Divine Doctor and His CEO Wife-Chapter 95 Like a Killing God!

BANG!

The door was kicked open.

Chen Xiao pocketed his phone, his icy gaze sweeping across the room.

Indeed, Jiang Tianyi and the others were all here. That woman hadn’t lied to him!

Feeling his gaze, Jiang Tianyi and his group felt their hair stand on end.

"You... how did you get in? We set up an inescapable dragnet outside!"

Chen Xiao’s voice was cold. "Of course, I walked in."

Jiang Tianyi had indeed arranged for many people to patrol the area, but Chen Xiao hadn’t come through the main gate. He had scaled the wall, silently taken down two men, and headed straight for the central villa to save time. Unexpectedly, Jiang Tianyi’s suicidal phone call then saved him the trouble of searching room by room.

"Protect me! Protect me! Hurry, come and protect me!" Jiang Tianyi shrieked in terror.

Qin Zihao glared fiercely at Chen Xiao. "Chen Xiao, do you think coming here changes anything? Let me tell you, dream on! Young Master Jiang set a trap here for you long ago!"

"Hahaha! That’s right, it’s even better that you came. This will be so much more fun for us! In a little while... we’ll play with your wife right in front of you and show you what it means to wish you were dead!"

Xiao Han didn’t speak but sneered continuously. They weren’t afraid of Chen Xiao showing up—they were afraid he *wouldn’t*.

After all, Jiang Tianquan had laid an ambush with two or three Martial Arts Grandmasters, just waiting for Chen Xiao.

What did it mean to be a Martial Arts Grandmaster?

In Jinling, they were honored guests of the major families! In a small place like Yuncheng City, they were top-tier experts who could reign supreme.

Sure enough, as Jiang Tianyi’s shouts echoed, several powerful auras began rapidly approaching.

Chen Xiao naturally sensed their presence as well. However, these people weren’t even worth his notice.

SWOOSH!

Three formidable auras instantly flooded the room. The newcomers were two elderly men and one middle-aged man, all of whom stared coldly at Chen Xiao.

One of them was Chen Shu.

"Quick! Seize him!" Jiang Tianyi shouted in fear. Seeing the three Grandmasters arrive, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how powerful Chen Xiao was, Jiang Tianyi refused to believe he could defeat three Grandmaster-level experts.

Chen Shu’s expression was solemn. "Be careful. This kid is no simpleton!"

The other two were disdainful. "You’ve really gone soft in your old age, getting scared of a mere boy! Do you think everyone is like Young Master Jiang, a heaven-sent prodigy?"

Even in Jinling, a city teeming with experts, the three of them were in a league of their own. Why would they fear some upstart kid?

Zhang Yaoyang scoffed, "Chen Xiao, it looks like you won’t be acting so arrogant today."

He could already picture the scene: Chen Xiao, forced to watch as they toyed with Luo Qingli, his eyes ready to burst with powerless rage.

Xiao Han sat on the bed, his expression playful. "Chen Xiao! How about you share your last words now? I’m afraid you won’t get a chance later."

Chen Xiao shook his head. "You think these clowns can touch me? Today, not even God himself could save you!"

"CLAP, CLAP, CLAP!" Qin Zihao applauded. "Excellent! What a magnificent boast! I’d like to see how tough you act in a moment. Don’t worry, we’ll be gentle with Luo Qingli... right in front of you."

The men all burst into lewd laughter.

The three Grandmasters closed in, step by step.

One of them launched an attack as swift as lightning, his fist striking out like a dragon, aimed straight at Chen Xiao’s chest.

Chen Xiao threw a punch of his own.

CRACK!

The elder’s entire arm shattered, exploding into a mist of blood.

"How is this possible?!"

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.

SPLAT!

With a wet crunch like a watermelon being smashed, the elder was killed instantly, his brains splattering across the floor.

Chen Xiao rushed toward the remaining two.

Terrified, Chen Shu drew his sword. A cold light had barely flashed before he felt his hand go empty.

"I told you... your sword... is too slow!"

A cold line appeared on Chen Shu’s neck. A spray of blood burst forth as he clutched his throat and collapsed, stiff as a board.

The last Grandmaster’s arrogant expression had vanished, replaced by endless panic. His aged body trembled uncontrollably.

Chen Xiao’s gaze swept over to him.

THUD!

He dropped to his knees and began kowtowing frantically. "Young Hero, have mercy! Spare my life...!"

Chen Xiao’s kick exploded his head, sending his headless body flying into the wall before sliding to the floor.

Dead silence descended upon the room. The thugs who had followed them in threw down their weapons and fled in disarray.

Inside the room, the four men trembled uncontrollably, wracked by a fear so profound it rattled their very bones.

His expression like ice, Chen Xiao walked back, sword in hand, his gaze falling upon the four men.

Jiang Tianyi was the first to break. His knees slammed onto the floor with a deafening thud. "Young Master Chen! Lord Chen! It was my fault! I was just joking with you! Please, just treat me like a fart and let me go!"

Chen Xiao, a veritable god of slaughter, had utterly shattered his courage.

The other three, having already wet themselves in terror, scrambled to kneel and beg for mercy, kowtowing so hard their foreheads began to bleed.

"To forgive you is God’s job. Unfortunately, I am not God." Chen Xiao’s gaze was glacial. "Now, it’s time to settle this account."

"Who should I start with?"