As time passed by, Yang Chen sat in the car with no intention of leaving.
Ma Chao sat in the driver's seat, his eyes always staring at the door of the Gold Club.
"Come out!"
Yang Chen, who had been sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes, looked at the door and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures, an old man and a young man, came out.
Just as Ma Chao was about to get out of the car, he was stopped by Yang Chen: "Wait first!"
The two people who walked out of the Gold Club were none other than Yu Wenbin and Mr. Tang.
Mr. Tang was very vigilant. As soon as he walked out of the club, he immediately started to check the situation around him.
He didn't know if Yang Chen was there at all, but he had a bad feeling.
"Mr. Tang, that guy should have left, right?" Yu Wenbin also asked weakly with a worried look on his face.
Mr. Tang said: "Maybe!"
The two immediately got into a black Bentley.
"Follow me!" Yang Chen ordered.
Ma Chao immediately started the car and followed him not far or near.
Sitting in the Bentley, Mr. Tang always felt uneasy. His eyelids kept twitching, always feeling that something was going to happen.
Yu Wenbin did not feel this way, thinking that he had escaped from under Yang Chen's nose, and said with a sneer: "Yang Chen, you are just talking, you want to catch me, you are still young!"
Mr. Tang frowned without any trace. He always felt that Yu Wenbin was very arrogant. If Yu Wenbin didn't change his character, it would be difficult for him to compete with Yang Chen.
Not to mention the throne of the Cao family.
It was the night rush hour, and there were many cars on the road, and the speed was very slow. Mr. Tang didn't even realize that a black Phaeton was following him not far or near.
Half an hour later, the Bentley entered the fork in the road, followed closely by the Phaeton.
This time, Mr. Tang finally spotted Phaeton behind Bentley, and suddenly had a solemn look on his face: "You are really haunting!"
"who?"
"Who's haunting me?"
When Yu Wenbin heard what Mr. Tang said, the hairs all over his body stood up.
"Yang Chen!" Mr. Tang said truthfully.
"What?"
"He's here?"
"Where is he?"
When Yu Wenbin heard Yang Chen's name, he was completely panicked and asked anxiously.
"Shut up!"
Mr. Tang roared angrily and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't forget, you are the one who is going to inherit the throne of the Cao family. A young man with just a bit of brute strength scared you into being like this?"
Hearing this, Yu Wenbin quickly closed his mouth, but Yang Chen had already left a big psychological shadow on him, and his face was still full of fear at this time.
"Don't worry, I've been prepared! It's impossible to stop us!"
Mr. Tang narrowed his eyes and said. After the words fell, he dialed a number and went out: "Daoxiang South Road, stop a black Phaeton behind us!"
After that, he hung up the phone.
"Mr. Tang, who are you calling?" Yu Wenbin asked.
"The third-ranked killer organization in the world, the killers of Blizzard!" Mr. Tang responded truthfully.
Hearing the words "Blizzard", Yu Wenbin's face was full of surprise: "I didn't expect, Mr. Tang, that you could still contact the killer of the storm."
"It is rumored that the killers of Blizzard never take orders from Kyushu, but you can actually invite them."
"But no matter how strong Yang Chen is, if he encounters the killer of Blizzard, there will only be a dead end!"
Yu Wenbin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Mr. Tang's face was not relaxed at all, but instead looked solemn.
"Brother Chen, they found us!"
Ma Chao, who was driving in the Phaeton behind the Bentley, suddenly said.