He went upstairs quietly and walked toward Zhong Yan's bedroom.
He consciously told him that what happened to Zhong Yan happened in the bedroom.
The surroundings were dark. Wang Yao walked towards Zhong Yan's bedroom according to his memory and accidentally touched the vase in the corner.
"Clang!"
The vase fell to the ground.
On the bed in the bedroom, Zhong Yan's hands and feet were tied.
A man is reporting to the Chen family on the phone, while another man is watching at the window...
Hearing the movement outside, the two of them were startled. They both looked at the bedroom door. The man who called took out a gun from his waist and stared at the door.
The man at the window took out a dagger, and the two looked at each other.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Zhong Yan's mouth was sealed with tape, and he struggled hard, as if to alert the people outside the door.
"Shut up, or I'll kill you!" the man with the gun shouted in a low voice.
There was a hint of fear in Zhong Yan's eyes.
The man with the knife winked at the man with the gun.
The man holding a pistol slowly came to the door. He carefully held the door handle and prepared to open the door.
"boom!"
The next second, the door suddenly opened, and a huge force hit the man holding the gun directly in the face, making a shocking sound.
"ah!"
The man holding the gun was caught off guard and was hit on the spot, dizzy and with blood on his face.
Before he could react, Wang Yao's figure rushed into the room like a ghost and punched the door in front of the man.
The killer with a gun passed out without even having a chance to shoot.
The other man was furious. A killer didn't even have this vigilance. He was knocked unconscious without even seeing the person clearly. If he told anyone, he would be laughed to death by his colleagues.
As soon as Wang Yao entered the bedroom, he saw Zhong Yan tied up on the bed.
Just be fine......
When Zhong Yan saw Wang Yao at the door, he was instantly stunned, with a hint of relief in his panicked eyes.
At this time, another man saw Wang Yao at the door, clenched the dagger in his hand, and stabbed the door in front of Wang Yao.
Wang Yao was relieved when he saw that she was fine.
Suddenly, he saw Zhong Yan's beautiful eyes widening, looking at him anxiously, and then a chill hit his face.
"Go to hell!"
The killer was very fast and the dagger was already in front of Wang Yao.
"boom!"
Wang Yaodu deflected, the dagger grazed his cheek, and he kicked out, directly hitting the opponent's abdomen.
"Plop!"
The killer immediately bowed his waist and took several steps back. The pain from his lower abdomen made his facial features become distorted.
"Asshole, go to hell!"
This killer had a strong willpower. After being kicked by Wang Yao, he endured the severe pain and one of them rushed forward, holding the dagger and wiping it towards Wang Yao's neck.
"Crack!"
There was another crisp sound, and Wang Yao grabbed the opponent's wrist and broke it. The opponent's wrist shattered and the dagger fell to the ground.
"ah......…"
The killer's face turned pale and his whole body was twitching in pain.
"With this little ability, can you still be a killer?"
Wang Yao looked at the other party with contempt.
This statement is not very harmful, but it is very insulting.
"kill him!"
The man shouted at Wang Yao's back, and Zhong Yan's expression changed.
Before Wang Yao could react, he felt something hard pressing against the back of his head.
"Fuck, I almost capsized in the gutter!"
The man with the gun, who had been knocked unconscious by Wang Yao's punch before, spat and said grimly: