Chapter 205

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Yang Chen scanned Yang Xiangming with an emotionless face, then his gaze fell on Qian Biao, who was being pointed at by a dozen pistols.

According to Yang Chen's observation, Qian Biao didn't dare to look at him, his eyes were dodging, and his face was full of shame.

Yang Chen just wanted to see Qian Biao in person, then his gaze returned to Yang Xiangming.

"Do you want to kill me"

Yang Chen suddenly spoke, his expression extremely calm.

Yang Xiangming was also a ruthless person, otherwise he wouldn't have sent someone to kill Yang Chen just because Yang Wei had been crippled. Seeing Yang Chen's calm demeanor at this time, his heart was extremely restless.

Qian Biao was being pointed at by a dozen guns. As long as he gave the order, all those muzzles would be aimed at Yang Chen, but Yang Chen acted as if he hadn't seen anything.

Such a person is either extremely confident or completely foolish.

Yang Xiangming believes he is more confident.

"You have crippled my grandson, leaving him to spend his entire life bedridden. I want to kill you. Is there a problem with that" Yang Xiangming's face was contorted with rage.

Yang Chen smiled faintly: "You are completely different from what I imagined!"

What's the difference

Yang Xiangming unconsciously asked.

"I originally thought you had the vision and capability to elevate a small clan to the ranks of Zhou City's top families, but it seems I overestimated you."

Yang Chen said with a playful smile, “If I have to give an evaluation, eight words are enough! Short-sighted and narrow-minded!”

"Brazen!"

Yang Xiangming instantly flew into a rage: “Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you”

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so guns that were originally pointed at Qian Biao instantly turned towards Yang Chen.

Qian Biao's face changed slightly. After guessing Yang Chen's identity, how could he stand by and watch Yang Chen being pointed at with a gun With a movement of his foot, he instantly stood in front of Yang Chen and roared, "Who dares to touch him!"

Seeing Qian Biao's actions, Yang Xiangming's eyes showed a trace of astonishment. Qian Biao was not even afraid of death, and at this time, he actually protected Yang Chen in front of him.

Although he was shocked, Yang Xiangming soon smiled: "Qian Biao, originally I couldn't find your weakness, but now, I have."

"What do you mean" Qian Biao said coldly.

Since you're willing to die protecting him, then he is your weakness.

Yang Xiangming wore a smug smile: "As long as you continue to work for my Yang family, I'll let him live!"

Qian Biao's face turned pale. For him, even death was preferable to staying at Yang's house and working, but who knew, Yang Chen actually appeared. If something happened to Yang Chen, he would be the biggest sinner in Beijng.

Yang Chen remained silent, gazing at Qian Biao with a hint of admiration. Earlier, Ma Chao had thoroughly investigated Qian Biao's affairs.

Although Qian Biao left the North Territory eight years ago, some things can't be blamed on him.

"The Yang family has lost all humanity. I will not stay in the Yang family any longer!"

After a long silence, Qian Biao suddenly spoke, his eyes bloodshot.

"Since you refuse, then die with him."

Yang Xiangming's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils filled with a very intense murderous intent.

Qian Biao said nothing, gritting his teeth and tightly shielding Yang Chen behind him. Suddenly, he said: "As long as they fire, I will block all bullets. You take the opportunity to leave."

He was clear about the strength of the peak powerhouses in the Northern Territory. He was also confident in Yang Chen and Ma Chao, but he had already made up his mind to die.

Yang Chen suddenly laughed, walked behind Qian Biao, and lightly patted his shoulder: "If I don't let you die, who can kill you"ic.Since you, the esteemed official, desire death, then I shall grant your wish.!">Meng Hongye said coldly.Huang Zhong, who had been sitting in the first place with his eyes closed in meditation, frow...