Yang Chen jokingly said that after three generations of the Xiong family had accidents, Ma Chao immediately investigated Xiong Bocheng's affairs clearly.
They even found out who Xiong Bocheng's biological parents were.
Xiong Bocheng's eyes widened suddenly. No one knew about his adoption except the former head of the Xiong family, Xiong Qingshan, and Xiong Boren and Xiong Wei's father and son.
Otherwise, he would not be able to easily control the Xiong family after the death of the third generation of the Xiong family.
But now, a minor character at the bottom of his eyes revealed the fact that he was adopted.
"Who are you anyway?"
Xiong Bocheng stared at Yang Chen with his sharp eyes.
He didn't believe that Yang Chen was just a son-in-law of the Qin family. Only now did he realize that when Xiong Wei was beaten to half death and Xiong Boren also had his limbs broken, it wasn't that Yang Chen didn't know who the Xiong family was.
status, but simply didn’t take the Xiong family seriously.
At this moment, Yang Chen's cell phone rang.
"Yang Chen, Dad is fine. It's just some superficial injuries. Don't do anything stupid impulsively."
Qin Xi's worried voice came from the receiver.
Qin Xi was angry because Qin Dayong was beaten unconscious earlier, so he did not stop Yang Chen from taking revenge.
Now that Qin Dayong's test results have come out and the injury is not serious, Qin Xi's anger has subsided and he has calmed down a lot. He was worried about what Yang Chen had done to Wang Luyao, so he reminded Yang Chen as soon as the test results came out.
Yang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I know what's appropriate. I'll go to the hospital to see Dad in half an hour!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Qin Xi said.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen suddenly looked at Huang Wu beside him and asked: "How long does it take to get to the People's Hospital from here?"
"It's very close, you can get there in about ten minutes," Huang Wu responded.
"That's good, there are still twenty minutes, enough time!" Yang Chen nodded and said.
"Boy, you don't think you can walk out of here alive today, do you?" Xiong Bocheng asked with a playful look on his face.
Yang Chen didn't even look at him. Instead, he looked at Wang Luyao, whose head was only exposed. He squinted at her and said, "Call your husband and ask him to pick you up here within ten minutes!"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Wang Luyao was immediately shocked and said in a panic: "Bo Cheng, kill him quickly!"
"Boy, what did you just say? I don't think I heard you."
Xiong Bocheng's hand that had been placed in the cup suddenly took out a black Colt, with the muzzle pointing straight at Yang Chen.
Huang Wu's face turned pale, and Wang Qiang's warning suddenly sounded in his mind, even if Yang Chen asked him to die, there should be no hesitation.
There was also what happened just now at the gate of the Xiong family residence. Yang Chen flicked his finger, and the high-hanging plaque fell down instantly.
Thinking of this, Huang Wu's mind became hot and he immediately blocked Yang Chen's face and said angrily to Xiong Bocheng: "How dare you try to shoot!"
Yang Chen was also a little surprised. The reason why he asked Huang Wu to follow was just to scare Wang Qiang, and he didn't think about what Huang Wu could do.
Now Huang Wu's performance made him suddenly appreciate this young man with yellow hair.
Xiong Bocheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he squinted at Yang Chen behind Huang Wu: "I didn't expect that there would be someone else willing to die for you, but I wanted to see who else would be there after I kill Huang Mao first.
Can I protect you?"
After the words fell, Xiong Bocheng pressed his fingers lightly.
It wasn't until this moment that Huang Wu realized that he was hot-headed. It was just Wang Qiang's words and everything he saw at the door of Xiong's house that made him really think that Yang Chen could solve the trouble at hand.
What Xiong Bocheng is holding is a gun!
His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and a huge bead of sweat was on his forehead, constantly flowing down his yellow hair.