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Chapter 38: Break the door

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038 Watching Chen Feng fainted, his body curled up into a rickety shape, and there was a mass of blood and blood below, Yang Chen stopped, and looked down at the pale little sister who was scared of the ground, and once again revealed the harmless harmony of humans and animals. Smile, "Don't be afraid, I am not here to kill you."

With Yang Chen's smile, the little Taimei who had been so scared to faint was almost incontinent.

"Please... please forgive me..." She couldn't say anything else.

"Don't be afraid, I don't even say I will kill you." Yang Chen frowned dejectedly and asked: "Since you are involved with Chen Feng, do you know, where is Chen Dehai now?"

Little Taimei saw that Yang Chen really didn't kill herself, so she calmed down, and replied in a low voice: "I...I'm not sure. Generally, Mr. Chen will be in the study room on the top floor."

"Hmm... It seems that those idiots didn't lie to me." Yang Chen muttered to himself, and walked outside the door.

When the little sister saw it, she didn't care about being afraid, and said in surprise, "You won't run away?"

"Run? Why?" Yang Chen turned his head.

"The cry just now must have attracted those thugs, and they will soon rush up!" Little Taimei was actually a little worried about Yang Chen, even if she was still tied up with silk stockings and couldn't move.

Yang Chen smiled indifferently, "Better Chen Dehai also rushed over in person." After speaking, he walked out and closed the door by the way.

According to memory, Chen Dehai's study is located in the center of the top floor of the entire apartment, which is the center of the fourth floor. After Yang Chen entered the corridor, he walked directly towards the stairs.

Sure enough, without taking a few steps, a lot of people rushed up and down the stairs in front of them, all wearing the same black uniforms as the horses at the gate, but they were all armed with weapons, electric shock batons, and others. Of steel nail gloves.

Naturally, Yang Chen would not naively think that Chen Dehai's subordinates would have no guns, but after all, this was in China, and the gun control of the Huaxia government was known to be strict all over the world. It is impossible for every subordinate to be armed with firearms, so those who can really point their guns at themselves must be the only elite talents.

The shrimp soldiers and crabs in front of him all threw Yang Chen downstairs without disgust. After all, it had been a long time since there was a big fight, and Yang Chen was still in a very happy mood with such 20 or 30 people rushing over to practice.

When a group of horses raged and tried to beat the young man who was still walking in the courtyard in front of them, they soon discovered that they couldn't even catch the target at all!

Yang Chen's pace is as fast as lightning, and every movement is like a special effect from a movie-afterimage.

During the seemingly simple movement, Yang Chen's body shuttled within the siege of more than a dozen people. Every time there was a short pause, his hand would grab the wrist of a certain horse with a weapon, and then forcibly borrowed the horse’s hand to beat it. The nearest associate. Fortunately, he was beaten on his arm and calf, and if he was lucky, he smashed a stick directly on the forehead!

No rules, no routines, completely fast movement, precise calculations, simple and effective without any muddle-headedness!

Let a 20-30 square meter area at the entrance of the corridor be completely messed up. Everyone only saw a black figure back and forth in front of them. They didn't dare to hit the electric shock baton easily, because they would hit it if they were not careful. The person who can't help one's own side.

A series of screams resounded at the entrance of the corridor. In less than a minute, only four or five of the more than 30 horses who rushed over were left to hide aside in fear, and all the others fell on their backs. She dared not get up in pain on the ground.

Yang Chen clapped his hands and looked at the remaining five Ma Zai who didn't dare to go forward with a smile, "Aren't you coming to play?"

The five shook their heads in a hurry, and smiled flatteringly that was uglier than crying.

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After never stopping the ground to the fourth floor, Yang Chen easily found the study door at the center. The door was actually a special stainless steel anti-theft door. If there were no accidents, it would still be bulletproof.

Yang Chen looked at the monitor in the corridor and smiled boredly. Chen Dehai is indeed an old fox. He knew that he had entered the apartment, but he was not in a hurry to kill him. Instead, he sent more than 30 men to try it out. And kill yourself. Now he is hiding in such an iron bucket-like room, and he is already covered in the net when he wants to come inside.

In fact, if it wasn't for himself, his trick was good, but he certainly didn't know his true strength, otherwise, his wiser choice should be to escape early.

The steel door in front of him seemed indestructible, but Yang Chen didn't take it too seriously. If he was himself two years ago, it might take a little more time to open it forcibly, but now he follows the weird skills he has cultivated. Such a defense is of little use anymore.

With a sigh of relief, Yang Chen kicked straight on the thick steel plate door like thunderously!

"Puff!"

After a deep muffled noise in the corridor, the steel door was kicked and dented, connecting the joints of the wall, the marble wall was stunned and cracked, and the stone chips fell all over the place!

Yang Chen retracted his foot in satisfaction, stepped forward, and gently pushed...

"boom!!!"

A burst of smoke rose, and the steel door fell into the room, and it was forcibly opened like this!

Sure enough, many people were already standing in the brightly lit study room.

"Little brother is good." A quiet, somewhat low, hoarse voice came from a man sitting behind a large oak desk in the study.

Yang Chen only needs a glance to identify Chen Dehai, because this man has a slightly gray hair, his face is very similar to his son Chen Feng, and his body is not very tall, just a bit more vicissitudes and gloom.

Behind Chen Dehai stood a row of more than ten bodyguards in suits. At this moment, everyone looked solemn, and their hands had been inserted into the inside of their clothes. They were obviously on standby at any time to take out the pistols inside.

What surprised Yang Chen was that the man standing closest to Chen Dehai was the strong bald man who had met in the bar. At this moment, he was already one of Chen Dehai’s most trusted subordinates, personally protecting Chen Dehai’s. Safety.

When the bald head saw Yang Chen, he was also a little surprised, but he didn't show it much.

"Sorry, you broke your door." Yang Chen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and walked into the study unhurriedly.

Chen Dehai smiled and said without a smile: "It's okay. The old ones don't go, and the new ones don't come. It doesn't matter if the door is broken, it's okay for someone to compensate."

"What if I don't pay?"

"Then ask the little brother to tell me why I came to my apartment to do these things, and then I will make the next decision." Chen Dehai tapped a thin hand on the office desk, calmly saying: "I, Chen Dehai, have been in Zhonghai for a second time. , Thirty years, not the kind of unreasonable person. The little brother has extraordinary skills. If possible, I hope we are friends and not enemies."

Yang Chen nodded carelessly, and looked around. In Chen Dehai’s study room, huge bookshelves were filled all around. There were various collections of books and domestic and foreign publications. On a small case, there were four treasures of the study, which were actually used for writing. Calligraphy with a brush.

"It seems that you have read a lot of books and have a good level of education." Yang Chen answered the question.

Chen Dehai frowned and said, "Even if you are on the road, this era cannot be done purely with blood." He didn't seem to understand what Yang Chen meant.

Yang Chen nodded in agreement, "I want to say, if your son Chen Feng has half of your brain, then you don't have to die today." Yang Chen smiled brilliantly. t