Chan Ho-nam pointed the gun at his temple, pulled the trigger, and committed suicide.
Shan Kun laughed maniacally as he watched Chen Haonan fall to the ground in a disheveled state.
Shan Kun laughed loudly as he grabbed Chen Haonan's son.
After devouring everything, they turned their attention to the cold corpse of Chan Ho-nam's wife.
"Sister-in-law, why did things come to this?"
"I don't understand."
Shan Kun wept blood and tears, choking back sobs.
My sister-in-law is a very good person; she treats her subordinates with genuine affection.
But he was blinded by hatred and killed his gentle sister-in-law.
No, if I soften my heart.
Who remembers the humiliation his wife and son suffered?!
It's all Chan Ho-nam's fault!
If he hadn't insisted on disbanding the group, he and his family wouldn't be in this situation now.
Thinking of this, Shan Kun opened his blood-red maw.
Chan Ho-nam felt something flowing out of his body.
Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes.
He started his career at the age of fourteen, and became the eldest brother of the Shan Kun brothers. When the eldest brother was framed and killed, he led his brothers to kill the enemy.
With his extraordinary courage and superb skills, he has risen to the top and became the leader of the largest gang in Guangzhou when he was in his twenties.
After having a wife and children, his father's words often echoed in his mind.
He took his wife and children away from that terrifying world, but they still couldn't escape the fate of their family being destroyed.
Perhaps if I had listened to my father from the beginning and hadn't stepped into that dark world, things would have been better.
But I'm so reluctant to leave behind all the experiences I've had along the way.
Resentment, humiliation, anger, and hatred filled the chest of this middle-aged man.
Instantly, the bullet wound healed, and Chen Haonan opened his blood-red eyes.
Chen Haonan's body stood up strangely, his eyes fixed on Shan Kun, who was devouring his wife.
Four black bone spurs suddenly sprouted from Chen Haonan's back, each segment of which had a strange eye opening.
Four bone spurs pierced through Shan Kun's body.
Before Shan Kun could react, he slowly lowered his head, facing several terrifying eyes.
He turned his head in disbelief, only to find Chan Ho-nam staring at him with icy eyes.
"Big brother."
Shan Kun's dying murmur completely broke Chen Haonan, and tears of blood fell onto the ancient floor tiles, blooming like red spider lilies.
Chen Haonan withdrew the bone spurs, and Zhao Shanhai turned into black dust until he disappeared completely.
Chan Ho-nam collapsed to his knees in anguish.
He held his son's head in his arms, and his wife's mutilated body.
My father's words kept repeating in my mind.
"dad--"
"I know I was wrong."
Chan Ho-nam was filled with regret.
A fierce gust of wind swept into the stuffy room.
Chan Ho-nam turned his head.
A voluptuous woman stood at the door of the house.
The woman was beautiful, with a beauty mark under her right eye. She wore a black cheongsam embroidered with strange golden flowers, and her long black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin.
She was barefoot, her delicate jade feet, as exquisite as precious gems, treading on the ground. She held a small round fan in her hand. The woman's fingernails and toenails were all black, whether painted on or naturally so, it was unclear.
Her eerie, scarlet eyes narrowed as she looked at Chen Haonan.
The woman spoke, her voice utterly cold, like the snow on the Tianshan Mountains that never melts.
"It was born with an eighth-order bone spur; it's a promising seedling."
Chan Ho-nam looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared in disbelief; she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.
"Who are you?"
The woman covered her face with a small fan in her hand.
“My surname is Nangong, you may call me Madam Nangong.”
Chen Haonan dared not make any rash moves at this moment, as he could sense that the woman in front of him was many times stronger than himself.
The terrifying aura was not concealed at all. In a daze, Chen Haonan saw a terrifying phantom of a blood-red lion standing behind the woman who called herself Madam Nangong.
"Young man, I'll give you two choices."
"Submit to me and follow me, or go and be with your wife and children."
Chan Ho-nam's pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
He met Nangong's gaze with unwavering eyes.
“I am willing to follow you, Madam, for I still have grudges to settle.”
Nangong nodded.
"After this matter is settled, follow this aura to find me."
Nangong extended her jade finger, and a wisp of pale red energy entered Chen Haonan's mind.
Chen Haonan nodded, blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, Madam Nangong was gone.
Chan Ho-nam got up, took his wife and children in his arms, and buried them in the courtyard of the old house.
He went to the small hill outside and took a large stone, then used his claws to carve words on it as a tombstone.
"Wife, son."
"I'm going to avenge everyone."
"That Lady Nangong is very powerful; I'm afraid I won't be able to escape her control."
"It's just starting over from the bottom again."
Through the energy threads transmitted by Nangong Du, Chen Haonan learned what he had become, what his fighting abilities were, and how to fight.
Chan Ho-nam disappeared into the darkness and headed towards his enemy's stronghold.
In the end, he returned to the old house with Shan Kun's two dead sons and buried them next to his wife and children.
"It's your uncle's fault that you're all like this..."
Chan Ho-nam felt guilty, believing that his retirement from the underworld had led to the humiliation suffered by Shan-kwan's sons.
"Shankun, I'm the one who has wronged you and your family in this life."
"If there is an afterlife, my brother and I will never step into the dark world again."
Chen Haonan disappeared into the darkness once more, following the clues in his mind, to find Madam Nangong.
On an unnamed mountain on the outskirts of Guangzhou, there sits an abandoned ancient temple.
Chen Haonan arrived at the gate of the ancient temple.
Two low-ranking ghouls greeted him respectfully and then opened the door to let Chen Haonan in.
Enter the main hall.
Fifteen auras, each stronger than himself, instantly locked onto Chen Haonan.
There were also 14 eighth-tier corpse demons with the same aura as him inside the main hall.
Chen Haonan knelt down on one knee with them, keeping his head down and not looking at the 15 ninth-level corpse demons sitting on the long table in the center of the hall.
Nangong sat in the main seat.
Her cold voice rang out.
"We have been lying in wait for a long time."
"We have finally gathered the current distribution of human power."
"Next, please disperse to the provinces where the ninth-rank troops are stationed and secretly gather our forces."
"Wait for the right opportunity to conquer this strongest human nation and turn our fellow countrymen into our allies."
"At that time, other countries will be our food."
"Like a lamb to the slaughter."
The remaining 14 ninth-rank individuals were all dressed in large black robes and wore different masks.
Mysterious and powerful, it made Chan Ho-nam break out in a cold sweat.
Chen Haonan could sense that on the long table, to the left and right of Madam Nangong, were people who were on par with her.
The remaining twelve, who wore zodiac masks, were weaker than the three in the main positions.
A young girl next to Chan Ho-nam gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.
She whispered a reminder.
"Don't look, that's disrespectful to adults."
Chan Ho-nam quickly lowered his head.
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