Chapter 217: No One Wants to Live
The cars behind stopped almost at the same time.
Trying to carefully break free his arm from Liu Mengyan's embrace, although he was a little reluctant, but this woman, if she kept holding herself, it was really inconvenient.
Pulling the car door, Yang Chen walked out.
He lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself, curled the corners of his mouth as he stared at the people who stepped out of the cars behind.
A large group of people.
Five or six off-road vehicles were definitely overloaded, and a total of more than forty people were loaded.
Under the moonlight, a piece of black pressure quickly dispersed in front of Yang Chen, led by a tall, strong, tiger-like man.
This guy's name is Tang Hu, nicknamed Siberian Tiger.
Tang Ye's eldest son is different from other godsons, this is Tang Ye's own son, the kind of person who is cultivated by the next generation of bosses.
As for the other large group of people next to him, they were all under Tang Ye's hands, the most fierce, the most powerful, and a group of people who dared to fight and kill.
Originally, there was no need for the Siberian Tiger to come out in person, but if the Siberian Tiger wants to become the boss of the next generation, it must do certain things.
This kind of power does not mean that you are the son of the boss, you can inherit this power, you must come up with enough capital to make other brothers submit to you.
If you don't have enough strength, no matter what kind of identity you are, there won't be too many people who care.
With a hideous smile on his face, he walked over to Yang Chen with more than forty brothers around him.
"Are you Yang Chen, you're very awesome, you dare to meddle in our tiger's affairs, you're tired of it, right?" said the Siberian tiger in a subtle voice.
Yang Chen felt a little weird, what are these people doing?
Think you're an agent inside The Matrix?
In the middle of the night, they all wore sunglasses, and they even wore headphones in their ears.
That strange dress made Yang Chen feel a little inexplicable, and he didn't know what these people wanted to do.
"You guys, what are you doing here? On a big night, wearing sunglasses, can you see clearly?" Yang Chen kindly reminded: "Wearing sunglasses at night is not good for your eyes." ”
Yang Chen's attitude made the Siberian Tiger laugh.
"Boy, do you still want to fool me into taking off my sunglasses, don't think we don't know your skills, you will hypnotize, Lao Tzu with sunglasses and headphones, I see how you still hypnotize us, this time you are dead." The Siberian tiger snarled triumphantly, its face twisted.
Hypnosis?
What's that?
I really can't.
"It seems that you know that you are going to die, and you actually drove the car here, so that it is convenient for us to do it, the service is really thoughtful." ”
"In that case, I'll give you a chance, and when I kill you later, I'll be a little quicker and won't let you suffer for too long. "The Siberian Tigers have a chance to win.
In the eyes of the Siberian Tiger, this guy in front of him is just hypnotic, as long as he wears sunglasses and headphones, this guy's hypnosis will not be of any use to himself at all.
On the contrary, these brothers all have guys on them, and it is simply an easy thing to kill this Yang Chen.
"I shouldn't have offended you, why are you bothering me?" Yang Chen was a little puzzled.
"Didn't offend us? Damn bastard, he killed thirty-two of our brothers before and robbed the woman that my dad fancied, and now he dares to say that he didn't offend us?"
Thirty-two brothers, women? Yang Chen finally understood: "You are Tang Ye's subordinates, right?"
"That's right, now you know how powerful you are, right?" said the Siberian tiger was proud.
Yang Chen nodded slightly.
I sighed a little helplessly.
"Do you regret it?" asked the Siberian Tiger.
"Not really, it's just ...... It's going to kill again, but I really don't like that. His brows furrowed tightly.
Why is this so?
Obviously, I'm not the kind of person who likes to kill people very much, but why is there always this kind of garbage, and I don't know how to die and send it to death?
Are there really so many people in this world who don't want to live?
Originally, I thought that Yang Chen would be very scared, but I didn't expect that after hearing such words from Yang Chen's mouth, the Siberian Tiger's face suddenly became gloomy.
Killing?
This guy still wants to kill so many old fritters on his side?
"Looking for a dead ......," the Siberian tiger shouted.
In the next second, with a bang, a double-barreled shotgun was pulled out of his arms.
As for the younger brothers in the back, they immediately grabbed their weapons from their arms, and in an instant, more than thirty muzzles were aimed at Yang Chen almost at the same time.
Rumble......
One-headed shotgun.
The Siberian tiger, obviously not the kind of person who will talk to people for too long, just took out the guy, immediately pulled the trigger, a bullet, and suddenly roared forward.
It's not the usual dozen shotguns, but single-headed bullets, which are much larger and more exaggerated than ordinary bullets, and at the same time, they are extremely penetrating, even if they are hard walls, they can penetrate directly.
As for the human body, it will be sprayed directly into pieces.
A smug smile has appeared on the face of the Siberian tiger, this kind of fool, just go to hell alone to regret it.
Picture...... Freeze frame.
The smile on the Siberian tiger's face also stiffened there.
Originally, the Siberian Tiger thought that he could see the picture of Yang Chen's chest being pierced by a huge hole, but no, at the moment when the bullet sprayed out, Yang Chen raised his right hand.
It looks like a knee-jerk move.
This guy, stupid idiot, still wants to grab the bullet with the palm of his hand......?
However, it was the palm that didn't look very strong, and the two fingers pinched the bullet lightly.
The exaggerated bullet, the moment the finger touched it, stayed in mid-air, more than 20 centimeters away from Yang Chen's chest, as long as it was an instant, the bullet could completely destroy this man's heart in an instant.
But even this little distance can no longer move forward.
There was silence for a moment, and the smile on the Siberian tiger's face disappeared.
Everyone stared blankly at the picture that appeared in front of them, and felt their hearts pounding.
Fingers, pinched bullets?
This...... How the is that?
Who can actually grab it with his hands...... No, two fingers, pinching the bullet?
This kind of thing, I can't even think of it, but it really appeared in front of me?
In a moment's effort, many people even think that they are wrong, how can this really happen?
Rubbing his eyes vigorously, he looked over again, the picture was not much different from before, Yang Chen was still standing there quietly, holding bullets in both hands, and his body was motionless.
After a few seconds, Yang Chen finally withdrew his finger.
glanced at the exaggerated and huge bullet in his hand, sneered, and with a slight pinch of his two fingers, the copper bullet instantly turned into fragments and fell to the ground, clanging.
The shock in the heart of the Siberian tiger almost turned into a kind of horror, making the Siberian tiger almost crazy.
"Did you just say that I was hypnotic?" Yang Chen smiled.
"You're really wrong, I don't hypnotize, but I seem to know a little bit about other things. Yang Chen tilted his head and said with a smile.
As he spoke, he spread his arms.
Just above the arm, flames, like poisonous snakes, instantly entwined.
In a trance, Yang Chen's entire body was burning violently, as terrifying as a demon coming out of the boundless purgatory.
Obviously, he has a very strong power in his body, but in order to worry about not being regarded as a monster, Yang Chen can only suppress his power and not use it.
Seriously, that feeling, it's not very comfortable.
However, when Yang Chen really began to show his strength, there was only one result left.
That's ...... None of these people in front of him want to live.