After the divorce, I made tens of billions, and my ex-wife knelt down!

Chapter 192
The car stopped, Ye Xingchen opened the door and pushed the driver out.

Ye Xingchen closed the car door with a "bang", shifted into reverse, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car backed up.

He realized that this place was not safe, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.

suddenly!

Through the rear-view mirror, he saw the black van coming from behind.

Seven or eight meters away from the car driven by Ye Xingchen, it suddenly made a sharp turn, then stopped, leaning the car across the road, blocking the entire road.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen braked, put in gear, and stepped on the accelerator.

With a "woo" sound, the car drove forward quickly.

The car drove forward less than 50 meters, and there was a black SUV oncoming.

Ye Xingchen frowned slightly, so he had to brake.

The black SUV stopped suddenly five or six meters away from the taxi driven by Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen exhaled lightly, and didn't get out of the car in a hurry.

He wants to see who the other party is.

No matter who the other party is, one thing is certain, the visitor is not good.

Soon, the door of the black van was opened, and five burly men wearing fake camouflage uniforms and black hoods with only their eyes exposed jumped out of it.

Almost at the same time, four muscular men similarly dressed jumped out of the black SUV in front.

When these people walked towards this side, their bodies were straight and their steps were steady.

The overall movement of their walk is coordinated and looks like a well-coordinated athletic animal.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen realized that these people were well-trained, and they probably had some kind of professional training, such as some kind of military training.

Calm and composed, he got out of the car slowly, glanced sharply at those people, stretched his limbs, and twisted his neck.

He knew there was going to be a fight later.

Nine men wearing black hoods, holding knives and sticks, quickly surrounded Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a cold light.

He looked around the six people and said expressionlessly, "Who are you?"

A masked man with a big dog-leg scimitar took two steps forward and said coldly, "The man who came to send you to see King Yama!"

"Hey! It's really a toad yawning - what a big tone!" Ye Xingchen said disdainfully.

"Whether it's a toad yawning, you'll know soon!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he raised the scimitar in his hand and slashed at Ye Xingchen's forehead.

"This is the light in the toilet! I'll help you!"

While Ye Xingchen was speaking, his body moved with his shadow and he swung his fist.

The man's scimitar hadn't been cut in half yet, but he felt a strong punch blowing towards his face.

He trembled in his heart, feeling bad.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

"what!"

Screams began.

Ye Xingchen's right fist hit the man's nose hard.

The man's nose was completely sunken, and the whole person fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Ye Xingchen didn't want to waste too much time, so he knocked the opponent down with a single shot.

He could tell that these masked strong men in front of him were not ordinary people, they had received professional fighting training. To deal with them, one should not be soft-hearted, one must knock them down.

When the other eight people saw this, their eyes showed surprise.

They never imagined that Ye Xingchen could knock down his own people with one punch.

They looked at each other, raised their weapons, and besieged Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen's eyes flicked coldly, his fists and feet opened.

The eight people only felt a figure flash by, and by the time they realized it, they had all been hit.

"Ah ah ah..."

Accompanied by a call.

Between moments.

The remaining eight people were in a mess, either lying on the ground or lying on the body of the taxi.

Ye Xingchen grabbed a masked man who hadn't passed out, and tore off his black hood.

I saw that the other party had a crew cut, dark skin, and a face with Chinese characters.

The man's face was ugly and painful, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Ye Xingchen stared at the other party, and said coldly: "Say, who ordered you to attack me?"

The man closed his mouth tightly and snorted, with a dignified look on his face.

"You are tough, right? I have plenty of ways to deal with people like you!"

Ye Xingchen's words were as cold as ice.

The man remained silent.

He stared at Ye Xingchen, as if telling Ye Xingchen that he would kill him if he could.

Ye Xingchen let go of his hand suddenly, and then tapped the man's two acupoints with lightning speed.

quickly!

The man's expression was more painful and his face was even uglier.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his face twitched, and his shoulders trembled involuntarily.

"what……"

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore and screamed in pain.

He fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Seeing this, there were two masked men who were still awake, their eyes were surprised, and they didn't know what happened to that man.

"Ah... it hurts... it hurts... ah... it's so itchy..."

The man couldn't help shouting.

At this moment, his body was aching and itchy.

But this pain, this itching, cannot be touched.

It's like an itching inside, and it's like an itching outside.

People don't know where the pain and itching come from, they just feel uncomfortable all over.

Every inch of skin and internal organs in the body seemed to be bitten by countless ants, or gently scratched by countless fingers.

Life is better than death!

This kind of pain is not like an ordinary death penalty for the skin outside the body.

No matter how professionally trained he was, he couldn't bear it.

"How does life feel better than death?"

Ye Xingchen looked sideways at that person, and said with a half-smile.

"Please forgive me..."

The righteous and awe-inspiring look of that person just now has long since disappeared, and he began to beg for mercy.

"Tell who is the instigator and I will help you end this pain." Ye Xingchen sneered.

"I...I can't say...if I say it...I will die..."

"It's better to die than to live like this now."

"I... I really can't say..."

"Okay, then you can continue to suffer."

"Please...please help me end this pain..."

Ye Xingchen ignored him, walked aside, picked up the other two masked men who hadn't passed out, and pulled off their hoods.

These two people, one with a horse face and the other with a round face, both have the same crew cut and dark skin.

Immediately afterwards, two of their acupuncture points were tapped.

It didn't take long for the two of them to fall to the ground and roll around.

They were both painful and itchy, as if they were being bitten by countless ants, and as if countless fingers were gently scratching their internal organs and every inch of their skin.

Ye Xingchen put his arms around his heart, as if watching a play.

"You... what did you do... ah... why did I... I did this... ah..."

"Please spare me...ah..."

"You... kill me if you have the guts..."

"Yes...kill me..."

"The more others want to die, the more I will not let him die!"

Ye Xingchen said in a gentle tone.

But his voice made the three of them sound like it came from hell.

They regretted why they took this order to attack him.

(End of this chapter)