Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

Shen Lang easily broke Gao Kun's neck. As he opened his palm, Gao Kun fell onto the ground. His pair of lifeless eyes were still filled with fear, as if they were still in a state of death.    

    

"Using Mingyue to threaten me was your fatal mistake." Shen Lang stared at Gao Kun's corpse.    

    

In the arena, everyone's heart nearly stopped beating.    

    

If at first they thought that Shen Lang was a sheep that had stumbled into a pack of wolves, now, Shen Lang was like a Shura that had walked out of hell.    

    

Even Gao Kun died so easily. They had never seen such a powerful move before.    

    

The ice-cold killing intent from Shen Lang gradually dissipated. He walked out of the arena at a steady pace. Everyone made way for him. Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and worship.    

    

There were no cheers, nor was there any cheering. They even carefully breathed in and out.    

    

Shen Lang came out of the arena and walked up the stairs through the crowd. The two muscular men guarding the entrance hurriedly opened the door and stood on both sides of Shen Lang, respectfully sending him off.    

    

Until Shen Lang had left, the fighting arena seemed to still have some of his power left. Some people started to whisper about the scene of him killing Gao Kun, while some people were still in a trance.    

    

"Your soul... "I like it …" A cold and hoarse voice sounded beside Gao Kun's ear.    

    

Gao Kun got up with difficulty and mumbled to himself with his eyes wide open: "I didn't..." Is he dead? Who, who said that! "    

    

The surroundings were a grey void. Gao Kun touched his neck in fear, as if... It didn't break.    

    

"What is going on!?"    

    

"In your opinion, you are indeed dead."    

    

The cold voice sounded again. This time, Gao Kun saw a middle-aged man in a black suit in front of him.    

    

The middle-aged man tidied up his black tie in an extremely gentlemanly manner. "I can feel it. You want to live."    

    

Even though this person looked friendly and friendly, and every move he made was that of a gentleman's, the situation was too strange. Gao Kun wickedly swung his fist towards Gao Kun.    

    

The man in the suit turned into a cloud of black smoke. Gao Kun's fist went through the black smoke. Other than a bone-chilling feeling, he didn't touch anything else.    

    

"You have a vicious personality and are full of courage. I really like you more and more." The black smoke then returned to the appearance of a gentleman in a suit.    

    

"Just what …" "What's that …" Gao Kun was breathing rapidly.    

    

The man in the suit slowly said, "I'm just an ordinary salesperson. It was your strong unwillingness to die that caught my attention, which was why I appeared in front of you. Ordinary people don't have this kind of treatment."    

    

"What do you mean, I don't understand your bullshit!" Gao Kun stared at the other party vigilantly.    

    

The man in a suit took out a pen and a black handwritten notebook from his pocket, opened the notebook and wrote something down. After that, he handed it to Gao Kun and said, "Come, please sign this contract."    

    

"Combine …" "Contract?" Gao Kun was shocked.    

    

"You'll like it." The man in the suit smiled.    

    

Gao Kun received the notebook with a skeptical look. There were some strange words that he couldn't understand. He frowned: "Are you kidding me?"    

    

"Oh, sorry, let me explain."    

    

The man in a suit walked over to Gao Kun and said slowly, "The gist of it is, once you sign this contract, you will gain power beyond what you can imagine."    

    

"Then... "Is that so?" Gao Kun looked at him blankly.    

    

"That's pretty much what you mean. Of course, you can also reject it. If you refuse, then you'll be completely dead."    

    

Gao Kun hesitated for a moment: "Since it's a contract, then what conditions do I need to provide for you …" Money? "    

    

The man in the suit shook his finger, "I want your soul."    

    

Gao Kun immediately laughed: "Soul? Is there such a thing? Stop being so secretive, what the hell are you talking about? Are you trying to do that for me? When you asked for it, did you turn into black smoke for no reason?! "    

    

"The soul is what you call it, ahem … "Since you do not believe that such a thing exists, you will not be at a disadvantage even if you sign it, right?" The suited man's words seemed to be very convincing.    

    

Gao Kun stared at the unfamiliar black text on the notebook: "That's true, then you have to take mine now …" "Soul?"    

    

"No, no, no. You can choose one year later or two years later for a maximum of ten years."    

    

"Is there any difference?"    

    

"The strength gained in a year is the strongest, and with this analogy, what is gained in ten years is the weakest."    

    

Gao Kun gritted his teeth: "Of course I want the strongest, so let's choose one year!"    

    

"Good, good, good." The smile on the man in the suit intensified. "One year later, I will come and take away that thing in your body that you all call the soul."    

    

"How do we sign?" Gao Kun had already made up his mind. Plus, this kind of strange situation made him feel that it was not real. He might just be dreaming; he wasn't dead yet. He was being rescued in the hospital.    

    

"Just press your finger up." The man in the suit said.    

    

Gao Kun stretched out his thumb in confusion and pressed it down on the notebook. He felt a pain on his finger and blood started to seep out. He quickly retracted his hand and saw the blood marks on the paper slowly being absorbed by the black text.    

    

"Okay, please give me the notebook." An almost imperceptible glint flashed through the eyes of the gentleman in the suit.    

    

Gao Kun handed over the notebook. The moment he let go, the man in the suit raised his hand and countless black energy objects appeared out of nowhere and ferociously poured into Gao Kun's eyes, ears, nose and mouth.    

    

The greyish color of the void around him started to rotate, causing Gao Kun to feel dizzy.    

    

All of a sudden, a ray of light pierced Gao Kun's eyes, causing him to squint. He raised his hand to block the light, and slowly opened his eyes.    

    

"Damn!" Deception … Did we swindle a corpse!? " Zhang Kai's scream shocked Gao Kun.    

    

Wu Tie's eyes adapted to the strong light. After sitting up, he found himself still in the middle of the arena. Zhang Kai and a few arena referees were shivering all around him.    

    

"Where's Shen Lang!?"    

    

Gao Kun suddenly stood up and asked loudly.    

    

Zhang Kai was surprised and happy at the same time: "Kun..." Elder Brother Kun … I thought you were dead and I was coming to collect your corpse … You were fine, you scared me to death, Shen Lang he … "I just left."    

    

"Just left?"    

    

Gao Kun was stunned. He felt like he had been stuck in that weird dream for a long time. Listening to Zhang Kai, it was only for a minute or two.    

    

"Motherf * cker …" Gao Kun cursed and subconsciously looked at his right thumb.    

    

Above... There was actually a small wound, and it was still bleeding.    

    

Gao Kun's expression froze and his heartbeat instantly sped up.    

    

"Suit man... The man in the suit with the bow tie and notebook... Did you all see that!? " Gao Kun asked with his eyes wide opened, as if he was going insane.    

    

His appearance not only frightened Zhang Kai and the others, but also the audience in the arena.    

    

"Big brother Kun, what are you talking about …" "Isn't it too tiring? I'll go get you some drinks."    

    

Zhang Kai vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he found an excuse to leave this place and hurried to the private room inside.    

    

"Mister Gao …" Several referees approached him cautiously. There was actually a blood-red light floating in Gao Kun's eyes.    

    

"Strength... "Power …" Gao Kun muttered to himself.    

    

"Mister Gao?"    

    

Gao Kun suddenly looked at a referee and punched him in the chest.    

    

This punch had actually penetrated the poor referee's chest!    

    

Gao Kun was overjoyed. He clenched his fingers and squeezed his opponent's heart, which was still beating!