The supreme master of the female president

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In the dilapidated corridor, there was the sound of extremely heavy footsteps. When Yang Yitian reached the fifth floor with a gloomy face, a group of people with weapons rushed out from all around him and surrounded him from behind.

Yang Yi's face remained unchanged, and he stared straight ahead with dark eyes, where a man with an ugly scar on his face was sitting there, playing with a sharp knife.

"Where is my sister?" Yang Yitian said in a hoarse voice, unable to tell what emotion he was in.

The man with the scar turned a deaf ear, ignored Yang Yitian's intentions, and played with the knife self-consciously.

"I'll ask again, where is my sister?"

This time, Yang Yitian's tone became completely gloomy, and his sharp eyes revealed a strong killing intent. He swore before Yang Xuan's hospital bed that he would never let his sister suffer any more grievances, but now Yang Xuan has fallen into In the hands of this group of scum, he hated, hated so much, wished he could kill all the people present with his own hands.

The man with the scar stopped what he was doing. Yang Yitian's low growl just now made him extremely uncomfortable, and he felt a deep chill, which he had never felt before.

"Boy, are you going to compete with me again?" The man with the scar raised his head coldly, looked directly at Yang Yitian's dark pupils, and immediately threw the long knife at him with a whoosh.

There was a sound of howling wind, Yang Yitian's face was expressionless, his head was slightly tilted to the right, and the sharp long knife sank into the wall behind him.

Seeing Yang Yitian dodge unexpectedly, the man with the scar couldn't help but feel astonished, and said to Ma Zai next to him with calm eyes: "It's not impossible to see your sister, go and bring her out!"

Not long after, a weak girl with haggard pale face and semi-consciousness was roughly dragged by the pony boy in front of the scarred man.

"Crack!"

Seeing the slap mark on Yang Xuan's bloodless and white face, Yang Yitian's indifferent expression instantly turned ferocious to the extreme, his hands clenched into steel fists made crackling sounds, no words can describe his furious emotion at this moment ,

"Brother" Yang Xuan, who was in a daze, opened her small mouth with difficulty, trying to say something, but she was so weak that she couldn't even speak.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Yang Yitian, who was so angry that he was about to lose his mind, kept forcing himself to be calm. Before he could save Yang Xuan, he couldn't make any accidents anyway, because he only had one younger sister, so he couldn't gamble, and he didn't dare to go. bet.

"It's not what I want to do, but the person you offended wants you to pay an unbearable price." The man with the scar got up and walked behind Yang Xuan, grabbed her chin with all his strength, and said with a sinister sneer: "You Kneel down first."

Yang Yitian was unmoved, the man with the scar made a wink, and two men holding iron bars lifted them up high and smashed them hard on his back.

"Bang! Bang!"

The muffled sound of the stick hitting the meat did not make Yang Yitian blink his eyebrows, but Yang Xuan's moist eyes could not stop the tears, she cried out with all her strength: "Brother Wu, leave me alone, hurry up!" Walk"

"Are you guys staged a life-and-death farewell? Shut up!"

The man with the scar was a bastard from the Xicheng District. He had been in jail seven or eight times, so he was not a good guy at all. He slapped Yang Xuan hard on the face again, which indirectly caused bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and she passed out directly.

"you wanna die!"

Seeing with his own eyes that his younger sister, who was holding her in the palm of her hand for fear of falling, and holding her in her mouth for fear of melting, was slapped hard in front of her eyes and passed out. Yang Yitian's only sliver of sanity exploded in an instant, and the suppressed killing intent in his heart erupted completely. out.

"You'd better not move! Feeling Yang Yitian's strong hostility, the man with the scar suddenly panicked, took out the dummy weapon from his body, and pulled the trigger by a third.

However, Yang Yitian's speed was so fast that only an afterimage was left, and he came to the scarred man in an instant.

Looking at Yang Yitian's ferocious devil-like face from a close distance, the blood on the scarred man stopped flowing, he raised the imitation gun in his hand and pulled the trigger, and roared angrily, "Go to hell!"

However, before the man with the scar could pull the trigger, Yang Yitian raised the whip leg that pierced the sound of the wind, kicked his ribs with a bang, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground screaming, the simulation in his hand The gun was gone too.

With a piercing face, Yang Yitian walked towards the man with the scar step by step, not letting him go.

"Don't, don't come here!" The man with the scar kept spitting blood, shaking his hands tremblingly, trying to stop Yang Yitian in horror.

"do not move!"

Suddenly, a boy picked up the fake gun and pointed it at Yang Yitian from behind.

"Quick, shoot, kill him!" Seeing this, the man with the scar yelled in surprise, and asked his younger brother to shoot Yang Yitian.

The horse boy was startled, and he was so panicked that he didn't even aim, so he aimed at Yang Yitian and fired.

"boom!"

Deafening gunshots rang out, but Yang Yitian disappeared in place at some point, and all the bullets hit the man with the scar behind him.

The scarred man's pupils dilated infinitely, his chest was bubbling with blood, he trembled a few times and then lost his breath.

Before everyone could react, Yang Yitian, like a cheetah, came to the pony boy who shot, took the imitation gun from his hand, and kicked him to the ground unconsciously.

"Get out!" Yang Yitian raised the imitation gun, pointed at the dozens of gangsters, and walked towards his sister Yang Xuan.

"Forgive me" grabbed Yang Xuan's pony boy, saw Yang Yitian walking towards him, his legs seemed to be filled with iron and lead, and he knelt on the ground in horror.

However, Yang Yitian's whole face was so gloomy that water dripped out, he raised his right foot and kicked the little brother's face hard, blood gushed out from his facial features, his eyes went black and he collapsed.

Yang Yitian gently picked up Yang Xuan, turned around and glanced at everyone. Those dark red pupils and the imitation gun in his hand scared them away, and they threw away the weapons in their hands and fled from the unfinished building. The devil.

Yang Yitian didn't go after her, because the lives of these scumbags were less than one ten-thousandth of Yang Xuan's. He gently carried his sister into the car and sent her back to the People's Hospital.

"doctor!"

Driving a Maserati to the hospital, Yang Yitian hugged the unconscious Yang Xuan, rushed into the main building and yelled, not long after several doctors rushed over with a stretcher and sent her to the emergency room.

Yang Yitian stood nervously outside the emergency room, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and kept praying that Yang Xuan would be fine. At the same time, he was also thinking about who wanted to take revenge on him like this.

"drop!"

After more than 40 minutes, the door of the emergency room opened. Yang Yitian immediately collected his thoughts, walked quickly to a doctor wearing a mask, and asked worriedly, "Doctor, is my sister okay?"

"She suffered from leukemia and was already weak. In addition, she was frightened and her face was hit by an external force. As a result, she was in a coma. Generally speaking, her situation is not optimistic. She has to stay in the hospital for observation." The attending doctor said with a sigh.

Those few words that were very pessimistic made Yang Yitian's mind go blank. He didn't even notice when the doctor left.

"No matter who you are, I will let you die."

Yang Yitian's hands clenched into fists were trembling. He raised his head and took a deep breath. He undoubtedly stabbed Yang Xuan into his heart with a sharp knife. He knew that the man with the scar was just a used gun. The person behind the scenes is either Chen Baizhong from Longsheng Real Estate, or the underground emperor named Mr. Li.

An urgent break in an important news.

At 668:[-] this morning, there was a bloody incident in an unfinished building in the suburbs of the west city of this city. When people from the relevant departments arrived, one person was killed and the other was seriously injured. At present, the most suspected person has been locked. The president of the white Maserati fled eastward. The license plate number is Ning a[-]. Citizens are requested to take precautions and actively provide clues. Our reporter Wu Wen will report for you.

In the sea view villa, Jiang Xinyao, who was waiting for Yang Yitian's return, saw the urgent report on the news, her icy face was instantly filled with horror, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and called her father Jiang Yue.