Chapter 38 He Who Digs His Own Grave Cannot Live

"Who dares to stop me?"

Ye Zixiao's eyes were already bloodshot from killing.

He was covered in blood, looking like a ghost. He alone had slain over a hundred people and was still pushing forward, but no Qin family member dared to block him any longer.

"Ignore the pawns, pursue the leaders."

"Charge towards the villa's entrance."

Jasmine and Old Vine issued these commands as they attacked.

These two were both Martial Gods. Although not as invincible as Ye Zixiao, they were still unrivaled in their own right. Their twenty subordinates were at least on the same level as Lin Feng.

There were no weaklings in the Asura Gate.

How could the Qin family compare to a Martial Dao sect?

"Qin Hanshan, come out and die."

"Ma Sanchun, stop hiding."

Although Lin Qingzhu and Lin Feng did not have a numerical advantage in terms of rank, with Ye Zixiao clearing the path, they encountered no strong resistance. They had already led the main force to surround the Qin family.

A single wave...

The Lin family had shattered the Qin family.

At this moment, the Qin family's main forces had scattered, and many had stopped fighting. Only the core members of the Qin and Ma families were still blocking the villa's main entrance, still hoping to stop Ye Zixiao.

But everyone knew deep down.

Even gods would find it difficult to stop the current Ye Zixiao!

The first and second floors of the villa were filled with the Qin family's strongest fighters and members of the Qin and Ma families. Panic was spreading, as everyone felt the Lin family's attack was too fierce.

The third floor.

Qin Hanshan was on the phone.

"Old Zhao, where is your security team? Damn it, hurry up, Ye Zixiao is about to break in! Have you contacted the garrison? Has Commander Ge's unit arrived?"

After a burst of shouting.

Qin Hanshan hung up the phone.

Without pausing, he dialed another number. His tone suddenly became subservient, pleading, "Mr. Xiao, we can't hold on much longer. Where are you?"

"Ten minutes!"

The other side only replied with three words.

Qin Hanshan, whose call had been hung up, froze for a moment, muttered to himself, and then instructed Ma Sanchun, "The little ones are all scared to fight. You personally take command and hold on for ten minutes."

"Alright!"

Ma Sanchun got up and left.

In the past, to seize business, the Ma and Niu families had wanted to ally to eliminate the Lin family. But because Ye Zixiao had appeared halfway through, their battle had dragged on until now. Ma Sanchun had devolved into Qin Hanshan's dog.

"Brothers, hold the line."

Ma Sanchun, who had just arrived on the rooftop of the third floor, yelled at the top of his lungs, "Reinforcements are coming soon. Hold on for another five minutes. If you can hold for five minutes, everyone will get rich."

"Lin Bin, you useless piece of shit!"

Qin Tian was still cursing at Lin Bin beside him.

"You, go down and kill him."

Ma Sanchun commanded his son-in-law with annoyance.

"Who? Me?"

Qin Tian glared, suddenly bursting into abusive language like a lunatic. "Ma Sanchun, who the hell do you think you are to order me around? I'm already tired of your daughter. Fuck, she's just a slut!"

"What did you say?"

Ma Sanchun was immediately furious.

He had enmity with the Lin family and hated Ye Zixiao, but he now had to rely on the Qin family. However, no father could tolerate his daughter being insulted like this by his son-in-law.

"What, you want to hit me?"

Qin Tian, who dared not go down, vented his anger at his father-in-law. "Did I say something wrong? Don't you know what kind of person your daughter is? At least five hundred men have slept with her."

"I'll go fuck your mother!"

Ma Sanchun was completely enraged.

He put all his strength into it and suddenly kicked Qin Tian hard in the lower back. The insane Young Master Qin could not dodge and was sent flying by the kick.

"Waaah!"

Qin Tian cried out instinctively.

"Holy shit, get out of the way!"

Lin Bin, who was downstairs, immediately shouted.

Just as Qin Tian was about to land, Ma Ya'ai rushed onto the rooftop. This woman wasn't concerned about her father or husband; she wanted to see if there was a chance to escape!

"Old Ma, where's Qin Tian?"

Ma Ya'ai called out disrespectfully.

"Who? Die!"

Ma Sanchun, with bloodshot eyes, was dazed. Hearing the voice, he turned and attacked. With two consecutive punches, he knocked Ma Ya'ai down. She rolled down from the eaves.

"Ah? God!"

Realizing it was his daughter, Ma Sanchun instinctively tried to grab her, but his foot slipped, and he fell too, following his daughter and rolling down from the third floor.

"Holy shit, there's more, everyone get out of the way."

Lin Bin downstairs exclaimed again.

There were many people in this area, but Lin Bin's voice was loud, and he was the third young master, so the Lin family members immediately dispersed. Some didn't even know what was happening.

Three thuds in succession.

Three people fell from the third floor.

Qin Tian landed face-first, wailing on the ground. Ma Ya'ai landed head-first and was killed instantly. Ma Sanchun landed on his backside, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

"Old Ma, what are you playing at?"

Lin Bin approached curiously, genuinely confused. Even if the Qin family was on the verge of being conquered, why would these three people jump off the building to commit suicide?!

"My daughter, where is my daughter?"

Ma Sanchun yelled, baring his teeth.

"Dead!"

Lin Bin kicked the corpse over.

"Ahhh!"

"Shut your mouth!"

Lin Bin, also a lunatic, was too lazy to find out why. Fearing that Ma Sanchun might jump up and bite him, he went ahead and stabbed him three times, all into his heart.

Ma Sanchun vomited blood.

In less than five seconds, he was dead!

"You bastard, spit!"

Lin Bin spat at the corpses of the father and daughter, wiped the blood off his knife with his sleeve, turned around, kicked Qin Tian, who was lying prone, and said, "You really have guts, you actually dared to come down?!"

"Help, help..."

It could be said that Qin Tian was quite lucky.

He had no serious injuries and managed to push himself up. Moaning, he suddenly raised his head and met Lin Bin's face directly.

Qin Tian's face was smashed flat!

His mouth was shattered, his nose was flattened, one eye was burst, and his entire face was covered in blood, making him look incredibly terrifying. Even special effects in horror movies weren't as scary as him.

"Holy shit, a ghost!"

Lin Bin kicked him directly in his ghost-like face. Qin Tian fell heavily backward, hitting the ground. The violent impact to his head caused him to lose consciousness on the spot.

"You damn thing, trying to scare me!"

Lin Bin was indeed not a normal person. He yelled furiously and kicked Qin Tian's face repeatedly. Poor Qin Tian, in his dying moments, still ended up with a disfigured face.

And so.

Ma Sanchun, Ma Ya'ai, and Young Master Qin died. Although it seemed like Lin Bin was involved in their deaths, in reality, they had met their end by their own people, as if guided by some unseen force.

Qin Tian had brought death upon himself.

If Ma Ya'ai hadn't called her father "Old Ma" and had called him "Dad," she wouldn't have been accidentally killed.

As for Ma Sanchun, this beast, he perfectly embodied the old saying – those who bring doom upon themselves cannot escape it!

"Charge in!"

"The door is open, kill all the Qin family members."

"Revenge, charge!"

The sturdy anti-theft door was kicked open, and the bulletproof glass was smashed. With no further obstacles, the Lin family members, led by Ye Zixiao's relentless charge, finally broke through the Qin family's door.

The subsequent battle was simple.

Ye Zixiao continued his fierce onslaught. The Qin family confidants on the first floor quickly collapsed in the face of death; some ran, while those who couldn't escape immediately surrendered.

There were still a few who dared to attack on the second floor.

They were easily dispatched by Jasmine and Old Vine.

Ye Zixiao went all the way up and kicked open the reinforced door leading to the third floor. Just as he was about to rush in with his saber, gunshots suddenly rang out, and a volley of bullets whizzed towards him.

"Damn it, are they imitating me?!"

Ye Zixiao laughed as he dodged.