That person is - Chen Yu!

The blond young man's pupils contracted and he felt a little panicked.

He is a sniper, and his physical strength is not very strong. If he gets close, the opponent may be able to beat him completely with one hand.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and murmured: "At this distance... there is still time to fire a shot, there is still time! Shoot and then run, even if he misses, the remaining time is enough for him to escape."

With his mind set, he leaned down again and pressed his finger on the trigger.

But at this moment, he saw a shocking scene in the scope——

While running, the strange young man passed by a bench, the kind used for people to rest. He kept walking and his speed did not slow down. He grabbed the bench with one hand and used his inertia to drag it! The bench fixed to the ground

The chair was immediately pulled up by its "roots", and then it was thrown and spun towards the window sill of this small building.

The wind was howling, and there was a whining sound, as if even the air was choking.

The blond young man took a deep breath and was stunned.

Magji, how much does that kind of bench weigh? Let’s say at least a hundred pounds! How far is it from here? At least over a hundred meters!

If you raise your hand and throw something weighing more than a hundred kilograms a hundred meters away, is it still a human being?

Astonished, the bench grew larger and larger in sight.

The blond young man quickly dodged and retreated into the room.

Boom!

The bench collided with the window sill, making a loud noise.

The entire window sill was smashed, and the gravel and the bench fell down with a huge sound.

The blond young man stared at all this blankly, and then ran away.

This time, he had no chance to shoot. If he didn't run away, he would die.

Suddenly, there was another strong sound of wind coming from behind.

The blond young man turned around subconsciously and saw a stone flying towards him.

He didn't even have time to react before he was hit on the shoulder and fell to the ground wailing.

Then, from the billowing smoke, a figure broke through, came to him in an instant, grabbed his throat, and nailed him to the wall.

The five fingers slowly closed.

The blond man looked pale and said with trembling lips: "I am..."

Click.

Without giving him a chance to speak again, Chen Yu directly twisted his throat.

…

After Chen Yu broke the window and came out, there was only dead silence in the room.

Currently still alive are Tan Jian and Hong Biao, Zhao Tianchuan who is shivering in the corner, and Pang Qianfeng who is lying on the ground dying.

All that's left are corpses.

Everywhere is filled with afterimages and the smell of blood, making people want to vomit.

Hong Biao's chest rose and fell rapidly. He came to Zhao Tianchuan and looked at him condescendingly: "Mr. Zhao, what do you say now?"

"I...I..." Zhao Tianchuan groaned for a long time and was speechless.

Hong Biao sneered: "I believe you have seen Master Chen's strength, do you still want to resist?"

Although no threatening words were spoken, the threat was very strong. The tone was like... If you don't accept it, I will rush up and chop you to death.

Zhao Tianchuan showed an expression uglier than crying, but still hesitated and said nothing.

In fact, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart - maybe Chen Yu might have been killed by the sniper after he broke the window and went out.

But as soon as he had this thought, Chen Yu came in from the door, dragging a corpse in his hand.

Zhao Tianchuan knew that it was one of the two Night Owl killers they hired with a large sum of money, the blond young man responsible for sniping.

When things developed to this point, Zhao Tianchuan was completely desperate.

The opponent killed a strong man at the level of a little grandmaster, and could still dodge sniper bullets by relying on his reflexes. He was a completely abnormal monster. How could he still play?

The main reason why Chen Yu brought the body back was to frighten Zhao Tianchuan. Now that his purpose was achieved, he threw the body away like garbage, and then ordered Hong Biao and Tan Jian: "Bring them out."

After saying that, he walked out of the room again.

Hong Biao and Tan Jian looked at each other, then dragged Zhao Tianchuan, whose legs were weak from fright, and Pang Qianfeng, who was seriously injured, out.

When I came to the courtyard, I saw Chen Yu standing under an osmanthus tree, looking up at the green leaves.

The sun shines through the tree trunks, casting mottled light spots on his face, making him look like an immortal.

Hong Biao whispered: "Master Chen, the two of them have been brought out."

Chen Yu withdrew his gaze and looked over.

Zhao Tianchuan swallowed and said anxiously: "Master Chen..."

"You can speak later." Chen Yu interrupted him, then looked at Pang Qianfeng and asked, "Mr. Pang, what do you think?"

Pang Qianfeng was hit on the head with a stool by Tan Jian just now, and the bleeding has not stopped yet, making him look very miserable.

He smiled sadly: "I've lost everything, what else can I do? Don't you just want my assets? Okay, I'll give them to you!"

At this point, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

Moreover, as long as he can save his life, he believes that with his own ability, he will be able to make a comeback!

But Chen Yu said softly: "Do you still remember what you said when I first arrived?"

Pang Qianfeng suddenly raised his head and stared at Chen Yu. The sadness on his face melted and turned into fear.

Chen Yu said to himself: "You said that if you stood behind me, you would only have one thought in your mind - how to hack me to death."

Pang Qianfeng's body trembled and he shrank back involuntarily.

Chen Yu looked at him with deep eyes: "Now, do you think I will give you a chance?"

Pang Qianfeng said sharply: "If I don't come forward, you can't transfer my assets."

"Then don't." Chen Yu said cleanly, "I never came here for money."

"If it's not for money, then what is it for?"

Chen Yu raised the corner of his mouth: "It's not for money, of course it's for power. In Jiangzhou, I don't want anyone to disobey me."

As he spoke, he lightly snapped his fingers.

Tan Jian walked up to Pang Qianfeng.

"No... don't!!!"

In the face of death, even a man like Pang Qianfeng must be afraid.

But the God of Death will not stop because of fear.

Tan Jian directly broke his neck and sent him home to the west. After doing this, he returned behind Chen Yu and stood silently.

Chen Yu then looked at Zhao Tianchuan and smiled gently: "Mr. Zhao, you can continue talking now."

Zhao Tianchuan was frightened, his lips were trembling, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't know? Then I'll teach you." Chen Yu slowly stretched out his finger, "First, completely transfer the assets to Hong Biao's name. Second, obey my orders from now on. Third, don't exist.

Some colorful thoughts."

Zhao Tianchuan forced out an ugly smile: "Master Chen, I..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Chen Yu interrupted him, his eyes turned cold, "You just need to answer me - whether you are willing or not."

We have already learned what will happen if we don't want to, so this choice is equivalent to nothing.

Zhao Tianchuan sighed, closed his eyes in pain, and lowered his head to express surrender.
Chapter completed!