Chapter 145: Blast

Ye Chen looked thin, and there were more than a dozen people here. It can be said that he was not useless to teach him a lesson. Wang Zhixing took out a cigar and immediately a little brother lit him. He took a deep breath and waited to see Ye Chen's joke.

This little bastard who shouldn't have appeared in the world, even if he was half-dead, no one would ask about it.

But less than two seconds later, Mr. Wang's smile froze.

In the room, Ye Chen grabbed a member of the Wang clan who was rushing over and kneaded the iron stick in his hand into an iron discus. The member of the Wang clan who was grabbed by him was slapped on the face, his nose was crooked, his teeth were smashed to pieces, and blood foam flew everywhere.

This was the result of Ye Chen's restraint, otherwise he would have slapped out his slap and the heads of the Wang clan would be slapped into meat pie.

In less than two minutes, the dozen young Wang people had broken their hands and feet, and they knelt on the ground and kept wailing. The room was covered with blood.

"You...you..., this..." Mr. Wang trembled a little, pointed at Ye Chen with his trembling fingers, his lips trembling.

Seeing Ye Chen approaching him step by step, Mr. Wang was so scared that he sat on the ground. The cigar in his hand fell and burned his pants into a big hole.

"You don't come here..."

Is this person a demon? He can beat ten at one time. Even those who are from the special forces are not so easy. One fight is like hitting a little chicken.

"Mr. Wang?" Ye Chen smiled slightly, lifted Mr. Wang's body and threw it into the room.

"Let me go, let go, I am the eldest master of the Wang family, you can't..."

Before Mr. Wang could finish his speech, he was thrown directly onto a ball of dog shit. He was thrown into a dizzy way of falling, and his head had an intimate contact with the ball of black shit.

Scream~

Only a slippery sound was heard, and Mr. Wang stood up shakingly, shook his face hard...

Soon, his face turned black as the bottom of a pot.

This is simply a great humiliation!

"Mr. Wang, I wonder if you can still smile now." Ye Chen hugged his chest with his hands and smiled.

"You..., I'm fighting with you." Young Master Wang was furious, picked up an iron stick scattered on the ground and rushed up, using his strength to smash it towards Ye Chen.

Wang Zhixing was already burly. With all his strength, the force on the stick was no less than 300 kilograms, and a sharp whistling in the air. If this stick was crushed, it would be at least half broken!

Bang!

Only a sound of explosion was heard, and Wang Shaohu's mouth numb and cracked directly. Blood stormed, and the iron rod in his hand flew out.

It seems to be smashing on a hard steel plate

Mr. Wang came to his senses and looked at Ye Chen like a monster, with fear in his eyes

What kind of fucking monster is everywhere? Its body is harder than steel. Could it be the legendary warrior?

Wang Shao's pupils shrank. As the Wang family's direct line, he naturally knew the existence of warriors, but he had never imagined that Ye Chen was actually a warrior, a 20-year-old warrior, which was simply a day. His fourth uncle had been in the army for many years and had the training in the army. He only found the threshold of warriors when he was approaching. Who was Ye Chen? How could the son of an ordinary migrant worker be a warrior?

But the facts were in front of him, and he could not believe it at all. He supported the ground with both hands, not caring about the mess of the ground, and retreated out with shit in his hands.

"What do you want to do? I'm you're a cousin." Young Master Wang was wise in a hurry and moved out of this level of identity. After all, nominally, he is indeed Ye Chen's cousin.

"A thing like ant is worthy of being a brother to me?" Ye Chen smiled coldly and stepped on Wang Zhixing's thigh.

Click!

The sound of bone marrow shattering sounded immediately, and his thighs immediately changed, and Wang Zhixing let out a scream like a dog-killing cry.

"This kick was stomped on my father and he was disrespectful to his elders."

"Brother, brother, dear brother, spare my life...ah..." Mr. Wang kept gasping for air, screaming and begging for mercy.

Ye Chen's eyes were calm and he stepped on Mr. Wang's other leg again.

"This kick was trampled on my mother, and it was an insult for the Wang family for twenty years."

Click!

Mr. Wang's legs were broken.

"This kick is mine." Ye Chen stepped on Wang Shao's arm with his third foot. His fragile arm broke in response to the sound. Every step he stepped out contained spiritual energy, and his bones were trampled into powder, and there was no possibility of repair.

Are you cruel? Not cruel, compared to what the Wang family imposed on their father and son over the past 20 years!

"I will step on this fourth foot if I want to step on it!" As Ye Chen's last foot fell, Wang Shao's limbs were cut off, and his wail became hoarse, and blood was constantly coughing out from his mouth.

In the room, there was silent, and the young people lying on the ground were all stunned and their faces were ashamed.

"Get out, tell the Wang family, just use any tricks, I, Ye Chen, take it together." Ye Chen said lightly, kicking Mr. Wang out of the room with a casual kick, like kicking a piece of garbage.

Those young men of the Wang family were as if they were amnesty, and their movements were more agile than before they were injured. They carried the young master Wang who was half dead and disappeared at the end of the road.

Ye Chen looked up at the luxurious courtyards around him, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

...

In a quaint courtyard, Wang Wei was having a warm conversation with several government officials. As the second-in-command of Jinzhou, Old Mrs. Wang died of illness, and naturally many government officials came to pay their respects. This is of course an opportunity for both sides to get closer.

Although Wang Wei is the second-in-command in Jinzhou, he actually does not have much power. He only has the title of second-in-command. Most of the real power of Jinzhou is in the hands of the top leader Zhang Tianming. Zhang Tianming is a member of the Zhang family, the leader of the province.

When Wang Wei mentioned the Zhang family, his heart trembled slightly. Zhang Dezhong was the leader of the provincial party committee, Zhang Tianming was the top leader of Jinzhou, and the Zhang family was a real tycoon in Jiangnan Province. Compared with it, the Wang family was only equipped with shoes.

Now sitting in front of him was Secretary Zhang's secretary, who came here to pay his respects, which gave the Wang family enough face.

Just when a few people were having a cordial conversation, a junior rushed over recklessly

"Second uncle, something is wrong."

"Why are you panicking? Didn't you see Secretary He here? He is so panicked that he hasn't stepped back yet." Wang Wei cursed, glaring at the young man fiercely. He just mentioned some things about promotion, but was interrupted by this kid.

The young man surnamed Wang hesitated and said it

"Second uncle, Brother Zhixing was broken by the boy of the Ye family and is now in the medical room for rescue."

"What? Say it again?" Wang Wei was furious and slapped the table. The aura he had developed for many years was emitted, causing the young man surnamed Wang to tremble.

The young man surnamed Wang felt numb and said in a sad mood

"That Ye Chen not only destroyed Brother Zhixing, but also seriously injured all his brothers."
Chapter completed!