My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Chapter 287 [Like this kind of death]

Twenty international mercenaries are brought back from China by Xu Zhihong. Although they are not top-notch, they are not even first-class. After all, they are all from the small army of South Asia. They are acting between the high seas and the disputed land all the year round. The deceased, at this moment, although seeing Yang Chen's skill, there is no fear.

Although the 56-type semi-automatic submachine gun that was held in the hands of each person for many years was full of sores, it did not hesitate to scream at the moment!

"哒哒哒哒!!!"

Twenty rifles with nearly three hundred ranges are aimed at all parts of Yang Chen's body, and the firepower is extremely concentrated.

The sound of the machine guns that rang through the clouds seemed to make the whole earth start to tremble.

Zeng Xinlin and Xu Zhihong’s face are full of crazy smiles, because they are sure that Yang Chen will be beaten in the next moment.

And because I saw Yang Chen killing, Lin Ruoxi, who stood in the field and seemed unbelievable, suddenly woke up.

The panic and sorrow are swept away at this moment, and the rest is the heart of the ice!

However, as expected in the **** picture, the 20 mercenaries were aiming at the volley, and even a trace of blood was not brought out!

Everyone present felt that there was a flower in front of him. Yang Chen had already stood in the place where he had already disappeared. In the hall behind Yang Chen, a black high-end water dispenser was shot by a machine gun.

Twenty mercenaries felt confused at the moment, but they followed, and the murderous murder of one of them was so suffocating!

"Snapped"!

I heard a muffled sound and everyone looked at the edge.

I saw that I didn’t know when I had moved to the left of the 20 mercenaries, Yang Chen, standing next to the mercenary next to me, one hand seemed to slapped a slapper and hit the strong one. On the head of the mercenary!

The soldier was too late to defend, and the head was hit by this slap.

It's like a crispy watermelon smashed by a huge iron plate, instantly broken into pieces!

Red and white things and various head organs connected with flesh and blood, like blood and rain, scattered around, spattered on the faces of some mercenaries around, falling on the green lawn...

Everyone's eyes widened, and even a murderous mercenary warrior couldn't imagine such a murderous approach that was cruel and cruel.

When the soldier whose head did not exist slowly fell to the ground, Yang Chen had a slightly red eyelid, sweeping the other people present, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Do you like this kind of death?"

This kind of question like the ghost of hell, let everyone shudder, almost the urge to escape!

Lin Ruoxi, who had just put down a heart in the house, was holding a hand and letting himself stop screaming, just like watching a horror movie, asking her to forget breathing, not even Dare to see the man he looks familiar with!

Just when everyone was shocked by Yang Chen’s **** means, Yang Chen’s figure moved again.

Yang Chen’s movement trajectory is hard to ponder, and the speed is so fast that he left the afterimage in the original place. However, every time he pauses, he will be on the side of a nearby mercenary warrior, reaching out for an unpredictable angle. The head of a soldier!

I only heard the muffled sound of "啪啪", and I practiced it in the ear regularly. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight soldiers were beaten into a headless body by Yang Chen!

The devil...the devil! ! Everyone has only such a line left in his heart, but his legs and feet are beginning to soften, because the speed of this man makes them lose courage even if they run away.

A kind of powerlessness and weakness, so that they can't even come out with fear!

"Da da da!!"

A highly qualified military officer shot Yang Chen's afterimage, but did not want to, just put a friend of his own to become a riddled hole!

The next moment, Yang Chen appeared behind the shooter, his left hand slapped, and it was a harvest of human life!

If the big lawn is like a Shura field, the flesh and blood of the land, the body of the earth, Yin Hong's blood water irrigate the yellow lawn, which is particularly dazzling in winter!

In less than half a minute, just standing on the grass of more than 20 people, only Yang Chen alone, with two red palms slowly dripping with blood, and red clothes on his body, like laughing and laughing Standing in front of Zeng Xinlin and Xu Zhihong.

Zeng Xinlin discovered that he didn’t know when the two bodyguards in front of him had not had time to react. They had already been beaten by Yang Chen’s watermelon, and their faces were even **** on the splash. taste.

"You shouldn't come back. Otherwise, I will consider letting others kill you, so that you won't die."

Yang Chen’s face was a bit pity, but the scarlet in his eyes was thicker and he walked slowly toward Zeng and Xu.

Although Zeng Xinlin was a special soldier, he had seen such a superhuman squad, but his feet were soft and he wanted to call for help. He didn't have this courage.

Xu Zhihong almost widened his eyes and completely lost his thoughts. In fact, when the hairball died, he had a strong uneasiness. At this moment, he was already like a stake.

Lin Ruoxi, who saw all the pictures in the house, was unaware of the tears in his face. I don’t know why, when I saw such a cruel picture, she was afraid of fear from the beginning. At this time, it was only a little bit. Disgusting, but no fear of half a trace, even if the air is full of strong **** smell.

The man's back, cold, dignified, like the dark stage, the back of a pale white light, such a strange, but so pity.

"Yang Chen! Stop!"

A rushed female voice suddenly shouted from a distance, only saw a black five-line BMW that had a speed of 150 to 60 kilometers per hour, driving from the far side to the front of the house, after a hasty emergency stop There were three rushing figures from the car.

Yang Chen glanced indifferently, but it was Cai Ning, and Tianlong, who had not seen it for a long time, and a thin man with strange faces.

"Yang Chen, I am the eight people from Yanjing, ink wind!" The tall and thin man said loudly: "You can't kill Zeng Xinlin. If you get into Zeng's home, it will give you more trouble!"

Tianlong frowned: "Yang Chen, calm down first, it is not a matter of murder that can be completely solved."

Yang Chen was indifferent, but the scarlet in his eyes was not seen at all.

However, Zeng Xinlin, who just felt that he was about to die, shouted in surprise: "Ink style cousin, you are finally here! Help me!!"

The ink wind nodded abruptly, and Yang Chen said: "Yang Chen, you have killed so many people, you should be content, please let go, the general let me and Tianlong come from Yanjing to stop you from killing Zeng Xinlin, for you, He is the most important son of Zeng’s family. You killed him, and Zeng’s family would not give up.”

"Contentment..." Yang Chen suddenly laughed and looked at the ink wind with a gaze. "Are you a cousin of Zeng Xinlin?"

"Yes, but my suggestion is for you, you killed him, can you kill all the people who used to be home?" Mo Feng asked.

Yang Chen had a bit of sorrow, and then he said coldly: "It is my business to kill everyone. However, since you are his cousin and come to the door, if you dare to stop me, I will first Kill you and kill him."

"You! Don't be too crazy!"

Ink temperament turned red, out of pride, want to immediately shot Yang Chen.

However, I know that Yang Chen’s horrible Tianlong heard Yang Chen’s murderous words, and immediately grabbed the ink wind and shouted: “You can’t go to die!”

The strength of Tianlong is the head of the eight people, and the ink wind wants to break free but it is not allowed.

Yang Chen no longer cares about the insult of the ink, the body once again a teleport, has appeared in the face of Zeng Xinlin and Xu Zhihong.

"If you come to retaliate with me, then go to die together."

After that, the left and right hands slap at the same time to the heads of the two people. Like all the people who died before, the two former princes of heaven, with the final despair look, under the palm of Yang Chen, the head turned into two blood fog !

Cai Ning closed his eyes and looked over the scene without looking too far.

Tianlong let go of the ink wind that was completely stunned, and the red-eyed ink wind was so stiff that he could not believe that it all happened under his own eyes.

Yang Chen turned back and asked the ink wind: "How, I killed him. If you want to accompany him to death, I can help you."

The mouth of the ink wind leaps wildly, hoarse and low: "You are a beast, a beast..."

"I am a beast, so I also kill the beasts." Yang Chen grinned and said: "If you want to do it, hurry up, want to marry me, I will not accompany you. If it is not with two of you, I have some friendship, I Kill you now, so if you want to live, it's best to disappear."

Tianlong looked at Yang Chen in a complicated and helpless way, and pulled the ink wind. "Let's go, your cousin's death is not something you can stop. The general did not give you instructions. Now we can go back."

Ink slammed his fist and finally looked at Yang Chen and walked back to the car with Tianlong.

Cai Ning looked at her eyes and lost her soul in the house. Lin Ruoxi, who had no eyes and eyes, sighed and sighed. Yang Chen said: "We have temporarily blocked this area. No one will enter. The traces of fighting here will make people clean up. Cover up. However, Zeng’s family will not be willing to give up. You’d better make preparations. If you’re too big, if we don’t want to, we will definitely stop you.”

Yang Chen silently said nothing.

Cai Ning hesitated and finally said: "She must be very difficult to accept, to comfort her."

After the talk, Cai Ning quietly returned to the car, the car quickly left the scene.

Yang Chen took a small pill from his coat pocket and poured out two pills and swallowed quietly. The eyes closed for a while, and I opened again, and the scarlet in my eyes gradually dissipated.

After a long sigh of relief, Yang Chen turned around and walked back to the house. The mood was even heavier than when he was killed.