blenderwars Chapter 450 The Throne Was Captured
Chapter 450 The Throne Was Captured
The monk took a step forward, stared at Yang Chen and said coldly: "Small my monk's place, beat my people, if I let you leave alive, I won't have to mess around on this line in the future!"
Yang Chen nodded, "As a big brother, you do have the responsibility to stand up for your brother, but it was your brother who provoked me first."
"Then I don't care. Now I only see my brother being tied to the car by you. As for how he provokes you, I don't see it."
Yang Chen shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I didn't want to reason with you."
The monk waved his hands to the two younger brothers behind him, "Go, put Qiangzi down!"
The two younger brothers responded, and as soon as they walked to the off-road vehicle, they were stopped by Yang Chen raising his hand.
"Wait a minute, this man is suspected of multiple crimes. I want to send him to the police station. If I want to pick him up, I have to go to the prison gate and wait."
The monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "My friend, are you provoking me?"
"To be honest, you are not worthy of my provocation."
Yang Chen said unhurriedly: "You put down your gun now, and then go back to where you came from. I can make an exception and not hold you accountable."
"Fuck, I've been on this line for so long, and this is the first time I've met such an awesome guy."
The monk sneered, and pointed the shotgun in his hand at Yang Chen.
"I put more than 300 small steel balls in these two bullets. Although they can't hit very far, as long as I pull the trigger, none of you can escape, and you will all be beaten into a hornet's nest."
Yang Chen stared at the monk with a half-smile, and asked lightly: "What chance do you think you have of being able to fire this shot?"
"Being able to bring down all my brothers without any damage to you is enough to show that you are a practitioner. Zhao Qiang's gun should have been taken down by you, right?"
"Yes, that kind of thing is almost like a child's toy in my eyes."
"You're crazy, but you'll soon know if this is a toy!"
After the monk finished speaking, he slowly turned his gun, aiming at Zuo Ran and Su Mengqi behind Yang Chen.
"No matter how fast you move, how many guns can you stop? As long as one gun goes off, the bodies and faces of these two beauties will be covered with steel balls. Even if they don't die, they won't be able to see anyone in the future."
Yang Chen's expression gradually turned cold, "I hate others to threaten me with my family, you are looking for a dead end for yourself!"
The monk smiled coldly: "It's useless to be stubborn. I will shoot when I count to three. If you want to stop me, come and try."
"one!"
"I rarely get angry, but you really pissed me off today, and the consequences will be very serious!"
"two!"
"If you dare to touch a hair of them, I promise to send you to hell with my own hands!"
Yang Chen said, raising his hands.
The monk snorted proudly, then motioned to the two younger brothers to go to the back of the off-road vehicle and put Zhao Qiang down.
After Zhao Qiang was uncuffed, he ran directly in front of Yang Chen, raised his fist and punched him in the face.
"Ouch, that's fucking hard—"
Zhao Qiang grinned and shook his fist, feeling as if the punch had hit an iron plate.
Yang Chen looked at the monk expressionlessly, and said lightly: "If you are still a man, let these two women go, and I will let you handle it alone."
"husband!"
After Su Mengqi and Yang Chen reunited, this was the first time she felt fear. It was like watching Yang Chen being put into a sack and sinking into the ice cave with her own eyes.
Helpless, hopeless.
Yang Chen gave Su Mengqi a reassuring look, and then said to the monk: "You're a gangster in the Tao, and the reputation of bullying women spreads, it's not very pleasant."
The monk smiled, "My friend, if you want to blame it, you are too good at pretending to be X. It was just a matter of losing some money, but you insisted on admitting it. Now that you have made things so big, if I let them go, my gang Brother, can you feel comfortable?"
"That's right, Brother Monk, these two women must not be let go, especially that one, she was so fucking ruthless when I was handcuffed just now, I have to teach her a lesson later!"
As soon as Zhao Qiang finished speaking, the wine cup monk kicked his stomach and kicked him somersault.
"Shameful thing! You can't even handle a woman, and you still have the face to talk!"
The monk scolded Zhao Qiang, who got up and hid aside, not daring to speak.
"What are you going to do to us?"
"Don't worry, I used to be a monk and I know what it means to be compassionate, so I will give you a happy life and let you be reborn as soon as possible."
While the monk was speaking, the monk's younger brother had already put Yang Chen's hands behind his back, and handcuffed Yang Chen's wrists with the handcuffs that Zhao Qiang had just handcuffed.
"Put them in the car and take them to Sunset Cliff."
"Yes!"
Several younger brothers with guns came over and directly drove Zuo Ran and Su Mengqi into the car, then pointed their guns at Yang Chen's back, and pushed him into another off-road vehicle.
Zhao Qiang walked up to the monk timidly, and said cautiously: "Brother, Sunset Cliff is tens of miles away from here, so why don't we just deal with them here? Why do we have to run so far?"
The monk gave Zhao Qiang a hard look, and scolded: "Are you fucking stupid? Do you know that I blocked all the roads in front and back in order to wipe your ass, and do it here in case a passing car finds it?" Are you going to eat a gun?!"
Zhao Qiang smiled flatteringly and said: "Brother is still thoughtful... Can those two little girls let me play first, and just bury them like this, it's a pity..."
"Look at how damn promising you are!"
The monk scolded Zhao Qiang: "You still don't think the trouble you caused me today is not big enough, do you? Go and watch that guy for me, don't let him play tricks!"
"Yes……"
Zhao Qiang responded resentfully, and got into the off-road vehicle where Yang Chen was sitting.
The convoy crossed the Northwest Line and onto a gravel road.
Zhao Qiang was fiddling with a pistol in his hand, pushing the bullets from time to time, squinting one eye to aim at Yang Chen's, uh, head.
"Stupid stupid, why are you being so honest? Aren't you awesome just now? Crazy, keep going crazy!"
Yang Chen smiled coldly, "Zhao Qiang, you were able to come out after sitting for ten or eight years, but now, you are going to retire in prison."
boom--
Zhao Qiang kicked Yang Chen's chest, and pressed the pistol against Yang Chen's forehead, gnashing his teeth and staring at Yang Chen: "Damn it, believe it or not, I shot your head off?!"
Yang Chen suddenly laughed: "Zhao Qiang, now you are at least a reprieve."
"Damn it! I'm going to kill you now!"
"Hadron!"
The monk sitting in the passenger seat shouted violently, "Don't do anything on my car, this car is more than 100 million, I don't want it to be stained with blood!"
Zhao Qiang put away his gun resentfully, and cursed: "I'll let you live a little longer, and I'll see how I deal with you later!"
"Spider Spider, are the Eagle Guards in place?"
"Well, how long until the helicopter arrives?"
"Okay, let Gao Sen, the chief of the Western Region Police Department, immediately submit his resignation to his superiors and report to the supervisory agency for review."
"In my name, send a letter to the Chief Superintendent of the Northwest Regions, asking them to immediately mobilize capable police forces to clean up the gangsters on the entire Northwest Line, and severely punish all those involved in the case!"
Seeing Yang Chen talking to himself, Zhao Qiang was delighted, "Oh, are you crazy? Are you talking nonsense now?"
Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Zhao Qiang, I was wrong just now, you shouldn't be sentenced to death with a reprieve."
"Haha... Are you apologizing to me? It's useless, even if I come today, I can't save your life!"
"Your real name is Mengzhou. Three years ago, you killed two people in your hometown and fled in fear of crime. Now if you are caught by the police, you will be sentenced to death and executed immediately."
Zhao Qiang's face changed instantly, and he held the gun against Yang Chen's forehead again: "Damn, how do you know this? Say it!"
"I not only know your real name, but also his."
Yang Chen raised his chin to the monk: "Han Xiaolong, his parents died when he was a child, he was taken in by the temple, and he grew up on the mountain. Five years ago, he was punished by the elders of the temple for violating the precepts. As a result, he held a grudge and set fire to the temple. It was burned cleanly, and all 22 monks were buried in the sea of flames, and none survived."
The monk turned his head slowly, staring at Yang Chen coldly, his eyes filled with a murderous aura.
"Who are you?!"