"Nothing is impossible. Now, can you believe my promise?" To be honest, Chu Yan does not want to fight with these retired soldiers. He or she meets those bloodthirsty and depraved mercenaries who have completely become money-surviving. Otherwise, Chu Yan would not generally kill soldiers who retired like him.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s about force, it’s just a sense of belonging that is sympathetic.

"Ok, I believe you." Dicknowsky nodded at Chu Yan. He could feel that Chu Yan said nothing false. Moreover, when mentioning the God of Che, Dicknowsky even saw a deep sadness in Chu Yan's eyes. This is an emotion that only brothers and sisters can appear. There is no doubt that the relationship between Chu Yan and God of Che is definitely worth pondering. Moreover, Dicknowsky remembered the long-standing legend.

The Che God went to the world's top special operations team, but the special operations team suddenly disappeared many years ago. The legend said that it was intended to rebel and was completely wiped out. However, if the legend was true, then who would the Chinese man in front of him be?

Dick Nolsky's previous incredible answer was obtained by an almost positive answer. Chu Yan did not directly deny his guess or give a positive answer, but for Dick Nolsky, this was enough!!

"Haha! Nephew Leng Feng, you are still not polite, but it doesn't matter. Since you want to sit here, let me sit for you." Zeng Haiguang is over 60 years old, his hair is pitch black, and although he is dyed, he looks energetic. There is almost no wrinkles on his red face. It can be seen that he is very well maintained. He did not expect Leng Feng, which is almost a rogue-like approach. Although he left as soon as possible, he was still rubbed twice by Leng Feng's blood-stained clothes. Although the blood had already dried up, the feeling was indeed very uncomfortable.

"Chairman Zeng, you look very clean. What is the reason for the blood on my body? I think you should know better than anyone else. The four of you came to my house with big tickets and occupied my sofa, making yourself look like the owner. Don't you want to eat this house in one bite, right? Be careful to choke you to death!!" Leng Feng knew that these four old things were difficult to deal with, because so far, except for Zeng Haiguang, the other three old guys have not had any other three old guys so far except Zeng Haiguang.

After opening his mouth, Leng Feng knew that this was putting pressure on him. At this time, the battle of verbal battles almost kicked off. One of them couldn't help but get to the point first, and then it would be weaker in momentum. The negotiating table was a momentum. Once the momentum was above the top, you had to take the lead while the iron was hot. If the momentum was suppressed, except for the Tai Chi who was playing the pusher who was right, you would definitely have no chance of winning in any substantial negotiation.

So Leng Wu sat on the sofa, which was already a victory. This is the so-called entry. When you come to negotiate, people don’t even let you go to the table. What else do you want to talk about? This small circle of sofa is the negotiating table. Only when you sit on it can you be qualified to negotiate with other people sitting here. Speaking of which, it feels like a variant of the Hongmen Banquet.

"Leng Wu! Put your mouth cleaner! Today you can sit here intact. For you, it is a lucky luck to be free, and luck cannot be met every day!!" Wan Zaihe is the youngest of several directors. Of course, the youngest is also the relative meaning. The 58-year-old Wan Zaihe has never had a good temper. He and Zeng Haiguang were determined to eliminate Leng Beihai and then master Jiujiang Group.

"Old man, what did you just say? Dog luck?" After hearing Wan Zaihe's words, Leng Feng suddenly showed a puzzled smile on his face. The young man who had been chatting with his bodyguards suddenly came to him, then jumped up and jumped into the sofa from behind the sofa, put one of his hands on Wan Zaihe's shoulders, and the other hand took one from a box of cigars placed on the coffee table and put it in his mouth. Then he took out a lighter on Wan Zaihe's body, lit a cigarette for himself, vomited it all on Wan Zaihe's face, and then asked Wan Zaihe with a smile.

Chu Yan's actions made the bodyguard behind Wan Zaihe just wanted to take action, but was stopped by Dick Nolsky, who was standing opposite him with his eyes. His responsibilities were very clear, to protect the life safety of the employer, and it was obvious that the guarantee Chu Yan gave him was effective. Although he sat next to one of his employers, he did not have any hostile actions.

From the bottom of his heart, Dicknowsky was not interested in this mission at all. He was a soldier, and the soldier should gallop on the battlefield, rather than coming to the city to protect several businessmen who wanted to seize the group. Although he could not disobey the company's orders, he would do his best to complete this mission and protect the four employers "the safety of their lives is not threatened."

"Who are you? What are you doing? Hello! You are my bodyguards, now I order you to drive him out!!" Wan Zaihe was pinched by Chu Yan's big hand and felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He did not forget that he had a few bodyguards who had spent a lot of money to hire from abroad, so he struggled in Chu Yan's arms and did not forget to order his bodyguards to drive Chu Yan out!!

"Chairman Wan, it seems that this place is not your home. If you want to say you are not qualified to drive it out, you don't seem to be qualified. Besides, you just insulted my master. My master has always had a good temper, but he hates scolding him the most. So, I think you should apologize to my master." Leng Feng directly interrupted Wan Zaihe's roar, and Leng Feng's reason was also justified. Wan Zaihe had no qualifications to drive out anyone in the room, let alone Chu Yan, not even Xiao Chi and Dao San who were standing at the door playing with their mobile phones!!

"You!" Wan Zaihe was instantly choked by Leng Wu's words and speechless. Leng Wu's words were correct at all. He could not find any reason to refute. The house belongs to Leng Beihai, that is to say, Leng Wu. Although the four of them are the chairman of the board of directors of Jiujiang Group, Jiujiang Group is Jiujiang Group, Leng Beihai's residence is Leng Beihai's residence, which is a private territory. They broke in with their people. If they were abroad, Leng Wu would draw his gun and shoot him directly. It is completely legal in law!!

"What are you? Are you wrong? This is my home!! You took more than 20 people to replace my security department, and each of them had weapons in their hands. What is this? Go into the house and commit a crime? Xiaochi, please help me check if you convict, is it enough to let him spend the rest of his life in prison?" Leng Feng now grabbed Wan Zaihe's painful foot, pressing him step by step as sharp as a sword and gradually pushing Wan Zaihe into a dead end. He must open a gap, and Wan Zaihe is undoubtedly the most suitable one at present, so Leng Feng will never let Wan Zaihe go. The sharp words of bombing and bombing made Wan Zaihe's face turn white, and then it was red and black, and it was about to show signs of a heart attack!!

"You little bastard!! I think you are tired of living!" Wan Zaihe's powerlessness made Zeng Haiguang finally unable to calm down. If he continued like this, before he could talk about the serious matter, his subordinates lost a right-hand assistant. This was not a good phenomenon, but his sudden roar directly gave Leng Wu a chance to explode!!

"Ba! Zeng Haiguang!! Don't fucking the fucking thing in front of me!!" Leng Feng looked at Zeng Haiguang sitting opposite him. There was nothing wrong with the seventies and eighties who originally cursed this, but he forgot that the Leng Feng in front of him had no respect and politeness to him before!!
Chapter completed!