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 faintly: "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?
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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, 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 said nothing 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, 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?"