Unrivaled Soldier in the City

Chapter 422 442 Only Slaughter

At this moment, inside the room, Chen Shaowen knelt on the wooden bed where Yang Ruoxi lay motionless, her eyes wide open. Tears streamed from her beautiful eyes as he undid her clothes, exposing her snow-white bra to his gaze.

If looks could kill, Chen Shaowen would have been hacked to pieces by now. But alas, they couldn't. Yang Ruoxi could only weep silently, praying with all her heart for Lin Kuang to arrive and rescue her.

She had thought her hiding place was safe, but in the end, the Chen father and son duo and Liu Daotong had found her. They had gravely injured her, but the clever Yang Ruoxi had used the trail of her own blood to leave a path for Lin Kuang. She knew, with absolute certainty, that he would come.

Truthfully, Yang Ruoxi had never imagined any of this would happen. She had simply come to Wudang Mountain to experience the atmosphere of Tai Chi's birthplace, but Liu Daotong had brought her here instead. At first, she was thrilled, as everyone here practiced genuine Tai Chi—exactly what she had wanted to see. However, the good times were short-lived. On the second day—today—the Chen father and son arrived. By chance, Yang Ruoxi overheard their conversation with Liu Daotong. Their intentions were horrifyingly clear: they wanted to take her virginity. Chen Shaowen planned to use her body to advance his martial arts training.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoxi's face flushed with fury. She knew she was no match for the three of them, so she ran. In her haste, and because she had never faced such a terrifying situation before, she was panicked and afraid, inevitably making noise as she fled. Liu Daotong and Chen Zhongrui were both masters and immediately heard the sounds outside. They gave chase, spotting her just as she was trying to escape. The pursuit began.

While Yang Ruoxi was skilled, she had no real combat experience. Against the overwhelming power of Liu Daotong and Chen Zhongrui, how could she possibly stand a chance? She was quickly and severely wounded. Yet, fighting for her life, she gritted her teeth and managed to get away. She thought she might have escaped, but they ultimately captured her and dragged her back.

Now, staring at Chen Shaowen's leering face and watching his claw-like hands move over her body, Yang Ruoxi was overcome with nausea. Her beautiful eyes filled with pure loathing. She wished she could flay him alive. This scum… he deserves to die!

"Yang Ruoxi, you bitch, I'm finally going to have you!" he cackled, his voice dripping with vile glee. "Still a virgin, aren't you? Heh heh, I love breaking in women like you. Don't you worry, I'm about to show you what it means to be a real woman. You'll taste it, and you'll enjoy it so much you'll be begging me for more."

Chen Shaowen roared with laughter at her furious expression, looking every bit the depraved monster he was. His hand moved down, about to unfasten her pants. Yang Ruoxi bit her lip so hard she drew blood from her gums.

As if the heavens themselves had heard her rage and despair, the window crashed open and a figure shot into the room. Yang Ruoxi struggled to turn her head, to see who had come, but she was paralyzed and couldn't move.

Startled just as he was about to assault her, Chen Shaowen snapped his head around and saw Lin Kuang. His face changed instantly, his eyes widening in terror. In the next moment, he scrambled off the bed and made a break for it.

But how could Lin Kuang give him the chance to escape? His fury had reached its absolute peak, a raging inferno that only slaughter could quench. Lin Kuang struck, activating his Willow Catkin Technique and moving with blinding speed. He threw a punch, smashing it violently into Chen Shaowen's back.

BANG!

Chen Shaowen's body flew through the air and smashed through the door.

"Father, save me!" he shrieked, desperate to live.

"Not even God himself can save you today!" Lin Kuang roared, lunging after him and stomping his foot down on Chen Shaowen's knee.

CRACK!

With a sound of shattering bone, Chen Shaowen's knee was pulverized. A guttural scream of agony tore from his throat. But it wasn't over. Lin Kuang had no intention of letting Chen Shaowen die so easily. He raised his foot again and brought it down with merciless force.

CRACK!

His other knee was just as brutally crushed. Agony contorted Chen Shaowen's ashen face, his eyes swimming with undisguised terror. Lin Kuang hauled him up by the neck and pressed a series of points on his body, heightening his sensitivity to pain to its absolute peak while preventing him from passing out.

"Chen Shaowen, I'm going to make you regret the day you were born, especially as the piece of scum you are!" Lin Kuang snarled, lifting his foot and aiming for his groin.

Seeing this, Chen Shaowen's eyes filled with pure terror and desperate pleading. His pants darkened with urine, but he was in too much pain to utter a single word.

"Stop!"

At that critical moment, Chen Zhongrui and Liu Daotong arrived, both shouting at the same time. Lin Kuang's freezing gaze fell upon them.

"Chen Zhongrui, you deserve to die. All of you deserve to die!" he said, his voice as cold and terrifying as the Grim Reaper emerging from the depths of Hell.

"Lin Kuang, let my son go! Let him go, and I'll allow you to leave with Yang Ruoxi," the normally composed Chen Zhongrui, Third Master of the Chen Family, yelled in a panic. He only had one son; he couldn't bear to watch him die. "Otherwise, this feud between us will never end! No matter where you run, my Chen Family will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

"Hahaha! A threat?" Lin Kuang laughed maniacally. "Chen Zhongrui, who the hell do you think you are? You think you're worthy of threatening me? Today, I'm going to let you watch with your own two eyes as your son dies!"

As he spoke, Lin Kuang, like a Mad Demon, drove his foot viciously into Chen Shaowen's groin.

CRUNCH!

All the color drained from Chen Shaowen's face. Blood began to drip onto the floor from beneath his pants. The cruelest part was that he was denied even the mercy of unconsciousness, forced to endure every excruciating second of the agony.

Seeing this, even Liu Daotong couldn't help but frown, his legs instinctively clenching as he felt a sympathetic ache.

"Shaowen!" Chen Zhongrui bellowed, his pupils flooding with murderous rage as he went completely berserk.