"Mr. Chen... you... you... how did you... resist... the power of the missile explosion??" Yang Feng looked shocked and uncertain. He couldn't help but asked in surprise!
It is simply impossible for an ordinary person to... resist the bombardment!
How on earth did Mr. Chen do it... be bombarded from the front by a bomb and still survive unharmed?
Could it be that he is made of copper skin and iron bones?
Chen Xiu blew out a smoke ring, pointed at the leather jacket that was blown into tatters, and said calmly, "The jacket is bulletproof."
The clothes he was wearing were no ordinary leather jacket.
Rather, it is the top military technology product from Hot Summer!
This looks like an inconspicuous leather jacket, but in fact, it is...a super anti-explosion body armor made of top-grade bulletproof metal woven!
The entire leather jacket is made of metal, ceramic sheets, fiberglass, nylon, Kevlar, ultra-high molecular weight polyethylene fiber and liquid protective materials.
It has the most advanced and hardest bulletproof performance.
Ordinary firearm bullets cannot hit this leather jacket at all.
Its bulletproof level is even above level 4!
Can easily withstand attacks from ordinary sniper rifle bullets.
Even missiles and explosives can be resisted head-on!
therefore.
Just now...the two suicide bombers rushed in front of Chen Xiu...while detonating the explosives.
Although Chen Xiu was blown hundreds of meters away.
But he still survived.
The secret agent leather jacket on his body completely withstood the impact of the bomb for him.
However, at this time, the entire leather jacket was blown to pieces and was extremely damaged.
As Chen Xiu spoke, he slowly took off the tattered leather jacket he was wearing.
The entire leather jacket was riddled with holes.
"Mr. Chen... Since you have such powerful bulletproof clothing... then why don't you equip Director Ning with one? To increase Director Ning's personal safety...?" Yang Feng asked cautiously.
Indeed, such a powerful body armor can withstand missile attacks.
Why not arrange one for Director Ning?
In this way, they can feel much more at ease when performing protection tasks.
Ning Dongxia on the side did not speak, but looked at this man with a complicated face.
For some reason, this man... gave her an... increasingly mysterious and difficult-to-understand feeling...
Chen Xiu took off his clothes and glanced at Yang Feng.
Then he directly threw the leather jacket that was riddled with holes in front of Yang Feng.
"Do you think Ning Dongxia, a weak woman, can wear this dress?" Chen Xiu asked calmly.
As soon as Yang Feng took over the leather jacket, he felt his hands heavy... He couldn't hold the clothes at all!
‘Bang!’ The entire leather jacket and body armor fell directly to the ground!
At this moment, Yang Feng's face suddenly hardened, and he finally understood... why he didn't equip Director Ning!
This dress probably... weighs hundreds of kilograms!
Ning Dong is a weak woman and cannot bear the weight of this dress.
If ordinary people put on clothes, it would be as if there were hundreds of kilograms of lead tied to their bodies.
Ordinary people are weighed down by hundreds of kilograms of weight and cannot even walk.
Even Yang Feng can't hold up this leather jacket. It's obvious.
"Do you know who sent these killers?" At this moment, Ning Dongxia broke the silence at the scene and took a step forward to ask.
Chen Xiu straightened his clothes, held a cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath.
"Who else do you think can use their power to mobilize thermal weapon killer teams...and explosives in the Jiangnan city?" Chen Xiu asked rhetorically.
Ning Dongxia was stunned for a moment, and then she was silent for a long time.
She already knew that answer.
"Bai family?" Chang Siyu on the side took over the conversation with a solemn face.
indeed.
Looking at the whole Jiangnan, there are people with such strength.
Only the president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, the powerful city leader, Bai Shanchuan!
"But in Baishanchuan, my son was burned to death just yesterday... Shouldn't we hold a funeral at home today? Why not spend a lot of money to arrange this assassination?" Chang Siyu smelled something wrong. She stared at Chen Xiu and asked
.
"Moreover, why is Bai Shanchuan... coming specifically to target you this time?" Chang Siyu asked with deep beautiful eyes, with a hint of wanting to see through this man.
"Then, you have to ask Bai Shanchuan." Chen Xiu blew out a smoke ring and gave her a roll of his eyes.
Then, he turned around and walked towards the direction of the Mercedes-Benz motorcade.
"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Cover Ning Dong's car and retreat." Chen Xiu held a cigarette in his mouth and gave a deep order.
In the underground garage, the group of bodyguards finally reacted.
He hurriedly escorted Ning Dongxia and Chang Siyu to the car.
Then, the mighty two-row convoy, extremely dignified, quickly left the underground garage...
…
And at this time.
The night is deep.
Jiangnan, Baijia Manor.
Throughout the manor, white blankets, white linen... were hung all around the manor.
The atmosphere in the entire manor was solemn.
Bai Family Manor, in the center of the memorial platform.
A huge golden dragon coffin was placed right there.
In the golden dragon coffin, there lay a corpse whose whole body had been burned to ashes of charcoal.
The corpse was none other than Tianjiao.
More than a dozen Taoist priests, holding peach wood swords and wearing Taoist robes... are opening an altar to perform rituals to save the souls of the dead and allow them to achieve blissful rebirth.
Under the memorial platform, dozens of descendants, servants, and subordinates of the Bai family...knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and saluted the deceased.
The head of the Bai family, Bai Shanchuan, was also standing in front of the golden dragon coffin at this time.
He was wearing white linen clothes, with a white scarf tied on his head, and his face looked haggard and old.
He is only in his early 60s.
But at this time, his face was old and haggard, and he looked as if he was eighty or ninety years old.
The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift.
How could Bai Shanchuan endure such grief?
These days, he has been sleepless all night.
I stayed with my son's coffin for a long, long time.
And, at this moment.
Suddenly, outside the courtyard, a subordinate came hurriedly.
"President! Tonight... the assassination failed. All the suicide bombers have died... but Chen Xiunas... was not killed... Now, he and Ning Dongxia have... driven back to the villa..." Then
The famous subordinates, with anxious and solemn expressions, bowed and saluted, and reported!
When he heard this report from his subordinates, Bai Shanchuan, who was standing in front of the golden dragon coffin, looked up slowly with deep eyes.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the stars in the night sky above.
"Trash." Only two words came out of his mouth.
The next second, he suddenly raised his hand, and a dark pistol appeared in his hand.
"President... no... don't..." The subordinate trembled and backed away in fear.
However, he had no time to resist and beg for mercy.
"Bang...!" Bai Shanchuan had already pulled the trigger hard! A bullet instantly penetrated the head of the subordinate!
One shot to the head!
The subordinate's pupils widened, and his whole body... fell to the ground hard!
Bai Shanchuan's eyes were cold and stern, and he suddenly took back the gun in his hand.
Since this person is not good at doing things, he is a waste.
If they are trash, kill them.
Bai Shanchuan's ruthlessness is evident.
"Come here, drag him down and feed the dog." Bai Shanchuan took back the gun and said in a cold voice.
Soon, several people came up and dragged the body off the ground.
The body was dragged to a huge dog cage in the Bai family manor.
In the dog cage, there is a huge purebred maned Tibetan mastiff.
The body was thrown directly into the dog cage.
In the dog cage, the pure-blood Tibetan Mastiff, without saying a word, just gave the body a hard bite, bared its teeth, and bit the body.
He tore the flesh of the corpse into pieces, chewed and gnawed it.
It can be seen that this Tibetan Mastiff often eats human flesh.
On weekdays, countless corpses of enemies of the Bai family were thrown in front of this Tibetan mastiff and became its dinner.
The center of the manor.
Bai Shanchuan put his hands behind his back and stared at the night stars with cold eyes.
Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
He took a deep breath and slowly gave instructions to the butler behind him.
"Deploy troops to blockade Jiangnan tonight."
"Tomorrow, after my son's funeral, there will be a bloodbath for the Future Group." Bai Shanchuan said in a calm and indifferent tone, word by word, slowly!
