Fuse (1)

 Chen Qun's face flushed red as his veins expanded. He climbed up from the ground; he thought he finally had the time to breath when a wall of wind slammed into him. 

 A muscular two-meter-tall brute with a dark face laughed loudly as he walked downstairs with his double-bladed axe. 

 Chen Qun's eyes widened even more when he saw that the brute held his cousin Chen Youjin in one hand!

 She was the prettiest among his cousins, but also the youngest. At the moment, her face lost all color as she tried her best to break away, but she was too weak to do anything. The brute casually walked downstairs with her in his hands. 

 "Pretty woman. It happens that I'm quite annoyed lately; what a great way to release all my stress!" Bie Feihe laughed coldly as he threw Chen Youjin on the ground, then grabbed the girl's collar and gave it a violent rip. 

 "Rip!"