Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

A middle-aged man seated in the center of the room. His Source Power Level was Level 8 of True Rank and he was hugging two women who were wearing revealing clothes and had a voluptuous figure. He was tasting fine wine.    

    

It was Sikong Lei.    

    

Sitting around the round table were seven or eight people, and all of their Source Power Level s. Only an old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who was closest to Sikong Lei, had the strength of the first level of True Rank.    

    

"Qin Lang, you dare trespass into my Thunder Hall? Are you tired of living!?" Sikong Lei threw his wine cup and stood up. Although he was surprised, he was not afraid.    

    

The sharp-tongued old man Di Peng also drew two narrow swords at the first moment. He was certain that Qin Lang was alone and would not dare to come here.    

    

"Everyone else get lost as soon as possible and don't get in the way here." Li Baishi walked in with a face full of hostility.    

    

Shen Lang and Que De, who were wearing masks, followed him.    

    

"Since when does Wolf Head Mountain have four True Rank?" Di Peng trembled in fear.    

    

"Old Di, stay behind, everyone else can leave. You guys are not the opponent, don't cause unnecessary casualties." Sikong Lei said slowly as he stared at Qin Lang.    

    

When there were only six people left, Qin Lang looked at Sikong Lei and Di Peng and said, "Sikong Lei, I came here tonight to teach you a lesson. Originally, we didn't care about the current situation, but you bullied your subordinates to bully my brothers, stole my goods, and even injured more than a dozen of my men. I have to settle this debt with you. I won't waste any more time talking to you. Old Li, quickly take care of Di Peng, and then we will take care of this old guy together! "    

    

As soon as Qin Lang finished speaking, he rushed towards Sikong Lei.    

    

Sikong Lei stood still and flipped up the table!    

    

Qin Lang shattered the table with a single punch, raised his knee to block Sikong Lei's sneak attack and smashed down towards Sikong Lei with vigorous fists!    

    

At the same time, Li Baishi also attacked Di Peng.    

    

The difference in strength between the two of them was huge, but Di Peng did not fight with Li Baishi. He ran around the room at an extremely fast speed, yet Li Baishi was still unable to catch him.    

    

"Shen Lang, let me play with Sikong Lei." Que De said to Shen Lang in a low voice, "You just have to decide what to do on your own."    

    

"Alright, be careful not to kill Sikong Lei. Otherwise, Old Qin will be in big trouble." Shen Lang said.    

    

"Don't worry." Que De strode towards Sikong Lei and picked up an iron pestle from the weapon rack beside him.    

    

Sikong Lei and Qin Lang were evenly matched, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who was stronger.    

    

However, when Sikong Lei caught sight of a fat guy walking over with a metal pestle in his hand, he panicked and unconsciously slowed down, gradually being suppressed by Qin Lang.    

    

Que De stood not far away and did not rush forward. However, when Sikong Lei approached him, the metal pestle specifically aimed at his hands and feet, hitting him accurately and ruthlessly.    

    

Originally, Sikong Lei had already needed to use all his strength to deal with Qin Lang, but now, with a fatty of True Rank standing by the side, who was ready to beat him up, Sikong Lei was immediately in a miserable state.    

    

Qin Lang also found out Que De's strategy, so he intentionally forced Sikong Lei towards Que De. Que De also knew how to seize the opportunity, hitting the metal pestle so hard that Sikong Lei became bruised all over.    

    

Soon, Sikong Lei showed his dejection, but the more Qin Lang fought, the more excited he became. Very quickly, he hit Sikong Lei a dozen times.    

    

Suddenly, Que De saw the opportunity and viciously threw his metal pestle at Sikong Lei's chrysanthemum, twisting it fiercely!    

    

Sikong Lei shouted and his whole body quivered. Qin Lang seized the opportunity and his big fist, which was as big as a claypot, landed on Sikong Lei's face and body without any hesitation.    

    

All of a sudden, Sikong Lei was beaten until blood spurted out from his nose and he continuously retreated. Soon, he was no longer able to resist and was smashed into the ground by Qin Lang's punch.    

    

"Brother Mead, well done. Take a break. I'll do the rest myself." Qin Lang gave Que De a thumbs up, took the metal pestle from his hand, and viciously smashed it towards Sikong Lei who was on the ground!    

    

"Bang, bang, bang ~ ~ ~"    

    

Qin Lang smashed the rod onto Sikong Lei's body. From time to time, the sound of bones breaking could be heard.    

    

However, Qin Lang did not hit Sikong Lei relentlessly. He carefully avoided Sikong Lei's vitals and controlled his strength well. He would not let Sikong Lei suffer any internal injuries.    

    

After fighting for more than half an hour, the metal pestle in Qin Lang's hand was broken off. Then, he stopped and picked up a packet of tissues on the ground and took out a bunch of beads of sweat that had been wiped off his forehead.    

    

Sikong Lei was bruised all over. His face was bruised and he could no longer keep his eyes open. He looked like he had gained two rounds of weight.    

    

"I'm so tired!" Qin Lang said while gasping for air. He turned around and found that Di Peng's face was swollen, blood was flowing out from the corner of his mouth. Di Peng was even hanging up.    

    

Li Baishi and Shen Lang were each holding a bottle of wine and smoking a cigarette as they squatted at the entrance, drinking and chatting.    

    

"I say you two!" Qin Lang threw the tissue in his hand over, "I'm so tired here, and you two even drank it!?"    

    

"Big brother, we are not here to stop you just because you are happy." Li Baishi chuckled and said, "What's more, the outcome is already decided, what's the point of us interfering?" We were not idle either, didn't we beat up Di Peng? "    

    

In fact, Li Baishi was the only one chasing after Di Peng the whole time. Shen Lang only used some broken pieces of the table to hit Di Peng a few times, knocking him over a few times.    

    

On the other hand, Li Baishi considered the task of dealing with Di Peng as a joint effort on their part.    

    

People divided into groups. As a loyal boss, the people under Qin Lang's command were also emotional.    

    

"One is at the fourth level and the other is at the fifth. With your strength, you two took down a cowardly bastard at the first level of True Rank, and now you're so proud of it?" Qin Lang said, "Let's go back and have a good drink. Don't drink the horse piss here."    

    

"Brother Lang, how should we deal with this Sikong Lei?" Shen Lang walked over and asked.    

    

"Isn't it done?" Qin Lang said, "It is to avenge my brothers and make them vent their anger. Their goal has already been achieved and they can all get a good night's sleep. Don't worry, he won't die. He will just have to lie down for a few days. "Let's go, let's go."    

    

Qin Lang waved his hand and walked out of the main hall.    

    

Shen Lang turned Sikong Lei around and pretended to check his injuries. Then, he quickly said in an extremely soft voice: "Go back and tell Sikong Xuan that someone from the Kunlun Ruins has come to send her a letter of rest. Tell her not to forget the one year agreement. Also, you better not offend Qin Lang in the future. Otherwise, your Sikong Family will only become a tablet in the future. "    

    

As he finished speaking, Shen Lang deliberately revealed a trace of Qi. Sikong Lei, who was already drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes a little bit, revealing a shocked and terrified expression.