A group of soldiers, armed to the teeth and dressed like special forces, wearing gas masks, surged into the entrance of the church.

The light outside the church shone in, landing on the tall and splendid man in the center.

He was wearing a black trench coat, from head to toe in pure black, donning luxurious black gloves, a pair of sunglasses sat proudly on his face, obscuring his features. All that was visible was a sharply chiseled chin and thin lips, radiating a malicious chill.

Without uttering a word, he stood there, exuding a chilling coldness that made people shiver at heart!

It was as if the devil had arrived.

In his hand was a gun, the bullet that had just killed someone had come from it.

This was definitely not an exercise. The gun was real, the killing was real. The guests were all terrified, lying on the ground, their hands raised in surrender.

Damn it, this wedding was enough to choke a person. They didn’t know whether they were attending a wedding or a funeral.

The groom and the woman had run away, Old Sir Shang had been taken away in an ambulance, the bride had suddenly produced two children. Most frighteningly, this terrifying devil had made an appearance, killing people the moment he arrived — truly terrifying.

Earlier, they heard the bride’s daughter call someone "daddy." Good heavens, such a tangled relationship! Could it be that this man was the father of the bride’s two children? What on earth was happening, it was all so dizzying!

However, it was clear that the bride was doing better than the groom! Each man was more explosive than the last.

"All unrelated persons, leave immediately. Special forces secret operation," Feiyu methodically ordered the guests in a cold voice. In a chaotic mass, they fled from the church, yet those shrewish women were stopped by the armed soldiers.

The icy gaze of Third Young Master Jun swept over the women around Ye Lu.

The women suddenly felt as if they were being watched by the Grim Reaper. Their courage failed them, they were trembling and absolutely terrified, thinking of nothing else but begging for mercy.

"Which hand touched her?" he asked, his voice was calm as he questioned the woman who was nearest to Ye Lu.

The woman’s legs turned weak with fear. She was too terrified not to answer, "My...my right hand."

Bang, a bullet instantly and accurately penetrated the bones in her right hand. The woman let out a piercing scream as she rolled on the ground in pain.

Ye Lu’s heart jolted. She quickly covered the ears and eyes of both children and dropped to the ground. She knew this man was a heartless, bloody killer, a devil who wouldn’t blink at the sight of death.

She didn’t know how many shots had been fired. She was just so scared, all she could sense were the screams of agony from the women and a strong smell of blood filling the entire church.

It was extremely brutal and terrifying.

"Third Young Master, please don’t kill so brazenly. It’s a big hassle for me to clean up afterward..." Feiyu was frustrated. Initially, Third Young Master had been extremely angry, eager to settle accounts with Ye Lu, looking ready to tear her apart.

Now, he was taking vengeance for her, punishing these women who had abused her. Who said that women were fickle? Men were just as fickle too!

However, the unlucky one was him. He had to clean up the scene and find a legitimate reason to resolve this matter.

"This Young Master was acting in self-defense. Let’s see who dares to object," Third Young Master Jun coldly tossed aside the empty gun, not bothering to look at the wailing and bleeding women, and strode towards the mother and two children lying on the ground.

Feiyu was dumbfounded. Which part of his actions were self-defense? He was armed with a gun while the others were defenseless.

But these women deserved it, they had no business at someone else’s wedding. The vicious way they beat Ye Lu and even hurt the children was a manifestation of their twisted minds. It was better to deal with them so they cause harm no more.

"Well done, getting yourself in such a pathetic state, you deserve it!" Third Young Master Jun gritted his teeth and hoisted Ye Lu onto his shoulder.

Ye Lu struggled in fear.