The Peerless God of War of the Female President

In the conference room of the Razor Gang headquarters, everyone was quietly watching the interview on the TV screen. When they heard that the behind-the-scenes leader of the thugs in suits was Yang Chen, they were all stunned.

Especially Charun, even the hand holding the gun began to tremble slightly: "This, this is your plan B, right?!"

Yang Chen smiled lightly, "Is this how you understand the meaning of 'Plan B'?"

Charun was stunned for a moment, "Do you have a backup plan?"

"That's right, I still have plans C and D, so that's why I said, it's always stuck in the stage of parodying me."

Charun's hand holding the gun loosened and tightened, as if he wanted to pull the trigger, but he couldn't muster the courage.

"Maybe I can tell you my plan C, Hua please help."

Yang Chen had a faint smile on his face: "All properties under the name of the Razor Gang are already undergoing legal transfer procedures at this time, and within a few hours, they will become properties owned by the Huaqing Gang, including this of course. building."

"Impossible! The government has my friends, and the Nanbang City Council also has my people. This kind of transfer is not legal at all!"

"That's my plan D. Now I have opened up all your official channels. After all, in this place, the distance between legal and illegal is only one dollar."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he glanced at everyone lightly: "Early tomorrow morning, the Razor Gang will disappear in this world, and there will be no replacement for it. The punishment will come to him, and by then, I won't be as soft-hearted as I am now."

Yang Chen took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, and put down the cup in his hand, "You can go, by the way, tell everyone in this building to put down their weapons, Hua, who is guarding below, please help, and he will let him leave alive."

A group of high-level Razor Gang silently glanced at Zha Lun, then lined up and walked towards the door of the meeting room.

Seeing the subordinates who were obsequious to him in the past, leaving one by one, Zha Lun's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Chen, why are you targeting me?!"

"I'm just correcting a mistake I made six years ago, that's all."

Yang Chen looked directly into Zha Lun's eyes, and said flatly: "Tell me about your upline in the Presbyterian Church, and I will spare you."

"Haha—it's you with the gun on your head now, not me!"

brush--

Zha Lun felt his eyes blur, his wrist numb, and the cold muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his forehead.

"Now it's you who is being impaled."

Zha Lun suddenly laughed: "Hehe, Yang Chen, Yang Chen, you are no longer the Blood Rama of six years ago, among the people you let go just now, two of them are members of the Presbyterian Church, and among them are One is my upline!"

Yang Chen's face suddenly changed, and he said loudly: "Zuo Ran, fire the cannon and break the window!"

After giving an order, the helicopter outside the window opened fire suddenly, and shell casings of 23mm machine guns began to be thrown out from the magazine.

wow-

Under the impact of the shells, the huge glass curtain wall instantly disintegrated and shattered, while Yang Chen rushed to the window at top speed, and jumped out.

boom--

Almost at the same time as Yang Chen jumped out, a huge air wave came from behind, and the scorching flames almost burned his back.

After firmly grasping the landing gear of the helicopter, Zuo Ran turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the shock wave of the explosion, and took Yang Chen to the rooftop of another building in the distance.

Yang Chen in the air looked at the entire bombed-out Razor Gang headquarters, his face was livid.

Five hours later.

Yang Chen was sitting in the back hall of the Qingshan Antique Store, standing in front of him were a dozen or so core members of the Huaqing Gang, including Nie Yuan and Chen Qingshan, all with respectful faces.

"Master, the brothers guarding the headquarters of the Razor Gang checked the number of people, and there are seven missing, and Charun's bones are not complete."

After listening to Chen Qingshan's report, Yang Chen hummed lightly: "Is there a way to verify the identities of those seven people?"

Chen Qingshan shook his head: "I have already asked a few senior officials of the Razor Gang, and they don't know any information about these people."

"Forget it, the Presbyterians have always been cunning, and it's normal if they can't find out."

Yang Chen waved his hand, and changed the subject, "How are you taking over the Razor Gang's business?"

Speaking of this, Nie Yuan seemed very excited, "If you go back to the master, with the acquiescence of the official staff, the formalities are basically completed now. Fortunately, the building was registered under your account at the beginning, so it will save a lot of trouble. .”

"What about the staff?"

"We've had a meeting, and those who want to stay, we will join Huaqing, and we will open a branch hall for them composed of people from T country. For those who leave, we will pay for the settlement, and the money will be paid from the assets of the original Razor Gang."

"You can have this, but you have to grasp one thing. Huaqingbang can open a branch hall for T nationals. The head of the branch and the core personnel of the branch must be our people. This is not negotiable."

"Yes!"

Yang Chen nodded, and his majestic gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one. "The Razor Gang was founded by me six years ago, and I have to dismantle it with my own hands today, so I want to remind you, Hua Please help you escape from the Hongmen, you must strictly abide by the rules set by the sect, if I know You will do evil in the future, as the grandfather of the sect, I will definitely clean up the sect with my own hands, remember?"

All the Huaqing disciples in the hall responded in unison and loudly: "I would like to follow Master's instruction!"

Yang Chen didn't say much, he got up and walked out.

"Master, don't you want to stay a few more days?"

"I still have something to do, you can just watch and deal with the rest."

"Yes!"

As soon as Yang Chen walked out of the door of Qingshan Antique Store, he found a black extended Rolls-Royce sedan parked in front of the store.

Beside the car, stood two middle-aged men in their 40s, wearing tuxedos and bow ties.

After seeing Yang Chen, the two immediately walked up to him, bowed deeply to Yang Chen, and said in broken Mandarin:

"Mr. Rama, hello."

Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, "Do I know you guys?"

An older middle-aged man said, "Mr. Rama, I am the steward of the Manu family. You can call me by my Chinese name, Wu Shouyi."

"No craftsmanship? No wonder you are a housekeeper for others."

Yang Chen smiled, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Our old lord, I would like to invite you to come over to the house."

Yang Chen straightened his clothes, raised his face and said, "Sorry, I'm not free."

Seeing that Yang Chen was about to leave, Wu Shouyi hurriedly stopped in front of Yang Chen, and bowed again: "Mr. Lama, please give me your credit!"

Yang Chen's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Why, do you still want to force me to go?"

"Don't dare, it's just that I have my life in my life. If Mr. Lama doesn't go, I won't be able to do business when I go back."

"Does it have anything to do with me whether you pay or not?"

Yang Chen said lightly: "If you want to invite me, you can, let your old lord come in person!"

"This--"

"If you don't leave, I'm going to lose my face, and you won't be able to pay the job by then."

"Yes……"

Wu Shouyi looked at Yang Chen who was leaving in a hurry, took out his mobile phone helplessly, and started calling to report.

Yang Chen walked not far away, and a black commercial vehicle stopped beside him. Without saying a word, Yang Chen opened the door and got into the car.

Zuo Ran, who was sitting in the driver's seat, took off his sunglasses, turned his head and gave Yang Chen a big smile: "Boss, isn't it cool that I shoot from a helicopter?"

"good."

"Hey, do you want to be so perfunctory? Can you just compliment me?"

Yang Chen glanced at Zuo Ran, "You should really be thankful that you're not my subordinate, otherwise, based on your unprofessional operations, I'd lock you up for a month,"

Zuo Ran pursed her lips and snorted, "Then I saved you somehow? Can't the merits and demerits be equal?"

"Without you, that bomb wouldn't kill me. I have at least three ways to get out of there."

"No return on a good deed!"

Zuo Ran gave Yang Chen a resentful look, and turned his face away.

"Where are you going now?"

"casual."

"casual?"

"Yes, just casually, anyway, there will be a place to go soon."

"Okay, that's what you said!"

hum-

Zuo Ran slammed the accelerator to the bottom, and the car jumped forward.

In the end, Zuo Ran discovered from the rearview mirror that Yang Chen, who was sitting in the back seat, was not affected by this sudden acceleration at all, sitting on the back seat without moving his body, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Zuo Ran pondered for a while, and decisively entered an address in the navigation - St. Mary's Hospital in Nanbang City.