708: Chapter 708 See? They won't dare to fight!

However, before Kim Zhilong and his son could react, Park Hyang-ho and his two companions vanished from the spot in a flash without a word.

Kim Zhilong's pupils contracted sharply. Just as he was about to speak, a hand clamped onto his shoulder.

"What are you doing?!" Kim Zhilong struggled desperately, only to find that the hand was like iron, unmoving.

"Let go of me! You bunch of turncoats! Let go!"

"Aish!"

Beside him, Kim Tianyou was unceremoniously hoisted up like a chick by another grey-robed elder, his legs kicking wildly in the air, his face filled with terror.

Park Hyang-ho pressed one hand on Kim Zhilong's shoulder while keeping the other behind his back.

"Chairman Kim, stop struggling."

"I said, those who understand the times are wise."

"Even if you call an entire army group today, it will be useless."

Kim Zhilong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with venom.

"Do you think that just because you've captured me, the army won't dare to fire?"

"You are too naive!"

"I've already told them..."

"As soon as something happens to me and my son, they are to raze this place to the ground!!!"

Ye Chen laughed upon hearing this.

The laughter was light, yet it sent shivers down Kim Zhilong's spine.

"Raze it to the ground?"

"Chairman Kim, this hotel is property of your Kim family, right?"

Kim Zhilong was stunned, wondering why he was suddenly asking this.

Ye Chen continued: "Since it's your Kim family's property, you can raze it to the ground all you want. It's not like it's mine."

"You..."

Kim Zhilong's face turned the color of liver.

Ye Chen waved his hand dismissively, looking completely unconcerned.

"Besides, even if you blow this place into a crater, what does that have to do with me?"

"Killing you is as easy as turning over my hand."

"Your men trying to capture me..."

"Is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"People from the USA and Northern Europe couldn't do anything to me, do you think you're worthy?"

Kim Zhilong: "???"

Ye Chen continued: "I don't know if your South Korea has anyone behind it in the Kunlun Ruins, but I'm not even afraid of the Bai family, one of the Five Great Families. Who gave you the courage to challenge me?"

Kim Zhilong: "???"

Ye Chen shrugged: "You don't actually think you can easily crush the Bai family, do you? If so... then your South Korea truly is the origin of the universe."

Kim Zhilong: "???"

His mind exploded with a buzz.

Kunlun Ruins? The Bai family?

Was this young man talking about the Bai family, one of the Five Great Families of the Kunlun Ruins?

Although his Kim family dominated South Korea, compared to the Kunlun Ruins, they weren't even considered ants.

Those existences were terrifying powers that truly stood above the secular world; any one of them sent out could wipe his Kim family out of existence.

But what did Ye Chen say?

He wasn't even afraid of the Bai family?

Kim Zhilong's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared fixedly into Ye Chen's eyes.

Those eyes were too calm.

So calm that it didn't seem like bragging or bluffing, but rather stating a fact.

Kim Zhilong swallowed, the vague sense of unease in his heart growing stronger.

He suddenly realized a problem...

From the very beginning, he had never truly investigated the background of this young man.

He only knew that Ye Chen was the Chief Instructor of the Dragon Group, with a formidable reputation internationally.

But could the identity of Dragon Group Chief Instructor really allow a young man in his early twenties to remain unfazed in the face of a tank army's encirclement?

Impossible.

Unless what stood behind him was even more terrifying than the Dragon Group.

The Kunlun Ruins.

These three words were like three ice picks, stabbing fiercely into Kim Zhilong's heart.

Ye Chen couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him anymore; he turned around and took Bing Lan's hand.

"Let's go, wifey."

"Just rest assured and wait to take over a chaebol group."

Bing Lan looked helpless but allowed him to hold her hand as they walked toward the hotel exit.

Park Hyang-ho and the other two exchanged glances, then followed closely behind, escorting Kim Zhilong and Kim Tianyou.

Kim Tianyou's legs had long since turned to jelly. He was dragged along by the grey-robed elder like a dead dog, his crotch soaked, emitting whimpering cries.

Originally, he thought that with his dad here, the situation could be changed.

But he hadn't expected...

The situation to become even more dangerous!

Kim Zhilong tried to struggle, but with Park Hyang-ho's hand pressing on his shoulder, he felt as if he were being crushed by a mountain; let alone running, he couldn't even move a finger.

However, as they passed the group of kneeling guests, Ye Chen didn't even stop.

Bing Lan, however, glanced sideways at them and spoke indifferently.

"You may leave."

Those few words fell into the guests' ears like the sound of heaven.

"Thank you, Miss Bing!"

"Thank you, Instructor Ye!"

"Saved! Finally saved..."

The guests were as if granted amnesty.

A few had weak legs and ran out supporting each other, not even stopping to pick up their shoes when they fell off.

A middle-aged man in a white suit rushed to the elevator, found it had stopped, and without a word, turned and dashed for the stairwell, scrambling down.

Others just collapsed on the ground, clutching their chests and gasping for breath, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Tonight's ordeal was enough to give them nightmares for a lifetime.

Ye Chen's group walked out of the hotel entrance.

The night wind hit them, carrying the chill of early autumn, causing Bing Lan's hair to flutter slightly.

In the plaza in front of the hotel, the lights were blinding, and engines roared.

A full hundred main battle tanks were lined up in a fan shape, their barrels aimed squarely at the hotel entrance.

Behind the tanks, three hundred self-propelled artillery pieces had completed final firing preparations.

In mid-air, twelve armed helicopters hovered, the gale whipped up by their rotors blowing fallen leaves across the plaza.

On the surrounding streets, five thousand elite special forces, fully armed with live ammunition, had completely surrounded the hotel.

With this kind of formation, let alone one person, even an entire army couldn't break out.

The tank commander stood on the turret of the foremost tank, holding binoculars, his face livid.

He saw Kim Zhilong and Kim Tianyou.

He also saw Kim Zhilong's expression of anger and fear, and Kim Tianyou's appearance, which was already paralyzed with fright.

His brows furrowed into a " river" shape.

However, the moment Ye Chen walked out of the hotel entrance holding Bing Lan's hand, the atmosphere in the entire plaza suddenly froze.

All the tank barrels aimed in unison at Ye Chen's group.

All the onboard weapon systems of the armed helicopters locked onto them as well.

Five thousand special forces soldiers simultaneously raised their guns.

That sense of oppression was enough to make any normal person collapse on the spot.

But Ye Chen didn't even lift an eyelid.

He stopped and looked at the entire scene with a slight smile.

"We're out."

"You..."

"Aren't you going to fire?"

The surrounding special forces members looked at each other.

The order they received was...

Once Chairman Kim and Young Master Kim were in trouble, open fire immediately and raze the entire hotel to the ground.

But now,

Chairman Kim and his son were right behind that young man, held by three "of their own," alive and well, but clearly in the hands of the other side.

This fire...

How could they?

If they opened fire, Chairman Kim and Young Master Kim would also die.

If they didn't open fire, and that young man walked out so boldly, where would they, mercenaries who had fought in battles abroad, hide their faces?

The tank commander's mouth twitched several times, and cold sweat streamed down his cheeks.

He gritted his teeth, put down the binoculars, and grabbed the microphone of the vehicle radio.

"Command, this is Tiger Head Battalion."

"The target has left the building, but Chairman Kim and Young Master Kim are in his hands. Should we open fire? Please advise."

The radio was silent for a few seconds.

Then,

An old voice came through.

"Wait for orders."

The commander was speechless.

These four words, simply put, meant...

They didn't know what to do, so stall for time!

Wasn't this just putting pressure on himself?

The commander gave a bitter smile.

Watching the other side not daring to act rashly, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"See? They dare not shoot."

Ye Chen turned his head and glanced at Kim Tianyou, who was being held by the grey-robed elder.

"Shall we give it a try?"

"I'll slaughter Kim Tianyou first and see if they fire."

Kim Tianyou's face turned pale as paper instantly.

"No... don't! Please, don't kill me!"

"I don't want to die! I really don't want to die!"

Kim Zhilong's face was livid: "If you dare touch my son, you..."

Before he could finish.

Ye Chen looked at Park Hyang-ho and slightly raised his chin.

Park Hyang-ho understood and drew a cold, gleaming dagger from his waist. Without the slightest hesitation, he thrust it into Kim Tianyou's right leg.

"Ah!!!" Kim Tianyou let out a pig-like scream, and blood spurted from his thigh.

He trembled violently as if electrocuted, tears and sweat mixing and streaming down his cheeks.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Dad! Save me! Hurry and save me!"

Ye Chen watched Kim Zhilong's face, which was distorted out of shape, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Chairman Kim, you can continue to be stubborn."

"But next time, it won't be just stabbing the leg."

He paused, sweeping his gaze over Kim Tianyou.

"Next time, it might be the third leg."

"Or..."

"His neck."

Kim Zhilong's face changed.

The third leg?

The neck?

Wouldn't that mean cutting off his Kim family's lineage?

He and his son played with women every day, just wanting to pass on the family line.

But unfortunately...

The two of them had never managed to get a woman pregnant.

If Kim Tianyou died or was crippled right now...

Then the Kim family would be no different from having no descendants!

Ruthless!

Too ruthless!

This kid was simply a devil!