Ye Chen walked to the door of the villa deep inside the official residence. There were still seven or eight steps to go up. At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black suit rushed out of the villa!
This man has a strong build, a Chinese-character face, and two thick eyebrows that slant above his eyes like sharp swords. He exudes the majestic aura of a superior person.
And behind him stood two tall, strong men. Judging from their bulging waists, they were obviously equipped with pistols!
The man looked at Ye Chen seriously. Ye Chen also stopped and looked at him, frowning and saying:
"Who are you? Where is Xiahou Bo, hand him over!"
"That's unreasonable!"
When the man heard this, he immediately became furious and said angrily: "No one has ever dared to speak to me in this tone! Ye Chen, don't forget that you have been deported!"
"So what?" Ye Chen looked disdainful.
"Let my men get out of here immediately. Maybe I can avoid pursuing you for breaking into my house!" The man's eyes were blazing, and he pointed at the kicked-down iron door outside and the guards who were trapped in the net.
, said to Ye Chen angrily.
"You are looking for death!"
Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and he rushed up the steps with lightning speed, grabbed the man's neck and lifted him up!
"Chief!"
Seeing this, the two bodyguards in black next to him quickly took out their pistols from their waistbands and pointed them at Ye Chen with two black wounds.
"roll!"
Ye Chen just shouted angrily, and the guns in the hands of the two strong men dropped instantly. They covered their ears with their hands and screamed in pain. Ye Chen's voice directly shattered their eardrums!
"Asshole! You, let go..."
The man who was strangled by the neck turned red and struggled hard, but Ye Chen was too strong and couldn't break free!
"I'm asking you for the last time, where are the Xiahoubo people? If you don't tell me, go and die!" Ye Chen's voice was as cold as the voice calling for life from the underworld.
"Let Yaoyang go!"
At this moment, an old voice came from inside the villa. Ye Chen looked closely and saw an old man with gray hair, leaning on a cane and wearing a Chinese tunic suit walking out of it.
Despite his age, he has a rosy complexion and strong steps. When he was young, he looked like he was in excellent health.
Ye Chen glanced at the old man and said calmly: "Old man, who are you?"
"Ye Chen, I know you, and I also know your master, Lao Long!"
The old man's words were astonishing, and with one mouthful he brought out all the old men in Qinglong Mountain.
"oh?"
Ye Chen was stunned, but after thinking about it, he let go. If the old man in front of him was his master's friend, he would still have to give him some face. After all, his target was Xiahou Bo.
thump!
The man fell from mid-air to the ground. He fell to the ground and breathed in the fresh air. He looked extremely embarrassed.
"Who are you?" Ye Chen looked at the old man and asked.
"I'm just a retired public servant. The one you have a conflict with is my son Zhang Yaoyang, who is currently the head of the China National Security Bureau. Do you understand what I mean?"
The old man's face was full of anger. After all, his son was bullied, so it would be strange for him not to get angry.
Ye Chen immediately took out his cell phone and dialed the old man's number to verify the matter.
The call was connected, and before Ye Chen could speak, the old man said angrily on the phone:
"You brat, what have you done to deserve deportation?"
"I seem to have been tricked by Xiahou Bo. I called you just to verify something!"
When Ye Chen said this, the old man on the other end of the phone frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Are you facing Zhang Tieqiao?"
"Zhang Tieqiao?"
Ye Chen glanced at the old man subconsciously. This name really matched his age!
"Hmph! Ask your master what the consequences will be if I get angry!" Zhang Tieqiao couldn't help but snort when he heard Ye Chen call him by his name.
"Old man, are you familiar with him?" Ye Chen frowned.
"My former comrade-in-arms, this man is good at political manipulation and arrogant. I don't like him!"
"I understand, then I kill him?"
"Whatever. Although he has also contributed to China, the country is actually treating you like this now. It doesn't care about him. You can do it as you please. I support you!" the old man said excitedly on the phone.
"Well, I understand!" Ye Chen hung up the phone and said to Zhang Tieqiao with a gloomy face:
"I have let him go, please hand over Xiahou Bo!"
Since the other party knows the old man, he will give him one last chance. There is no need to kill them all.
"What Xiahou Bo? I don't know what you are talking about. Ye Chen, I heard that you were deported. For the sake of your master, I will not embarrass you. Kneel down and apologize to Yaoyang. Let this matter be over.
!" The old man gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Chen and threatened.
"What? Did I hear you correctly? You want me to kneel down?"
Ye Chen laughed when he heard this and said coldly: "Old man, is your brain caught in the door?"
"Asshole!"
When the old man heard Ye Chen scolding him, his lungs were about to explode. He said angrily: "Ye Chen, if it weren't for the sake of Lao Long, believe it or not, I could kill you with just one word!?"
"There's so much nonsense. Since we don't make friends, there is no need for the Zhang family to exist!"
"You bastard, you, you dare to threaten me?" Zhang Tieqiao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!
"You can think so!"
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, a shout suddenly came from the sky above the villa: "You are so arrogant! How many heads have you grown if you dare to come to the Zhang family to cause trouble?"
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a figure descending from the sky. This person was wearing a purple Taoist robe. Although he was thin, his eyes were bright and his body exuded a powerful aura of a martial artist in the Tribulation Period.
"Taoist Master Qinghe, I didn't expect to alarm you. I'm really sorry!" Zhang Tieqiao looked very respectful when he saw this person.
"You're welcome, Mr. Zhang!"
The Taoist priest known as Qinghe shook the long whisk in his hand and said calmly: "As a worshiper of the Zhang family, I naturally have to solve problems for the Zhang family!"
Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Tieqiao and his son were relieved. They knew very little about martial arts, but Grandmaster Qinghe was a Taoist Celestial Master-level human being. Even the country invited Qinghe as a metaphysics consultant, which shows that his strength is extraordinary. With him
Ye Chen is dead if he takes action!
"I feel reassured by what Director Qinghe said. I will be very grateful when the matter is finished!" Zhang Qinghe took the initiative to express his kindness.
"Don't worry, I'll help you get rid of this kid right away!"
After Qinghe finished speaking, he looked at Ye Chen with disdain and said coldly: "Boy, I have been practicing in seclusion for the past two years. When I came out, I heard people say that you are very powerful, but I really can't see how powerful you are!"
"Taoist Priest Qinghe, this person is really powerful, don't be careless!" Zhang Yaoyang got up from the ground and reminded Ye Chen with an angry look.
"Hmph, I can't even tell that he has cultivation, how powerful can he be?"
"Taoist Priest Qinghe..."
"Xiao Zhang, let's see how I deal with this kid. I will give you this tone, don't worry!"
Before Zhang Yaoyang could finish speaking, Qinghe interrupted him directly.