Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce into Yang Chen's heart, the tip had even touched Yang Chen's clothes.

His speed was extremely fast, but Yang Chen was faster. The fist that pierced the door slammed hard on the man's chest.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, accompanied by the sound of bone breaking, the man's body flew out directly.

Yang Chen's figure flashed and he came to the man in an instant.

Before the other party could make a sound, Yang Chen's foot had already stepped on his neck, and the man's pupils were full of fear.

He really couldn't figure out how Yang Chen discovered himself, even though he hadn't made any sound, and had been hiding behind the bedroom door.

Only then did Yang Chen see the man's face. He was a man in his thirties, full of strong muscles. From his ruthlessness just now, it was enough to show that he was extraordinary.

Not only that, he must have killed many people, and only such people will be so quick and neat when taking action.

If Yang Chen hadn't felt the murderous aura on his body just now, he might have been hurt by the other party.

"Say, who sent you?"

Yang Chen asked coldly, his voice full of strong murderous intent.

His feet were slightly pressed, and the man felt that his neck was covered with a thousand kilograms of force. Yang Chen could step on his neck with just one thought.

The fear of death made the man on the ground look extremely pale.

"It was the Meng family who sent me here!"

The man gritted his teeth and said, his voice was extremely dull when he was stepped on by Yang Chen.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. It was the Meng family again. It seemed that he was too kind to the Meng family, which made them provoke him repeatedly.

"I am from the Meng family. You'd better let me go back, otherwise the Meng family will definitely not let you go. After all, in the Meng family, there are experts who are stronger than me, and there are…"

The man saw the change in Yang Chen's eyes and thought Yang Chen was afraid, so he said with a threat.

"Click!"

But before he finished speaking, the foot that stepped on his neck suddenly exerted force, and a crisp sound of a broken neck sounded, and the man died with his eyes closed.

"This is the last time. If the Meng family dares to provoke, then they can only erase it!"

After Yang Chen finished all this, he seemed to have nothing happened and said calmly.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number: "In my bedroom, there is a body, thrown to the door of the house, and then change the bedroom door. I will go home in two hours."

"yes!"

The other party responded.

It only took two minutes from Yang Chen's entry to now.

"Xiao Yi still has some work to be busy with, so let's go first. After she finishes her work, she will go."

As soon as Yang Chen got into the car, Qin Xi looked at him and said.

"good!"

Yang Chen nodded and started the car and left.

Jiangzhou, the dealer.

In a single-family villa, in front of a high-end solid wood tea table, a white-haired old man in Tang Dynasty costume sat.

On the side, there is the best generation of the second generation of the Zhuangjia, Zhuang Sheng.

"Old Mr. Hong, thanks to you, otherwise the task assigned to me by the head of the family would definitely not be able to be completed. I will use tea instead of wine to toast you!"

Zhuang Sheng poured two cups of tea, handed the old man a cup, picked up one himself, and said with a respectful look on his face.

Mr. Hong smiled heartily: "This is what you should do, you don't have to be polite!"

After saying that, Mr. Hong picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Old Hong, you have also watched that video. That boy can fly out with a sign pen from dozens of meters away and kill people. Do you think with his skills, how long can he last in Brother Zhao's hands?"

Zhuang Sheng suddenly asked.

Although Mr. Hong has always been swearing, he is still worried and dare not show it in front of Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong smiled disdainfully: "It's just a trick!"

After he finished speaking, he grabbed an iron spoon on the tea table, waved it casually, and a cold light flashed.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a light-transmissive hole appeared on the villa's security door.

Zhuang Sheng's eyes suddenly widened. This was the first time he had seen such a powerful master with his own eyes.

From where they were, fifteen meters away from the security door, the iron spoon came to Mr. Hong's hand, but it instantly penetrated the security door like a bullet.

The security doors of the dealer villa are made of special alloy materials, and are actually pierced by an ordinary iron spoon. It is simply incredible.

"My apprentice can do this too!"

Old Hong looked proud. Although he did not respond to Zhuang Sheng's words, he told him with practical actions how powerful his disciple was.

Only then did Zhuang Sheng come to his senses, wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly said, "Old Hong, I'm too worried!"

Time passed by minute by minute, and it had been two hours since Mr. Hong's apprentice left, but no one came back.

Even Mr. Hong felt something was wrong.

"Old Hong, why haven't Brother Zhao come back yet? Why would you call him?"

Zhuang Sheng asked carefully.

Mr. Hong frowned, with a little displeasure on his face: "What? You can't wait for only two hours?"

"No, I don't mean that, I just thought that it was time for dinner so that someone could prepare meals for you."

Zhuang Sheng was shocked and quickly explained.

Mr. Hong snorted: "You can ask someone to prepare first!"

"yes!"

Zhuang Sheng hurriedly left the villa.

After Zhuang Sheng left, Mr. Hong called his disciple.

But several times were called up in a row, but no one answered.

"Old Hong, it's not good!"

At this moment, Zhuang Sheng, who had just left, rushed in suddenly, his face full of fear.

"What happened? It made you so rude!"

Mr. Hong said angrily.

"Zhao, Brother Zhao, I'm back!"

There was still horror in Zhuang Sheng's eyes.

Before Mr. Hong realized something was wrong, he sneered: "Isn't it normal for him to come back? Could it be that he would have to stay outside if he helped your banker kill someone? Let him come to see me!"

"Zhao, Brother Zhao, he, he is dead!"

Zhuang Sheng swallowed, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and stuttered.

"What?"

Mr. Hong stood up with a sudden thrust, his face full of shock.

He knew the strength of his disciple, and the disciple who was sent out to kill Yang Chen was his most proud disciple, who completely inherited his martial arts.

But now, Zhuang Sheng told him that the person was dead!

"Die? Who is dead? Say it to me again!"

Old Hong flashed, and he came to Zhuang Sheng in an instant, grabbed his throat and raised him with one arm.

Zhuang Sheng's face turned pale, his pupils were full of fear, and he was strangled to his throat. He couldn't breathe anymore, so how could he speak?

With a "bang", Zhuang Sheng was thrown aside by Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you!"

Soon, Mr. Hong saw a corpse, which was his most proud disciple, with his chest covered in blood.

The apprentice's head was tilted to the side and his neck was broken. Obviously, this was a fatal blow.

His eyes were still wide open, and his eyes were filled with despair.

All of this shows the pain and fear he endured in front of him.
Chapter completed!