The Peerless God of War of the Female President

After hearing Yang Chen's words, He Zilong's face instantly became as pale as paper. Almost all people at his level have heard the legend of the 19th floor.

If the punishment for the wicked is to go down to the 19th floor of hell, then the [-]th floor is a place where even demons are feared like tigers.

No one knows where the 19th floor is, and no one knows who is imprisoned there, but the legend about the 19th floor has never disappeared.

Some people say that there is no sunshine all year round, and screams and wailing can be heard everywhere.Others said that there was no food, no water, and even no guards, only endless darkness.

However, those who know the 19th floor all know a generally accepted fact, that place is the purgatory where Yingshuai imprisoned traitors and heinous people.

A bone-piercing chill instantly swept He Zilong's body. He looked at Yang Chen in horror, "The 19th floor? You, who are you?!"

"Who I am, you will know, but not now."

"Kill me if you have the guts! What kind of a hero is it to torture me!"

"I'll give you a chance not to go to the 19th floor."

Yang Chen smiled and raised a finger in front of He Zilong's eyes, "The only chance."

He Zilong swallowed hard, "Okay, tell me!"

"I'm wearing a mask, how did you recognize me?"

"Yes, the people from the Presbyterian Church told me!"

"The Presbyterian Church?"

Yang Chen became alert all of a sudden, and immediately gave Dong Sihai a wink. Dong Sihai immediately understood, and shouted to his subordinates: "Strengthen your vigilance! Check all the commanding heights in the manor immediately!"

"Yes!"

Yang Chen's gaze quickly scanned the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no ambush around, he continued to ask: "Tell me about the Presbyterian Church."

"Last night, a young man came and said he was sent by the elders to help me solve the problem. I didn't believe it at first, and then they showed me your photo."

"What picture of me?"

"In the photos in front of the Beijing General Chamber of Commerce, you have both wearing a mask and not wearing a mask."

"and then?"

"Then the people from the Presbyterian Church said, my second brother and fourth brother are sealed by you, and only you can untie them, so he suggested that I send all the people back here and set up an ambush, and wait If you cure my second and fourth younger brothers, I will control you."

"After that, that person will take you away, and our He family will replace the Feng family and become the most powerful family in the Northern Territory."

"So, this man from the Presbyterian Church is still here?"

"Well, he was there before you came, and now—"

He Zilong looked around for a while, then shook his head.

Yang Chen smiled, "You just believe what he says casually? Are you not afraid that he is the person I sent to find out your details?"

"I didn't believe him at first, but then he showed me something and I believed it right away."

"what?"

"Yes--"

When He Zilong said this, his face suddenly froze, his mouth was wide open, his hands strangled his throat, his eyes were wide open, and an 'uh uh' sound began to come out of his throat.

Yang Chen frowned, quickly reached out and tapped He Zilong's chest several times, sealing his heart.

He Zilong staggered a few times and fell to the ground, his facial features twisted together due to the pain.

The brothers of the He family saw He Zilong fell to the ground outside the pavilion, but none of them dared to step forward to check, only He Zibao ran over.

"Brother! What's wrong with you?"

Yang Chen glanced at the purple sand teapot on the stone table, and said lightly: "He should be poisoned."

When the fat man next to him heard this, his expression changed drastically, "Boss, we both drank that pot of tea, are we going to be poisoned to death too?"

Yang Chen shook his head, "The person who poisoned put the poison on his teacup, but there was no poison in the pot."

Only then did the fat man breathe a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "Then can he still be saved?"

Yang Chen didn't speak, walked to He Zilong and squatted down, rolled his eyelids, and said to He Zilong: "The poison is too strong, I found it too late, I can't save you."

He Zilong nodded his head with difficulty, and began to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Snapped--

He Zilong suddenly grabbed Yang Chen's wrist, and stroked Yang Chen's hand with bloody fingers.

puff--

He Zilong spat out a mouthful of blood, then he straightened his head and tilted his head, and died.

Yang Chen clenched his hands, and stood up with a solemn expression.

"Boss, boss, what should we do now?"

Although Fatty was thoughtful, he had never seen a scene of bleeding to death after all, so he was obviously a little panicked.

"Sihai, lead the brothers to guard the He family, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

"Yes!"

"Someone from the inspection headquarters will come to take away the He family brothers later, so you just let them go."

"Yes!"

"Until I receive my order, the He family is not allowed to unseal!"

"Yes!"

After Yang Chen gave three orders in a row, he walked out of the gazebo with big strides. Wang Tao nodded and bowed to Dong Sihai, then trotted after Yang Chen.

"Boss, boss, who is going to poison He Zilong to death? Isn't this clearly trying to frame you?"

"It's not that simple. They know it's useless to frame me."

"He, he 'them'?! You mean he's not alone?"

Yang Chen glanced at the fat man, "If you don't stutter, you can go to the national TV station to explain football!"

The fat man shrank his neck, and muttered in silence: "These grandsons are really courageous. The He family is surrounded by surveillance, so they dare to come in and poison them!"

Yang Chen stopped suddenly, turned his face to look at the fat man.

The fat man was furious when Yang Chen looked at him, "Boss, did I, did I say something wrong?"

"That's right, with so many surveillance cameras in the He family, the person who poisoned him will definitely leave images. I actually ignored this!"

"A-actually, I think that the clues left by the poisoner must be more than just images."

"for example?"

"For example, if you say that the poison is placed on the cup, then you can be sure that the poison must be a colorless and odorless liquid."

"That's right, go on."

"No one would carry such a poisonous liquid poison on their body. If it was me, I would only carry it once."

Yang Chen's eyes lit up, "And then?"

"Since you bring it once, there must be a container for poison, such as a small bottle—"

"garbage can!"

"Yep!"

Yang Chen smiled and patted the fat man on the shoulder, then quickly walked out of the He family compound.

Just beside the outer wall of the compound, Yang Chen found a small dropper in a trash can, and then carefully put it into the needle bag he carried with him.

"Boss, this thing is poisonous, be careful!"

"It's okay, the poison that can poison me to death does not exist in this world."

Two hours later, the news that the He family compound was surrounded by a group of unidentified young men spread wildly among the upper-class circles in Shangchuan City.

Especially those who just attended the meeting from Feng's house, after hearing this, they all secretly rejoiced that they had voted for Yang Chen's camp in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Yang Chen sat in the teahouse in the lobby of the Reilton Hotel, looking at the message sent by the spider on his holographic lens.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yang, you solved the problem that I haven't been able to solve for many years." Yue Han walked up to Yang Chen with a smile on his face.

Yang Chen glanced at Yue Han, smiled and pointed to the seat opposite him.

"Manager Yue, have you seen Miss Xie Ting?"

Yue Han showed a somewhat surprised expression, "She left an hour ago, why, didn't she say hello to you?"

Yang Chen smiled and shook his head, "Maybe I made her angry, so it's better to leave, so as not to take risks with me."

Yue Han was silent for a while, and changed the subject, "Mr. Yang, now that the He family has been completely defeated by you, it will be smoother for the Yang family to take over the Feng family's business. When the new king ascends the throne, don't forget me, an old man. Oh my friend!"

"Miss Yue, I'm a rough person, just say what you want!"

"Mr. Yang misunderstood, I am a wage earner of the Rosefield family, it is useless to ask for anything!"

"That's not necessarily the case." Yang Chen's smile gradually became deeper, "I don't have many opportunities to give alms. If you don't cherish it, you may never have such an opportunity in the future."

Yue Han stared at Yang Chen's eyes, and after a while, he showed a charming smile, "Mr. Yang, can we go to your room to talk?"