Before arriving at his destination, Yang Aotian finally got out of the car and walked slowly forward with a black aura and indifference on his face. Ximen's house used to be a large lawn. Where he passed, the originally green grass withered at an alarming rate. He was discovered when he first entered the Ximen family's territory, and two people immediately greeted him.
Ximen Kuang kept throwing everything he could pick up in the room while roaring. For the servants who were well aware of Ximen's violent temper, they were already used to it. And this is already the fourth day in a row that he has gone crazy.
Everything he had in the world of reincarnation was gone, everything was in vain. He was ridiculed by everyone, severely scolded by his father, and even the servants looked at him with a hint of schadenfreude, and all of this was because of Yang Aotian, whom he hated to the core. Since he destroyed everything he had, in the past few days, he would dream every night of a lifeless Yang Aotian holding a terrifying sickle and cutting his throat. At this time, he would be frightened out of his dream, My whole body was covered in cold sweat.
This kind of mental torture made him almost crazy, and he could only vent in various ways.
boom! He also threw the potted plant at the door of the room to the ground. Ximen Kuang was finally exhausted and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. After calming down, he suddenly heard the noise outside.
The door was pushed open, and a man rushed in in a panic. Ximen Kuang's eyes widened and he roared: "If I find Yang Aotian, I will cut him into pieces!!"
The man shook his head subconsciously, then nodded quickly and said: "We have never found him... But Yang Aotian came by himself, and... "
"What!?" Ximen jumped up from the ground violently, then rushed to his bed, took out a gun from under the pillow, and rushed out the door crazily.
From the front to the door, a large group of people gathered together, looking at the sullen Yang Aotian in horror. Every time he took a step, they would take a step back. Behind Yang Aotian, there were already more than a dozen people lying covered in black energy. They only saw Yang Aotian wave his hand, and these people fell straight down in the black air.
"Hand over Ximen Kuang. Anyone who stops me will die." He stepped forward step by step, and the deep voice from his mouth made them feel cold from head to toe.
"The second young master... the second young master has turned into a monster." A housekeeper responsible for guarding the door said with a trembling voice.
None of these people thought so. His appearance, the black energy on his body, and the terrifying method of making people fall with a wave of his hand. What is he if he isn't a monster now
"Second Young Master, don't force us, we..." A middle-aged man with a gun in his hand said tremblingly. Although Yang Aotian had mercilessly killed more than a dozen people who were close to him, none of them dared to shoot. Because although he has been expelled from the Ximen family, he is still the biological son of the family owner and the former second young master of Ximen.
"Quick, call the master of the family." A member of the Ximen family shouted while retreating. Without the order of the family leader, none of them dared to make decisions privately.
The situation was at a stalemate. No one dared to approach Yang Aotian, and Yang Aotian did not take the initiative. He just moved forward step by step, with an indifferent coldness on his lifeless face. He finally waited for this day, and he finally had the ability to recover his blood debt.
Finally, with a shout of "The master of the house is here", the relieved crowd quickly moved out of the way. Ximenye had a gloomy look on his face and hurriedly led two people over. Before he got close, he yelled and cursed: "You This beast actually dares to come back..."
When he saw Yang Aotian clearly, his voice stopped abruptly, with a look of shock on his face.
Yang Aotian finally stopped because he finally saw the man he had called his father for more than ten years again.
"Hand over Ximen Ye, or I will kill you until you hand him over." A sinister killing intent appeared on his indifferent face. Ximen Ye's appearance made him feel violent in his heart, and he no longer had the patience to do so. Wait.
"Beast, arrogant!" Ximen Kuang said with a sullen face. He suddenly saw a dozen corpses lying behind Yang Aotian, and he was even more furious in his heart under the shock. "Stop him!" Ximen Ye made a move with both hands, and the two people following him stepped forward expressionlessly. Their steady steps, sharp eyes, and heavy momentum all proved that they were definitely masters and very capable. He may have been an elite member of the special forces. An old housekeeper said quickly: "Don't get close to the second young master, you will die if you get close to him!"
There was obvious disdain in the eyes of the two men. They took action at the same time, and their bodies suddenly jumped more than two meters high, grabbing Yang Aotian one from the left and the other from the right. Yang Aotian did not shy away and stretched out his hands towards their bodies.
The hands of the two of them were like eagle talons, respectively, grabbing one of Yang Aotian's shoulders. However, they were horrified to realize that they felt as if they had caught a piece of hard fine iron, and their fingers ached with pain from the shock. And Yang Aotian's hand also grabbed their necks at a strange angle.
"Crack!"
There were two crisp sounds of bones breaking, and the two men's necks were violently broken. Yang Aotian waved his hands with a gloomy face and shook their bodies away.
Most of the people in the Ximen family took a few steps back with pale faces, subconsciously holding their necks with their hands, and were so frightened that they couldn't even scream. Ximenye's eyes narrowed sharply, and he stretched out his trembling hand to point at Yang Aotian, but he couldn't say a single word.
"Get away, get out of here!!"
A violent roar broke the deathly silence. Ximen Kuang squeezed through the crowd and saw Yang Aotian. Yang Aotian also saw him, and a terrifying ferocity suddenly appeared on his dead face.
"Yang Aotian, I was worried that I couldn't find you, but you actually came to the door yourself. It's so nice to come, hehehehe..." Ximen Kuang smiled sinisterly, and then raised his pistol fiercely.
"Young Master!" an old housekeeper shouted subconsciously.
"Kang'er, stop!" Ximenye shouted immediately after reacting.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Four loud gunshots, at such a close distance, all four bullets hit Yang Aotian's body without exception, and all of them were in the vital parts of the chest.
Yang Aotian's expression froze, but his body did not fall down. After the gunshots fell, some people at the scene sighed and shook their heads, while others breathed a long sigh of relief.
Ximen Ye gave a short sigh: "Kang'er, although he destroyed everything in your reincarnation regardless of brotherhood, he is your brother after all. How can you kill yourself..."
Ping ping ping ping ping, Yang Aotian's body still did not fall down. Four bullets fell from his body and made a crisp sound when they landed on the marble floor. They fell in their hearts again, making them horrified.
Ximen Kuang's whole body trembled twice, his eyes widened with fear. He raised his pistol again and shot at his face and body crazily...
Bang bang bang…
Ping Ping Ping Ping…
Holes were punched out one after another in Yang Aotian's clothes, revealing gray-yellow skin without any damage. What he possesses is the power of the God of Death. This power exists in the soul as a carrier and gives the body terrifying abilities. As he enters and exits the two worlds, this power also follows his soul in and out of the two worlds.
On the earth, a real god of death appeared.
After the bullets were finally fired, the gun in Ximen Kuang's hand fell to the ground, and his face became surprisingly pale, as if he had seen the most terrifying demon in the world. And everyone present was so frightened that their legs trembled... The monster, the real monster, he was not afraid of bullets... No, this is a dream, it must be a ridiculous dream!
Ximen looked at his son who was a complete stranger in astonishment.
Yang Aotian finally took action, with a ferocious smile, and waved his hand in the direction of Ximen Kuang.
As if being hit in the head, Ximen Kuang fell to the ground with a scream, and then rolled towards Yang Aotian's position as if he was being pulled severely, and was severely stepped on by him.
"What are you doing! Let go of Kuang'er!" Ximen Ye was shocked and tried to pounce on Yang Aotian, but was held tightly by his slave. Yang Aotian sneered, slowly raised his foot, and then dropped it suddenly.
With a crisp sound of "Crack", Yang Aotian stepped hard on Ximen Kuang's left wrist, causing Ximen Kuang to roar like a killing pig. This heavy kick was enough to shatter all the bones in his left hand. .
"Kang'er!" This foot was like stepping on Ximen Ye's heart. He let out a cry of grief and roared: "Why are you still standing? Kill this traitor quickly... Save Kuang'er!!"
Yang Aotian stepped down on his arm again, enjoying the broken bones and Ximen Kuang's miserable roar. What made Ximen Ye almost couldn't believe it was that no one stepped forward to try to rescue Ximen Kuang. Some of them may not be afraid of death, but there will definitely be no one who will die knowing that they are dying in vain, because Yang Aotian is not even afraid of bullets, so what can they do to save him? This is not a war-torn era. Whether they are domestic slaves or guards, they are just trying to survive in the Ximen family, and a few of them would make fun of their own lives. Those who died at the hands of Yang Aotian had set an example for them.
"You trash!!" Ximenye roared through gritted teeth.
An old butler finally stood up and begged: "Second Young Master, please let the eldest Young Master go. Although he has wronged you before, he is your brother after all."
"Brothers?" Yang Aotian slowly turned his head and said stiffly: "That's really a good brother... It's really great!!"
"Poof!" He stepped down again, stamping on Ximen Kuang's left chest. Ximen Kuang spurted a stream of blood from his mouth, his eyes bulged, and he didn't even let out a scream. At the same time, under the influence of Yang Aotian's death energy, his life was being deprived bit by bit, and every part of his body was like being cut by a knife.