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Seeing Lu Xuan's arrogance, Chen was so angry that he wanted to take action and subdue Lu Xuan right now.
"Lu Xuan, what are you being so arrogant about?"
Chen suddenly slammed his cane on his hand and roared angrily.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and let everyone in!"
"I want to see if Lu Xuan can kill everyone today. Today I will expose Lu Xuan's true colors."
Everything was going according to Chen Jiu's plan.
Anyway, it's a done deal that Lu Xuan killed someone in broad daylight, so whether there are one or two more lives or not makes no difference.
Why not gather people now and let ordinary people in, then use "framing" and "moral blackmail" to take down Lu Xuan directly?
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and let them in!"
After he finished speaking, there was a deathly silence.
Not only was no one speaking inside the hall, but even the bustling sounds outside vanished instantly; the world became so quiet…
It felt like I was all alone.
Chen felt a chill run down his spine and looked around in terror, only to see countless blurry faces in the hall that looked both familiar and strange.
Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his son Chen Youquan's face.
"Who should we let in? People from Chen Family Village or our subordinates from outside?"
"Aren't we here?"
Chen looked at Chen Youquan with a chill down his spine, instinctively feeling that the person in front of him was not his son.
Although the father and son are now "kind and filial," he watched Chen Youquan grow up, and the person in front of him is definitely not his son.
What's going on? Is it haunted?
A sense of boundless fear inexplicably arose in Chen Jiu's heart. A fierce glint suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he grabbed his cane and struck it, piercing Chen Youquan's heart.
Chen Youquan swayed and fell to the ground with a strange smile on his face.
“You are not my son, you are not.”
The people in the hall were startled, but soon another person appeared with a similarly eerie smile.
It was his fifth son: Chen Youli.
Chen Youli, too, wore a strange smile, as if he were wearing a mask.
"Father, what are you saying? Aren't we right here?"
"who are you?"
Chen's cloudy eyes erupted with anger, and his body seemed to gain strength out of thin air. With a flick of his cane, he pulled the other person in front of him.
He said fiercely, "Who exactly are you? Who are you all?"
"Am I not me?"
"you are not."
Chen smashed Chen Youli's head with a powerful slap, then slammed his body to the ground.
"What kind of monsters are you? Where is my son? Where are my people?"
Chen nearly went mad.
But whether inside or outside the hall, the people stood still, their faces clearly visible, yet it felt as if their features would never be discernible.
It was as if everything before my eyes was a dream, hazy and unclear.
All of them wore strange smiles and said in unison to Chen Jiu, "Aren't we right here?"
"You are all monsters, monsters."
Chen was enraged to the extreme, and went berserk, unleashing a bloodbath and ruthlessly killing everyone in the hall.
Whether inside or outside the palace, regardless of their appearance, whether they are one's own children, grandchildren, clansmen, or subordinates.
Anyone who makes a sound will be killed without exception.
But none of them moved, ran away, or made a move; they just stood there, giving Chen a strange smile.
We're all here!
Weren't you calling for us?
"You monsters, die! Die!"
Chen went completely berserk, slaughtering everyone who stood in his way until there was no one left standing.
Lu Xuan seemed to have been forgotten.
Chapter 163: Time to Wake Up
"Quickly, everyone, assemble as soon as possible."
"Everyone, get to me as soon as possible."
One after another, Wuling Hongguang vans sped over and stopped outside Chenjiazhuang.
Xu Si kicked the car door open first and jumped out before the car had even stopped.
He stopped abruptly after running only a couple of steps.
As their pace gradually slowed, Xu Si and the group of professionals behind him all stopped.
It's so quiet!
Not far away, the magnificent Chenjiazhuang was brightly lit, with its palatial buildings standing side by side, illuminating half of the night.
However, it was extremely quiet.
There was no noise from people, no human presence, no sounds of fighting or shouting, not even the crowing of roosters or the barking of dogs.
It was eerily quiet.
"Fourth Brother, something's not right!"
"Hey! What are you saying? Is it okay to be this quiet?"
"Do not talk."
Xu Si looked at Chenjiazhuang in the distance with some doubt, but still took the lead and walked towards the archway in front.
He believed in Lu Xuan's strength; there was no one or...thing in this world that could hinder Lu Xuan.
If those powerful families or the Quanxing Sect truly believed that Lu Xuan had a "weakness," they wouldn't have needed to target him; Zhao Fangxu would have been laughing his head off.
It's not up to me to rise through the ranks by taking advantage of Lu Xuan's influence.
Lu Xuan came all this way to settle scores.
From Gong Qing, from the Quanxing who died on Longhu Mountain, and from Er Zhuang's database, Lu Xuan obtained almost all the "evidence of crimes" of the families and forces in the world of supernatural beings.
Not to mention that, under the illusion of the Yellow Millet Dream, the world of supernatural beings had no secrets about Lu Xuan whatsoever.
From the moment Lu Xuan said he was going to Beijing, but first found out about Chenjiazhuang through a noodle shop, Xu Si understood Lu Xuan's intentions.
Lu Xuan plans to clean up the city, province, and region one by one.
Humans are the root of all problems; if we eliminate humans, all problems will disappear.
This is the most direct but also the most difficult way to resolve the chaotic situation, but Lu Xuan happens to have the ability to make it a reality.
Could Chenjiazhuang be gone by now...?
Xu Si took a deep breath and led his men into Chenjiazhuang.
What came into view was a dead... big yellow dog?
There's a dead chicken next to it?
Xu Si: "..."
"Damn it, not a single one of them will be spared!"
Wang Er stared blankly for a moment, then noticed the corpse of "Xiao Qiang" at his feet.
Master Lu doesn't even spare cockroaches?
Are there any more earthworms cut vertically ahead?
Xu Si hurriedly led his men inside, where they found a ground littered with corpses, but judging from the remaining qi, they were all people from Chen Family Village.
There were many ordinary people along the way, but they were all asleep, with only the occasional corpse of a member of the Chen family mixed in.
Finally, upon entering the main hall, one could see a large number of corpses lying in the distance, and the sounds of fighting and shouting seemed to come from inside the hall.
Xu Si quickly led his men inside.
Before his eyes lay a pile of corpses that clearly did not fit Lu Xuan's "dismemberment style," and it looked as if a large group of people had killed each other.
Lu Xuan was sitting at the table, watching with great interest an old man who looked like he was about to die, fighting like a madman against the remaining few equally frenzied people.
They seemed to have lost their minds, abandoning all techniques and even their internal energy, fighting directly with the most direct claws, teeth, hands, and feet of wild beasts, looking just like wild animals.
Most importantly, Xu Si recognized all of those people.
The old master of Chenjiazhuang Village—Chen Jiu.
Chen Hai, a local real estate developer and a member of a collateral branch of the Chen family.
Zhang Liu, the person in charge of the sub-district of Nadutong in this city.
Each of them is a big shot in the city's supernatural community; they are either members of the Chen family or have conflicts of interest with the Chen family.
But at this moment, these people are killing each other like madmen.
Xu Si could even tell from the wounds that many people present, including Chen Jiu's few identifiable sons, seemed to have died at Chen Jiu's hands.
And the one who started all of this was Lu Xuan.
Now they're just watching and drinking tea...
Is this another "Yellow Millet Trick"?