Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 580 - 576: Sending You a Coffin

Chapter 580: Chapter 576: Sending You a Coffin

"Bang!"

While everyone watched in silence, the tightly shut mansion gate suddenly burst open with a loud ’boom’ as the intricately carved wooden gate, worth millions, was kicked into splinters, sending debris flying all around. Those standing too close hastily covered their heads and scurried away.

At the gate, sawdust drifted away as two figures slowly emerged into view.

"So you Tan Family folks were hiding here. I thought you had already turned into turtles, tucking in your heads and hiding,"

A light, mocking laugh drifted over.

As the laugh echoed, everyone in the courtyard instinctively turned their heads and focused on the gate. When they saw what was there, they were all stunned, speechless for a long moment.

At the entrance of the courtyard, a young man holding a beautiful woman in one arm and supporting a red coffin with the other hand was walking slowly toward them. The coffin shimmered eerily under the sunlight, sending shivers down their spines.

This guy must be Lu Tianxing, who pledged to flatten the Tan Family and take Lin Qianru away!

Isn’t this a bit too domineering? Isn’t he deeply offending the Tan Family?

Already gallant enough to fight his way into the Tan Family, now he even carries a coffin to their doorstep. Truly, he doesn’t regard the Tan Family at all. Regardless, just his courage alone deserves respect.

"Damn, this... this is way too domineering, carrying a coffin into the Tan household. Do they really need to be this badass? The Tan Family must be furious to the point of exploding,"

"Taking the Tan Family lightly, a mighty dragon cannot suppress the local snake; this guy actually thinks he can take on the whole world. This kid is doomed; the Tan Family will definitely not let him go,"

Lu Tianxing, I didn’t expect him to be the one who had beaten Lin Anwu and who had vowed to blood-cleanse the Tan Family. He really is young and reckless, fearless of death,"

The bystanders buzzed with discussion. They hadn’t expected Lu Tianxing to come, particularly not appearing so imperiously in front of the Tan Family, carrying a coffin as if telling them to be sensible or else it was prepared for them.

Despite being surprised by Lu Tianxing’s actions, not a single person underestimated Lu Tianxing who appeared far too young. Yet, the Tan Family’s Luo Hun was a Heavenly Peak expert. No matter how strong Lu Tianxing was, could he really beat a Heavenly Level expert?

The Tan family members sneered coldly at Lu Tianxing, mocking him. With Luo Hun there, no one dares to create trouble at the Tan Family’s home. It never happened in the past, it’s not happening now, and it won’t happen in the future. All who dare to challenge the Tan Family must die.

With Lin Qianru in his left arm and the coffin in his right, Lu Tianxing, wearing a smile, didn’t heed the others around him. Instead, he walked steadily towards the Tan family members. As he approached, everyone instinctively moved aside, not daring to cross Lu Tianxing, realizing that this young man was an untouchable force.

"Bang!"

Lu Tianxing walked up to the Tan family members, dropped the red coffin on the ground, and swept his gaze across everyone. Smiling, he said, "My name is Lu Tianxing. Lin Qianru is my girlfriend. Today, I’m here to call off her engagement on her behalf and to take her parents away. I wonder if you are willing to let me take them. Of course, if you’re not willing, that’s okay too. I’ve prepared a coffin for you; whoever resists will go in it."

Lu Tianxing’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a chilling murderous intent that made one’s blood run cold.

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, all the Tan Family members exploded with rage, their eyes darkly fixated on Lu Tianxing, ready to attack on Tan Ran’s single command, and kill this provocateur on the spot.

Tan Heng’s face darkened in an instant, his eyes venomous as he stared down Lu Tianxing and coldly said, "Boy, who do you think you are? Do you think you can wreak havoc in the Tan Family as you please? Today, I’ll show you how insignificant you are. Go, break his legs, I want him speaking to me from the ground."

Upon hearing Tan Heng’s words, five Tan Family martial artists, unable to contain their rage, sprang into action with lightning speed towards Lu Tianxing.

These men were true martial artists of the Tan Family, not mere bodyguards, and all practiced the Seventy-two Paths of Springing Leg from the family’s heritage. In the moment they lunged at Lu Tianxing, they executed the Seventy-two Paths of Springing Leg, their legs blurring into ghostly images, attacking Lu Tianxing from high, middle, and low positions, sealing all his escape paths.

Their furious power stirred the air, whipping up gales that picked up pebbles and shredded them instantly.

Lu Tianxing watched the Tan family members with an icy smirk. After signaling Lin Qianru to stay put, he took a step forward, twisting space itself as he instantly appeared next to one of the martial artists, clenched his hand into a grab, and from the myriad of phantoms, seized a Tan family martial artist’s leg. A slight tremor in his arm was followed by the sound of breaking bones; the leg exploded like bamboo, twisted grotesquely.

"Ah, my leg, go to hell!"

The Tan family martial artist screamed in pain, but despite his injury, he twisted his body in midair, swung his other hand directly at Lu Tianxing’s head, intending to take Lu Tianxing down with him.

But before his attack landed, Lu Tianxing had already stepped forward, his arm raised and fingers splayed as he swathed down through the air.

The Tan Family Martial Artist’s complexion turned ghastly and distraught, wishing to dodge, but he felt as if Lu Tianxing’s palm had enveloped the entire sky. No matter how he dodged, he could not escape from Lu Tianxing’s palm.

This Tan Family Martial Artist, having no way to avoid, could only watch helplessly as the palm struck down on his head, then everything went dark as his head was smashed into his chest, turning him into a headless corpse on the ground.

The once invincible Tan Family Martial Artist of Hang City didn’t last three breaths before he was beaten to death by Lu Tianxing, his head forced into his chest cavity, dead beyond the possibility of more death.

Even at the moment this Tan Family Martial Artist died, the other martial artists had not yet reacted.

Lu Tianxing, of course, did not give them the chance to react, appearing before two Tan Family Martial Artists like a spectral figure.

These two Tan Family Martial Artists, before they could react, were struck by Lu Tianxing—one palm each—and their chests instantly caved in. Blood spurted wildly, and pieces of internal organs were coughed up in large quantities. They fell to the ground, convulsing non-stop.

"Such strong power, we can’t confront him directly, we need to capture Lin Qianru first, as long as we have Lin Qianru, he won’t dare disobey."

The remaining two Tan Family Martial Artists, seeing three of their own dead in an instant, each felt a trace of fear, exchanged glances, and immediately abandoned Lu Tianxing to pounce towards Lin Qianru behind Lu Tianxing, trying to capture her and blackmail Lu Tianxing.

"Seeking death."

Lu Tianxing’s eyes suddenly turned icy as he coldly spit out two words and extended his hand, pointing remotely.

"We’re going to succeed soon, just as soon as we capture her, we’ll be the Tan Family’s heroes."

As they grew closer to Lin Qianru, the faces of these two Tan Family Martial Artists revealed intense joy.

However, before they could reach Lin Qianru, their bodies suddenly stiffened in place. They felt intense pain on their foreheads, followed by some fluid flowing down from their heads. The world before them turned red with blood and they fell to the ground with a thump, dead with eyes wide open.

Under one pointer, their skulls were directly shattered by Lu Tianxing, dead beyond the possibility of more death.

There was a silence.

The entire courtyard fell silent in an instant, everyone looking at Lu Tianxing could not help but swallow their saliva, feeling a chill down their spines, their faces filled with horror as they stared at the five corpses on the ground, constantly retracting, fearful of provoking the Killing God, Lu Tianxing.

The Killing God!

This man was a veritable Killing God.

Everyone thought that never had they imagined killing could be so effortlessly casual, without even a hint of smoke or fire. Throughout, they did not notice any change in Lu Tianxing’s expression; it was as if he had not killed five people, but had merely stepped on a few ants.

Lu Tianxing, as if he hadn’t seen the six corpses, slowly walked over to Tan Heng, slightly bowed his head, and his lips twitched, seemingly about to smile. He spoke softly, "I have said, whoever tries to stop me, this coffin is prepared for them. Now, does anyone else want to stop me?"

"Gulp..."

Seeing the murderous intent in Lu Tianxing’s eyes, Tan Heng swallowed, his face changed color. A strong sense of humiliation burst from his heart; he couldn’t believe that someone spoke to him, a prominent heir of the Tan Family, in such a manner, feeling like a slap to his face. He wanted to retort, but on seeing Lu Tianxing’s smiling eyes, a chilling cold seeped up from the soles of his feet, making him feel as if he were trapped in ice.

At that moment, Tan Heng felt the breath of death.

"You... what do you want, this is the Tan Family, you will die today..." Tan Heng tried to calm his terror, speaking with a cold voice.

"Smack!"

Before Tan Heng could finish his sentence, in everyone’s shocked gazes, Lu Tianxing directly slapped him along with the chair he was sitting on, sending him flying.

"Bang!"

Tan Heng brutally hit a dining table not far away. With tremendous force, the table shattered, soup and liquids spilled over him, making him look like a beggar, his half face swelling up, teeth bloodied and spewing from his mouth. He stared at Lu Tianxing in disbelief, never have imagined that he, the great young master of the Tan Family, would be struck by a slap.

It felt as if an Emperor had descended among the commoners only to be beaten by a mob of beggars, the extreme dishonor and humiliation flooding his heart, his throat emitting a ghastly noise, his eyes rolled back and he fainted from rage.