Transmigrated Son-in-law

Xu Hu was a newcomer that Lin Tiehshan had spent a lot of money to recruit. When he was overseas, he was one of the most powerful people in the area. It was said that he was one of the top eight fighters in the world boxing competition. Lin Tiehshan had spent a lot of effort just to win the first place in the competition.    

Xu Hu's strength was far above Xiaotian's. If Xiaotian could fight with Yang Xuan back then, Yang Xuan's strength was only a little bit higher than Xiaotian's. In the end, he was only able to win by relying on Xiaotian's lack of strength and luck.    

Lin Tiehshan looked at Yang Xuan who was walking up the stage with uncertainty. His heart was set. Xu Hu would definitely win.    

Yang Xuan raised his head and looked at the muscular two-meter tall foreign man. The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer. They thought that they could defeat him just by hiring external help. Heh, they had underestimated him too much.    

Xu Hu waved his fists and rubbed his palms together. He looked at Yang Xuan with an evil grin on his face.    

"Three, two, one... the competition begins!"    

The referee gave the order, and Yang Xuan moved.    

He wanted to slap Lin Tiehshan in the face, and let the high and mighty Old Master Lin, who always looked down on the people of Lin Family like a king, who could decide the life and death of anyone, fall down from the high platform. He wanted to show him that a nobody had dignity and a soul. He was not a puppet that he casually sent out.    

Yang Xuan's figure was like the wind. He threw a punch at Xu Hu's neck like a ghost.    

It was the first time the audience saw Yang Xuan use his fist. He had ended the competition with one kick. They could not help but feel nervous and excited.    

"Did any of you recognize the people from the Lin Family?"    

Just as the atmosphere was tense, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.    

"That's Xu Hu, who is ranked eighth in the World Series of the Fist King!"    

Some people who were watching the World Championship could not help but cover their mouths and shout in shock.    

The others who heard the news also looked at each other in surprise. They quickly looked at the stage. It was indeed that Xu Hu. It was hard to say who would win or lose this match.    

Everyone's spirits were lifted. They all stared at the match on the stage. This was a world-class competition. There were very few chances to see this kind of competition in the future.    

Yang Xuan was getting closer and closer. Xu Hu opened his mouth wide and gave a scornful smile. His feet sank, and he raised his left arm to block with confidence. At the same time, he threw out a punch with his right hand.    

Another fool. Yang Xuan smiled. He didn't even dodge his fist. His left fist continued to move forward.    

Crack! The sound of bones breaking could be heard.    

Bang!    

Just as Xu Hu's fist was 0.1 centimeters away from hitting Yang Xuan's fragile face, Xu Hu was sent flying like a broken kite.    

He hit the rope with a bang and bounced back to the ring.    

"!!!"    

The entire arena was silent.    

It was unexpected that even Number Eight of the National Fist King could not withstand a single punch from Yang Xuan. What kind of strength did Yang Xuan have exactly?    

Lin Tiehshan's face was livid as he crushed the walnut in his hand.    

However, Lin Dong could not hold it in any longer. He shouted at the arena in a flustered and exasperated manner, "Xu Hu, get up quickly and beat that trash up. You are Number Eight of the World Fist King!"    

Xu Huhu's eyes were filled with pain. His brows were knitted together. His left hand drooped down powerlessly. It seemed that there was no bone supporting point in it. His right hand, which was holding the rope, had split open in order to remove the remaining force. Blood was dripping down.    

This was the result of him being protected by the rope.    

"Get up, continue!!"    

Xu Hu looked at Yang Xuan, who was walking towards him step by step, with fear in his eyes. This was the first time he had felt such fear since the debut boxing match.    

Yang Xuan did not intend to beat him half to death. He wanted to let Lin Tiehshan know that he was not the son-in-law of a piece of trash that he had randomly kneaded three years ago. His wife wasn't an orphan girl who had no one to rely on.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

Xu Hu had been worried about his face at first and did not dare to cry out in pain. However, he had been punched and kicked back and forth like a sandbag. His bones were broken piece by piece. His hands and feet were broken one by one. He could no longer care about his face. All he could do was cry out in pain.    

He wanted to admit defeat!!    

Xu Hu wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was full of blood and debris after his internal organs were dislocated.    

Help!    

Xu Hu's eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Lin Tiehshan for help.    

Lin Tiehshan was breathing heavily and his eyes seemed to be burning with anger. When he saw that Xu Hu had no hope of turning over, he waved his hand helplessly.    

"Lin Family admits defeat."    

Lin Dong, who was still yelling, was stunned. Why did they lose just like that?    

Lin Dong looked at Lin Tiehshan with a pleading look. Lin Tiehshan shook his head at Lin Dong with an ashen face.    

There was nothing they could do about Yang Xuan at the moment. They still needed to think about it carefully.    

Lin Tiehshan's eyes were gloomy, filled with the blood of a storm.    

The referee looked at Yang Xuan in a fawning manner. He was afraid that this devil would remember the unhappiness between him and Lin Xuan, so he quickly announced loudly.    

"The Weilee has won, and has won the championship of this security meeting. Congratulations!"    

Although Yang Xuan was cruel, the competition was really exciting. The high tide kept rising and falling. It was always unexpected.    

The audience was filled with applause. They cheered loudly for a name!    

"Yang Xuan!"    

"Yang Xuan!    

In this battle, Yang Xuan had made a name for himself in the battle with the Weilee. It was also Yang Xuan's first glorious achievement.    

Lin Xuan's eyes sparkled as she looked at the man who was walking towards her with a smile on his face.    

At this moment, something exploded in her heart.    

"Are you so happy that you won a small security meeting?"    

Under such a festive atmosphere, there were always some people who were blind or jealous.    

Yang Xuan looked at Lin Tiehshan who had a bad expression and Lin Dong who had provoked him. He smiled. "I am happy that I have taught a lesson to a few evil dogs who bully others with their power."    

"You are courting death!"    

Lin Dong was mad. He suddenly thought of Yang Xuan's cruel methods, but he did not lunge at them like he did before.    

Lin Tiehshan had no intention of staying in the venue. He knew that it would not be good to be entangled with Yang Xuan now, so he signaled Lin Dong to stop wasting his energy.    

Lin Dong was unwilling to give up. He glared at Yang Xuan. "Be careful when you go out in the future. Otherwise, my beautiful cousin might become a widow someday."    

With that, Lin Dong helped Lin Tiehshan leave the venue with a cold expression.    

Lin Xuan was so angry that her pretty face turned green on the spot. The joy she felt after winning had mostly disappeared.    

"Don't worry. My wife is so beautiful. I can't bear to die so early."    

Yang Xuan suddenly reached his face in front of Lin Xuan and teased her with a cheeky smile.    

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. She was so scared that she took a step back. When she realized it was Yang Xuan, the redness on her face suddenly rose. She pretended to be angry and said, "You glib tongue."    

It was not easy to make his wife happy. How could he let an unrelated person ruin it with just a few words?    

Yang Xuan looked at Lin Tiehshan and Lin Tiehshan who had disappeared around the corner. His smile deepened.    

Who knows who would live and who would die.