Chapter 1110

s full of terror."If you don't want to die, just wait here obediently." Ma Chao said expressionlessly.Yang Chen brought him to the Qin family first, naturally understanding that Yang Chen wanted to ha...Upon hearing this, Old Tang's face changed drastically: "Impossible!"

If it were said that the number one killer, a blizzard, died at Yang Chen's hands, he might still believe it.

But if it were said that someone following Yang Chen had killed the number one assassin on the Blizzard list, he wouldn't believe it.

Yang Chen gave Old Tang a cold glance, naturally wouldn't explain to him, but coldly said: "Take it!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Chen moved, vanishing from where he stood in an instant.

At this moment, a powerful aura erupted from Yang Chen's body, like a monstrous wave, sweeping towards Old Tang.

Tang Lao was shocked to discover that with such powerful momentum.

Below, he couldn't muster even a shred of fighting spirit.

Because Yang Chen's fighting spirit was too strong, compared to him, I felt like a grain of sand in the desert.

It wasn't that he was afraid to make a move, but he simply had no opportunity to do so. Yang Chen had already appeared before him.

"Die!"

He only heard Yang Chen utter these two words from his mouth, and then, his own body seemed to be hit by a truck weighing tens of tons, flying out directly.

As he landed, another mouthful of blood gushed out. His life force ebbed away like a receding tide.

"Who...who are you"

Tang Lao gritted his teeth and asked.

However, Yang Chen didn't tell himself

Whoever it was, cast him a glance and then turned away.

Suddenly, a fishy taste flooded his throat. Old Tang could bear it no longer and spat out a mouthful of black blood. His life force vanished in an instant, leaving him dead with unseeing eyes.

Until his death, he never knew Yang Chen's true identity.

At this time, Ma Chao was fighting the Snowstorm Killer. Although he had been sneak attacked and slashed across his arm, it didn't affect Ma Chao's strength.

"Strike quickly and decisively!" Yang Chen suddenly said.

Okay!

Ma Chao's lips curled into a sinister arc, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the masked assassin before him. "You can die now!" he said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his foot suddenly moved.

The whole person was like a beast, charging directly at the killer.

At this moment, Ma Chao was like a different person, his whole body radiating killing intent.

The assassin felt a chill run down his spine, a strong sense of danger washing over him.

Just now Yang Chen killed Elder Tang, he saw it with his own eyes. At this time, Yang Chen is still standing there, he couldn't possibly kill Ma Chao.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated at all and turned around to flee.

"Pffft!"

Just as he had turned and charged out a few meters, Yang Chen kicked out with his foot. A stone beneath his foot flew directly towards the killer.

Because of inertia, the assassin's body surged forward several meters before landing directly on the ground.

"Chen Ge, we agreed that you wouldn't

"Get your hands dirty." Ma Chao said with a look of resentment.

Yang Chen said faintly, "He wants to run, you can't catch him!"

The Storm's Killer, famous for his speed, was someone that Ma Chao wanted to keep around, but there was simply no way.

Feeling Yang Chen's coldness in his words, Ma Chao didn't dare to speak any more. He hurried forward and pulled open the rear door of the Rolls-Royce.

"Oh... please don't kill me... don't kill me..."

Inside the car, Yu Wenbin was so frightened that he closed his eyes and screamed. There was no trace of the arrogant arrogance he had shown at the Golden Club just now.

“Let him shut up first, then take him away!” Yang Chen spoke.

(The End)

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