Chen Yang drove back at full speed.

I really can't figure it out.

Who is this person that even Zhuo Xiaogang can't beat?

Could it be a feud between gangsters?

Or perhaps someone you've offended has come knocking on your door?

His kung fu is even better than Zhuo Xiaogang's.

He is by no means an ordinary person.

I don't know if I'm capable of handling it.

Half an hour ago.

A young man barged into the lakeside villa.

Cold, aloof, and exuding a murderous aura.

"Who are you?"

"What do you want to do?"

Bao Qingqing stopped the man.

"Is that old scoundrel Zhuo Wuyang here?"

A cold, aloof young man with eyes as sharp as a knife.

They opened fire.

Startled, Bao Qingqing retreated repeatedly, screaming loudly.

"Help! Someone come quick!"

The security guard at the entrance had already been beaten down.

How could the remaining servants possibly stop this killing god?

He pushed his way through the crowd and forced his way into the villa's lobby.

Fortunately, Zhuo Xiaogang and Zhuo Wuyang came down.

"Who dares to cause trouble here?"

Zhuo Xiaogang leaped and stopped the intruder.

The aloof young man didn't even glance at him.

His gaze was fixed intently on Zhuo Wuyang.

"Zhuo Wuyang, you really are here!"

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He rushed straight towards Zhuo Wuyang.

Zhuo Xiaogang was ignored.

I'm absolutely furious!

They stood in front of him to prevent the other party from harming his father.

Who are you?

Why did you injure our people?

How did you find this place?

The cool-headed young man could tell that Zhuo Xiaogang was also a trained martial artist.

He gave a cold laugh.

"I am Jin Hu from the Jin family of Liaodong."

"As for how we found it, it really took a lot of effort."

"I originally thought you were still living in Caiyun City, but when I went there, it was empty."

"It was so difficult to find this place."

He looked Zhuo Xiaogang up and down.

"Who are you?"

Zhuo Xiaogang straightened his head and pointed at Zhuo Wuyang.

"I am Zhuo Xiaogang, and this is my dad!"

Jin Hu sneered and shook his head.

"Zhuo Wuyang was a hero of his generation, how could he have raised such a good-for-nothing as you?"

"Get out of my way! You're no match for me!"

Zhuo Xiaogang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged.

"Grass!"

Who do you think you are?

"Dare to say I'm no good?"

Without saying a word, he threw a punch.

Jin Hu retaliated with a punch of his own.

Bang!

Jin Hu remained motionless, while Zhuo Xiaogang fell to the ground.

"Zhuo Wuyang, you must have had a tough time these past few years, right?"

Jin Hu ignored Zhuo Xiaogang.

He then pressed closer to Zhuo Wuyang.

"How much of your strength are you still holding back?"

"Won't even walking be difficult for you?"

Zhuo Wuyang was filled with surprise and doubt.

Who exactly is this young man?

Why are you so familiar with your own situation?

Is your surname Jin?

The Jin family of Liaodong?

Could it be...?

Jin Hu noticed his confusion.

"That's right, I am Jin Beidou's son."

"I don't want to talk about the grudges between you and my father back then."

"But you must give me the half of the map you have on you."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting your whole family be reincarnated sooner."

Zhuo Wuyang's heart trembled violently!

"You... came for the map?"

Jin Hu nodded.

"To possess a treasure is a crime!"

"You should understand this principle."

"With your current strength, you are no longer capable of protecting this map. You'd better hand it over obediently, and I'll guarantee your family's safety!"

Zhuo Xiaogang got up from the ground.

"You're dreaming, you surnamed Jin!"

He stood tightly in front of his father, preventing Jin Hu from launching a sneak attack.

But they forgot that Jin Hu didn't need to launch a sneak attack at all.

A direct, forceful push would wipe out the father and son.

Fortunately, I just fell to the ground.

Zhuo Xiaogang had already secretly called Chen Yang for help.

Right now, all I can think about is how to stall for time?

Jin Hu's expression turned cold.

"You're unwilling to pay?"

Zhuo Wuyang sighed deeply.

“Nephew Jin Hu, it’s not that we’re unwilling to hand it over, but the map isn’t with me right now.”

Jin Hu was slightly surprised.

"Not here with you?"

"impossible!"

"How can you not keep something this important on your person?"

Zhuo Wuyang shook his head.

"It's not that I put it somewhere else, but that I've already handed it over to someone else."

Jin Hu was even more skeptical.

"You can give something this important to someone else?"

He looked at Zhuo Xiaogang.

"You gave it to your son?"

Zhuo Wuyang looked regretful.

"Nephew, you're a step too late."

"I just handed it over to an expert a couple of days ago."

"He is a rising star from a martial arts family, with exceptional talent in martial arts. His current level of skill is unfathomable."

"He came to me personally to ask for it, so I didn't dare refuse!"

Jin Hu frowned.

A martial arts family?

This is going to be difficult!

"What's his name? Where is he now?"

Zhuo Wuyang continued to stall for time.

"This expert has a terrible temper; how could I dare reveal his information?"

Jin Hu was wary of that man, but not of this father and son.

"Will you tell me or not?"

"Believe it or not, I'll send you on your way right now?"

He has a bad temper.

They clench their fists at the slightest disagreement.

Be ready at any time to come up and smash Zhuo Wuyang to death.

Zhuo Wuyang had a headache.

This kid is both fierce and reckless.

If we drag this out any longer, we'll probably get beaten up.

"That expert is..."

"That person is me!"

The main gate.

A young man walked in with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger.

It was Chen Yang.

Zhuo Xiaogang was overjoyed.

"Brother Yang, if you don't come back soon, my dad and I are going to be beaten to death."

Zhuo Wuyang felt a little relieved.

But they didn't completely relax.

Jin Hu is a really good kung fu guy.

I wonder if Chen Yang is his match?

Jin Hu turned his head and looked at Chen Yang.

"Are you the owner of this villa, Chen Yang?"

Chen Yang was a little surprised.

"No wonder you were able to find me; you've investigated me before?"

Jin Hu grinned broadly.

"Of course you're skilled, but you're no match for me."

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here quickly."

A fierce glint appeared in his eyes.

It was full of threatening implications.

Zhuo Wuyang quickly offered an explanation.

"This man is Jin Hu, the son of Jin Beidou. His target is half a map."

Chen Yang's heart tightened.

It turns out he's the traitor's son.

Uncle Zhuo was poisoned back then, but the traitor Jin Beidou was not.

They managed to grab half a map and escape the danger.

His cultivation was completely intact.

The successor he trains will definitely be much stronger than Zhuo Xiaogang.

Chen Yang secretly became more vigilant.

"Golden Tiger, right?"

"You don't need to look for Uncle Zhuo anymore, that half of the map is with me."

"If you're so capable, come and take it!"

Jin Hu was overjoyed.

He stretched out his hand.

"You'd better be smart and give me the map."

"Otherwise, once we start fighting, I can't guarantee that I'll spare your life."

Chen Yang shook his head.

"How can we simply give away such a treasure?"

"If you're so capable, defeat me, and I'll hand over the map without hesitation."

Jin Hu clenched his fists.

"You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a fist hurtled toward Chen Yang’s face.

Chen Yang was eager to test his strength.

The same punch blocked it.

Bang!

A loud bang echoed through the room, followed by a surge of air from the punch.

The two men each took five steps back.

They actually drew.

Jin Hu was slightly surprised, but even more excited.

"Good lad, you've got some skills. Let's try again!"

Apply more pressure with your hands.

A powerful set of punches swept over like a storm.

Chen Yang's arm felt numb.

I dare not confront him head-on.

I gave it my all just now.

The other side, however, seemed to have some reserves.

In terms of strength, I am far inferior to him.