hu grinned cruelly.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly: "The meat of Zhou Family's dogs is all smelly, not for eating! However, only a dead dog can stink!"

"Understood!" Yan Hu nodded and took a step towards the two Tibetan Mastiffs.

Zhou Chengkun's face darkened as he stared at Jiang Chen and his two companions who were still chatting and laughing; he couldn't help but speak mockingly, "Jiang Chen, I think you have no idea how fierce my two Mastiff dogs are. Next, let me enjoy a visual feast! The last time I saw my Mastiffs tear a man to shreds was two years ago. I miss it indeed!"

"Yan Hu, let him enjoy it properly!" Jiang Chen said with a light smile.

"Kill them!" Zhou Chengkun shouted loudly.

"Aooo!"

"Woof—"

The two Tibetan Mastiffs fiercely pounced toward Yan Hu.

Zhou Chengkun's eyes turned bloodthirsty and cold, imagining the scene of Jiang Chen and his two companions being torn apart in his mind.

Yan Hu glanced at Zhou Chengkun, a strange smile curling at the corner of his mouth. With a flash, he charged directly at the two Mastiffs.

Bang!

Dodging an attack from one Mastiff, Yan Hu fiercely kicked the other Mastiff in its abdomen.

Aooo...

The Mastiff was sent flying, crashing to the side, unable to get up for a while!

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

Zhou Chengkun and the others exclaimed in shock, staring at Yan Hu in disbelief.

Whiz!

A gust of wind followed; after propelling one Mastiff through the air, Yan Hu, with a backhand, directly caught the other Mastiff that had dodged earlier and thrust his waist powerfully, flinging it violently!

The Mastiff was thrown out by Yan Hu.

Aooo...

The Mastiff that had been kicked by Yan Hu showed a frightened look in its eyes, watching helplessly as its fellow Mastiff crashed into it like a meteor!

"Crack—" Both Mastiffs were slammed to the ground, their internal organs ruptured, and they bled out and died!

Zhou Chengkun and the others' jaws nearly dropped, staring dumbfounded at the two dead Mastiffs, their eyes filled with shock!

"Zhou Chengkun, how did you enjoy that? Was the visual feast to your liking?" Jiang Chen asked, looking at Zhou Chengkun indifferently.

Zhou Chengkun snapped back to his senses, looking coldly at Jiang Chen, grinding his teeth angrily, "Jiang Chen, don't be arrogant!"

"Are you all fucking watching? Attack!" Turning his head, Zhou Chengkun roared at his men.

Tap tap tap!

Over thirty men in black charged at Jiang Chen and his two companions!

Yan Hu charged at the group of men without hesitation, while Xuan Long stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Chen, coldly watching the men who rushed past Yan Hu.

Then, in less than a minute.

Bang bang bang!

In front of Zhou Chengkun's shocked gaze, more than thirty men were laid out on the ground by Xuan Long and another, failing to even reach Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's expression had remained calm from the moment he entered, his eyes indifferent like still water, showing no fluctuations as he stared straight at Zhou Cheng.

Within Jiang Chen's calm gaze, Zhou Cheng saw contempt and, unable to control his anger, he roared out, "Jiang Chen, don't be smug, Instructor Sun, please make your move!"

Whoosh!

A man jumped down from the second-floor balcony of the villa, arms crossed behind his back, looking up at Jiang Chen and his companions with arrogance.

Jiang Chen glanced at the man indifferently, a man of around forty, dressed in tailored casual formal wear, with an air of arrogance about him.

Is this a Martial Artist? If so, the Four Great Aristocratic Families should each have one or two Martial Artists!

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and then nodded slightly.

"Not bad! You've got good skills!" Instructor Sun praised as he looked at Xuan Long and the other, "Both of you have the potential for martial arts training. If you kneel and apprentice yourselves to me now, I can teach you the true martial techniques, and set you on a Martial Artist's path!"

Zhou Cheng's eyes lit up, a gleam flashing in them as he looked at Jiang Chen mockingly. In his opinion, anyone with decent skills couldn't resist the lure of becoming a Martial Artist. If he could pull these two men over from Jiang Chen's side, then wouldn't Jiang Chen be at his mercy?

Hearing Instructor Sun's words, Xuan Long's eyes flashed with a cold light, while Yan Hu's mouth curled into a sneer, a hint of disdainful killing intent spreading across his face.

For a Martial Artist, having another Martial Artist speak to them like this implied that the speaker thought they weren't worth battling, only fit to become a disciple. If a strong person said this to a weaker one, there might not be any issue. However, Instructor Sun was only a Profound Martial Artist, while Xuan Long and the other were Heavenly Peak Martial Artists.

A Profound Martial Artist daring to talk this way to two Heavenly Peak Martial Ancestors, if that wasn't courting death, what was?

Jiang Chen looked at Xuan Long and the other, then turned with pity to gaze at Instructor Sun. He had been fully informed about Martial Artists by Xuan Long and the other's desire to kill, which Jiang Chen could easily imagine.

Instructor Sun was in for it now!

"Since you're courting death, go ahead and die!" Yan Hu shouted coldly and rushed towards Instructor Sun.

"Wait!" Jiang Chen spoke up to stop Yan Hu.

Yan Hu paused and looked back at Jiang Chen, a puzzled expression in his eyes.

Jiang Chen stepped forward and patted Yan Hu on the shoulder, glancing at Xuan Long with a slight smile, "Perhaps you've always considered yourselves my subordinates, but I've never thought so. Since you've followed me, you are my brothers.

When my brothers have been insulted, I must help them get their retribution!

Moreover, you two have always been the ones to act. I'm feeling itchy to join in now. Let me do this, don't worry, I'll make sure you're satisfied!"

"Young Master, you flatter us too much!" Xuan Long and the other bowed with fist and palm together.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and turned to look at Instructor Sun.

"You? Hah, you're their Young Master? You think someone of your pampered standing can fight me? You're practically asking for death," Instructor Sun sneered at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, "I'm not any Young Master, nor do I live in luxury. As for fighting you, the one sure to die is you!"

"Boy, you've got guts!" Instructor Sun's face flushed with anger as he launched a punch towards Jiang Chen, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.

Jiang Chen's mouth formed a strange curve as he raised his fist to meet Instructor Sun's punch.

"Trying to outmatch me? I'll break your arm!" Instructor Sun shouted, putting even more force into his punch, aiming to shatter Jiang Chen's arm!

Thump!

Crack!

As the fists collided, a crisp sound of bone breaking echoed. An arm indeed got broken.

However, it wasn't Jiang Chen's arm that had snapped, it was Instructor Sun's!

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