Billionaire God of War

As long as he was still alive, he wasn't going to let that dark shadow pass.
SWOOSH!
The shadow decided not to waste his time talking. There was no point in talking to Chen Huangtang anyway. He charged the
latter again and sent his fist flying a second time. This time, his punch was going to be harder.
BAM!
Chen Huangtang fell back and hit the wall hard. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face had turned
pale.
He wanted to get up again, but he felt weak. His meridians felt numb. What a terrifying punch!
This was another terrifying martial artist, a monster that was almost as powerful as Mr Lang.
The fact that Chen Huangtang had been able to survive those two blows was a testament to his abilities. But honestly, Jiang
Ning was the only person who could stop a monster like that. No one else could.
"Stop right there..."
Chen Huangtang clenched his jaw and pulled himself up. He was clearly struggling.
The shadow did not spare him a single glance as he headed for the ward.
He froze as soon as he placed his hand on the doorknob.
"Don't move." He heard a voice brimming with cold rage behind him. It was a fury that burned.
"I would take my hand off that doorknob if I were you." Peter Pan stood behind the shadow, his hands folded behind his back as
he stared unblinkingly at the intruder. "Unless you don't want it anymore."
The shadow turned around. Surprise flickered in his eyes when he saw Peter
Pan.
"You're awake too?"

"I told you to remove your hand from the doorknob!" Peter Pan bellowed suddenly. His voice boomed loudly in the shadow's
ears, momentarily disorienting the shadow. In the next moment, when the shadow regained his senses again, Peter Pan had
appeared right before him.
A surge of fierce wind rushed at the shadow and lashed at his face.
BAM!
A deafening explosion erupted in the air and sent the entire corridor shaking. Chen Huangtang shielded his vital organs hastily,
so that he would not be disoriented and deafened by the shockwave.
This was a fight between horrifyingly powerful martial artists. How terrifying!
Peter Pan grabbed the shadow's arm and flung him into the distance, away from the ward, like some barbarian.
He did not go after the shadow and instead stood before the doors of the ward. He turned and threw a glance at Chen
Huangtang. "Not bad. You're not bad at all."
Then, he turned his eyes back to the shadow in the distance.
"Well, I'm the one standing here right now. You want to try your luck again?" There was unconcealed provocation and scorn in
his voice.
It was as if he didn't see the powerful shadow as a threat at all.
"The people in the ward. Who are they to you?" snarled the shadow. "The punk's not going to work with us unless I kill them.
Don't you want his help? Don't you want to find the Longevity Pond?"
"I do," Peter Pan replied. "Who doesn't?"
"Then why are you stopping me?"
"Because you're going to hurt innocent people," scoffed Peter Pan. "Well, I like kids. How dare you try to kill a kid in my
presence. How dare you try to kill a newborn baby!"
His eyes lit with burning rage.

A murderous aura erupted from his person. Sah th (ind)vel.nt website on Gøøgl to access chapters of novels early and in
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The temperature in the corridor plummeted instantly. It felt freezing.
"I'm telling you. That punk won't be the only person going after you if you hurt that newborn baby. I'll hunt you to the very edge of
the world!"
The shadow's pupils contracted. He knew Peter Pan very well. The monster was a true Peter Pan with a childlike spirit. He
meant what he said. If he said that he was going to hunt him down, then he would do it, relentlessly.
"Why are you so stubborn? How long do you think you can live if you fail to find the Longevity Pond?" said the shadow
mockingly. "You're a man with one foot in the grave. Why should you bother yourself
with unnecessary troubles?"
Peter Pan ignored him.
He simply stood outside the door to the ward. Mr Lang, the man whom he had to kill, was right outside this bungalow. But he
wasn't going to budge. Not today. He stood there stubbornly like a child.
"The punk's coming in soon. When he's here, I'll be able to move away and kill you. Are you sure you're not leaving?"
The murderous glow in Peter Pan's narrowed eyes grew more intense as he stared at the shadow.