"That is just a small part of his organization. This is the last time. Next time, Tang Yichen will not be so good at talking."
Tang Yichen finished speaking fiercely, slammed away the man in his hand, and walked slowly to his seat.
"Go back and tell the trash, Tang Yichen wants the land he fancyed, and he will pay me apologize."
The man whose neck was choked was the first to react. Tang Yichen said that he wanted to let them go
Will he be so magnanimous
Tang Yichen stood up suddenly, took the gun in his hand, and walked to the door.
The eyes of the two men have been following Tang Yichen's figure, both of them are very puzzled.
Tang Yichen is not such a softhearted person, according to his style of doing things, he will definitely not let them go.
Suddenly, Tang Yichen turned his head back suddenly, and when everyone hadn't reacted, he pulled the pistol away.
boom-
The harsh gunfire sounded, and all the bodyguards silently watched Tang Yichen retract the gun and threw the gun to the men next to him.
The person who had been against Tang Yichen had fallen into a pool of blood at this time, and the man next to him looked stupidly at his dead companion.
Tang Yichen took out a pure white veil from his pocket and wiped his clean hands.
This is Tang Yichen's habit, every time he kills a person, he will subconsciously wipe his hands.
It's like doing that, he has never done those things.
"Take it away." Tang Yichen threw away the veil, and the black leather shoes stepped on it and left without looking back.
Seeing Tang Yichen coming out, the bodyguard immediately opened the car door, and Tang Yichen walked directly in with long legs.
After closing the car door, Tang Yichen took off his windbreaker anxiously, smelling the strong smell of blood on his body.
Open the car window and throw it out without any hesitation.
"Drive!" Tang Yichen commanded coldly.
The long convoy started, as if nothing had happened just now.
Tang Yichen leaned on the seat tiredly, the bodyguard in front hesitated and passed Tang Yichen's mobile phone tremblingly.
"Master, Mr. Nan... Yeah!"
The phone was taken away by Tang Yichen, and a parabola was thrown outside.
The bodyguard immediately sat up straight, not daring to speak to Tang Yichen on the cusp of this storm.
He knew that every time Mr. Nan called, the young and old would be in a very bad mood.
The carriage was extremely quiet, Tang Yichen opened his eyes and looked at the roof of the car, the gate of memory pouring out...
That was the first month he was sent to Italy, when he was eight years old.
He remembered that on the first day he arrived at Tang Sect, he was taken to the training base before he could get used to anything.
But he was familiar with various tools and training places, and he didn't expect how he got through it at the time.
It may be desperate...
He called his mother, who was crying on the phone, and he heard her accusing him.
"If the young master runs over, I will kill you all."
Therefore, his so-called biological father left him in Italy for nearly ten years, almost indifferent.
When I came to see him, my mother always asked him about his situation and made him food every day.
And what about him... Talking about official affairs with Tang Yiting's father in the study lasted five or six hours.
He wondered at that time, did he come to see him, or just to see him by the way for work
Tang Yichen thought, squeezing his hands tightly, but accidentally touched the wound on his arm.
Tang Yichen frowned unhappy, but did not show any pain.