Godly Conceited Son-in-law

After receiving Lin Changtian's order, the high-spirited Yang Ziyi led seven to eight of his favorite brothers and headed towards Bu Zhengjing's territory.    

Standing at the entrance, his heart was filled with emotions. He couldn't calm down. He had already loved Lin Nian for over twenty years. If Lin Changtian really wanted to betroth Lin Nian to him, then it would truly be a blessing in disguise.    

From then on, not only did he, Yang Ziyi, soar to the heavens in a single leap, he even obtained such a beautiful and virtuous wife.    

Thinking of this, Yang Ziyi couldn't help but laugh out loud. The brothers behind him looked at his strange appearance. Although they were puzzled, none of them dared to utter a word.    

Yang Ziyi withdrew his smile and regained his composure. He looked at the conspicuous signboard in front of him and inwardly, he despised it. Finally, his gaze landed on the main door.    

"Brothers, the boss of Santiago has the audacity to abduct Miss Lin. Today, let's show him some colors! "    

As soon as he finished his words, someone squeezed his head out and asked, "Brother Yang, according to what I heard, the owner of this' Santiago 'has an' eagle 'backing him."    

"Hmph, I don't care if he's a 'hawk' or a 'vulture'. Our mission today is to successfully rescue Miss Lin. If we are unable to complete our mission, then we will not need to return to the Lin Family. "    

Hearing this, the people in front of Yang Ziyi instantly became cold. They stopped talking and lowered their heads.    

"Of course, no one needs to worry too much. So far, they have no idea that we have begun to act. Therefore, we can split up the troops and sneak in. Not only that, the head of the Lin Clan had already spoken. Whoever could successfully save Miss Lin would be his benefactor. Think about it, what was the concept of being recognized by Lin Changtian? This is a good opportunity to rise to the heavens and change my fate! "    

After Yang Ziyi said this, the other brothers finally felt a bit relieved. The expressions on their faces eased up a lot.    

"Listen to my orders, split into two groups and start moving. The first group will be preparing at the back. The second group will follow me and progress to the capital! "    

Soon, the group was divided into two teams as Yang Ziyi had told them. However, when Yang Ziyi led his team into the lobby of Santiago's first floor, he was stunned by the shocking scene before him.    

"Brother Yang, this …"    

Yang Ziyi half squatted on the ground. His hand was stained with blood. He then placed it on his nose and smelled it. His sharp, paint-like eyebrows were tightly-knit, as if there was something hidden in his heart.    

"This is human blood, and it hasn't solidified yet. From the looks of it, there has just been an intense battle here! "    

"Brother Yang, do you think our actions were exposed?" That's why that grandson used this move! "    

Yang Ziyi rested his chin on one hand and frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he said, "That shouldn't be it. Our actions are a bit rushed. It's impossible for them to prepare so quickly!"    

"Then what is going on?"    

Yang Ziyi looked at the blood stain and saw that it extended all the way to the staircase. On the handrail, a large area was dyed red with blood.    

"Let's go up and take a look!"    

After saying that, Yang Ziyi took out his personal dagger and carefully moved towards the second floor.    

"..."    

The Fire God picked a group of powerful cultivators and led them to the eerily quiet third floor.    

As soon as he entered the third floor, he was met by a blinding ray of sunlight. The light dazzled everyone, to the point that even the members of the squad reflexively covered their eyes with their hands.    

At this moment, the Fire God suddenly felt waves of murderous intent rush towards him. Through his fingers, he saw strong men in black suits holding truncheons. In the blink of an eye, these people arrived in front of them.    

"Oh no, there's an ambush!"    

"Although the Fire God tried his best to warn his brothers, it was to no avail." Before the brothers from Madmen Clan could even react, the baton that was as thick as an arm swung down with its head covered.    

In just a short while, the entire staircase of the third floor was filled with miserable wails. Apart from a small portion of them who successfully dodged the attack, the majority of them were hit by the police baton and rolled down. Their heads, knees, and arms were all covered in blood and gore.    

The sound of the stairs attracted Guan Yang's attention. He frowned as he saw the Fire God, who had no other choice but to retreat.    

The Fire God came up to Guan Yang with a face full of dust and said in a low voice: "Young Master Guan, I was wrong in commanding and caused my brothers to suffer."    

Hearing this, Guan Yang slightly raised his eyebrows, his face full of seriousness.    

"Fire God, no one could have predicted that Bu Zhengjing would have such a sinister method up his sleeve. It's not your fault."    

"But, Young Master Guan …"    

Without waiting for the Fire God to finish speaking, Guan Yang waved his hand and said with a serious face, "Pick five or six smart brothers for me. I'll lead them in a charge!"    

The Fire God looked at Guan Yang. Although he was a bit regretful, he had messed up this matter. Therefore, he could only helplessly shake his head. Following Guan Yang's instructions, he went to find a few powerful martial brothers.    

Guan Yang looked at the few people the Fire God had brought. Each one of them was strong and full of spiritual energy. They had quite a bit of intelligence and looked very smart. He nodded in satisfaction and turned around.    

"You must follow me closely, or else it's very possible that you won't see the sun tomorrow!"    

Hearing this, the five of them respectfully nodded their heads and followed closely behind Guan Yang.    

The staircase was still as quiet as it was before. But now, it was no longer the same as before.    

Guan Yang circulated the spiritual energy in his dantian and formed a faint spiritual energy shield around his body. Then, he waved his hand and took out a wooden board from the air.    

A trace of a devilish sneer slid across Guan Yang's thin, cold lips. His laziness carried a hint of coldness. At the staircase, he suddenly pointed at the wooden board that had been floating in the air just a moment ago, and it instantly flew up the stairs.    

"Clang!"    

After a crisp sound, a few shadows charged over. At this moment, the corner of Guan Yang's mouth slightly raised, revealing a complacent smile.    

"The young master fishes, the willing one seizes the bait!"    

As soon as his voice fell, he pushed off with the tip of his feet and his whole body shot toward the few shadows on the stairs like a bullet that had been fired from a gun.    

Soon, a strong man in a black suit was thrown down. By the time he stabilized himself, he could already feel the piercing gazes from all around. He knew that he had fallen into a wolf's lair.