Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Chapter 149 Escape in Disarray

Chen Dao's face showed a trace of regret as if he was disappointed that Ye Ling hadn't given him an opportunity to slaughter freely.

However, he still immediately walked up to Wang Shao and the others, eyeing the dozen or so people in front of him with disdain in his gaze.

Among the dozen, only one had the strength of a late-stage Grandmaster and was somewhat impressive. As for the rest, not even stepping into the realm of Grandmasters, they simply didn't qualify to catch Chen Dao's eye.

"Who are you? State your names!"

The butler demanded of Chen Dao.

Chen Dao glanced at him and said with a sneer, "Who we are, you're not qualified to know."

"Arrogant! Daring to break my young master's arm and still brazenly entering the eastern city, I must say you really have some nerve!"

The butler looked at Chen Dao with cold eyes before continuing, "My Wang family is one of the members of the Eastern Alliance. Have you considered the consequences of treating my young master this way?"

On hearing this, Chen Dao scoffed in disdain and said lightly, "Consequences? Why don't you enlighten me, what consequences will there be for crippling your young master?"

"Hmph! Attack! Seize these madmen!"

The butler coldly snorted and immediately gave the order.

The dozens of Martial Artists moved at his command, charging toward Chen Dao.

Only the one with the strength of a Grandmaster stood still, making no move.

He observed Chen Dao with disdain, as if looking at a clown performing.

"A bunch of garbage dares to take action!"

Chen Dao bellowed angrily.

Then, his entire being turned into a shadow as he burst into the midst of the dozen men.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A series of dull thuds continued to sound in rapid succession.

What followed were screams of agony, and the dozens of Martial Artists were sent flying out, immediately lying scattered on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the late-stage Grandmaster's face turned serious too, and he took big steps toward Chen Dao.

"I didn't expect you to be a Grandmaster as well, but isn't it quite beneath a Grandmaster to deal with them like this?"

The Grandmaster Martial Artist gazed at Chen Dao and said in a grave voice.

Chen Dao glanced at him and chuckled, "Who said I was the same as you, a Grandmaster?"

"A mere Grandmaster has the gall to speak to me with a lecturing tone?"

Before the Grandmaster Martial Artist could react, a large hand had already clasped his neck.

The hand gripped tightly like a vice, preventing the Grandmaster from struggling free, no matter his efforts.

Chen Dao continued to tighten his grip, and the terrible force kept squeezing the Grandmaster's neck.

"Next time, make sure you understand someone's strength before you try to teach them a lesson."

Chen Dao's icy voice resonated by the Grandmaster's ear.

A rush of fear of death instantly swept over his entire body, horror painted his face as he looked at Chen Dao, his eyes filled with pleading.

Chen Dao snorted but didn't forget what Ye Ling had instructed.

He immediately released his grip on the Grandmaster's neck, followed instantly by a punch to the chest of the Grandmaster Martial Artist.

"Thump!"

After a muffled sound, the Grandmaster was sent flying backward.

He crashed into Wang Shao and the butler not too far away, the three men tumbling into a heap on the ground.

"Aah!"

The movement also affected Wang Shao's shoulder, and blood immediately began pouring from it, soon soaking the bandage red as Wang Shao let out a pig-like scream of pain.

The butler, however, was not seriously injured, and after rolling on the ground a couple of times, he quickly got up. Continue your saga on empire

He looked at Chen Dao with a fear-stricken face and said with a trembling voice, "Who exactly are you?"

"I've already said, you're not qualified to know who we are!"

Chen Dao looked coldly at the butler and continued, "Our master is kind-hearted and doesn't wish for your deaths."

"Scram now, or I'll take your lives!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Dao's body burst into an intense, biting killing intent.

Enveloped by this killing intent, whether it was Wang Shao or the martial artists lying all over the ground, they instantly ceased their wailing.

Ignoring the pain in their bodies, they scrambled to their feet and ran towards the exit of the hotel.

Their faces filled with terror, they resembled rats fleeing from some horrific beast in the hotel, not daring to look back.

The butler, too, was trembling, not daring to linger any longer, and turned to run out.

"You wait for me!"

"Offend my Wang family in Dongcheng, and none of you shall leave alive!"

The butler's voice seethed with murderous intent from outside the hotel.

Chen Dao's expression shifted slightly, and he immediately prepared to chase after them to finish off these people.

"Enough, they're just a bunch of ants, not worth bothering about," Ye Ling said indifferently.

Hearing this, Chen Dao gave a cold snort and averted his gaze.

Afterwards, Ye Ling returned to the room with Su Rou. Su Rou fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed, clearly exhausted from the night's ordeal.

As Su Rou had already fallen asleep, Ye Ling tiptoed out of the room.

He carefully closed the door behind him and then went to Ye Jiu's room.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The door was quickly opened by Ye Jiu.

When he saw it was Ye Ling, Ye Jiu was about to greet him formally but got interrupted by a wave of Ye Ling's hand, "Get Chen Dao and the others, I have something to discuss with you all."

"Yes, My Lord!"

Ye Jiu immediately left.

Ye Ling then strode into Ye Jiu's room.

Scanning the room thoroughly, a faint smile played upon Ye Ling's lips.

He then walked over to the television, where he removed a pinhole camera from atop it.

"Crack!"

The camera was instantly crushed in Ye Ling's hand.

Ye Ling then seated himself on the couch.

Before long, Ye Jiu returned with Chen Dao and the others to the room.

"Take a seat, all of you!"

Upon seeing everyone, Ye Ling said.

Hearing this, they all found seats and turned their attention to Ye Ling.

"We may need to stay in Donghai for a while," Ye Ling said, as his gaze swept over them.

Everyone nodded slowly, no one spoke.

"Ye Jiu, go to the Martial Alliance and bring their leader here," Ye Ling looked at Ye Jiu and then continued, "Remember not to reveal our identities."

Hearing Ye Ling's instruction, Ye Jiu's brow furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "My Lord, if we don't reveal our identities, I fear the leader of the Martial Alliance won't come."

"Heh, you just tell him we are all Great Grandmasters, and that we are currently being hunted by the Dong Alliance," Ye Ling chuckled, then added, "If that leader of the Martial Alliance isn't a fool, he'll surely come upon hearing that."

Ye Jiu nodded, immediately standing up and leaving.

Meanwhile, the Wang family members, who had just left the hotel, encountered another group of people.

Among this group, the young man leading them was one of the individuals who had been racing with Wang Shao the night before.