Yang Chen glanced at Yang Xiangming expressionlessly, and then his eyes fell on Qian Biao, who was being pointed at by more than a dozen pistols.
Seeing Yang Chen, Qian Biao didn't dare to look at him, his eyes avoided, and his face was full of shame.
Yang Chen just wanted to see Qian Biao himself, and then his eyes returned to Yang Xiangming.
"You want to kill me?"
Yang Chen suddenly spoke, his expression extremely calm.
Yang Xiangming is also a ruthless master, otherwise he would not have sent people to kill Yang Chen just because Yang Wei was deposed. At this time, seeing Yang Chen's calm appearance, his heart was extremely uneasy.
Qian Biao was being pointed at by more than a dozen guns. As long as he gave an order, the muzzles of these guns would all point at Yang Chen, but Yang Chen didn't seem to see it.
This kind of person is either very confident or a fool.
Yang Xiangming believed that he was confident.
"You crippled my grandson and made him spend his whole life lying in bed. I want to kill you. Is there any problem?" Yang Xiangming looked angry.
Yang Chen smiled lightly: "You are completely different from what I imagined!"
"What's the difference?"
Yang Xiangming asked subconsciously.
"Originally, I thought that you had some vision and ability to make a small family become one of the first-tier families in Zhoucheng. But now it seems that I was overthinking it."
Yang Chen said with a joking face: "If you want me to evaluate, eight words are enough! I am short-sighted and look at the sky from a well!"
"presumptuous!"
Yang Xiangming suddenly became furious: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
After he finished speaking, the black muzzles of the dozen or so guns that were originally pointed at Qian Biao were instantly pointed at Yang Chen.
Qian Biao's expression changed slightly. After guessing Yang Chen's identity, how could he watch Yang Chen being pointed at a gun? He moved his feet and instantly stood in front of Yang Chen, saying angrily: "Who dares to move?
he!"
Seeing Qian Biao's actions, a trace of astonishment appeared in Yang Xiangming's eyes. Qian Biao was not even afraid of death and was actually protecting Yang Chen at this time.
Although he was shocked in his heart, Yang Xiangming soon laughed: "Qian Biao, originally I couldn't find your Achilles' heel, but now, I have found it."
"What do you mean?" Qian Biao said coldly.
"Since you want to protect him with your life, then he will be your Achilles' heel."
Yang Xiangming smiled proudly: "As long as you continue to work in my Yang family, I will let him live!"
Qian Biao's expression changed drastically. For him, even if he died, he would not stay in the Yang family to work. But who would have thought that Yang Chen would show up. If anything happened to Yang Chen, he would be the biggest sinner in the north.
Yang Chen didn't say anything and looked at Qian Biao with some admiration. Just before, Ma Chao had already investigated Qian Biao's matter clearly.
Although Qian Biao left the North eight years ago, there are some things that cannot be blamed on him.
"The Yang family has lost all conscience, and I will never stay in the Yang family!"
After a long time, Qian Biao suddenly spoke, his eyes turned red.
"Since you refuse, then just die with him."
Yang Xiangming's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a very strong killing intent in his pupils.
Qian Biao said nothing, gritted his teeth tightly, and firmly protected Yang Chen behind him, and suddenly said: "As long as they shoot, I will block all the bullets, and you can take the opportunity to leave."
He knew the strength of the top experts in the North and had confidence in Yang Chen and Ma Chao, and he had already made plans to die.
Yang Chen suddenly laughed, walked behind Qian Biao, and patted his shoulder gently: "If I don't let you die, who can kill you?"
Yang Chen's words were full of domineering and arrogant, but Qian Biao didn't think that Yang Chen was talking big words at all. He was filled with shock. Is this young Northern Guardian already that strong?
"Ha ha……"
Yang Chen's words made everyone in the Yang family laugh crazily.
After Yang Xiangming had laughed enough, he stared at Yang Chen with his fierce eyes: "I want to see how you can stop me from killing him with more than a dozen guns pointed at him?"
"How about giving it a try?"
Yang Chen raised the corners of his mouth, with a calm expression on his face.
"Yang Chen, don't think that I don't know what you think. You think that I am afraid of your Yuwen family identity, so you think that I dare not do anything to you."
Yang Xiangming said with a knowing look: "I have already investigated clearly. As early as more than ten years ago, you were kicked out by the Yuwen family. Even if the family gave you the Yanchen Group, you can only control one
The real helmsman of the small Jiangzhou branch of the Yancheng Group is still the Yuwen family!"
"Do you think I dare not kill you like this?"
Yang Chen shook his head: "The ignorant are fearless. You have no idea what kind of opportunities your Yang family has missed and what kind of existence they have offended."
"Arrogant!"
Yang Xiangming said angrily: "Since you are so arrogant, then I will kill your dog first to see if you can still be as arrogant as you are now."
A flash of sharpness flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, daring to insult his brother is punishable by death!
"shot!"
Yang Xiangming suddenly gave an order.
Qian Biao was shocked and turned pale. The moment Yang Xiangming opened his mouth, he immediately stood in front of Yang Chen.
"Get down!"
Yang Chen suddenly scolded and pressed Qian Biao's shoulder, causing his body to lie on the ground uncontrollably.
Ma Chao reacted faster. The moment Yang Xiangming finished speaking, he was already lying on the ground.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
At the same time, more than a dozen guns were fired at the same time, and the entire Yang family was filled with harsh gunshots.
Yang Chen's figure disappeared instantly, like a ghost, unable to catch his figure.
Everyone only fired one shot and found that the target was already lying on the ground. As for Yang Chen, he disappeared unexpectedly. Everyone felt like they had seen a ghost.
Yang Chen had already picked dozens of leaves and waved them casually.
"Puff! Puff! Puff..."
There were soft noises, and the dozen or so gunmen who had been standing there just now fell to the ground. The center of each person's forehead was a little scarlet, and the leaves had penetrated their heads.
Everything was in a flash of lightning. No one could understand what happened. They only saw Yang Chen picking off dozens of leaves, and then all the ten gunmen fell to the ground, dying with their eyes open.
Picking leaves and killing people!
The whole place was dead silent!
Yang Xiangming's body kept shaking, and he felt that everything was like a dream. His biggest reliance was not Qian Biao, but the dozen or so gunmen.
At this time, they fell to the ground without knowing it. Until death, the expressions on their faces did not change at all, and they did not expect such a result.
Qian Biao was suddenly pushed to the ground by Yang Chen. He only heard a series of gunshots, and then all the gunshots suddenly disappeared.
When he stood up, he saw that the dozen gunmen who had just pointed guns at them were all dead, and there was a line of blood on everyone's forehead.
At this time, the blood line gradually bloomed on the forehead like rose petals.