The Peerless God of War of the Female President

He Zikun's eyes immediately fell on the fat man, and he asked with a gloomy expression, "Did you prepare the trumpet?"

"Yes, it's me."

He Zikun nodded, and an invisible murderous look flashed across his eyes.

"Do you think I was ridiculous just now?"

Hearing He Zikun's voice suddenly softened, Fatty felt more and more uneasy. After subconsciously nodding his head, he immediately shook his head and said, "It was just an accident just now. I can design another scene. This time it will be safe!"

"Accident? You let me embarrass me in front of Annie and so many people, and then used the word accident to cover it up. Do you think I am stupid or you are stupid?"

"Fifth Young Master, this is really just an accident. Miss Anne and you love each other, so I shouldn't break up with you just because of this!"

"Of course not, but this has nothing to do with you. If you do something wrong, you must accept punishment. Otherwise, how can a family as big as my He family convince the public in the future?"

"I admit the punishment, you can deduct my salary for one year, I admit it!"

He Zikun suddenly smiled, "Deducting salary is not something a good boss should do, I don't need to use this kind of punishment."

"Then, I will review! I can conduct a review at the company-wide employee meeting, it must be very deep and profound!"

"The He family is not a state-owned enterprise, and they don't engage in such things as self-criticism."

As He Zikun said, he winked at the two bodyguards. One of the bodyguards immediately dragged the team leader out, while the other walked up to Yang Chen, and coldly pointed to the backstage exit: "Get out!"

"It's fine to go out, but I want to take my friend with me." Yang Chen pointed at the fat man with a half-smile.

The bodyguard stared, "Are you courting death?"

"No, I'm looking for my friend."

As Yang Chen said, he walked up to the fat man and said, "Go, go home."

"You fucking!"

The bodyguard was directly enraged by Yang Chen's ignorance, so he raised his fist and smashed it to the back of Yang Chen's head.

Yang Chen seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, he didn't turn his head at all, he took a step back, his body was slightly short, his fist brushed against Yang Chen's shoulder, and the bodyguard couldn't hold back, his chest directly hit Yang Chen's shoulder.

boom--

After a muffled sound, the bodyguard's body flew backwards, fell directly out of the curtain, and landed on the front desk.

However, the sound of the music did not stop. Instead, people burst into screams and danced even more excitedly.

He Zikun glanced at Yang Chen in surprise, and asked lightly, "Who are you?"

"I'm a mechanic."

"Repairman? What do you fix?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "I can repair everything. I can repair airplanes that fly in the sky, tanks that run on the ground, and submarines that swim in the water. In addition, there are rich second generations who have no tutors. I can also repair them occasionally. Repair it, and I also repaired your horn that collects scraps."

He Zikun stared at Yang Chen for a while, then suddenly laughed, "I don't know if you can repair things, but you are really good at pretending to be B."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Yang Chen's smile became brighter and brighter, "Have we reached a consensus? If so, I will take my friend home."

"Ha ha--"

He Zikun burst out laughing suddenly, leaning back and forth while laughing.

"You still want to go home, you are so funny!"

He Zikun finally stopped laughing, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "If anyone who teased me can go home safely, then how can I show up in Shangchuan City in the future?"

Yang Chen still asked with a faint smile on his face: "Then how do you want to punish Fatty?"

He Zikun shook his fingers with a smile, "No, no, you are wrong. I really just wanted to punish him just now, but I can't do it now."

"Oh?"

"Now I want to punish you two. Otherwise, no one will dare to meddle in my business in the future, so how can I mess around?"

Yang Chen shook his head with a smile, and said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity, it's really a pity."

"What a pity?"

"I originally thought that the other five tigers of the He family were domineering nouveau riche, and He Zikun, the fifth son who has received higher education and drank foreign ink, should be an exception. To leave a glimmer of life for the He family, and let He Zikun lead the He family to rectify the evil, now it seems that I was too naive."

"Leave a glimmer of life for the He family? Haha..."

He Zikun burst out laughing again, "My friend, I have to say that you, who is pretending to be B, really amazes me. I dare say that in the entire city of Shangchuan, I can't find anyone who can pretend to be better than you! "

Yang Chen chuckled, "Indeed, I've been pretending to be B for so many years. I've always been sure about it. Most people really can't compare with me."

He Zikun gave Yang Chen a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "No, I have to do it quickly, otherwise I won't be willing to kill you if you keep making fun of me here."

After finishing speaking, the smile on He Zikun's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a stern face, he pulled out a pistol from his back and aimed it at Yang Chen's forehead.

"Glock 92, it seems that your He family really has a lot of this kind of gun!"

"It seems that besides being able to play B, you also have some knowledge. This gun is enough to punch your head through at such a short distance!"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "I don't believe it."

He Zikun was taken aback for a moment, "Do you think you are Lu Yu? I don't care if you believe it or not!"

"I don't believe it. I just want you to shoot me in the head and see if you can hit me right."

As Yang Chen said, he walked up to He Zikun's muzzle, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed He Zikun's hand holding the gun, and fixed the muzzle directly on his forehead, and kindly helped him open the gun. insurance.

Yang Chen stared at He Zikun's eyes, and slowly said: "Hold on firmly, don't shake your hands, pay attention to nodding your head sideways when you shoot, or my brains may splash into your mouth and eyes."

Looking at Yang Chen's deep and cold eyes, He Zikun suddenly felt his heart twitch suddenly, the hand holding the gun began to shake involuntarily, and an uncontrollable fear began to spread in his heart.

"Come on, start counting down with me. When I count to zero, you shoot."

"three--"

"two--"

"one--"

"zero--"

At the end of the timer, He Zikun's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his face became pale with fear. The finger holding the trigger seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't pull the light trigger no matter what.

Yang Chen showed a disappointed expression, shook his head, and suddenly struck He Zikun's wrist.

He Zikun suffered pain in his wrist, and the hand holding the gun opened involuntarily, and the pistol was released.

And Yang Chen seemed to have already calculated everything. When He Zikun let go of the pistol, he already held the pistol in his hand, and instantly turned the muzzle of the gun to his forehead.

The whole process was so smooth and smooth that it didn't even take a second.

The two bodyguards didn't even see what happened, they saw that the gun had changed hands, and He Zikun became the passive party instead.

"I gave you a chance, but you are useless."

He Zikun immediately raised his hands above his head uncontrollably, and turned his face away nervously, "Don't, don't shoot!"

Yang Chen smiled, and said to the fat man: "Fatty man, you have infected him with stuttering."

Fatty didn't dare to speak at this time, he just stared at Yang Chen with his mouth wide open the whole time.

"My friend, I was joking just now. Now it is a society ruled by law, how could I shoot and kill people in broad daylight, right?"

"Kidding?"

"Yeah, just kidding!"

Yang Chen made a dazed expression, then tilted his head, smiled and said two words: "Kneel down."

Although Yang Chen was laughing at this time, He Zikun saw boiling killing intent in his eyes. He had no doubt that Yang Chen would pull the trigger in the next second and punch him in the head.

So He Zikun almost didn't hesitate to kneel down in front of Yang Chen.

brush--

At this moment, the huge curtain on the stage was suddenly opened, and the people who pulled the curtain were two women, Yue Han and Xie Ting.

Without the cover of the curtain, He Zikun was completely exposed to the sky when facing Yang Chen kneeling.