Eternal Son-in-law

Hsiao Hee had broken through! He had leveled up his Foundation Stage!    

"How, how is this possible!"    

Han Feng was shocked, he couldn't believe what he saw and kept on retreating.    

Back then, when he was at the Han family, he used a lot of heaven and earth treasures, nourishing medicine, and the guidance of an expert to step into the realm of the Foundation Establishment.    

In front of him, Hsiao Hee's entire body trembled and he directly broke through?    

"No, that's impossible. You're just bluffing!"    

Han Feng crazily charged forward again, "Your cultivation is still unstable, go and die!"    

"Like I said, it's over."    

Hsiao Hee's words were still echoing in the air when he landed in front of Han Feng. He raised his hand and a palm came slamming down on Han Feng's face.    

Han Feng seemed helpless in his panic, but he was the first one to move and his body floated to the edge of the stage.    

Hsiao Hee did not stop after failing to land. The strong wind from his palm created a whistling sound.    

Boom!    

The entire ring was completely shattered by this one palm strike, directly splitting into four sections and shattering into pieces.    

All the roars stopped at this moment. Everyone looked at Hsiao Hee, who was on the stage.    

"I-I'm not dreaming, am I?"    

"He directly shattered the arena with one palm!"    

"Damn, a cannonball!"    

The crowd instantly burst into an uproar as they looked at Hsiao Hee with widened eyes.    

All of a sudden, no one else shouted, "Young Master Han, beat him to death!" The voice rang out.    

In front of the screen, all of the upper echelons of the mafia were looking at each other with faces full of shock. A strong uneasiness rose in their hearts as they knew that the storm in Jiangxia City was about to break.    

Hsiao Hee took a step forward without any hesitation and flew directly towards Han Feng.    

"You can't kill me, my Han family won't let you off!"    

Facing Hsiao Hee, who had already broken through, Han Feng was a bit harsh on the inside. He no longer had that calmness he had a moment ago.    

The corner of Hsiao Hee's mouth curled up. No matter what, an ant is still an ant.    

He didn't give Han Feng any chance to struggle. He threw out a punch, which created a hurricane visible to the naked eye and exploded into a deafening explosion.    

With a punch, the Heavenly Dipper Sovereign was shattered into pieces. Han Feng's entire body was reduced to smithereens.    

This "Great Destruction Fist Art" was the first martial skill Hsiao Hee recalled after he entered Foundation Establishment. Using the compressed spiritual energy in his body, he blasted out a storm-like pressure that could push through everything.    

Everyone was dumbfounded. In front of the screen and behind the screen, they were all staring at the punch with their mouths agape.    

Hsiao Hee retracted his momentum and stood on top of the arena, looking around at the people of the world.    

After a long time, he heaved a sigh of relief, and his robust voice sounded out.    

"My Hsiao family is back!"    

"..."    

The news of Hsiao family taking over the underground arena once again caused the entire Jiangxia, and even Jiang Nan, to become confused.    

No one would have thought that after so many years, the name of Hsiao family would actually once again appear in everyone's vision.    

"Are you sure? Is it really Hsiao family? "    

Su Guangyao frowned as he got the news immediately.    

After a long while, he turned to look at the butler who was bowing to the side.    

The butler's tone was incomparably respectful, "Yes, I heard that Hsiao Ze has returned. There was also talk about Hsiao Ze's brother who killed Han family in the fist competition and took over the fist arena."    

"Impossible!"    

Su Guangyao slammed the table, while his expression was full of uncertainty.    

Hsiao Ze was just a cripple with two broken legs. Wasn't his little brother Hsiao Hee? Hmph, even more useless!    

Could it be that there are other descendants in Hsiao family? In order to exact vengeance, a master teacher had to produce an expert?    

"Quick, get Su Yun over here. Tell her that I have something urgent to ask her!"    

Su Guangyao's guess was all the powers had to do with the guess about Hsiao family.    

After all, the destruction of the Hsiao family back then was something that was simply too huge.    

It was precisely because of this that they felt that the sudden appearance of this young man with Hsiao family was even more terrifying.    

If a master teacher really had a high disciple who came from some sect, then Hsiao family would really rise greatly.    

"..."    

The Meizei was not docked until the evening of the second day.    

Hsiao Hee walked down from the cruise with a tired expression and couldn't help but to pinch his forehead.    

Once Han Feng died, the Han family people on the ship lost their leader.    

Two Han family disciples had died in a single night. They knew that Han family would not let them off.    

Therefore, Hsiao Hee had also received the benefits of being a fisherman. Not only did he directly hand over the ownership of the boxing ring, even the staff were included under him.    

"This is too exciting!"    

Sun Yanran had never seen such a vast world. She ran down from the cruise in high spirits, grabbed Hsiao Hee's arm and leaned into his embrace.    

Hsiao Hee frowned slightly and dodged to the side.    

"Since this matter is over, why aren't you rushing back to the Sun family?"    

"No rush, no rush!"    

Sun Yanran chuckled. Seeing that Hsiao Hee was avoiding her from a distance, she pouted and angrily took Yaolyi's arm.    

"Hmph, petty!"    

Hsiao Hee ignored the crazy girl. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.    

"Skinny Monkey, where are you? You ran away? "    

"Of course not, boss. The things you've instructed me to do have been settled. He's a wealthy overseas businessman. I guarantee his safety!"    

Skinny's happy words came from the other end of the phone, then he lowered his voice visibly.    

"Boss, what kind of treasure do you want to sell?" Disclosure? "    

"Get lost!"    

Hsiao Hee cursed and hung up the phone.    

Sitting in Sun Yanran's car, Hsiao Hee and the other two returned to Jingsheng Entertainment.    

Before he even entered the door, Hsiao Hee saw the scar-faced man and the others standing at the door, looking around.    

Seeing that it was Sun Yanran's car, the knife-scarred man quickly came over.    

"Hsiao, you're finally back!"    

As they spoke, the several hulks posed for a few times, as if trying to get Hsiao Hee to notice the streamlined muscles on their bodies.    

Under Hsiao Hee's concoction, the few of them trained like crazy and were still full of energy, still having the same physique.    

It was obvious that Dao Ba had already touched the limit of what an ordinary human could reach. He began to perceive the spirit energy and was just a step away from entering the Qi Refining stage.    

At this moment, he was opening the door for Hsiao Hee while laughing. However, when he saw Sun Yanran, his face trembled.    

Hsiao Hee noticed the strange looks on their faces and found it funny.    

"What's wrong?"    

"Uh, yeah, it's Old Master Sun." The knife-scarred man scratched his big bald head in embarrassment.    

"Who?!"    

With a step on the accelerator, Sun Yanran's car came out of the parking space.    

She quickly rolled down the window and stuck her head out. With her eyes wide open, she stared at the scar-faced man and asked, "Say it again?"    

"I say, Old Master Sun is sitting in our clubhouse right now. He said he will break your legs when you come back."    

The scar-faced man was shocked by the expression on Sun Yanran's face, but he still repeated Old Master Sun's words in a stiff manner.    

Sun Yanran glanced at it and immediately tried to control the car to leave. However, a pair of large hands tightly gripped the steering wheel outside the window.    

"Hsiao Hee? "What are you doing? Let go, I suddenly thought of something urgent."    

Her voice sounded more and more lacking in confidence. Finally, Hsiao Hee pulled her out of the car, "Aiyo, aiyo, I don't want to die. Hsiao Hee, just let me go!"    

Hsiao Hee tightly held Sun Yanran's hand and expressionlessly swept his gaze over the scar-faced man.    

"Stop the car. I'll take her in."