Brother Hao saw that Chen Ang's kung fu in an instant had already repelled all the masters who were ambushed in the hall, and the muscles of his face twitched imperceptibly, becoming extremely ugly, he snorted coldly, turned his head and nodded to Liu Qiang, Liu Qiang turned around and walked out.

The Brilliant Hotel has only three floors, but the decoration is extremely luxurious. Chen Ang, who thought he would encounter obstacles on the stairs, did not expect to be able to reach the top floor smoothly.

The king's private room was at the end of the corridor, and Chen Ang walked on the thick carpet in the corridor, looking like a child, humming a little song in his mouth, and didn't seem to think that the fight just now was a big deal.

But he sensed the murderous aura that filled the corridor with his own unique acuity, and this murderous aura was even heavier than that in the hall just now.

But Chen Ang's face was still light and light, without a trace of waves. Such a scene is not an uncommon thing for him, in fact, there are not many things in the world today that can make Chen Ang's face move and his heart fearful, except for the legendary few supreme old men in the dark world, he doesn't pay attention to such an ambush killer at all.

Chen Ang walked towards the king's private room as if nothing had happened. The sound of him humming a little song echoed in the hallway, and it was as ugly as it sounded.

When he reached the middle of the corridor, the door to the right hand of the king's private room opened silently, and out of it came a thin man in a black suit, with sunglasses on his face.

He was neat and tidy, and although he was wearing sunglasses, Chen Ang could feel that his gaze was cold, and his face was cold, as if he was looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

With an Oriental samurai sword in his hand, he stood quietly at the end of the hallway, motionless as if he were a sculpture.

Chen Ang looked at him and walked forward without looking, humming a little song in his mouth without stopping. Chen Ang sighed in his heart, because in his eyes, the other party was already a waste. There are not many masters like this in the world, but unfortunately, it is he Chen Ang who met him today.

Just when the two of them were ten paces away, the man holding the Toyo sword suddenly moved all over his body. Chen Ang was greeted by a sharp knife, and under the refraction of the corridor lights, a dazzling light pierced Chen Ang's eyes.

This knife slashed vertically in the air, and slashed at Chen Ang extremely sharply.

Call!

The knife cuts through the air, bringing a knife wind. This knife is full of murderous intentions, like a life-threatening lightning bolt, which wants to bring Chen Ang to hell.

Even Zhao Jiahao and Yang Yuanhua, who were sitting in the king's private room, seemed to be shocked by the momentum of this dazzling knife, and their bodies did not move as if they were dead.

Seeing that this knife was about to slash straight down from the top of Chen Ang's head, but what was unexpected was that Chen Ang's body gently moved to the side, and the knife fell into the air, and the momentum of the seizure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The man with the knife saw that he had missed the knife, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with an incredible expression on his face.

But he hesitated for a moment, and then raised the Oriental sword in his hand again, wanting to swing it again to slash Chen Ang.

But his knife was raised, and an iron fist appeared in front of him with a whistling sound in an instant, and before he could come back to his senses, he felt the bridge of his nose hit hard.

Boom!

A dull, piercing eardrum-pounding sound sounded in the hallway, and the face of the man with the Toyo sword was sunk under the punch, and the entire bridge of his nose was broken.

The man spat blood from his mouth and flew his entire body backwards, including his sunglasses. Then the whole person smashed directly on the door of the king's private room.

The door to the king's chamber was smashed open, and the man with the Toyo sword collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, with only the strength to breathe.

Chen Ang grinned, stepped directly over his body, and entered the private room.

Brother Hao was stunned, he didn't expect that the first-class Oriental samurai he invited with a lot of money didn't even have a chance to fight back in front of Chen Ang.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, with a sneer on his face, looked at Chen Ang, who had just walked in with a calm face, and said in a loud voice: "I have to say, you are really capable of fighting, the masters I invited from all over the world are so vulnerable in front of you." No wonder you beat my brothers one after another, and dared to refuse my invitation. ”

Chen Ang smiled, walked leisurely in front of Brother Hao, picked up the teapot in front of him, raised his head and drank half a pot. Then he wiped his mouth and sighed in satisfaction.

said with a smile: "The tea tastes good, I didn't expect Brother Hao to have such a Yaxing as tea tasting." ”

Brother Hao looked at the young man who didn't take himself seriously in front of him, and instead of showing displeasure, he said calmly: "Chen Ang, I invited you here today for Yang Zhe's business. ”

"I know. When I see this old guy, I know what you're asking me to do today, but there's no need to put on such a big show. Chen Ang walked up to Yang Yuanhua and looked at him disdainfully.

"Hmph, you put my son in prison and beat Brother Hao again, it's really arrogant." Yang Yuanhua, whose face was a little pale, said stiffly.

Chen Ang patted Yang Yuanhua's shoulder with a smile and said, "Your son has come to this day, it is completely because your father and son usually create too many evils, no wonder others." ”

"Hmph, if you don't find someone as a witness to bite him, how can you go to jail? It's all your doing. Yang Yuanhua not only did not admit it, but also framed Chen Ang in turn.

Chen Ang grinned to find a chair, sat down, and said with a smile on his face: "What if I did it?" I also told you that it was the bazi I was holding and asked him to testify against Yang Zhe. My brother has been framed by you and imprisoned for a few years, and your son will not be able to sit still for a few days? ”

Yang Yuanhua patted the table angrily and stood up, pointed at Chen Ang and said loudly: "The surname is Chen, what do you want?" ”

"What do you want? You should know! Chen Ang's eyes lit up coldly, and he said coldly: "I also want you to taste the feeling of a broken family and a separated wife." ”

"It seems that you are really here for revenge, Chen Ang, although you are skilled, but you are alone, I don't believe you can make a big wave. This is not the time for individual heroes, and there are many things you don't know. Yang Yuanhua said with a sneer.

Chen Ang laughed, only to see his figure move, sitting on the chair, he rushed directly in front of Yang Yuanhua, like lightning, before Yang Yuanhua could see what was going on, Chen Ang's hand had already choked his neck.

Yang Yuanhua's frightened face began to drip cold sweat, his lips trembled, and he said fearfully: "Chen Ang, what do you want to do?" ”

"What do you want to do? I want you to die! Chen Ang's face sank and he said coldly.