Kaka!
The sound of the gun bolt being pulled was cold and crisp.
At the same time, the eyes of the five men in black in the room became solemn and nervous.
Each of them held a Desert Eagle pistol in their hands. The two of them stood against the wall of the door, turning their heads to listen to what was going on outside.
The other two people were closely protecting Zhao Mang.
The last person was holding the hemp rope buckle behind Jiang Wanting's back.
At this moment, Jiang Wanting's hands and feet were tightly tied, and her mouth was tightly taped with black tape. Her eyes were closed, and she had obviously fainted.
This guy with a deer head and rat eyes was holding the rope buckle behind Jiang Wanting's back with his left hand. There was a faint lustful light in his eyes. He stared at Jiang Wanting's snow-white neck with his narrow eyes and held a pistol in his other hand.
Apparently as a last resort.
"Brother, I think that guy is useless no matter how strong he is. There are more than 20 brothers at the door protecting him, and everyone is bringing trouble."
"And the kid named Chu Chen just experienced a fierce fight, and he is probably exhausted by now."
"Just the few brothers at the door, I don't think he can break in. Brother, don't worry at all."
The younger brother who was close to Zhao Mang lowered his voice and said.
"Um."
Zhao Mang took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest.
"Well, there is really no need to worry too much. After all, he is just a person."
Thinking of this, Zhao Mang slowly sat on the sofa.
"There's a fight outside!"
At this moment, one of the thugs who had been listening to the sound beside the door said, frowning, putting his ear against the door and listening carefully.
As his voice sounded, everyone tensed up their nerves.
A thin layer of sweat oozed from the right hand holding the handle of the gun.
Gudong!
The thug swallowed subconsciously.
"What did you hear?"
Zhao Mang frowned tightly, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"No sound."
The thug shook his head solemnly and spoke in a low voice.
It's better to be safe.
At this moment, Zhao Mang's eyes darkened, and then he thought in his heart.
At the same time, he picked up the phone on the table with his right hand, pressed the number and dialed it.
There was a ringing sound and the phone was connected.
"Dad, something happened in my underground boxing ring, and I need your help now."
The person on the other side of the phone is obviously the old man of the Zhao family, the man who is now in charge of Zhengda Group and the real backbone of the Zhao family.
As Zhao Tianchun was seriously injured and fell into coma, the Zhao family has been in an extremely depressed mood. At this moment, the old man opposite heard Zhao Mang's words and his tone became serious, "What's going on?"
boom!
Before Zhao Mang could say the next word, the door to the room was kicked open!
The thug who was listening was kicked away!
The heavy iron door hit the thug directly and hard, with such force that it was shocking!
Everyone in the room was stunned!
At the same time, another thug at the door reacted first, quickly raising his gun with his right hand and preparing to shoot at Chu Chen!
But how could Chu Chen give him this opportunity? His right hand grabbed the man's right hand like a dragon's claw, and his left hand flew through the void like lightning!
A flash of silver light disappeared into the air.
I saw a subtle line of blood appearing on the man's neck!
The throat was instantly cut open, and in less than a second, a large amount of blood spurted out from the man's throat.
Chu Chen grabbed it with his right hand!
With a click, the man's hand bones were violently shattered, and the Desert Eagle pistol quickly caught his hand.
Immediately afterwards, his left hand suddenly grabbed the man's chest and blocked it in front of him like lightning.
Bang bang bang!
The three people who reacted at this moment hurriedly shot at Chu Chen's position. Three gunshots were fired, and the bullets were released to the thug's back without any reservation!
As the bullet penetrated, the clothes exploded and blood spattered.
Chu Chen's eyes narrowed and he took advantage of the opportunity for the bullet to come out of the barrel to shoot at the nearest person with the Desert Eagle in his hand!
A loud bang!
The bullet pierced the void directly and hit the man between the eyebrows!
The whole head was like a watermelon that had been exploded by a punch, completely dead in an instant.
On the other side, Chu Chen threw the corpse in his left hand towards another person with great force, and flicked the flying knife in his left hand with his backhand!
The sword light seemed to cut the space in front of him in half.
The blade was like lightning, and it pierced directly into the throat of the thug holding Jiang Wanting. The 20-centimeter-long blade directly penetrated the throat and broke the thug's spine with one handle!
The man died before he could even fire a second shot. His pupils were wide open, but his whole person had lost all life.
Chu Chen's whole body seemed to turn into a gust of wind. He kicked the ground with his right foot and quickly flew towards the last killer in front of him.
At this time, the thug had already pushed the body in front of him away!
But at this moment, Chu Chen appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Before he could aim the pistol in his hand and shoot, Chu Chen's gun was already aimed at their foreheads.
"Go to hell."
Chu Chen's words were expressionless, as cold and sharp as a blade.
The words fell, the trigger was pulled, and the bullets were released. The body of the last thug suddenly fell backwards, with a dark bloody hole on his forehead, which was very scary.
"Mr. Zhao, how are you?"
Chu Chen turned to look at Zhao Mang, his eyes turned cold, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile.
"How could..." Zhao Mang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes filled with a kind of panic and fear that he had never seen before. He hurriedly said: "Chu Chen, as long as you don't hurt me, you want to I can give you anything you want, money, women, rights, as long as you ask, I can do anything!"
"Just please don't kill me."
As Chu Chen walked towards Zhao Mang step by step, he had no way to retreat!
It's hard to imagine that a gangster who has been in the world for many years would be so timid and give in, Chu Chen pondered.
"You should have thought of this when you kidnapped us before."
The Desert Eagle turned several times in Chu Chen's hand, and Chu Chen's tone was cold.
"Mr. Zhao, there's nothing you can do about it. You want to kill me. I didn't have to kill you, but you really gave me a reason to kill you."
Chu Chen smiled, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
With a punch, his body suddenly collapsed. Each bone in his spine transmitted the internal energy surging from the Qilin tattoo, and a force suddenly burst out from Chu Chen's fist peak!
Combined with the powerful strength of the Qilin tattoo, Zhao Mang's chest was dented with one punch and he was slammed into the wall.
He fell headlong and could no longer die.
"my son!"
After the silence fell down at this moment.
A heart-rending roar also sounded from the phone.
