Chapter 206

Yang Chen's words were filled with both domineering arrogance, but Qian Biao didn't think Yang Chen was bragging at all. He was full of shock. Had this young Northern Border Protector already reached that level?

"Haha..."

Yang Chen's words, however, caused all the Yang family members to burst into laughter uncontrollably.

After Yang Xiangming finished laughing, his fierce eyes stared fixedly at Yang Chen: "I want to see how you can stop me from killing him when he's being pointed at by dozens of guns?"

"How about it?"

A slight smile played on Yang Chen's lips, his face calm and composed.

"Yang Chen, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You think I'm afraid of your Uwen family's status and therefore wouldn't dare to touch you."

Yang Xiangming said with an air of knowing it all: "I've investigated this thoroughly. Over ten years ago, you were already driven out by the Yuwen family. Even though they gave you the Yanzhen Group, you could only control a small Jiangzhou branch. The real helmsman of the Yancheng Group is still the Yuwen family!"

"Don't you think, with what you've become, I wouldn't dare kill you?"

Yang Chen shook his head. "Ignorance is bliss. You have no idea what kind of opportunities your Yang family missed, and what kind of beings you offended."

"Arrogant!"

Yang Xiangming angrily said: "Since you are so arrogant, I will kill your dog first and see if you can still be as arrogant as now."

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Yang Chen's eyes. Anyone who dared to insult his brother deserved death!

"Fire!"

Yang Xiangming suddenly gave an order.

Qian Biao was taken aback. The moment Yang Xiangming opened his mouth, he immediately stepped in front of Yang Chen.

"Get down!"

Yang Chen suddenly shouted and pressed his hand on Qian Biao's shoulder, causing him to fall uncontrollably onto the ground.

But Ma Chao reacted faster. The moment Yang Xiangming's words fell, he was already lying on the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

At the same time, dozens of guns fired simultaneously, and the entire Yang family was filled with the deafening sound of gunfire.

Yang Chen's figure instantly vanished, like a mischievous spirit, his form impossible to catch.

Everyone had only fired one shot when they realized the target was already on the ground. As for Yang Chen, he had vanished, leaving everyone with a sense of disbelief.

And Yang Chen had already plucked dozens of leaves at random, waving them away casually.

"Pff! Pff! Pff..."

A series of soft thuds echoed as the dozen or so gunmen, who had just been standing in place, fell to the ground one by one. Each man had a crimson mark on his forehead where a leaf had pierced his brain.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. No one could understand what had occurred, they only saw Yang Chen casually pluck down dozens of leaves, and then over a dozen gunmen all collapsed to the ground, dead with their eyes wide open.

Leaf-killing murder!

Dead silence!

Yang Xiangming's body trembled constantly, he just felt like everything was a dream. His greatest reliance wasn't Qian Biao, but the dozen or so gunmen.

At this moment, they fell to the ground soundlessly and without a trace of awareness. Until their death, there was not even a hint of change in their facial expressions; they hadn't expected such an outcome at all.

Qian Biao was suddenly pressed to the ground by Yang Chen. He only heard a series of gunshots, and then the gunfire suddenly disappeared.

When he stood up, he saw the dozen or so gunmen who had just been pointing their guns at them, all dead now, each with a blood line on their foreheads.

At this moment, the blood line slowly unfolded like rose petals on her forehead.

(Editor in charge：gothic novels)