Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Yang Chen's heart, the tip had even touched Yang Chen's clothes.
His speed was extremely fast, but Yang Chen was faster, and the fist that pierced through the door hit the man's chest fiercely.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, the man's body flew out directly.
Yang Chen's figure flashed and he came to the man in an instant.
Before the other party made a sound, Yang Chen's foot had already stepped on his neck, and the man's pupils shrank, full of fear.
He really couldn't understand how Yang Chen found himself after he had been hiding behind the bedroom door without making a sound.
Only then did Yang Chen see the face of the man. He was a man in his thirties with very strong muscles all over his body. The fierceness of his just shot was enough to show that he was extraordinary.
Not only that, he must have killed a lot of people, only such people, when they do it, will be so neat and tidy.
If it hadn't been for Yang Chen to feel the murderous aura on him just now, it would really be possible to be hurt by the opponent.
"Say, who sent you here?"
Yang Chen asked coldly, his voice full of strong killing intent.
With a slight force of his feet, the man felt that his neck was covered by a thousand catties of force, and Yang Chen could step on his neck with one thought.
The fear of death made the man on the ground pale to the extreme.
"The Meng family sent me here!"
The man gritted his teeth and said, Yang Chen stepped on his neck, his voice extremely dull.
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was the Meng family again. It seemed that he was too kind to the Meng family to let them provoke him again and again.
"I'm from the Meng family, you'd better let me go back, otherwise the Meng family will definitely not let you go. After all, in the Meng family, there are masters who are stronger than me, and..."
Seeing the change in the expression in Yang Chen's eyes, the man thought Yang Chen was afraid, and said with a threatening expression.
"Kacha!"
It's just that before he finished speaking, the foot that stepped on his neck suddenly exerted force, and a crisp sound of broken neck bones sounded, and the man died.
"This is the last time. If the Meng family dares to provoke, it can only be erased!"
Yang Chen finished all this, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed a call: "In my bedroom, there is a corpse, left at the door, by the way, change the bedroom door, I will go home in two hours."
"Yes!"
The other party responded.
Only two minutes have passed since Yang Chen entered the door.
"Xiao Yi still has a little work to do at hand, so let's go first, and she will go over when she's done."
As soon as Yang Chen got in the car, Qin Xi looked at him and said.
"Good!"
Yang Chen nodded, started the car and left.
Jiangzhou, dealer.
In a single-family villa, in front of a high-end solid wood tea table, sits a white-haired old man in Tang costume.
On the side, is the best generation of the second generation of bookmakers, Zhuang Sheng.
"Old Hong, thanks to you, otherwise the task given to me by the patriarch would definitely not be completed. I will substitute tea for wine and toast you!"
Zhuang Sheng poured two cups of tea, handed one to the old man, picked up one by himself, and said respectfully.
Lao Hong smiled heartily: "This is what it should be, don't be polite!"
After speaking, Old Hong picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Old Hong, you have also seen that video. That kid can fly out with a signature pen dozens of meters away and kill people. How long do you think he can last in Brother Zhao's hands with his skills?"
Zhuang Sheng asked suddenly.
Although Hong Lao had always been swearing, he was still uneasy and did not dare to show it in front of Hong Lao.
Old Hong smiled disdainfully: "It's just a trick to carve insects!"
As the voice fell, he grabbed an iron spoon on the tea table, waved it casually, and a cold light flashed.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, a translucent hole appeared on the anti-theft door of the villa in an instant.
Zhuang Sheng's eyes widened suddenly. This was the first time he had seen such a powerful master with his own eyes.
From where they were, a full fifteen meters away from the anti-theft door, the iron spoon reached Hong Lao's hands, but it instantly penetrated the anti-theft door like a bullet.
The anti-theft doors of the dealer's villa are all made of special alloy materials, and it is incredible that they are pierced by an ordinary iron spoon.
"My apprentice can do the same!"
Lao Hong looked proud. Although he did not respond to Zhuang Sheng's words, he used practical actions to tell him how powerful his apprentice was.
Zhuang Sheng recovered, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly said, "Old Hong, I'm thinking too much!"
Time passed minute by minute, and it had been two hours since Hong Lao's apprentice left, but no one came back.
Even Old Hong felt something was wrong.
"Old Hong, why hasn't Brother Zhao come back yet?Why don't you give him a call?"
Zhuang Sheng asked cautiously.
Old Hong frowned, with a bit of displeasure on his face: "What's the matter?It's only been two hours, can't you wait?"
"No, I didn't mean that, I just thought it was dinner time so that I could prepare meals for you."
Zhuang Sheng was shocked and quickly explained.
Old Hong snorted: "You let someone prepare first!"
"Yes!"
Zhuang Sheng hurriedly left the villa.
When Zhuang Sheng left, Mr. Hong dialed the apprentice's phone.
But after dialing several times in a row, they were all unanswered.
"Old Hong, it's not good!"
At this moment, Zhuang Sheng, who had just left, rushed in at once, his face full of horror.
"What happened?Make you so rude!"
Old Hong said angrily.
"Zhao, Brother Zhao, I'm back!"
There was still horror in Zhuang Sheng's eyes.
Before Hong Lao realized that something had happened, he sneered: "Isn't it normal for him to come back?"Did you help your dealer kill someone, and you still have to stay outside?Let him come to see me!"
"Zhao, Brother Zhao, he, he is dead!"
Zhuang Sheng swallowed, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and stammered.
"what?"
Lao Hong stood up with a rub, his face full of shock.
He knew best what the strength of his apprentice was, and the apprentice who was sent to kill Yang Chen was one of his most proud apprentices, who completely inherited his martial arts.
But now, Zhuang Sheng told him that the person was dead!
"Dead?Who died?You tell me again!"
Old Hong's figure flashed, and he instantly came to Zhuang Sheng, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him up with one arm.
Zhuang Sheng's face turned pale, his pupils were full of horror, and his throat was choked. He couldn't breathe well, so how could he speak?
With a "boom", Zhuang Sheng was left aside by Old Hong.
Old Hong gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you!"
Soon, Old Hong saw a corpse, which was his most proud disciple, with a bloody chest.
The apprentice's head was tilted to the side, and his neck had been broken. Obviously, this was the fatal blow.
His eyes were still wide open, his eyes full of despair.
All of this shows the pain and fear he is suffering in front of him.