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The twenty international mercenaries were all brought back to China by Xu Zhihong from abroad. Although they are not top-notch, not even top-notch, they are all from the regular army of a small South Asian country. A fierce desperado, even though he saw Yang Chen's extraordinary skill at this moment, he didn't have any fear at all.
Although the Type 56 semi-automatic submachine gun that everyone has been holding with them for many years was devastated, they did not hesitate to spit out the spark of life at this moment!
"DaDaDaDa!!!"
A volley of twenty rifles with a range of nearly three hundred shots were aimed at various parts of Yang Chen's body, and the firepower was extremely concentrated.
The sound of machine guns resounding through the sky seemed to make the whole earth tremble.
Zeng Xinlin and Xu Zhihong's faces were full of ferocious and crazy smiles, because they were certain that Yang Chen would be beaten to pieces in the next moment.
Lin Ruoxi, who was standing in the same place and seemed unbelievable because he saw Yang Chen killing someone, suddenly woke up at this moment.
Panic and confusion were swept away at this moment, and what was left was icy heart palpitations!
However, as expected, the bloody picture was different, the aiming salvo of twenty mercenaries did not even bring out a trace of blood!
Everyone on the scene felt a flower in front of them. The place where Yang Chen originally stood was no longer visible. In the lobby behind Yang Chen, a black high-end drinking fountain was just shot by a machine gun and turned into a mess!
Twenty mercenaries were instantly confused, but immediately followed, an overwhelming awe-inspiring murderous aura that suffocated their battle-tested hearts!
"Snapped"!
There was a muffled sound, and everyone looked to the very edge.
I only saw Yang Chen, who had moved to the far left of the twenty mercenaries, standing next to the mercenary who didn’t know when, slapped out a slap with one hand, and hit the strong one. On the head of a mercenary man!
The soldier had no time to defend, and the head was hit by this slap.
It was like a crispy watermelon being hit by a huge iron plate, and it was instantly broken into pieces!
The red and white things and various head organs connected with flesh and blood, like a rain of blood, scattered around, splashed onto the faces of some mercenaries around, and landed on the green lawn...
Everyone's eyes widened. Even mercenary soldiers who kill people like hemp can't imagine such a simple but cruel killing method.
When the soldier whose head no longer existed slowly fell to the ground, Yang Chen's already reddened eyes swept over the others present, with a cruel smile on his mouth.
"Do you like this way of death..."
This kind of question like nether hell made everyone shiver, and almost had the urge to flee!
Standing in the room, Lin Ruoxi just let go of her heart, but she covered her mouth with one hand, trying not to scream, just like watching a horror movie, making her forget to breathe or even not to scream. Dare to see the man you seem to be familiar with!
Just when everyone was shocked by Yang Chen's bloody methods, Yang Chen's figure moved again.
Yang Chen's moving trajectory is elusive at all, and the speed is so fast that it leaves an afterimage on the spot, but every time he pauses, he will be at the side of a mercenary soldier approaching, reaching out and smashing it from an unpreventable angle. The head of a soldier!
He only heard the muffled sound of "Papa", which was regularly practiced in the ears, and in a blink of an eye, another seven or eight soldiers were lightly beaten into headless corpses by Yang Chen!
Devil... Devil! ! There were only such lines in everyone's hearts, but their legs and feet began to weaken, because the speed of this man almost made them lose the courage to escape.
A kind of complete powerlessness and weakness, so that they have no time to even feel afraid!
"Da da da!!"
An extremely capable soldier fired at Yang Chen's afterimage, but didn't want to, just to make an ally of his own to be riddled with holes!
In the next moment, Yang Chen appeared behind the shooter, slapped his left hand, and another life was harvested!
Ruoda’s lawn seems to have become a Shura field, with flesh and blood on the ground, corpses all over the ground, and Yin Hong’s blood irrigating the yellow lawn, which is particularly dazzling in winter!
In less than half a minute, only Yang Chen was standing on the grass with more than 20 people just now, with two red palms dripping blood slowly, and the clothes dyed red on his body, smiling and not smiling. Standing in front of Zeng Xinlin and Xu Zhihong.
Only then did Zeng Xinlin realize that, I don’t know when, the two bodyguards in front of him had no time to react. They had been slapped to pieces by Yang Chen like a watermelon. There was even a splash of blood on his face. smell.
"You shouldn't have come back, otherwise, I will consider letting others kill you, so that you won't die without your head."
There was a bit of regret on Yang Chen's face, but the scarlet in his eyes became thicker and he walked slowly towards Zeng and Xu.
Even though Zeng Xinlin was a special soldier, he had never seen this kind of superhuman battle, but his feet were weak and he wanted to call for help, but he didn't have the courage.
Xu Zhihong almost opened his eyes wide and lost his thoughts at all. In fact, the moment after Mao Qiu died, he was very upset. At this moment, he was already like a wooden stake.
Lin Ruoxi, who saw all the pictures in the room, unconsciously, her face was already full of tears. I don't know why, seeing such cruel pictures, she was afraid from the beginning to this moment, it turned out to be just a little bit. Disgusting, but there is no slightest fear, even if the air is full of a strong smell of blood.
The back of this man was cold and solemn, like a back illuminated by a pale light on a dark stage, so strange, but so pitiful.
"Yang Chen! Stop it!"
A hurried female voice suddenly yelled from not far away, only to see a black five-series BMW driving at a speed of 150 or 60 kilometers per hour, driving from the far side to the front of the house, after a hurried turn and stop. , Ran down three anxious figures from the car.
Yang Chen glanced indifferently, but it was Cai Ning, Tianlong who hadn't seen him for a long time, and another tall, thin man with a strange face.
"Yang Chen, I am from Yanjing, Mo Feng!" The tall and thin man said loudly, "You can't kill Zeng Xinlin, you get into the Zeng family, and you will get even more trouble!"
Tianlong frowned and said: "Yang Chen, calm down first, it's not something that can be completely solved by murder."
Yang Chen was indifferent, but the scarlet in his eyes was nothing.
However, Zeng Xinlin, who just felt that he was about to die, shouted in surprise: "Cousin Mofeng, you are finally here! Help me!!"
Mo Feng nodded solemnly, and said to Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, you have killed so many people. It's time to be content. Stop it. The general asked me and Tianlong to come from Yanjing to stop you from killing Zeng Xinlin. It's for your good. He is the most respected descendant of the Zeng family's head, and if you kill him, the Zeng family won't let it go."
"Contented..." Yang Chen suddenly laughed, looking at Mo Feng with a playful look, "Are you Zeng Xinlin's cousin..."
"Yes, but my advice is for your own good. If you kill him, can you kill all the people in the Zeng family?" Mo Feng asked.
Yang Chen looked a little surprised, and then said coldly: "It's my business whether you can kill everyone, but since you are his cousin, you are here again. If you dare to stop me, I will first Kill you, kill him again."
"You! Don't be too mad!"
Mo Feng flushed with anger, out of arrogance, he wanted to shoot Yang Chen immediately.
But Tianlong, who knew Yang Chen's horror well, heard Yang Chen's murderous words, and immediately caught Mo Feng and shouted, "You can't go to die!"
Tianlong's strength is the first of the eight pedigrees, and Mo Feng couldn't break free.
Yang Chen no longer paid attention to the disturbing ink wind, and once again his body teleported, appearing in front of Zeng Xinlin and Xu Zhihong.
"Since you are here to retaliate against me, then go and die together."
After finishing talking, the left and right hands slapped the heads of the two at the same time. Like everyone who died before, the two former gods, with the last look of despair, under Yang Chen's palm, their heads turned into two clouds of blood. !
Cai Ning closed his eyes and turned his head away from watching this scene.
Tianlong let go of the ink wind that was completely stunned, and the red-eyed ink wind was stiff, as if he couldn't believe that all this happened under his eyelids.
Yang Chen turned his head and asked Mo Feng: "How about it, I have finished killing him, if you want to accompany him to death, I can help you."
Mo Feng's mouth jumped wildly, hoarse and lowly: "You are a beast, a beast..."
"I am a beast, so I also kill beasts." Yang Chen grinned and said: "If you want to do something, hurry up. If you want to scold me, I won't be with you. If you don't have some friendship with the two next to you, I Kill you now, so if you want to survive, you'd better disappear quickly."
Tianlong gave Yang Chen a complicated and helpless look, and pulled Mofeng, "Let's go, your cousin's death is not something you can stop. The general didn't give you any instructions. Now we can go back."
Mo Feng squeezed his fist fiercely, and finally took a look at Yang Chen before walking back into the car with Tianlong.
Cai Ning glanced at it. Lin Ruoxi, who had lost her soul in the room, sighed faintly and said to Yang Chen: "We have temporarily sealed off this area. No one will enter. I will let people clean up the traces of fighting here. Cover up. However, the Zeng family will not let it go. You'd better prepare. If you make too much noise, even if we don't want to, we will definitely come forward to stop you."
Yang Chen was silent.
Cai Ning hesitated, and finally said: "She must be very difficult to accept, please comfort her."
After speaking, Cai Ning returned to the car quietly, and the car quickly left the scene.
Yang Chen took out the small medicine bottle from his coat pocket, poured out two pills, and swallowed it quietly. He closed his eyes in pain for a while, then opened them again, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually dissipated.
After a long sigh of relief, Yang Chen turned around and walked back to the room, feeling heavier than when he was killing just now. t