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Chapter 1217 White Hair Killer

Chen Miaojia was slightly stunned, and she looked at Chen Yang with a little confused look. () The younger brother, who has always been her own protection, would say such words today. She was indeed surprised.

In the eyes of the driver killer, Chen Yang is definitely harmless. He planned to arrest Chen Miaojia for a long time, and Chen Yang was just a by-passenger. This is just a slight effort!

It was at this moment that a black revolver appeared in the driver's killer's hand. He pointed at Chen Yang behind him and said, "Little guy, the bullet doesn't have eyes. I think you'd better not take the risk."

Before the driver's killer could finish his sentence, Chen Yang stretched out his hand as if lightning had been heard.

The next second, the gun had already reached Chen Yang's hands.

The driver was startled, braked immediately, and pulled the handbrake. Chen Yang pointed the gun at the driver with a smile and said, "The bullet does not have eyes, so you must be careful. My hands are prone to trembling, and maybe the gun will get fire."

The driver was shocked and suspicious. He turned to Chen Yang, suddenly smiled and said, "You rural child, do you know how to shoot? If the bullet is not shot, it will rebound. Do you know how to pull the bolt?"

Chen Yang smiled and said, "It's the first time I saw a gun, and I don't know how to shoot it. Why don't you try to take the gun away from me."

The driver stared at Chen Yang tightly.

This moment of change surprised Chen Miaojia and Tong Jiawen. Such changes were unexpected and they felt that they were too dramatic.

Chen Yang's calmness was like the Yuanyue Mountain, which made Chen Miaojia and Tong Jiawen calm down.

"You are just a secret energy cultivation." Chen Yang said lightly: "No wonder you don't know Taishan, and you actually want to deal with my sister in front of me. Your gun is a German revolver from 1996. There are four bullets in it, and the gun has already been on the way. The penetration of this kind of bullet is very gun, and ordinary bulletproof vests are useless at all. Is that right?"

The driver was shocked and even frightened and said, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Haven't you investigated it clearly?" Chen Yang said.

The driver said, "But you are just a fresh graduate junior high school student, how could you understand these?"

Chen Yang said: "You don't even think about who my uncle is. He has recruited me long ago."

"So that's it!" said the driver.

"Do you want to get off the car by yourself, or do I beat you to death and push you out?" Chen Yang said.

The driver said, "I got off myself."

Then he pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

Chen Yang immediately rushed to the cab and sat down. He pinned the revolver to his waist.

Chen Miaojia and Tong Jiawen breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, Tong Jiawen reacted and said, "Chen Yang, can you drive?"

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Look!" After that, he quickly set up gears. The car rushed out like he had eaten Viagra.

"Sit down and tie your seat belts. There is a car behind you." Chen Yang said.

The car rushed out like lightning. This business car was actually renovated and has bulletproof functions.

Chen Miaojia and Tong Jiawen also officially realized Chen Yang's tough driving skills. Tong Jiawen looked at Chen Yang's skillful drift, rapid avoidance, reaction, etc. When she thought about her driving skills, she immediately felt a little ashamed and ashamed.

At this time, Tong Jiawen and Chen Miaojia believed Chen Yang's statement. That is, he had been secretly recruited by Chen Ling and trained to become a super agent. Because there was no other reason to explain the scene in front of him.

The reason why Chen Yang did not hide himself was that he wanted to show something different from ordinary people in front of his uncle, so that he could win the trust of his uncle.

Following the rear is a BMW.

The BMW was soon lost. The person who drove the BMW was a man in his thirties. The man wore a sports sweatshirt, a hat, and a mask.

The man's name is Xia Tao.

Xia Tao is the god of car in their team. His cultivation is at the peak of dark energy, and his car is driving in a superb way.

However, Xia Tao was completely blinded at this moment.

"Fuck, I lost my modified BMW after chasing a business car?" Xia Tao felt that this was simply a bare-smudge in the face!

It's embarrassing!

But what he could not have imagined was that the transformation of the business car was even more powerful. Moreover, Chen Yang, who was driving, had extraordinary driving skills.

On the business car, Tong Jiawen and Chen Miaojia only had no choice but to vomit.

Chen Yang did not dare to relax at this time, because the other party’s plan was very exquisite. This time he made a lot of preparations.

They think that the driver can definitely control several of them alone. The BMW car is broken off, just in case.

Moreover, Chen Yang felt that the matter was not finished yet.

Due to the rapid speeding just now, the car has already driven to a relatively open area. This is a tree-lined avenue, and the sunlight is reflected by the leaves.

The wind blows, and the air is refreshing.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man had white hair, but he looked only in his twenties.

In this way, it is extremely strange and gloomy.

Moreover, the young man also took a sword in his hand.

"The sword in his hand!" Chen Yang saw the man's sword at a glance. He said to himself: "With his sword and the power of cultivation, if I want to break through, he will jump to the roof of the car instantly, and then stab anyone in the car with a sword."

"This person's cultivation level, based on his breath, should be the peak of the spiritual power." Chen Yang's thoughts were lit up, and he said in his mind: "The peak of the spiritual power, holding a sword in his hand, has extremely strong lethality. Perhaps even the masters of Jindan can die in his hands. It is also a gap of 200 kilograms of strength with me!"

Chen Yang stopped suddenly.

Tong Jiawen and Chen Miaojia's breathing became rapid, and they felt the terror of the white-haired young man.

"Sister, Teacher Tong, don't be afraid!" Chen Yang smiled and said, "I can handle it!"

Then, Chen Yang said, "You are in the car, don't get out." After that, he pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Tong Jiawen and Chen Miaojia looked at each other, and their hands were held together. Before they knew it, their palms were already covered in sweat.

Even if they know how to do martial arts, they have already realized that the visitor is an absolute master.

"Can brother deal with it?" Chen Miaojia was worried. She suddenly pushed the door and got out of the car, quickly walked to Chen Yang, protected Chen Yang with her body, and sternly said to the white-haired young man: "You can ask my dad any conditions you have. But you can't hurt my brother!"

Chen Miaojia was really afraid, afraid that Chen Yang would die at the hands of the white-haired young man. The fear of something wrong with Chen Yang had exceeded Chen Miaojia's own situation at this time.

At this moment, Chen Yang's chest was hot, and the old sister stood up to make his eyes burst into tears.

Seeing this, the white-haired young man immediately restrained his murderous intention. He said, "You two, come with me."

Chen Miaojia said, "No, I can only follow you alone. My brother is innocent."

"No!" said the white-haired young man without any refutation.

"Sister, it's OK." Chen Yang said: "We are not defeated again, why are you asking for forgiveness?"

"Stinky guy, don't be fooled, this is not a joke." Chen Miaojia scolded Chen Yang sternly.

She wanted to show her sister's majesty.

Chen Yang hugged the elder sister's waist and then pulled her behind her.

Tong Jiawen also walked out, and she looked at her in surprise by the side of the car. She didn't know whether she should go forward or escape. At this time, she was completely unconscious and had no idea.

The muzzle of the revolver in Chen Yang's hand was aimed at the white-haired young man.

The coldness in the eyes of the white-haired young man burst out, and he said coldly: "Little boy, you are looking for death."

Chen Yang said: "Is that true?"

The white-haired young man said, "I advise you to put away your gun and follow me obediently. Otherwise, my sword will cut my stomach open and you will see your intestines mixed with blood flowing out."

Chen Yang said: "But I believe in the gun in my hand more."

Seeing that Chen Yang was not afraid at all, the white-haired young man sneered and said, "Maybe you don't understand my realm yet. I am already in a divine movement and avoid it. Before your bullet was shot, I will notice it and dodge it first. No one's gun can hit me unless it is a strangle of the large army. But before the large army has surrounded me, I will notice the danger and escape first. You little baby, do you really think that holding a gun in your hand can intimidate me? It's a huge joke."

Chen Miaojia became even more nervous when she heard this.

Chen Yang sighed and said, "As a killer, are you talking too much nonsense? Oh, you mean no one can shoot you with a gun, right?"

The white-haired young man said coldly: "That's right!"

"Bang!" Chen Yang suddenly shot.

The bullet hit the white-haired young man's chest, and immediately a gorgeous blood-colored flower dyed on his chest.

"Isn't this just a shot!" Chen Yang said easily.

The white-haired young man looked at Chen Yang in shock, and he murmured: "How is that possible?"

"You can squeeze my bullets out through muscle squeezing. But if I hit your Adam's apple, or your eyes and eyebrows, you will be dead." Chen Yang said: "I'm not very patient, and now I'll get in the car with me. If you dare to move rashly, I'll kill you."

The gray-haired young man stood there in a daze.

Chen Yang said: "Three...two..."

"Okay!" The white-haired young man finally agreed.

Chen Yang sneered.

The change in the matter once again made Chen Miaojia and Tong Jiawen feel full of drama.

Chen Yang said again: "Take the sword to me."

"Okay!" The white-haired young man suddenly exerted his energy, and the cold long sword shot at Chen Yang like a lightning.

The white-haired young man did not move rashly, and he stared at Chen Yang carefully.

Chen Yang held a gun in his left hand and stuck out his right hand, and directly held the hilt of the sword in his hand. The whole process was thundering quickly, and Chen Yang's eyes were always staring at the white-haired young man. The white-haired young man sighed in his heart, because just now, Chen Yang's flaws were not revealed at all.
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