Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 523: Chapter 523: The Charm of Reversal

"What the hell did you just say? If you dare, say it again!" The man was provoked by Xu Longzhen’s words and stood up from his original position, glaring fiercely at Xu Longzhen.

His eyes were wide open, looking somewhat fierce and menacing, and the brothers standing behind him displayed the same expressions. Just imagine dozens of burly men looking at you with such an expression—how could someone not be afraid? But unfortunately for him, today he ran into the three of Xu Ke.

The three of them glanced at the dozens of people opposite them without a trace of fear in their eyes. The assistant even took out a small mirror and a small comb from his pocket to groom his hair again, and there was nothing more humiliating than that.

The man’s anger turned into laughter, "Oh really, if I don’t get serious, you actually think you’re invincible, don’t you? Fine, let’s see how long you can keep up that bravado. Boys, go get them, show them some colors, and let them know there’s always someone better out there!" The man stepped back, making way for the battlefield.

"You never said it was for fighting when you called me here. What a pity, this outfit is my favorite," Xu Ke sighed deeply as he watched the approaching movements from the opposite side, with a hint of regret on his face. As he spoke, he took off his suit jacket, draped it over the back of the sofa, unbuttoned two buttons at his neck with his slender fingers, then rolled up the sleeves to his elbows before stopping.

"It’s just a piece of clothing, what’s there to regret? If it gets dirty, I’ll buy you a new one, no big deal," Xu Longzhen said nonchalantly, glancing at Xu Ke’s jacket.

said while adjusting his glasses, "If I’m not mistaken, this outfit should be a custom piece from an old

the assistant’s tone, a sentiment only a man would understand, even if that woman acts like a man; just as a man, acting like

another one, it’s not a big deal,"

a knowing look, not saying a word. The current situation didn’t allow for chitchat anyway. At a glance, nearly thirty muscular men were charging towards the three of them. If they didn’t act now, it would

Along with

speed, striking opponents swiftly. His mastery with the iron bar was almost as unmatched as the Dog Beating Stick from martial arts novels, using the iron bar to attack opponents and

still at a disadvantage against these

avoiding, hitting anyone in front

they fought with ease. Even spotting someone wanting to retreat to the rear, they’d pull

on the periphery, the man saw none of his men being thrown out and smugly assumed the three were suppressed by his subordinates, feeling

something was off—none of them had been subdued for a long time,