Ning Chengyu was trembling all over. He wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't move at all.
Seeing that Yang Chen was getting closer and closer to him, he finally could no longer bear the pressure that Yang Chen brought to him. He trembled all over and sat limply on the ground.
When he saw Yang Chen in the Han family parking lot yesterday, he thought Yang Chen was just a poor loser driving a Phaeton.
During Han Xiaoxiao's birthday party, he tried every means to oppose Yang Chen.
Especially when Han Xiaoxiao said in public that the person she liked was Yang Chen, it made him even more furious.
After being kicked out of the Han family in public, he had murderous intentions towards Yang Chen and instigated Feng Yiqin to do it.
Originally, he thought that if Feng Yiqin took action, he would definitely be able to kill Yang Chen easily. After all, they had done such things often.
As a result, Feng Yiqin was killed, and even the body was put into the trunk of his car without anyone noticing, and someone even filmed it.
It wasn't until Yang Chen instantly killed the strongest master of the Ning family in public just now that he realized how terrifying he had provoked.
If he knew that Yang Chen was so powerful, even if he beat him to death, he wouldn't bother Yang Chen!
It's just that it's too late to regret!
"Don't go too far!"
Ning Zhiyuan gritted his teeth.
He doesn't care about Ning Chengyu's life or death. To him, Liu Qing is far more important than Ning Chengyu.
But all the people present are the top wealthy families in Jiangping Province. If even the direct family members are killed by Yang Chen in public, how can the Ning family have the face to dominate Jiangping Province in the future?
"Ning Zhiyuan, you really don't know how to live or die. Even the strongest master of your Ning family was instantly killed by Mr. Yang. Do you think you are still qualified to stop Mr. Yang?"
Guan Xuesong said with a sarcastic look.
Chen Xinghai also said with a proud face: "He's just a stupid pig. He doesn't even know what kind of existence he has offended, and he dares to threaten Mr. Yang for going too far."
Ning Zhiyuan's face was extremely sad. He naturally understood that what Guan Xuesong and Chen Xinghai said made sense.
But even so, he couldn't just do nothing and watch Yang Chen kill his direct descendant of the Ning family, right?
"I admit that you are very strong, but are you strong enough to dodge bullets?"
Ning Zhiyuan suddenly said with a ferocious expression.
As he finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat behind him suddenly took out the hand that had been on the inside of the trench coat.
A black Colt appeared in the middle-aged man's hand, and the black muzzle was pointed directly at Yang Chen's head.
"Sharpshooter, Ding San!"
"It's rumored that Ding San always hits the target with his gun!"
"This time, that young man may be doomed!"
When they saw the middle-aged man in a trench coat pulling out a gun, the whole crowd was in an uproar!
Ding San looks to be about forty years old, wearing a long black windbreaker and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
It is hard to imagine that a sharpshooter with perfect accuracy could be short-sighted.
At this moment, Ding San stared at Yang Chen with a joking look on his face and said, "I advise you to stand still and don't move. As long as the head of the Ning family says a word, I will send you back to the west!"
"you dare!"
Guan Zhengshan and Chen Xinghai were immediately furious.
Han Xiaotian also looked angry and shouted at Ning Zhiyuan: "Ning Zhiyuan, you are playing with fire!"
"Playing with fire?"
Ning Zhiyuan looked sarcastic, pointed at Yang Chen and said angrily: "He is the one who plays with fire, not me!"
"He killed my Ning Zhiyuan in public, and now he wants to kill me, a direct descendant of the Ning family. Do you want me to really watch him kill me?"
"No matter who dares to challenge the majesty of my Ning family, there is only death!"
With the sharpshooter Ding San here, Ning Zhiyuan looked fearless.
He was also very shocked that Yang Chen could instantly kill Liu Qing, but so what?
He knew that some strong men who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts could burst out with great destructive power in an instant, but they still could not dodge hot weapons.
Over the years, the Ning family has been able to rank among the top three wealthy families in the provincial capital because of Liu Qing and Ding San.
A strong martial artist and a strong martial artist.
Although Liu Qing is dead, he still has Ding San.
In comparison, he is more optimistic about Ding San.
Huang Zhong, who was sitting in the top position, remained indifferent.
Everything today is under his control. Although Yang Chen's strength exceeds his imagination, for now, it is still not his turn to appear.
To him, the Meng family has lost its use value, and now it depends on the Ning family.
If the Ning family can solve the current problem, he can support the Ning family to ascend to the royal family of Jiangping Province.
If the Ning family also fails, he doesn't mind supporting a small family to rise to power.
For him, it is easy to create a royal family in Jiangping Province.
But before that, he must solve Yang Chen's problem.
Meng Hongye sat next to Huang Zhong uneasily, feeling resentful in his heart.
He had completely offended Yang Chen to death. Even if Huang Zhong wanted to give up on the Meng family, he could only choose to continue to follow the Huang family.
At this time, everyone was looking at the young figure in the center of the hall.
Yang Chen finally stopped and stared at Ning Zhiyuan with squinted eyes: "Give you a chance to redeem yourself, kill Ning Chengyu with your own hands, and I will give you a way to survive!"
"Hahahaha~"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Ning Zhiyuan laughed crazily. After laughing enough, he said with disdain: "You seem to have made a mistake. Now your life is under my control. I can make it happen with just one word."
You have no place to die, how dare you threaten me?"
"I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen a young man as arrogant as you. No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than Rewu?"
"Now I will also show you a way to survive. Submit to my Ning family, and I can give you a bright future!"
Ning Zhiyuan said proudly.
He wanted Yang Chen's life, but Liu Qing had just been killed, and he lacked martial arts experts around him.
Since Yang Chen can easily kill Liu Qing, his strength is naturally superior to Liu Qing's.
If Yang Chen can be subdued, his Ning family will become even more powerful!
Ding San's Colt is always pointing at Yang Chen's head, waiting for Ning Zhiyuan's orders at any time.
Huang Zhong, who was sitting at the top, frowned without any trace after hearing Ning Zhiyuan's words.
He told Ning Zhiyuan that once the Meng family failed, the task of unifying Jiangping Province and killing Yang Chen would be handed over to Ning Zhiyuan.
But now, Ning Zhiyuan wants to take over Yang Chen.
Ning Zhiyuan is not stupid. He has long understood that he is just a pawn in Huang Zhong's hands and can be abandoned at any time.
In this case, why would he still obey Huang Zhong in everything?
The Eight Gates of Yandu are very strong, but their base camp is in Yandu. If his Ning family can become the royal family of Jiangping Province, he will not be afraid even of the Eight Gates of Yandu.
When Yang Chen heard that Ning Zhiyuan asked him to surrender, he had a weird look on his face. He asked him, the majestic guardian war god of the north, to be his bodyguard. Looking across Kyushu, who has this qualification?
"It seems that you still don't cherish the way of life I gave you!"
Yang Chen shook his head, looking helpless.
"So, you refuse to surrender to me?"
Ning Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "In that case, I'll send you on your way!"
His words were an action order given to Ding San.
"boom!"
A harsh sound resounded throughout the exchange hall, and everyone let out an exclamation.
But at the moment when Ding San fired, he found that Yang Chen had disappeared, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"This...how is this possible?"
The title of "Sharpshooter" is not earned in vain.
Over the years, countless people have died in his hands, and there is only one bullet in his gun. This is the pride and confidence of a sharpshooter.
And he has never failed, but this time, he actually failed.
He was obviously aiming at Yang Chen, but the person did disappear from his sight.
At this moment, a strong sense of crisis came, and the hairs all over Ding San's body stood up at this moment.
"This thing, to me, is just scrap metal!"
A voice full of sarcasm sounded from behind Ding San.