Son-in-law's Romantic Life

After receiving the orders of the boss, the brothers who were originally squeezing down at the back quickly retreated. The people who were squeezed in the middle finally had a chance to escape.    

    

The ones behind could escape, and the ones in the middle could also escape. However, the ones in the front most probably could not escape.    

    

A large group of people quickly rushed into the hall on the top floor.    

    

This was the Juyi Hall of Prince Pavilion.    

    

The Judiciary Hall was a place where important members of the gang gathered together to discuss important matters. Therefore, the safety measures of this place were naturally the most secure.    

    

Even the door was a bulletproof glass that was more than ten centimeters thick. Even a bomb would find it very difficult to blow it up.    

    

The bulletproof glass door quickly closed.    

    

The people who were lucky enough to survive inside were all breathing heavily. Some people were still at a loss and did not know what had happened. However, some people had a similar expression on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.    

    

Outside, downstairs, there were still waves of scattered gunshots and miserable screams.    

    

Every time screams were heard, the people in the Hall of Brotherhood could not help but tremble.    

    

Then, they saw more than a dozen people rushing up from below in a sorry state, stumbling and covered in blood.    

    

The expression on their faces was even more terrifying. Their faces were completely twisted together, looking like they had seen a ghost.    

    

They rushed over with all their might. When they saw Juyi Hall, as if he had seen hope, he pounced over. His hands kept hitting the thick bulletproof glass door, hoping that the brothers inside could open the door. Let me in.    

    

That was the toughest bulletproof glass door. Hiding inside must be very safe. Even that monster shouldn't be able to do anything about it.    

    

This is my chance to live.    

    

Third Brother's expression changed. He wanted his brothers to open the door, but the group of brothers desperately blocked the door, not letting anyone open it.    

    

"Damn it, move aside, let our brothers in." Third Brother growled in a low voice, his voice filled with intense anger.    

    

Leaving his brothers outside, regardless of whether they lived or died, this kind of thing was somewhat hard for Third Brother to accept.    

    

But what Third Brother did not expect was that these usually obedient little brothers had completely changed into another appearance at this time.    

    

Each and every one of them shook their heads with all their might, refusing to move away from the entrance no matter what.    

    

"Don't open the door, don't open the door. That guy is a monster. If that monster comes in, we will all be finished." One of the underlings sobbed and said.    

    

His face was twisted to the extreme.    

    

As if recalling the scene that had just happened below, his body couldn't help but tremble.    

    

That kind of appearance even gave Third Brother a fright. That distorted expression of his brothers made Third Brother feel a chill run down his spine.    

    

What kind of scene did these brothers see down below? Why were they so afraid?    

    

Third Brother knew his own brothers very well.    

    

These people were usually a bunch of villains who did not fear the heavens and earth. Who had never killed before? Now, they were actually afraid of the city's appearance?    

    

"Scram..." Third Brother growled in a low voice. Although he was somewhat surprised by his brothers' strange behavior, those below were his brothers.    

    

Third Brother still cared a lot about his brothers. He even pulled out his gun and pointed it at the head of one of his brothers. "Get out of the way. Let the brothers outside come in."    

    

However, this little brother just kept shaking his head and refused to move aside. It was just like third brother 's gun muzzle. It was not even as threatening as the enemies outside.    

    

This man was almost scared silly.    

    

Saliva, snot, tears, and blood kept sliding down.    

    

Damn it, what was going on?    

    

These brothers who were fearless and dared to carry a saber to chop people at any moment, had actually become like this?    

    

Third Brother's heart felt a little furry and trembled.    

    

"Third Brother, come here." Right at this moment, Second Master suddenly spoke.    

    

Although he was somewhat unwilling, Third Brother still quickly walked over. He only saw that Second Master had already turned on the surveillance camera.    

    

There was a surveillance camera in every corner of the Prince Pavilion, allowing them to clearly see the scene in every corner.    

    

On the computer screen, it was playing the scene in the corridor. Perhaps through these images, one could know what exactly had happened in the corridor and why these brothers were so afraid.    

    

They could also know who the enemy was, how many people had come, and what they had done.    

    

But when Third Brother saw that scene, he felt his stomach churn.    

    

He even wanted to vomit.    

    

He only saw corpses scattered all over the stairs.    

    

The corpses of the dead brothers were stacked together and crisscrossed. Each of them had a fatal wound on their face, neck, and head.    

    

Was that a saber wound?    

    

Damn it, was that a saber wound? How was that possible!    

    

Originally, Mo had thought that the other party's firepower was very powerful, which was why he was able to kill so many of his brothers.    

    

However, if it was a knife wound, it was completely unimaginable. How could a person with a knife kill so many of his brothers with guns?    

    

Although Mo was very smart, at this time, he was also completely unable to imagine what exactly was going on.    

    

Sticky liquid was flowing down the stairs.    

    

Drip, drip, drip...    

    

The fear in Mo's heart was getting stronger and stronger.    

    

Several surveillance cameras were filled with corpses.    

    

Where were the dead brothers?    

    

Their eyes, which were filled with everlasting regret, seemed to convey the despair clearly to Third Brother, making him have goosebumps all over his body.    

    

At this moment, Third Brother saw another scene. He saw a person holding a curved weapon in his hand, and he was walking up step by step.    

    

He kept chasing after the surviving brothers who were still alive on the stairs.    

    

One of the brothers staggered and fell to the ground. He did not care about anything else and just climbed up the stairs in a sorry state.    

    

However, the figure behind him was like a ghost. He suddenly appeared behind the little brother.    

    

His speed was so fast that the surveillance video could not even capture him. All he could see was a series of afterimages.    

    

Immediately, a moonblade appeared on the little brother's neck. Then, with a swoosh...    

    

Third Brother's gaze instinctively shifted to the side. He did not dare to look at that cruel scene.