The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Ding--

A few sparks splashed at Luo Xiaobei's feet, and the bullet left a shallow crater on the marble floor, bounced up and shot into a nearby mahogany pillar.

Luo Xiaobei was so frightened that he let out a scream, and an unknown liquid immediately soaked his pants.

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Sorry, the shot missed."

"You, you can't do this! You are a senior of the sect, you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

"You're wrong, I can."

Yang Chen raised the muzzle of the gun again, aimed at Luo Xiaobei, and said with a smile on his face, "I'll ask again, have the claws of the Presbyterian Church reached into the Huaqing Gang?"

"You, you kill me..."

Lowe collapsed completely, lying on the ground and crying loudly.

"Luo Wei, you have been in the rivers and lakes all your life. You should know the rules better than anyone else. If you want to save your son's life, you should answer my questions honestly. Otherwise, even if you die, I will have a way to kill you." The son's mouth was pried open."

"I-I said..."

Luo Wei wiped away his old tears, and said something to Yang Chen quickly with his lips moving.

Yang Chen nodded slightly, "Very good."

"Yang, Master Yang, can you not kill my son?"

"Of course, I keep my word."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he let go of his palm, and after spinning the pistol twice in his palm, the muzzle of the gun turned to face him, and the handle of the gun was handed to Lowe.

"However you say, you are also a veteran of the gang. I can let you go with dignity."

Lowe looked at Yang Chen, his eyes flickered a few times, then he took the pistol with trembling hands, and slowly pressed it against his temple.

"Dad! Don't listen to him! We have thousands of brothers in Baihutang, as long as we—"

"shut up!"

Luo Wei's eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "Nizi! I, Luo Wei, am sorry for the sect. I will be punished for deceiving my master and destroying my ancestors. After my death, the disciples of the White Tiger Hall are not allowed to avenge me. In the future, remember to strictly abide by the rules of the sect, and do not overstep it." !"

"dad--"

click -

Before Luo Xiaobei could finish speaking, Luo Wei had already pulled the trigger, but to everyone's surprise, the pistol hung up empty!

Yang Chen smiled, then threw the magazine at Luo Wei's feet, and said lightly: "Luo Wei, you're already dead, so it's not an exception for me. From now on, your father and son will no longer be Huaqing's disciples, and you will never die. Then enter the entrance wall, and have nothing to do with the sect from now on."

Luo Wei's face was ashen. After throwing away the pistol, he fell in front of Yang Chen and kowtowed heavily.

"Lowell thanked Master Yang..."

"Come on, drag Luo Wei and his son out!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Yang Chen gave an order, several punishment hall disciples came over and dragged Luo Wei and Luo Xiaobei out.

"Disciples of Huaqing listen to the order, except for Chen Qingshan and Nie Yuan, all the others will retreat!"

"Yes!"

After all Huaqing disciples responded in unison, they withdrew from the middle hall.

Yang Chen glanced at Zuo Ran, "You're not a disciple of the sect, so avoid it for now!"

Zuo Ran nodded, put away his gun and retreated.

Seeing Yang Chen's solemn expression, Nie Yuan asked carefully, "Master, do you have any urgent orders?"

Yang Chen nodded, "That's right, what I'm going to say next involves Huaqing's life and death in the future, you two must remember not to let anyone know."

"Yes!"

……

noon.

Yang Chen walked out of the Qingshan antique shop, followed by Zuo Ran.

Zuo Ran asked with a puzzled face: "Boss, you came here today to clean up the door for Huaqing, right?"

"Of course not," Yang Chen said with some sighs: "At first, I just wanted to come over and catch up with the high-level officials in Huaqing, but I didn't expect that there would be so many incidents out of thin air."

"I heard Luo Xiaobei mention the word 'elder' just now. Is it possible that the influence of the elders has infiltrated the Huaqing Gang?"

"Yes, indeed."

Zuo Ran couldn't help but gasped, "What on earth does this council of elders want to do? Why are they everywhere?"

"I used to think that the Presbyterian Council just wanted to disturb the eight major families of the Xia Kingdom in order to achieve some ulterior motives, but now it seems that it is not that simple."

"So, it's the right time for us to come to country T?"

Yang Chen took a deep look at Zuo Ran, "Don't tell me that you came to country T just on a whim."

Zuo Ran smiled slightly, "What do you think?"

Yang Chen smiled and didn't speak, walked to the side of the road and stopped a carriage.

"Hey, boss, where are you going?"

"Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, I spare Luo Wei's life, and I can't let him die in the hands of others."

Zuo Ran immediately understood, and followed Yang Chen into the carriage.

T Country Lampang, Qianwan District.

Qianwan District is located on the coastline, with pleasant scenery and fresh air, so it has become a well-known residential area for wealthy people in Nanbang. All the million-dollar luxury cars come and go, and the pedestrians passing through the community are all well-dressed. High society people.

The carriage that Yang Chen was riding in stopped at the entrance of the community. After getting off the carriage, the driver said to Yang Chen, "Sir, I can only take you here, and you need to walk the rest of the way."

Zuo Ran poked his head out, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Such a big community, you let us go in by ourselves?"

The Chinese coachman laughed and said: "I can't help it. This is the regulation here. We ordinary Chinese are not allowed to enter the Qianwan District. Once the police patrolling the community see me, I will have to pay for nothing these days. fine."

"Why? There are still police patrolling in this community?"

"Yes, the people who can live here are all rich or noble people. The mayor of Nanbang, members of the parliament, wealthy businessmen, and celebrities basically all live here. Naturally, there must be police patrolling."

"Okay then, let's go in by ourselves."

Just as Zuo Ran was about to get off the car, he heard Yang Chen say indifferently in the car: "It's okay, you just go in, if you get fined by the police, it's all on my head."

The coachman hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, it's not just about punishing me. These T country policemen are very unfriendly to us Xia people on weekdays. It's no big deal if I get fined a little, but they might make things difficult for you two. For example, withholding passports or something, don't delay your two business affairs at that time."

"It's okay, you just need to drive the carriage in, and don't care about the rest."

Hearing Yang Chen's firm tone, the driver simply gritted his teeth, "Come on, I'm going all out today, and I'll send you two in!"

After finishing speaking, the coachman shouted "drive", and drove the carriage to the gate of the community.

When the carriage drove to the door, it was stopped by the blocking rod at the door.

The coachman yelled several times at the guard's duty room in T language, and then a fat middle-aged man with a bloated figure and wearing a security uniform came out from inside.

"What are you shouting for? You're going to die?"

The fat security guard cursed impatiently, yawned and walked lazily towards the carriage.

The coachman said in T language with a smile on his face: "Mr. Guard, I want to send two guests in, please let me go."

The security guard took a look at the coachman, and muttered impatiently: "Is this a place that Xia people can enter? Are you crazy?"

"Accommodating, my two guests are in a hurry!"

The guard glanced into the carriage, and then used the rubber stick in his hand to pick up the curtain of the carriage carriage.

"Excuse me, sir."

As the coachman said, he quietly stuffed a few large T national coins into the hands of the security guard.

The security guard glanced at the banknotes in his hand, then withdrew his baton, and muttered: "Xia Guo is an idiot, it's useless to go in, I don't know how much I will be fined if caught by the police."

The coachman laughed along with him, and then the security guard walked back to the duty room slowly, and raised the blocking pole.

Zuo Ran in the car muttered angrily: "These bastards really deserve a beating, they should be taught a lesson!"

Yang Chen said with a calm smile: "Don't worry, there are plenty of opportunities, after finishing the business, you can teach them how you want."

While speaking, the carriage had already entered the community, and after passing a tree-lined road, I saw a three-story Gothic-style building in the distance.

"You two, we are just ahead, do you need me to call the door?"

"No, just park in front of the door."

"Yes!"

The carriage stopped steadily in front of the small building, and Zuo Ran handed a few dollar bills to the driver.

The driver took the money with a smile on his face, handed over a business card with a phone number on it and said, "Both, it's not easy to call a car here. If you two want to leave, you can call me at any time."

"You don't have to be so troublesome to call, just wait for us here, we will probably leave soon."

"okay!"

The two of Yang Chen got out of the car, and just as they were about to walk over to ring the doorbell, they heard a rough voice shouting: "Stop! Who is it?!"

Zuo Ran turned his head to see that two T country policemen in police uniforms were walking towards them arrogantly.