Chapter 434: Are You Worthy of Talking About Character? Part 1
Yang Chen appeared, and everyone in the room was caught off guard. Jin Ya was so shocked that his face turned pale. As Mad Dog Dean's effective lackey, he was by no means a good person. It's not an exaggeration to say that this guy kills people without blinking an eye, but he was frightened by Yang Chen. The dangers before were all thrilling.
He was chased all the way, which still makes me feel frightened.
devil.
The police used all the police force in the city to deal with the devil.
Jin Ya suddenly encountered this mutated person who was scared to his core, and could only tremble.
"Kill him!" Mad Dog Dean roared. Others in the room calmed down and raised their guns. Yang Chen, who was well prepared, swung his hands repeatedly, and the steel-like flying knives silently sank into the bodies of the three people who reacted fastest.
The three of them clutched their throats in fear and slowly fell down, with bright red blood spurting out from between their fingers.
Life is sometimes so fragile that it is difficult to guard against it.
Bang... Finally someone fired the first shot, a Remington shotgun, which had astonishing lethality in close combat. The planar barrage composed of countless lead pellets was almost unavoidable.
However, he failed to do anything to Yang Chen.
It wasn't that Yang Chen was invulnerable. The moment the strong man fired, the animal had already circled behind the strong man from below the muzzle. He raised the knife and lowered it. The sharp saber stabbed cleanly into the weak spot on the back of the strong man's neck.
Draw your sword and assassinate the next target.
Yang Chen's speed was so fast and his movements so dazzling that everyone present was dazzled and at a loss as to what to do. The strong and fierce men died one after another without even having a chance to cry out in pain.
As Mad Dog Dean drifted from trance to trance, eleven people lay dead.
Instant kill...real instant kill, plop...Jin Ya knelt down to beg for mercy, crying bitterly, almost having a mental breakdown. Yang Chen didn't look at Jin Ya directly, and walked towards Mad Dog Dean, who had served him with his left hand and had been a supermodel for many years.
The tall girl was pulled in front of him, acting as a human shield to prevent flying knives and bullets. She held the pistol in her right hand and pointed it at Yang Chen tremblingly.
"If you take another half step forward, I'll shoot you!" Dean, with a fierce look and a soft heart, hid behind the woman, only half of his face showing, with fear and reluctance intertwined in his eyes.
Yang Chen smiled disdainfully, walked around Jinya, and slowly approached Dean. Dean gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. Yang Chen, who was already on guard, dodged to avoid the gun.
When the bullet hit the wall and splashed dust, Yang Chen arrived in a flash and got close to Dean. Dean wanted to pull the trigger again, but Yang Chen had already pinched his wrist.
The sexy girl sandwiched between the two men screamed and broke free from Dean's control and stumbled out. Yang Chen did not stop the girl, but only stared coldly at Dean, who had an earthy face.
"What do you want? I let the girl go, why are you still trying to embarrass me, the person who killed me? You are such a bad character!" Dean said in a panic, saying whatever he wanted.
Yang Chen was happy.
There are too many people in this world who distort their ugly faces and criticize other people’s character without shame, without first looking at their own character. Besides, no one can make a final decision on whether a character is good or bad, let alone a trash beast.
The infamous Mad Dog Dean talks about his character.
It's more ridiculous than a professor who covets the beauty of a little girl in kindergarten talking about morality.
It's like a thief eating stolen bread. He finds it tastes wrong and the portion is small. He curses and despises the baker for his poor character. It's the most embarrassing thing in the world. It's so shameless that it will end its descendants.
"Are you worthy of talking about your character? Stop being ridiculous and listen to me. Maybe I won't kill you." Yang Chen said as he took Dean's gun away, tied it behind his waist, and dragged Dean out.
Dean struggled, but when he saw Yang Chen looking at him with murderous intent on his face, he suddenly became weak.
An hour later, Yang Chen sneaked into the villa where he first met Dean, found the entrance to the secret room according to Dean's instructions, and dug out what he needed from the safe on the mezzanine wall of the secret room.
The records of Dean's cooperation with Terron Millers for more than ten years include many secretly filmed and secretly recorded audio and video materials. For Dean, this is a trump card to suppress Terron Millers.
This shit needs to end!
Yang Chen sneered, put away what he had got, and quietly left the villa. When he came to a dark alley not far from the villa, a muscular man appeared, walked quickly to Yang Chen, and whispered: "Boss..."
"Have you done what I asked you to do?"
The man nodded and said with a sinister smile: "Boss, it's foolproof. The media in European countries can even take photos of the president and prime minister. Terron Milles is nothing, I will definitely kill him."
"Take these materials, they will be enough to kill Tremelas." Yang Chen handed the things to the man, but just in case, the man left a more critical video material in advance.
Don't put your eggs in one basket.
Yang Chen has always acted like a shrewd and treacherous person.
"Boss, take a look." The man said confidently, turned around and walked into the depths of the alley. Yang Chen lit a cigarette and strolled away, gradually blending into the dark night.
The next day, the British Broadcasting Corporation BBC took the lead in reporting the Paris police scandal, and the French media immediately followed up. In the high-level hospital ward, Teren Milles watched the TV news with an ashen face.
In front of the hospital building, reporters from all walks of life swarmed in. If it hadn't been for the strong efforts of the police and security to stop them, they would have all rushed into Terron Millers' ward.
The embassy followed the media and expressed its hope that the relevant departments in Paris would investigate the kidnapping case in depth and severely punish the perpetrators.
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On the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway.
An Iveco speeds.
Shen Yue, who was slightly tired, sat in the window seat in the last row, staring at the retreating scenery outside the window. Next to her sat the program photographer Xiao Zhao, a very shy boy, and on a single seat across the aisle, a paunchy man
The old man smelled of alcohol and was fast asleep. A few strands of hair were scattered from one side to the hairless area on top of his head. The image made people laugh.
This man fell asleep and leaned to the side, almost falling into the aisle. Thanks to Xiao Zhao's quick eyesight and quick hands, he helped his bald head. At this time, the person sitting in the front row turned his face, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and glared at Xiao Zhao.
Zhao criticized: "You are so incompetent. Change seats with Director Mao. Hurry up. Director Mao will definitely sleep well next to Xiao Shen."
Xiao Zhao glanced at the expressionless Shen Yue and hesitated.
The bossy bespectacled man twisted his body, stretched out his hand, patted Xiao Zhao's face unscrupulously, and said angrily: "How can you survive in the workplace like you?"
"Oh... Then I'll help Director Mao over..." Xiao Zhao said obediently, and the person slapping him on the face was Director Mao's follower, at the deputy section level. In CCTV, an administrative institution at the deputy ministerial level, he was the only
Xiao Zhao, who is still in his internship period, can't afford to offend the boss who is a bit more sesame.
This big-ass leader might affect his future. Although he wanted to protect his wife, he had a humble status. He felt aggrieved and apologetic and left his seat, helping Director Mao to sit next to Shen Yue.
Shen Yue didn't blame Xiao Zhao, he had his own difficulties. She had beautiful eyes and glared at the man with glasses. Director Mao, who woke up from the torment, rolled his eyelids and decided to sit next to Shen Yue. He leaned in and rested his head directly on Shen Yue's thigh.
, began to pretend to be asleep, and deliberately touched Shen Yue's ankles and calves with his drooping hands.
Shen Yue was angry!
[Author's digression]: I am not a professional writer. I spend almost all my spare time writing, but my hand speed is slow. Recently, I have been worried about my driver's license. The updates have been unsatisfactory. I understand that people are angry and scolding me. I understand. , I'm sorry everyone, you can guess it with your toes. After writing this, some people must have said that I make excuses for everything, have a bad character, and are inhumane, haha.
Maybe my character is really bad, but I should be much better than someone who swears and curses everywhere. I can just relax by reading a book, so why bother.
Some people pretend to be old readers, pretending to hate iron and steel, and complain about the cliched plot. The pretense is too clumsy. Why should you be so secretive?