The strongest soldier of the female president

"secret?"

A strange look flashed in Zhao Ziwei's eyes, he drank another bottle of wine, threw the bottle down with his hands, wiped his mouth with his arm, and said, "I have always wanted to find out the secret of our Zhao family. If I knew, I wouldn't be like a headless chicken, Chen Yang, cooperate with me, and when I control the entire Zhao family one day, your benefits will be indispensable, and you don't have to worry about someone from the Zhao family looking for trouble for you."

This Zhao Ziwei did not tell the truth.

This was the first thought in Chen Yang's mind, but he didn't say anything. He took a puff of cigarette, exhaled a wisp of green smoke, and said lightly: "I'll try it, see if it works, I'll talk about it later. It's almost dawn, I'll go back first."

Get up and go.

"Brother Chen."

Zhao Ziwei reminded: "I heard that Zhao Zijue wants to harm you. During the time in Lincheng, you have to be careful. If necessary, get rid of Zhao Zijue. I, Zhao Ziwei, will celebrate for you."

Congratulations to me, hehe.

Chen Yang wanted to laugh. No one could guess what happened in the future. Maybe Zhao Ziwei just got rid of Zhao Zijue on his side, and Zhao Ziwei led someone to get rid of him. It's not impossible.

"bang"

This building is only a three-storey building, and it can be said to be very remote. Zhao Ziwei brought Chen Yang here to discuss things, but he didn't want to be discovered, so he specially blew the evening breeze on the top floor, drank wine, and said He was busy, but when Chen Yang was about to leave, there was a burst of cursing in the corridor, and the sound of hurried footsteps also came from the corridor.

Soon, five people came upstairs, the leader was a man with a crooked mouth, covering the head of Xue Hula Cha with one hand, and the other four people were around him. The man with a crooked mouth glanced at Chen Yang and Zhao Ziwei, and cursed : "Which bastard threw the wine bottle downstairs just now? Stand up for me."

Talk very aggressively.

Whoever it was, would be furious if his head was smashed by something thrown upstairs after passing downstairs.

"it's me."

Chen Yang was smoking a cigarette leisurely, holding his pocket in one hand, and quietly looked at the man with crooked mouth and others. Zhao Ziwei behind him took two steps forward, stared at the man with crooked mouth, and said, "Why, you were caught by this man?" The wine bottle thrown by the young master was hit on the head? Then congratulations, you were hit by something thrown by the young master. It seems that today is a good time for you to buy a lottery ticket. Go buy a lottery ticket at dawn, maybe you can win a lottery ticket Eight million."

"Damn it, it's you, a puny brat, who paid back my master."

The man with a crooked mouth grinned and said, "Smash my head, and pay for it."

"How much do you want?"

Zhao Ziwei hummed softly in his heart. In the whole Lincheng, no one dared to ask him for money.

"One hundred thousand."

The crooked-mouthed man snorted: "I'll chop you up for a penny, and take the money."

Chen Yang on the side didn't move. He wanted to see how Zhao Ziwei would deal with these guys. With Zhao Ziwei's ability, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with them.

"Do you know who this young master is?"

Zhao Ziwei squinted his eyes, his voice was low, and his hands behind his back were already clenched into fists. If Chen Yang was not at the side, according to Zhao Ziwei's temper, these people would have been lying on the ground crying for their parents.

"I don't care who the hell you are, give me money, if I don't give you money, I will use a wine bottle, and I will give you a little bit of glory."

The crooked man waved his hand, and the four companions beside him walked towards the table, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, held it in their hands, and surrounded Zhao Ziwei, completely ignoring Chen Yang.

For this kind of neglect, Chen Yang fully accepted it, and happened to be watching a good show by himself, smoking a cigarette, pulling the bench over, sitting there with his legs crossed, staring at this side with great interest, with a smile on his face.

"Brother Biao, what's the point of talking to him? If you don't pay him, just deal with him and it's over."

A person glanced at the man with a crooked mouth.

The crooked man nodded, glanced at Zhao Ziwei, and said viciously: "Boy, I'm asking you again, will you give me money?"

"No."

Zhao Ziwei shook his head and said, "Don't you want to put a ladle on my head too, come on." A cold light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent rushed into his heart.

"What the hell, this bastard is tired of work, let me do it."

The crooked-mouthed man pointed at Zhao Ziwei, and said viciously to the other four: "Beat me to death, if you beat me to death, feed the dog—"

"Brother Biao, just please."

The four men held the wine bottles and rushed towards Zhao Ziwei. A blush flashed in Zhao Ziwei's eyes. What is surprising is that Zhao Ziwei didn't simply clean them up, but rather made a big move. The most vicious, almost killed with one move.

These four people were all hit to the vitals by Zhao Ziwei's punch. The strength was very domineering. At first glance, it was the dark strength of ancient martial arts, dark strength, and all the strength was accumulated in the body. Once punched, it is not something ordinary people can bear. .

The four of them hardly had time to scream. At almost the same time, they were all knocked down by Zhao Ziwei, and then they were kicked down the top floor.

His face was expressionless, as if the god of death was coming.

"Fuck—"

The man with crooked mouth was terrified, this fucker killed someone, killed——

He would never have imagined in his dreams that when he came up, he wanted to extort some money to finish the job, and the worst thing was to clean up the other party. Who knew that he would actually kill him, and all his brothers were beaten to death.

"Kill, kill——boy, kid, you're in trouble, just wait to be caught."

The man with the crooked mouth was almost terrified, turned around and staggered down the stairs, probably because he was too scared, he almost rolled down the stairs.

"Those who contradict me, Zhao Ziwei, die."

Zhao Ziwei didn't intend to let this crooked man go, so he wanted to go downstairs to chase him, but was stopped by Chen Yang, who shook his head and said, "There are few people, you have to forgive him and forgive him, you have already killed four of them." Brother, it's his punishment, it's nothing to spare his life."

"The meeting between you and me cannot be passed on."

Zhao Ziwei frowned, with a ferocious face, and said in a cold tone: "This person must die."

"Well, since the young master doesn't even give me face, come on, let's go our separate ways."

Chen Yang was smoking a cigarette, turned around and was about to leave, Zhao Ziwei's hand fell on Chen Yang's shoulder in an instant, his attitude eased, he smiled, and said, "Hehe, what's wrong with Brother Chen, let this guy die. "

"As for the four people downstairs, it's best to deal with the less seated, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

With a cigarette in his mouth and a pocket in his pocket, Chen Yang was about to walk downstairs.

But at this moment, a car downstairs came quickly and stopped downstairs. Six or seven aggressive men with machetes in their hands stood downstairs and looked up at the car. Upstairs, yelling: "Upstairs, trough, get me down, don't make me wait."

Beside these people, there was another squatting on the ground, trembling all over. This was the crooked man who rolled down the stairs just now.

One of them looked at the man with a crooked mouth, snorted, and said, "Wu Biao, don't be afraid, the fourth brother will support you today, and I'll see who is the one who dares to touch me, I'm dead. "

The crooked man stammered: "Fourth, fourth brother, I think it's better to forget it, let's hurry, let's go, if we don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late—"

Zhao Ziwei was really terrified by the stinginess just now, and he regretted it as soon as he made the phone call.