353: Chapter 353 Prophecy

Foresight.

Han Jingyang immediately activated the skill attached to this pair of divination blocks.

The next second, a blue aura emerged.

It condensed into a lifelike scene in mid-air.

The scene was incredibly realistic, like a holographic movie; the surrounding houses, cars, asphalt roads, and even the flowers, trees, and utility poles were clearly visible.

However, the people in the scene made Han Jingyang's expression darken.

The man in the scene was his father.

His father was riding an electric scooter along the village's asphalt road when he was forced to stop by a car that swerved out from the roadside, and was then immediately subdued by burly men who rushed out of the car and shoved him inside.

Then came his mother, his younger sister, and his grandparents.

Even Zhu Yuanyuan, who was tutoring his younger sister, did not escape.

The scene ended.

Han Jingyang closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then turned to look at Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya beside him: "Did you see clearly?"

Shi Xiaoya nodded heavily: "The license plate number, vehicle model, the driver's appearance, the direction of travel, and the final destination—I have memorized it all."

Han Jingyang waved his hand forcefully: "Pack up. Come with me to the destination to wait for them. If they dare to touch my family, I will make sure they die without a burial place."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group immediately started packing.

Especially Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya; the two of them equipped all their dharma instruments and weapons.

Even Yang Jinyuan received a dharma instrument, a long sword. It had no skills, but its attribute was durability; it looked old but was actually quite tough, with a hardness not inferior to tungsten steel or titanium alloy—it could be considered a divine weapon.

Once prepared, they headed straight out.

Shi Xiaoya drove, heading straight for the suburbs, and soon found the villa from the scene.

Shi Xiaoya parked the car from a distance and turned to look at Han Jingyang: "What do we do next?"

Han Jingyang stared at the villa in the distance, his feelings complicated.

He had previously considered that his family might be implicated.

But he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

Nor had he expected that the first to do something like this would be a super local tyrant like Zhang Dahai.

He wouldn't act unless necessary, but once he did, it was a true killing blow.

If it weren't for that "Foresight" skill, he would be in a very passive position, because it would be impossible for him to abandon his parents, grandparents, younger sister, and Zhu Yuanyuan. When the time came, he would inevitably be coerced by Zhang Dahai into doing things he didn't want to do.

But now.

The situation had reversed.

He could use this opportunity to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, ensuring that no one would dare to touch his family in the future.

Therefore, this time, he would strike ruthlessly.

The super ruthless kind.

He would make good use of this opportunity to turn a disadvantage into an advantage.

Time ticked by, and a box truck and three cars drove from the distance, stopping at the villa entrance. Seven or eight burly men got out first, then dragged Han Jingyang's entire family from the box truck and escorted them into the villa.

Watching his parents, grandparents, younger sister, and Zhu Yuanyuan being handcuffed, Han Jingyang's rage flared up instantly. His teeth ground together with a "creak," and his fists were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing held Han Jingyang from the left and right, comforting him softly.

Yang Jinyuan stared at the distant villa with trepidation. She was very worried about Han Jingyang's state, and even more worried about the safety of his family. If anything went wrong, her position would not only be awkward but also very dangerous; it was quite possible that Han Jingyang would kill her to vent his anger, mistaking her for one of Zhang Dahai's people.

Once the box truck and cars had left, Han Jingyang could no longer restrain himself and rushed out directly.

Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing quickly followed.

Yang Jinyuan dared not lag behind either.

There were guards on duty at the villa entrance. Seeing the four of them from afar, they immediately shouted through a loudspeaker: "Private residence, do not approach. Private residence, do not approach."

Han Jingyang ignored them completely and continued to approach.

Shi Xiaoya drew her katana with a "shing" sound, started jogging, and then sprinted toward the villa gate. Upon approaching, she leaped high into the air and slashed down fiercely!

"Clang—" With a crisp sound, the bolt of the black iron gate snapped in response.

Shi Xiaoya had used the last skill of this katana here.

It was a bit of a waste.

But it was extremely cool!

Shi Xiaoya landed gracefully, gently pushed open the villa gate, turned to face Han Jingyang, and made an elegant "please" gesture.

Han Jingyang passed through the gate like the wind and entered the courtyard.

Two burly men from the guard post rushed out, wielding anti-riot steel forks: "Who are you? Stop!"

Shi Xiaoya swung her sword and charged forward, dispatching the two burly men with two "swish" strikes, then quickly followed.

At this moment, over a dozen people rushed out of the villa, led by a burly man in his thirties with a flat-top haircut.

The flat-top man pointed a long spear at Han Jingyang: "Who are you? Do you know whose territory this is? Leave now and we will let bygones be bygones; otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

Shi Xiaoya turned to look at Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang took a deep breath and said coldly: "Kill them all, leave no one alive! And don't be reluctant to use your dharma instruments; once you use them up, I will replenish them with new ones."

"A massacre?"

"A massacre!"

"Alright!"

A thick look of excitement appeared in Shi Xiaoya's eyes. She swung her sword and charged forward, her sprinting speed increasing. At the moment of engagement, she shouted delicately: "Golden Phoenix Spreads Its Wings."

The next second, a golden phoenix condensed into form above Shi Xiaoya's head. It spread its wings and charged toward the flat-top man first, sweeping past him before he could react, and then swiftly charged toward another enemy.

Shi Xiaoya quickly followed up to deliver the finishing blow.

With an effortless slash, the sharp blade swept across the flat-top man's neck. Without any hint of violence, it easily completed a fatal strike.

The Golden Phoenix steals the soul, the long sword claims the life.

The person and the phoenix coordinated seamlessly. Everywhere they passed was littered with corpses; there was not a single enemy who could withstand a single blow.

After slicing the neck of the last burly man, Shi Xiaoya sheathed her sword lightly, waved her hand to deactivate the skill, and once again bowed coolly to Han Jingyang: "Please—"

From the moment he entered the gate, Han Jingyang had not stopped his pace. He strode over the corpses covering the ground and pushed the door open to enter.

Inside the living room.

His parents, grandparents, younger sister, and former tutor Zhu Yuanyuan were handcuffed and placed on the sofa. They all wore expressions of panic; upon seeing him, they struggled desperately, but because their mouths were gagged, they couldn't say a word.

Beside the sofa, a square-faced man of about fifty was holding a long sword against his younger sister's neck and said calmly: "Han Jingyang, you arrived very quickly. I have to admit, you do have your unique strengths. However, it is very clear that you are not very smart."

Han Jingyang's gaze swept across the faces of his parents, grandparents, sister, and Zhu Yuanyuan, finally resting on the square-faced man's face. He said coldly: "Put down your weapon, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will kill your entire family."

The square-faced man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Han Jingyang, do you know what you are saying? Threatening me? Am I the type of person who can be threatened? It is true, I have a family, but my family is all on Boss Zhang's side. If I die, Boss Zhang will continue to protect them. On the contrary, if I go easy on you, my family will be in the most danger. Han Jingyang, do you know the difference between you and Boss Zhang?"

"Where?"

"You say you want to kill my whole family, but you are just talking. Not to mention you have no chance, even if you did, you wouldn't be able to do it. But when Boss Zhang says he will kill my whole family, he really will kill them. Understand?"

Hearing this, Han Jingyang revealed a big smile: "You are right, I really can't bring myself to do it. After all, I am not some homicidal maniac."

The square-faced man also revealed a smug smile: "So don't make things difficult for me. Just say what you have to say to Boss Zhang. If Boss Zhang tells me to release the people, I will release them. Otherwise, before I die, I will definitely manage a one-for-one trade or even a one-for-two. Han Jingyang, my cheap life isn't worth much, but my martial arts skills are quite good. At my peak, I can strike thirteen times in one second. Even relying on muscle memory alone, I can stab out quite a few times. Understand?"