Chapter 38

He realized that he was not Chen Ang's match at all.

But if he wanted to kill him? He just wanted to laugh at Chen Ang's ignorance.

In an instant, he erupted with terrifying speed.

Not only did he easily dodge Chen Ang's attack, but he then turned abruptly, wanting to flee into the distance.

"Want to run? Impossible!"

Chen Ang's gaze turned cold.

His heart stirred.

Explosive power was displayed.

His legs bent, and then he erupted.

Chen Ang was like a bullet fired from a gun barrel; the speed erupted at this moment was faster than the scar-faced man's.

In just a single breath, he actually caught up to the scar-faced man and tore out with a claw.

The aura of death permeated.

A black light flashed across mid-air...

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Swift attack.

Made the scar-faced man only able to look back and watch helplessly as Chen Ang's attack landed on his back, without any time to react.

"Ah!!"

Accompanied by a miserable scream, a bloody wound appeared on his back, the flesh and blood were torn off, and one could clearly see the spine inside, extremely hideous.

With a "bang."

The scar-faced man fell directly to the ground, his face pale, emitting painful groans.

His whole body curled up.

One could see the pain.

Chen Ang sneered, walking over step by step, his expression indifferent, but his eyes carried killing intent.

It was also because of this killing intent that the scar-faced man, even in pain, had to endure it, gritting his teeth and begging. "D-don't kill me."

Chen Ang sneered. "Give me a reason not to kill you."

Hearing this.

His face turned even paler.

A reason?

What reason could he have?

He couldn't just say he didn't want to die, right?

No.

Wait.

Suddenly.

The scar-faced man seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly said, "I-I have a secret that should be useful to you; as long as you don't kill me, I can tell you."

"A secret?"

Chen Ang raised an eyebrow; it was originally a casual remark, and he didn't expect the scar-faced man in front of him to tell him anything, but now it seems there really is an unexpected harvest.

"What secret?" Chen Ang asked directly.

Because of the severe pain coming from his back, the scar-faced man grinned and hurriedly replied, "A secret about the Xie family."

"X-Xie Kangning wants to kill you; you definitely won't let him go, right?"

"But once you dare to make a move against Xie Kangning, his father won't let you go."

"B-by then, you will definitely die too."

"But if you have this secret, it will be different."

Hearing this, Chen Ang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "According to what you say, this secret really seems very important."

"O-of course."

Chen Ang was silent for a while.

Touching his chin, he pondered.

A moment later, Chen Ang stared at the scar-faced man and said in a deep voice, "Fine, if this secret is really as important as you say, I can agree to let you go."

The scar-faced man didn't believe it so easily, but said, "Let me leave first; I have a video on my phone. After I leave a certain distance, I'll throw it to you, how about that?"

"Heh."

Chen Ang shook his head and laughed, but didn't care, saying, "Fine."

Seeing this, the scar-faced man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Enduring the severe pain, he slowly got up, stared at Chen Ang with a pale face, and slowly retreated backward.

At the same time, a phone appeared in his hand.

To prevent Chen Ang from not believing him, he specifically found a video and clicked play, making Chen Ang believe that he really had a secret.

Regarding this, Chen Ang's expression didn't change, just crossed his arms and watched the scar-faced man leave.

When the scar-faced man retreated continuously, about thirty steps away.

Whoosh.

The scar-faced man threw the phone in his hand directly at Chen Ang and then turned and ran wildly.

Just looking at the retreating back, a playful look flashed in Chen Ang's eyes.

"In a severely injured state, you can run, but how far can you run?"

The voice fell.

With a "whoosh," Chen Ang's figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had already caught the phone, and at the same time, his right Dragon Arm emerged, directly smashing a punch toward the ground, shattering the stone under his feet.

Picking up a rectangular stone like a stalactite, holding it high above his head, Chen Ang struck a throwing pose.

His gaze fixed on the scar-faced man who was still staggering and fleeing, and he grinned, revealing a cold sneer.

"Die!"

A cold word was spat out from his mouth.

The next moment, Chen Ang threw it violently.

Whoosh~

The sound of breaking air exploded.

Under Chen Ang's terrifying power, the stone pillar was like a bullet fired from a gun barrel, striking straight ahead.

At the same time.

The scar-faced man, who was relying on willpower to endure the severe pain, gritted his teeth and fled wildly into the distance.

But at this moment, he seemed to have sensed something and looked back abruptly.

And the moment he saw what was coming from behind, his scalp went numb, and a sense of suffocating death rushed toward his face.

Before he could make any move, there was a "bang" explosion.

The stone pillar struck, hitting his forehead directly.

The scar-faced man's head shattered instantly.

Chen Ang's expression was indifferent; after throwing the stone pillar, he didn't even pay attention to the direction of the scar-faced man, just held the phone and clicked on the video to watch.

In the video, it seemed to be in a dim room.

A middle-aged man sat behind a desk, holding a phone, and said calmly, "Not enough, what you gave is not enough for what my Xie family has paid."

"Heh heh heh, I don't know what the Xie family wants?"

"You should know what I want."

"So... is it power?"

The middle-aged man was silent and did not answer.