The Peerless God of War of the Female President

After Zhang Bao listened to Yang Chen's words, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed wildly, leaning back and forth while laughing.

Yang Chen ignored Zhang Bao who was laughing wildly, but said to a group of punks surrounding him: "This is your only chance to leave safely, you won't be able to leave later!"

"Haha, this silly X, how many dishes do you drink like this?"

"Silly X, it's you who won't be able to leave later. Remember to buy a few peanuts when you drink from now on. Don't drink it. It's easy to get fucked when you're drunk!"

"Ha ha……"

Yang Chen nodded, "Very well, actually I don't intend to let you bastards go, it's just that this is my way of doing things, I have to give others a chance to turn around every time, you don't want it, it's just what I want! "

"Hey, see? This idiot is pretending to be a hero again!"

"Thank you hero for giving me a chance to reform, I...I really can't pretend anymore, hahaha..."

A few gangsters laughed wildly and mocked Yang Chen, comparing the machetes in their hands to him.

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth was slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile: "Zhang Bao, have you closed the door?"

"Why, are you scared? Want to run?"

"No, I'm afraid you will run away."

"Haha, this wave of pretending is good, I will give you 94 points, and I will give you 666 points for the rest—ah!"

The bastard who just opened his mouth to mock Yang Chen, let out a scream before he finished speaking, covered his face and squatted down, a stream of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

The knife in Yang Chen's hand pointed obliquely at the ground, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper, drops of blood slipped from the knife, and formed a puddle on the ground.

Zhang Bao glanced at the younger brother who was hit by the knife, only to find that his mouth had been cut open by Yang Chen with a knife, like the previous younger brother, from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears.

"Give it to me! Chop him up!"

Zhang Bao yelled violently, and the younger brothers immediately raised their knives and rushed towards Yang Chen.

laugh--

chi chi-

In the flickering of the knife light, Yang Chen's figure seemed to become unreal at this time, and every time he moved, there seemed to be afterimages behind him.

There were bursts of cracking sounds one after another, mixed with shrill screams.

whoosh-

A sharp piercing sound rang in Zhang Bao's ears, and then he felt a skin-cut chill on his neck.

The blood-stained knife was touching Zhang Bao's carotid artery, while Yang Chen stood in front of him, with a wicked smile still on his face, murderous aura rising in his reddish eyes.

Dang-

Zhang Bao threw away the machete in his hand, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Skills are not as good as people, you deserve to die, let's do it!"

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With a flash of the knife, a puddle of blood burst from Zhang Bao's cheek.After one ear flew high, it landed on the ground with a clatter.

Zhang Bao gritted his teeth hard, stared at Yang Chen bitterly, but didn't say a word.

"From now on, I will ask, and you will answer." Yang Chen's voice was slow and deep, but there was a hint of bloodthirsty rage, "I don't ask, you are not qualified to say a word, do you understand? "

Zhang Bao gritted his teeth and remained silent.

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The knife flashed again, and Zhang Bao's other ear flew out, and the blood immediately dyed his face and clothes red.

"This is the price of not answering." Yang Chen's evil smile became deeper, "I have one question, and I won't repeat it twice."

"First question, where were you three nights ago?"

A flash of panic suddenly flashed in Zhang Bao's eyes, but it disappeared immediately, but his subtle changes did not escape Yang Chen's eyes.

"I'm at home!"

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"what--"

Zhang Bao finally couldn't help uttering a scream, his body fell short, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.And Yang Chen appeared behind him, put the knife on his shoulder, and gently wiped the blood on the knife.

A stream of blood spurted out from Zhang Bao's heel, Yang Chen's knife directly broke a tendon of his leg.

"This is the price of lying." Yang Chen put the knife on Zhang Bao's intact ankle, leaned close to him and said softly, "The second question is, who were the ones who hacked Hou Jun with you that day?"

"I-I didn't—"

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"what--"

After another scream, Zhang Bao, whose hamstring was also severed, couldn't even kneel, and fell directly on the ground.

"The third question, who is behind you."

"I-I don't know..."

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A long knife cut appeared on Zhang Bao's back, blood spattered everywhere.

"The fourth question, where is your accomplice now?"

"No, I don't know..."

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"Hou Jun is a brother who was born and died with me. He didn't die on the battlefield, but he was destroyed in the hands of you scum!"

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"You chopped 27 knives on the body of a veteran! And this veteran once killed the enemy on the battlefield to protect you!"

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The scene of Hou Jun being hacked flashed before Yang Chen's eyes, and the knife in his hand also flew up and down, bringing bloody arrows.

"Climb for me!"

Yang Chen let out a roar, and pointed the knife in the direction of the door.

At this time, Zhang Bao, whose tendons in his hands and feet had all been severed, faced Yang Chen who was like a bloodthirsty demon god, his psychological defense had been completely defeated, and he could only use his elbows and knees to crawl on the floor with difficulty. long bloodstains.

"Big brother, I was wrong, three days ago..."

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Yang Chen's knife slashed across Zhang Bao's back again, bringing up a bloody arrow.

"I said, if I don't ask, you are not allowed to say a word!"

Yang Chen was drenched in blood, his eyes sparkled with flames of vengeance, "I will give you one last chance to survive, call your accomplices, and let them come over!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen bent down and took out the mobile phone from Zhang Bao's body, and threw it in front of him.

Zhang Bao's tendon in his hand was severed, his hands were out of control, and he didn't dial the number for a long time.

Yang Chen picked up the phone, glanced at the number on the screen, and pressed the dial button.

After the phone rang twice, it was connected, and a low voice said impatiently: "What's the matter with you, Seventh? Didn't you say that you don't want to call this number if you have nothing to do? Boss will scold you again when he finds out!"

Yang Chen bent down, and put the phone next to Zhang Bao's ear.

"Old, fourth, save...help me!"

"what--"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Chen slashed at Zhang Bao's body again, causing him to let out a scream.

"Hello?! Seventh, what's wrong with you?!"

Yang Chen picked up the phone, and said slowly: "Take him to the hospital or to the crematorium, you choose yourself, I'll give you half an hour, he doesn't have much blood to bleed."

"Who are you? What did you do to my brother? I warn you, if you dare to mess around, I'll fuck you to death!"

"Ye Meigui, I'll wait for you."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he hung up the phone and threw the phone aside.Then he walked back to the bar and took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, dragged a chair over to Zhang Bao and sat down.

Zhang Bao raised his head with great effort, tried his best to adjust his breathing, and said to Yang Chen: "Brother... buddy, let's do Hou Jun's matter... it's just business, no personal grievances are involved, you should understand, we..."

Snapped--

Yang Chen smashed the wine bottle he had just taken a sip on Zhang Bao's head, and the glass shards flew all over the place, the wine mixed with blood, and it flowed all over his face.

Yang Chen raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Bao's face, gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Did I fucking let you talk?"

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Bao, who was in great pain, began to cough violently, and blood foam was coughed out from his throat continuously.

"I'm very reasonable. You saved my brother's life. Of course, I won't kill you, but you will definitely spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

Zhang Bao took a hard look at Yang Chen, and burst into tears the next second.

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth suddenly curved into a cruel smile, and he said slowly: "Hold on, this is just the beginning!"

"what……"

Half an hour later, Night Rose Bar.

A black commercial vehicle slowly drove into the bar street, and the driver suddenly said to the person sitting in the passenger seat: "Fourth brother, something seems wrong, why is the whole street dark?"

The man sitting in the co-pilot was wearing a black baseball cap, and his eyes were constantly scanning the entire street vigilantly.

The one sitting in the back row said, "Could it be a power outage?"

"Power outage? You are so old, have you ever seen a whole street in Beijing without power?"

The driver slammed on the brakes to stop the car, and asked nervously: "Fourth brother, is it a trap by the police? They probably found us, right?"