Out of the three assassins, one stepped forward.
"Brother, leave this kid to me." The man mocked Ye Chen, as if looking at his prey.
The leading man nodded coldly: "Hurry up, I still want to find a few Hua Country gals to play with after this."
The man walked step by step to Ye Chen: "Kid, my name is Kings. Dying by my hands is your good fortune."
But just at that moment, Ye Chen moved suddenly.
Ye Chen didn't respond with words, he just punched right into the man's chest.
Kings didn't expect this young man to be so dishonorable.
Before he could react, his body had already been sent flying.
Bang!
Kings was knocked straight out of the door with a single punch.
Ye Chen dusted off his hands: "I hate pointless chatter. If I can fight, I'd never talk."
The scene was deathly silent.
Kings was a notorious Blood Prison A-Level assassin, yet he had no chance to fight back in front of Ye Chen.
Song Ming was also stunned.
How could this Ye Chen be so powerful?
