Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 125, Kill without mercy!

"Crazy, they’re all fucking crazy!" Wen Zheyang’s breathing grew ragged, so furious he almost vomited blood as he watched Wang Meng prepare to risk his life for Lin Fan. He was even willing to betray the Wen family—to betray his own master!

He stole my fiancée and cut off my family’s financial lifeline. Now, he’s even stolen my bodyguard! A torrent of jealousy threatened to burst his chest.

Wen Zheyang was uncontrollably furious, his eyes bloodshot as he pointed at Lin Fan’s group. "Miss Iguchi, do as you please! Kill whoever you want! My Wen family will bear all the consequences!"

BOOM!

His words sent a shockwave through the room. Everyone stared in disbelief before their shock turned to fury.

Has Wen Zheyang completely lost his mind? How dare he give these Sakura Country brats free rein to do whatever they want here?

"Young Master Wen, you mustn’t do this!"

"If you insist on this madness, we will have no choice but to withdraw from the procurement meeting!"

The eyelids of the pharmaceutical representatives from the North twitched uncontrollably. They were so scared they nearly wet their pants. In everyone else’s eyes, they were on Wen Zheyang’s side. If a real disaster broke out, they wouldn’t be able to explain their way out of it. It would be like falling into a pile of mud. Even if it isn’t shit, it looks like it!

"...What the hell are you afraid of? If the sky falls, my Wen family will be here to hold it up!" Wen Zheyang’s body trembled as he visibly regained a sliver of his sanity.

Damn it, if even the representatives from the North that I brought with me withdraw, then not a single pharmaceutical company will be left. This whole procurement meeting will become an empty joke, and I, the host, will become a commander without an army!

His heart lurched. Wen Zheyang suddenly regretted his impulsive words. But with so many people watching, how could he possibly take them back? Besides, his family had always indulged him, and the patriarch was especially fond of him. Even if I go a little overboard this time... it should be fine, right?

"Enough talk! Miss Iguchi, make your move!" After a brief hesitation, Wen Zheyang’s gaze hardened, and he bellowed, completely ignoring the representatives from the North, who were all shaking their heads with mournful expressions.

"Very well. Thank you, Young Master Wen," Iguchi Tama said, nodding emotionlessly. "After I avenge my brother, I will be sure to reward you handsomely."

Her gaze toward Lin Fan and the others was now brimming with lethal intent!

Lin Fan must die. And all those who supported him in his quest to destroy the Sakura Country pharmaceutical companies’ foundation—they must all die, too!

Her gaze swept over Mr. Yuan Sr., Director Shen, and Mr. Wang Sr. A faint smirk touched Iguchi Tama’s lips as she caught the gazes of several of her elite family guards and shot them a look. They understood instantly, shifting their focus to Mr. Yuan Sr.’s group.

These people are key supporters of Lin Fan. I might as well use the chaos to kill every last one of them on the spot. Wen Zheyang will clean up the mess afterward, so there’s no need to worry about escaping Haicheng.

"Good," Lin Fan said unexpectedly, a faint, cold smile touching his lips. "I’d also like to thank Young Master Wen for letting me cut loose and go on a killing spree."

A faint, cold smile unexpectedly touched Lin Fan’s otherwise expressionless face. His once-indifferent eyes turned razor-sharp, like blades that would slice anyone who dared to meet his gaze.

"Thank you, my ass! You... you... you just die!" Wen Zheyang’s face twisted in a ferocious spasm, so furious he felt his scalp would explode. Practically unhinged, he stabbed a finger at Lin Fan while screaming hysterically at Iguchi Tama. "Miss Iguchi, as long as you help me kill Lin Fan, I’ll agree to any condition you name!"

"Go! Don’t let a single one of them get away!" Iguchi Tama’s expression turned grim as she swung her hand down sharply.

WHOOSH!

With sneers plastered on their faces, dozens of elite Sakura Country Warriors surged toward Lin Fan. In a fluid motion, they drew the short swords from their waists, holding them ready. The mirror-polished blades glinted coldly, reflecting their brutal, merciless eyes.

"Stop! Take one more step and we won’t be so courteous!" Swallowing nervously, the venue’s security guards rushed forward to block the path of the Sakura Country Warriors. These were no ordinary guards; they were elites hired for the conference, most of them retired soldiers with exceptional skills and a strong sense of pride. They wouldn’t back down in fear like common security.

But despite their warning shouts, their opponents merely sneered and accelerated their charge.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The short swords sliced through the air with sharp whistles, aimed directly at the guards’ throats. The guards’ eyes widened in shock. They swung their rubber batons to block, but it was useless.

CRACK! CRACK!

The sharp swords sliced through the black batons as if they were tofu. The sheer force of the slashes was enough to cut the air and leave thin, bleeding gashes on the guards’ necks.

"Fuck, they’re all masters of Righteous Energy!" Wang Meng’s pupils contracted as he cursed instinctively.

One-on-one, he wouldn’t be afraid of any of them. But even an elephant can be killed by enough ants, let alone a swarm of attackers at the same cultivation level. A chill went down his spine. He was wary of the Sakura Country Warriors’ strength. After a moment’s hesitation, Wang Meng gritted his teeth and charged forward.

BANG!

The security guards, their faces pale, had already closed their eyes in despair as the blades descended. Just then, a tall and powerful figure rushed in, swiftly forcing back the first wave of Sakura Country Warriors.

"Fall back and protect the others!" he roared.

But before the security guards could even catch their breath, the Sakura Country Warriors charged again with sneers on their faces, instantly swarming Wang Meng. Amid the rising tension, another figure—tall and elegant in a black qipao—shot forward to join the battle. It was none other than an enraged Mrs. Xue.

"Haha! You men of the Xia Country have no backbone at all! You need a woman to protect you!"

"Pathetic! You’re not even worth the effort!" the Sakura Country Warriors jeered, erupting in laughter. Beneath their black masks, their eyes glinted with cruel mockery.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

They laughed as they pressed their frenzied attack, their short swords a blur of silver light. In moments, both Wang Meng and Mrs. Xue were on the defensive, struggling to fend off the blows. Ghastly cuts began to appear on their bodies, the crimson streams quickly soaking through their clothes.

"Lin Fan, what are you waiting for?! Do something!" Mrs. Xue cried out. Seeing him still standing there motionlessly, her smooth forehead dripped with sweat. She gasped for breath, her ample chest heaving with rage.

That bastard was all talk just a moment ago. Is he just going to stand there and watch us die?

"Alright. Time to end this," Lin Fan said, nodding. In the next instant, his figure flickered and vanished like a wisp of smoke.

He had deliberately held back to see if Wang Meng’s actions would match his words. Seeing Wang Meng’s charge, Lin Fan gave a silent nod of reluctant approval.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Several elite Sakura Country Warriors had already broken away from the main fight and were charging toward Mr. Yuan Sr. and Director Shen. But before the snarling thugs could reach their targets, Lin Fan appeared out of nowhere and sent them flying with a series of punches.

"Damn it!"

"Agh... AHHHHH!"

A volley of black-clad figures was sent flying backward, their pig-like squeals of agony echoing through the hall. Before they even hit the ground, they exploded into a fine mist of blood, leaving not a single trace behind.

Holy shit! So strong... so fucking incredible!

The onlookers, who had been trembling in fear moments before, were instantly reinvigorated. Many of the female executives’ faces paled, and they covered their mouths in astonishment, their eyes glued to Lin Fan’s powerful figure with captivated fascination.

"I was waiting for you to try something like this," Lin Fan said, his voice flat as he advanced with the casual ease of a man on a leisurely stroll. "Still using such pathetic, sneaky tactics in this day and age."

WHOOSH!

The Sakura Country Warriors attacking Wang Meng and Mrs. Xue were stunned. They instinctively fell back, their gazes fixed on Lin Fan, a mixture of rage and profound dread in their eyes. Their previously arrogant expressions were now a cocktail of shock and fear.

"Would it kill you to not be so dramatic?" Mrs. Xue snapped, seething. "Did you have to wait until we were almost beaten to death?"

Covered in wounds, she and Wang Meng retreated behind Lin Fan, panting heavily. She glared at his profile, grinding her teeth in frustration.

"...A master of mysterious energy?" Iguchi Tama said, her expression stiffening. "No wonder you’re so arrogant."

"Congratulations, you guessed wrong. Your prize is... death with no reprieve," Lin Fan retorted, ignoring Mrs. Xue’s complaint. A mocking smirk played on his lips as he disregarded Iguchi Tama’s intensely wary gaze.

BOOM!

The ground trembled as Lin Fan stomped his foot and launched himself into the air. Like a tiger uncaged, he shot toward the group of pale-faced Sakura Country Warriors.