Chapter 97: Exterminate the Enemy to the Last

Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Zhou Zinan personally presented the awards to Chen Xian and Zhang Xin, and the dance competition came to an end.

Before leaving, Zhou Zinan deliberately handed them both his business cards.

Zhang Xin clutched the precious high heels designed by Grandmaster Xie Ansheng, her face beaming with excitement and joy, as she walked together with Chen Xian toward the Lamborghini supercar.

Chen Xian had already fastened the watch worth 1.5 million yuan onto his wrist.

The two went off happily for a late-night meal.

After the meal, Chen Xian did not ride in Zhang Xin's car. Instead, he took a taxi to the hotel across from his own residential compound.

By now, the twenty mercenaries of the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group should have already infiltrated the territory of the Hua Long Federation. He had to keep a close watch on his family to ensure they came to no harm.

Chen Xian arrived at the hotel entrance. He scanned his surroundings and saw that the experts sent by Ma Tian were mostly scattered beneath his family's building, while some had already rented rooms on other floors below, keeping an eye on the outside situation at all times.

Chen Xian nodded in satisfaction. With these dozens of martial artists at the mid, late, and peak stages of Ming Jin, even if he were not present, the Hungry Wolf mercenaries would find it no easy task to lay a hand on his family.

He entered the hotel, took the room directly facing his family's apartment, and sat down by the window.

Ever since Chen Xian had merged his mind with the mysterious strange tree and cultivated the Supreme Chaos Art, his eyesight had become extraordinarily sharp—keener and more terrifying than an eagle's.

Through the window, he could clearly see his father and mother sitting in the living room, watching television and chatting, not yet asleep. His younger sister, meanwhile, was in her own room, checking the stocks.

At this moment, two phrases surfaced in Chen Xian's mind: "Time is tranquil, family is safe and well."

That was what countless ordinary people yearned for.

Chen Xian observed for a while. When nothing seemed amiss, he sat cross-legged, activated the Supreme Chaos Art, and began absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth—so thin as to be almost negligible.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed. It was the dead of night.

In the hotel, Chen Xian absorbed spiritual energy to cultivate while releasing his divine sense to monitor the area around his residential compound. Not even a single mosquito flying past could escape his extraordinarily keen perception.

Between one flutter of his eyelashes, Chen Xian's tightly shut eyes suddenly flew open. Terrifying, piercing light burst from his pupils, as though two blazing suns were concealed within his eye sockets.

"Those beasts have finally come after all!" A cold sneer curled at the corner of his mouth, his voice icy.

The moment those words fell, Chen Xian shot to his feet. His form flickered, dissolving into a trail of afterimages as he left the room.

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In the vast darkness of the night, shadowy figures drifted through the gloom like vengeful phantoms, speeding toward the residential compound.

These were the mercenaries of the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group. Their eyes glinted with ruthless malice, like a pack of bloodthirsty beasts.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared before the leading Hungry Wolf mercenary. Caught completely off guard, the mercenary nearly collided with the intruder.

Fortunately, the mercenary's martial arts cultivation was profound, his movements agile and his reactions quick. He planted his foot and halted, instantly drawing his pistol and aiming it at the figure, ready to fire.

But before he could even squeeze the trigger, a searing pain exploded in his chest. All the strength in his body seemed to drain away in an instant—he no longer had the power to press the trigger at all.

The mercenary's eyes flew wide. Only then did he see the figure clearly: a young man with a buzz cut.

The mercenary lowered his gaze and saw a bloody hole in his chest. His heart had been pierced through. The light of life faded swiftly from his eyes.

After Chen Xian dispatched the first mercenary, the remaining nineteen Hungry Wolf mercenaries behind him immediately drew their silenced pistols, intending to gun him down in a hail of bullets.

But at that very moment, their vision blurred. The scenery around them vanished. Darkness closed in on all sides, so thick they could not see their own hands. The temperature plummeted sharply—even as martial arts experts, they felt a bone-piercing chill.

Strange, eerie laughter echoed from every direction.

The Hungry Wolf mercenaries felt as though they had fallen into hell, standing frozen in place.

This was the intimidation technique from Chen Xian's Divine Thought Manipulation Secret Art, which had taken hold of the mercenaries' minds.

He cast a cold glance over the stunned mercenaries. The silver ring on his little finger emitted a faint, eerie glow and drew the first mercenary's corpse into itself.

Chen Xian's form flickered as he charged toward the mercenaries. His hands formed into blade-like palms, and he chopped down at the frozen mercenaries' necks without the slightest mercy.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Head after head tumbled from the mercenaries' shoulders like rubber balls, blood pouring freely.

But before the heads could even hit the ground, they and their bodies alike were absorbed into the storage ring's dark glow.

Chen Xian crossed a distance of fifty or sixty meters and stopped in front of a private car. As the last mercenary's head separated from his neck, the storage ring's eerie light flickered, drawing in both the severed head and the headless corpse.

And with that, all twenty mercenaries sent by the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group were slain by Chen Xian—not a single one left alive.

In the cold night, the pale moonlight fell upon him. The amber streetlamp cast a long, dark shadow across the ground, making him look like a Grim Reaper wielding a scythe.

Chen Xian turned around. Icy light that could freeze a man's heart swirled in his eyes as he gazed in the direction of T Country. A wild, unbridled smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Coldly, he said to himself: "Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group, your doomsday is fast approaching."

With that, he turned and left. He did not return to the hotel, nor did he call Ma Tian to have the guards stationed at his home withdrawn.

Because Chen Xian did not know whether the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group would send more men. Thus, for safety's sake, it was more prudent to keep those martial arts experts in the compound to protect his family.

The reason he had not let the mercenaries fire their guns and absorb the energy of the bullets was that he feared the gunshots would wake his sleeping parents.

Chen Xian did not want his parents and younger sisters to know about these bloody, violent conflicts. It would make them uneasy and afraid.

The direction he was heading now was toward Jinxiu Compound.

Before long, Chen Xian hailed a taxi and headed straight for Jinxiu Compound.

Half an hour later, he arrived at Townhouse No. 101. He gathered Xiao Yi, Xiao Er, and Xiao San, and the group traveled by car through the night to Lingshan Mountain in M City.

Because after killing the last Hungry Wolf mercenary, Chen Xian had received word relayed by the intelligence worm: Li Xiong, the leader of the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group, had already set out from M Country to return. He had purchased all the weapons and equipment he needed, and would be back at the group's stronghold in at most a day and a half.

Since all the Hungry Wolf mercenaries were returning, Chen Xian wanted to leave for T Country immediately and wipe them all out in one fell swoop, eliminating the threat once and for all.

At dawn, the taxi arrived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain in M City.

Chen Xian paid the fare, led the three kittens, and without notifying Ma Tian or the others, made straight for the mountain's summit.

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