One hundred thousand dollars.

More than 600,000 yuan.

can change the fate of a poor person.

For high-income Americans, too, this is not a small number.

Some of the unscrupulous madmen in the building who were unscrupulous for money became more and more unable to resist the temptation, and even many prostitutes who listened to the radio were eager to kill Yang Chen.

Money is the devil.

It can make good people vicious.

can make fathers, sons and brothers turn against each other.

It can also drive men and women who don't love each other to share a bed.

In the hall, Yang Chen listened to the radio, squinted his eyes, casually took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and smoked quietly, the amount of 100,000 US dollars made him want to laugh.

Someone once paid dozens of times the price to buy his head, and he still lives unharmed to this day, leaving only a few scars on his body that symbolize glory.

It was also at that time that he killed one-third of the top 20 killers in Asia, including Leng Feng, the number one assassin in Asia, and the saber shocked the entire killer world from then on, and no one dared to take on the assassination of the saber anymore.

In the minds of many killers, the saber is the undefeated king.

When the smoke burned out, Yang Chen looked up at the surveillance camera, and took a long breath of smoke, revealing his edge.

In the monitoring room on the eleventh floor, the bearded man in front of the monitor and the mad wolf standing behind him respectfully, looking at Yang Chen at this moment, they all felt uncomfortable, not angry, but inexplicable palpitations.

Yang Chen flicked the cigarette butt in a dashing manner, walked forward more than ten meters, in the open patio, the fence of each floor surrounds the patio, there are step buildings on the north and south sides, spiraling upward, until the roof, the patio ceiling is composed of transparent glass, and the sunlight can shine in during the day.

Yang Chen also noticed that there were two old-fashioned elevators on the east and west sides of the patio.

The dimly lit building is facing, with rooms on all sides, and the doors of each room face the patio, and some people lock the doors, and some people push open them, walk to the fence, and look out at the patio.

Yang Chen closed his eyes, a strange smile appeared on his handsome face, as if he had noticed countless pairs of greedy eyes staring at him, he had been dormant in the country these days, and there had never been a time when he was alone to kill.

A feeling that has not been seen for a long time.

The fighting spirit in his chest is full of energy.

Is it true that he was born to kill?

Yang Chen's doubts flashed, and immediately, the smile on his face was even worse, in the world of the weak and the strong, a grassroots like him from a poor family can only kill a piece of the world.

Men should kill, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

Mr. Qiu Sheng's murderous song tells the cruel and true side of thousands of years of history.

Which hero doesn't kill? What great man who stands on the pinnacle of great deeds is not a corpse with collapsed feet? Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the trace of depression in his heart disappeared.

At the same time, in the twelve-story building, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, a hundred thousand dollars, a naked temptation, I don't know how many black holes stretched out the muzzles from different floors, aiming at Yang Chen under the patio, and the sound of bullets being loaded was abrupt and piercing.

The corners of Yang Chen's mouth outlined an arrogant sneer, and he quickly moved, and almost at the same time, the muzzles of the guns sticking out downward from different floors erupted in flames.

Gunfire erupted.

Where Yang Chen had previously stood, the marble floor was shattered with dozens of shocking bullet marks, falling down like raindrops, and Yang Chen, who had escaped the fatal attack, ran a few steps wildly, suddenly exerted force, soared more than three meters into the air, grabbed the fence on the second floor on the north side of the patio with both hands, and turned into the second floor, and the action was so fast that the person who regarded Yang Chen as a prey was caught off guard.

At the same time, the people who witnessed this scene especially didn't understand Yang Chen's actions, so they didn't run to the elevators on the east and west sides of the patio, or retreated to the blind spot of the hall, what did they want to do?

There were also five or six men standing behind the fence on this side of the second floor, all carrying guns, and even an AK47, probably Yang Chen came too fast, and he didn't react, they all looked at Yang Chen blankly.

Yang Chen seemed to be reckless and rushed towards the crowd.

On the opposite side of the patio, several muzzles of guns sprayed tongues of fire, and countless bullets stirred up a string of smoke and dust sparks on the wall and door, chasing Yang Chen closely.

Those who are in a daze are miserable.

The creatures who were seen as prey ran past them, and one by one they tried to raise their guns, but the bullets fired from the opposite side mercilessly knocked them down.

This is all in Yang Chen's calculations.

The gunfire on the second floor stopped abruptly.

The person who fired the gun looked closely, Yang Chen had already rushed to the third floor, and the people who were killed were all people who lived in the building, they shouted and ran from the stairs to the third floor with their guns raised.

When these people went upstairs, the third floor was already in chaos, and the people who intercepted Yang Chen on the third floor did not make the mistakes of the people on the side, and gathered in one place.

No matter how many sheep there are, they are still sheep.

Yang Chen is the fierce wolf king, not giving anyone a chance to shoot, killing into the crowd, I don't know when there are two more sabers in his hand, or blocking or cutting.

Whew!

The sound of the blade cutting into the flesh was connected.

With Yang Chen's rapid pace, the people who stood in the way fell one after another, and after someone fell, the part that suffered the fatal wound slowly bleed, and the sharp blade, coupled with the extremely fast speed, could cause such an effect.

Two people were far away and wanted to shoot, but the saber shot by Yang Chen's hands pierced through the skull, and the huge impact made the two black men with big shoulders and round waists fall back and fall to the ground heavily.

At this moment, a person in the hidden room passed this opportunity with his bare hands from the cat's eye, opened the door coldly, raised the mountain opener with both hands, and gritted his teeth and slashed down.

The man was overjoyed.

One hundred thousand dollars, it's his.

Yang Chen didn't even look at the person killed in the oblique stab, almost out of instinctive reaction, he punched out, and the side hook knocked the man back into the room, thinking that the man who could succeed in the sneak attack fell to the ground of the messy room, his muscular chest collapsed deeply, and obviously the ribs of the whole board were shattered by a punch.

More than a dozen people from the second floor, looking at the situation on the third floor, gasped one by one, shocked, and then hesitated to chase or not, 100,000 US dollars is very tempting, but compared to a small life, it is too insignificant.

Now they finally understood why Yang Chen didn't take the elevator.

This ghost-like man is going to be killed layer by layer.

In the monitoring room on the eleventh floor, the bearded man who monitored Yang Chen's every move no longer had the previous calmness and calmness, and his expression was extremely solemn.

When Yang Chen went up to the sixth floor, basically no one risked $100,000 anymore.

In the monitor, behind the single-handedly majestic man, there is a road watered with warm blood.

Rao is beard, who has done a lot of dirty and bloody things for his family, saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel jealous, a little overwhelmed, hesitated for a long time, and said to the crazy wolf behind him: "You go and bring that little girl over, and then give orders to go down, and prepare to release the Titan." ”

The mad wolf, whose hand was wrapped in thick gauze, nodded, turned and left, knowing what the old godfather, a distant nephew, was going to do, and his heart was disdainful.

There are still more than 50 brothers in the building, and they can't wait to grab a life-saving thing.