He turned around and continued walking towards Yimeiyuan, and said calmly to Qianhu, the Jin Yiwei who was driving his car, "Go and deal with it."
Jinyiwei Qianhu bowed to Li Chen, then turned around and walked towards the servant with a sinister smile.
The servants didn't know that they were about to die, so they kept yelling and cursing.
"Do you know who my young master is? He is the son of a great scholar at the Wuying Palace. If he is wise enough to come over and kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake, there may be a chance to save him..."
If you talk about others, that's it.
However, Qianhu, a member of the Jinyi Guards group ordered by Li Chen, dared to kill Zhang Biwu himself even if he was Zhang Biwu's son.
So before the servant who was looking for death could finish his words, Jin Yiwei had already grabbed his throat.
Kara.
There was a crisp sound.
That was the sound of the throat bones being crushed.
Seeing the human life, the dandy boys around him were not only not afraid, but all of them were making fun of him.
At this moment, the owner of the carriage also got out.
Zhang Wangyang first glanced at his dead servant, and then looked coldly at the Jin Yiwei Qianhu who took action.
But like Li Chen, he didn't even bother to talk to his servants.
He raised his head and called out to Li Chen.
"This young master is very cool. Is this your first time in the capital? You killed my man and you want to leave like this?"
Li Chen stopped and said to Zhang Wangyang with interest: "If you kill a servant who causes trouble for your master, you will kill him. I killed him for your own good, so as not to cause him to kill you in the future."
Do you want to thank me for this misfortune? That’s not necessary.”
Li Chen's attitude made Zhang Wangyang's eyes cold.
He could feel that Li Chen was difficult to deal with, but if he didn't say or do anything in front of everyone, then the face of Mr. Zhang would be lost.
Getting off the carriage, Zhang Wangyang walked towards Li Chen.
But before he could get close, Jin Yiwei Qianhu, who had just started killing people, raised his hand and stopped in front of him.
"Anyone who comes within five steps of my master will die."
The cold words made Zhang Wangyang's eyelids twitch.
"What a loud tone! Is there anyone so bold in this capital?"
Zhang Wangyang sneered and said: "With such a huge pomp, people who don't know it would think that the prince is leaving the palace."
"Young man from out of town, I advise you to keep a low profile. In this capital, the most important thing is dignitaries. If you accidentally provoke someone you cannot afford to provoke, you will be in trouble."
Li Chen was used to racking his brains in playing chess with an old fox like Zhao Xuanji, but suddenly he was replaced by such a young boy who pretended to be sophisticated. Li Chen actually found it quite refreshing.
He looked at Zhang Wangyang with a smile and said, "You are just arrogant, so what do you think?"
Zhang Wangyang said with a sharp expression: "Kneel down! Apologize!"
The smile on Li Chen's face faded.
He has been in a high position for a long time and is in charge of the rise and fall of the empire. He has been exposed to government affairs and managed national affairs for a long time. What he has compensated for Li Chen is the majesty of ruling the world.
When he doesn't smile, he puts great pressure on people.
This kind of aura has nothing to do with martial arts, it is completely the invisible aura cultivated by power and status day after day.
The scene fell silent.
Every young man who was joking and waiting to watch the show just a moment ago fell silent.
It seemed as if disaster would be imminent in the next second.
Among them, Zhang Wangyang is the most prominent.
"You want me to kneel down for you?"
Li Chen played with the taste, "It's a bit interesting."
He winked at Jinyiwei Qianhu, who had been ready to move for a long time, and said, "Let him kneel here. No one is allowed to get up without my order."
