Some lunatics in the building who were unscrupulous for money could no longer resist the temptation. Many prostitutes who listened to the radio wanted to kill Yang Chen.
Money is the devil.
It can make kind people become vicious.
It can make father, son and brothers turn against each other.
It can also drive men and women who do not love each other to sleep in the same bed.
In the hall, Yang Chen listened to the radio, squinted his eyes, casually took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and smoked calmly. One hundred thousand dollars... This amount made him want to laugh.
Someone once paid dozens of times as much for his head, but he still lives to this day unharmed, leaving only a few scars on his body that symbolize glory.
It was also at that time that he killed one-third of the top twenty assassins in Asia, including Asia's number one assassin Leng Feng. From then on, Saber shocked the entire assassin world, and no one dared to take on the job of assassinating Saber.
In the minds of many killers, the saber is the undefeated king.
After the smoke burned out, Yang Chen looked up at the surveillance camera and took a long puff of smoke, showing off his sharp edge.
In the control room on the eleventh floor, the bearded man in front of the monitor and the mad wolf standing respectfully behind him all felt uncomfortable when looking at Yang Chen at this moment, not angry, but inexplicably palpitating.
Yang Chen flicked the cigarette butts away gracefully and walked ten meters forward. He was in an open patio. The fence on each floor surrounded the patio. There were terraces on the north and south sides, spiraling upward to the top of the building. The ceiling of the patio was made of transparent glass. During the day,
, the sun can shine in.
Yang Chen also noticed that there were two old-fashioned elevators on the east and west sides of the patio.
The dimly lit building is surrounded by rooms regardless of its orientation. The door of each room faces the patio. Some people lock the door tightly, while others open the door and walk to the fence to look at the patio.
Yang Chen closed his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face. He seemed to have noticed countless pairs of greedy eyes staring at him. During these days of dormant in the country, he had never gone on a killing spree alone.
A long-lost feeling.
There is a lot of fighting spirit in my chest.
Are you really born to kill?
Yang Chen flashed a question, and immediately, the smile on his face became even bigger. In a world where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the weak, a grassroots man like him who comes from a poor family can only fight his way out of the world.
Men should kill, and kill without mercy.
The eternal karma is all in killing people.
Mr. Qiu Sheng's murderous song tells the cruel and true side of thousands of years of history.
Which hero doesn't kill people? Which great man who stands at the pinnacle of great achievements doesn't have his feet broken and bones? Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the trace of depression in his heart disappeared.
At the same time, the twelve-story building heard the sounds of chaotic footsteps, one hundred thousand dollars, naked temptations, and countless black gun muzzles sticking out from different floors, aiming at Yang Chen under the patio, click
Well...the sound of a bullet being loaded is abrupt and harsh.
A arrogant sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Chen's mouth, and he moved quickly. Almost at the same time, the muzzles of the guns extending downward from different floors erupted into flames.
There was a loud sound of gunfire.
Where Yang Chen had previously stood, the marble floor was shattered with dozens of shocking bullet marks, which were dropped as densely as raindrops. Yang Chen, who had escaped the fatal attack, ran for a few steps, suddenly exerted force, and flew more than three meters into the air, holding the wrench with both hands.
He lived on the fence on the second floor on the north side of the patio and climbed into the second floor. His movements were so fast that the man who regarded Yang Chen as a prey was caught off guard.
At the same time, those who witnessed this scene did not understand Yang Chen's actions. What did he want to do if he did not run to the elevators on the east and west sides of the patio, or retreated to the blind spot in the foyer?
There were also five or six men standing behind the fence on this side of the second floor, all carrying guns, and even an AK47. Maybe Yang Chen came too quickly and didn't react. They all stared blankly at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen seemed to rush towards the crowd recklessly.
Across the patio, several gun muzzles sprayed flames, and countless bullets stirred up a string of smoke and dust sparks on the walls and doors, chasing Yang Chen.
Those guys in a daze are miserable.
The guys who were regarded as prey ran past them for a moment. They all wanted to raise their guns, but the bullets fired from the opposite direction knocked them down mercilessly.
This was all planned by Yang Chen.
The gunfire on the second floor stopped abruptly.
The shooter looked carefully and saw that Yang Chen had already rushed to the third floor. The people who were killed were all people living in the building. They were shouting and running up the stairs to the third floor with their guns raised.
When these people went upstairs, the third floor was already in chaos. The people who intercepted and killed Yang Chen on the third floor did not make the mistake of the people around them and gathered together in one place.
No matter how many sheep there are, they are still sheep.
Yang Chen was a fierce wolf king. He didn't give anyone a chance to shoot and charged into the crowd. He didn't know when two sabers appeared in his hand, either blocking or cutting them.
Swish, swish, swish!
The sound of the blade penetrating into flesh was a continuous line.
As Yang Chen moved forward quickly, the people blocking the road fell one after another. After someone fell, the part that had sustained the fatal wound slowly began to bleed. Only with the sharp blade and extremely fast speed could he cause
Such effect.
Two people were far away and wanted to shoot, but Yang Chen's saber shot from both hands penetrated their skulls. The huge impact made the two black men with big muscles and round waists fall backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
At this moment, a person in the hidden room saw through the peephole that Yang Chen was passing by with his bare hands. He suddenly opened the door, raised his machete with both hands, and slashed it down with gritted teeth.
This man was secretly happy.
One hundred thousand dollars is his.
Yang Chen didn't even look at the man who was killed by the diagonal stab. He punched out almost out of instinct. The side hook sent the man back into the room. The man who thought he could succeed in a sneak attack fell to the ground of the messy room.
The muscular chest collapsed deeply, and it was obvious that the entire ribs were shattered by a punch.
The dozen or so people who came up from the second floor looked at the situation on the third floor. They all gasped and were shocked. Then they hesitated whether to chase or not. One hundred thousand dollars was very tempting, but compared to a small life, it was too insignificant.
Now they finally understood why Yang Chen didn't take the elevator.
This ghost-like man must be killed layer by layer.
In the control room on the eleventh floor, the bearded man who was monitoring Yang Chen's every move was no longer as calm and calm as before, and his expression was extremely solemn.
When Yang Chen reached the sixth floor, almost no one risked another hundred thousand dollars.
In the monitor, behind the stalwart man standing alone is a road watered with warm blood.
Rao, who had done many dirty and bloody things for his family, saw this scene and couldn't help but feel fearful and at a loss. He hesitated for a long time and said to the mad wolf behind him: "Go and bring that little girl here.
, give the order again and prepare to release the Titans."
The mad wolf, with one hand wrapped in thick gauze, nodded, turned around and left. He knew what the old godfather, his distant nephew, wanted to do, and felt contempt in his heart.
There are more than fifty brothers in the building, so they can't wait to grab something that can save their lives, cowards!
