But he never expected that Lin Jinglong would refuse so decisively.

Yang Wenhu never risked his life for a loss, so if that was the case, then he had no choice but to kill the kid to vent his anger.

"Charge him! Kill him!"

Yang Wenhu gave the order.

Countless warriors suddenly leaped out and surrounded Lin Jinglong.

But just then, a deafening roar echoed throughout the entire capital city from the sky not far away.

Immediately afterwards, fifteen fighter jets lined up and quickly flew towards the Ma family's location.

Then, a figure opened a parachute and jumped from thousands of meters in the air.

Everyone looked up at the figure in the void, dressed in armor and wearing a red cloak.

"You old dog Yang, if you dare lay a finger on my husband, I'll exterminate your entire family!"

A voice, filled with anger, resounded in everyone's ears.

Yang Wenhu frowned immediately. He felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

But soon, the figure's face became clear. A hundred meters in the air, Wu Yuehan untied his parachute and leaped into the air.

Boom! Her body landed heavily in the Ma family courtyard, and when Yang Wenhu saw that familiar face...

My scalp tingled, and my eyelids trembled violently.

"Spiritual Warrior God of War, you... what brings you here?"

Yang Wenhu hurriedly went to greet Wu Yuehan, but as soon as he stepped forward, Wu Yuehan slapped him to the ground.

Yang Wenhu sat down heavily on the ground, his face filled with terror.

"Yang Wenhu, how dare you lay a hand on my husband!"

Believe it or not, I'll cut your head off right now!

With a hiss, a cold glint flashed as Wu Yuehan drew her blade and aimed it straight at Yang Wenhu's neck. The blade stopped abruptly five centimeters from Yang Wenhu's neck.

Yang Wenhu was so scared he almost peed himself!