Bang!

Wang Chen squatted in half and punched the other party in the stomach.

The abdomen was hurt, Doyle couldn't stand it, and his body was bent subconsciously.

This is really what Wang Chen wants.

Wang Chen raised one hand and directly pressed the other party's head. Then, the brick on the other hand smashed Doyle's head without hesitation.

Clang!

Doyle only felt that his eyes were full of stars. After no longer the resistance of his arms, his head took the brick. In just a moment, he lost his combat power.

"Now, do you still think you can kill me?"

Wang Chen looked at the other party in a teasing way, straightening his back, looking far taller than Doyle.

"You...who are you?" Doyle pressed the wound on his head with his hand and said to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen's eyes were dull, but he said with confidence: "Go back and tell Michael that if he was doing such a despicable thing, I would come to him!"

Doyle instantly felt a bad feeling of disgrace.

This has never felt like this before.

Doyle just felt a deep sense of frustration. This time, the first stop of his trip to Haizhou was not only unable to kill Jiang Xue, but also the young man saw the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Now, get out of here!" Wang Chen said coldly.

Doyle's mouth moved slightly, and his eyes were filled with reluctance: "Okay, I didn't expect that there were such a powerful person in Haizhou, but..."

When he just said this, suddenly, Doyle quickly took out a small ball from his shirt pocket.

The ball smashed hard towards the ground, and immediately, white smoke rose.

Wang Chen stood there with a calm expression.

In fact, he had noticed when the other party reached into his pocket.

The white mist dissipated, and Doyle had already disappeared here.

Wang Chen looked outside the wall, looked at the direction of Doyle's footprints, and sighed helplessly: "Oh, if a person dies, he really can't stop him."

After escaping by chance, Doyle seemed a little embarrassed.

After opening the backpack he carried with him, Doyle simply wrapped the wound on his head with a bandage and headed towards his second destination.

"Damn it, it's not good to go out!"

Doyle cursed in his heart, and he never expected that there was a master like Wang Chen hidden in a small south city project construction site.

At this time, the position he was standing was located downstairs of Haiyue Company.

The second mission is to kill Deng Xin!

This is the top priority today.

If Deng Xin can be killed successfully, it will be considered a satisfactory reply from Michael. At least, while Haiyue’s upper class is in chaos, Dadino will be able to make profits and take the opportunity to occupy all the Haizhou market.

After looking at the general manager's office on the top floor, and after confirming the location, Doyle came to a corner next to the building and took out the items in his bag.

This is a cloud lock, one piece is tied to the body for fixing, while a hard barb is attached to the other end, which can be pierced into the wall for fixing.

Doyle planned to use this tool, climbing up directly along the wall without going through the building's security system, and only took Deng Xin's head.

However, ideals are full and reality is skinny.

Just as Doyle was squatting on the ground and carefully tied a section of the rope around his waist, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The figure was so big that it blocked all the sunlight behind it.

"I said, are you tired? Do you need my help?" the man behind him suddenly said.

"Who!" Doyle turned around suddenly and saw a burly man laughing at him stupidly.

Doyle quickly stood up. The man opposite was not much shorter than him, but his body was so strong that he was much stronger than the person who grew up eating beef like this.

"I am your tank grandfather." Tank stood there and said, thinking to himself: The boss is the boss, and the guess is indeed good. I will be guarding the sea leap these days without any trouble. Maybe there will be uninvited guests coming to find fault.

"Tank?" Doyle glanced at Tank with contempt: "If you don't want to die, don't worry about other people's business."

"I said, what are you doing when you make this happen?" Tank asked.

"What do you do, get out of here!" Doyle said impatiently. He had had enough of his cowardice in Wang Chen before. At this moment, he wanted to vent his anger as soon as possible.

"Damn it, how dare you talk to me like this?" Tank said angrily, rolled up his sleeves, rushed forward without fear, his eyes as if they were copper bells, looking at the other party tightly.

Doyle also stood at Chari at this moment, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"I can't beat that kid just now, just because of a stupid guy like you, you want to go against me?" Doyle said coldly.

Tank didn't care and looked at Doyle. Soon, he discovered the injury on the other party's head.

"How did you get this injury? It seems that you suffered a lot of losses just now!" Tank said sarcastically, thinking: It seems that in order to preserve your strength, the War King still has some reservations. Otherwise, Doyle should be lying on the ground now.

However, the War King wants to preserve his strength. In order to hide his identity and be a tank, there is no need to do so.

"Today, I want to teach you a good lesson."

As he said that, the tank rushed directly towards the other side.

Seeing that the tank's movements were much slower than Wang Chen just now, Doyle sneered.

The dagger resigned directly towards the tank without hesitation.

Suddenly, the dagger, which had a strong attack power, seemed to be stuck suddenly and could not move forward at all.

Doyle looked up in surprise and saw that the tank easily caught the other party's dagger with the force of just two fingers.

"release!"

Doyle shouted, exerting force suddenly, but he could not move the dagger at all.

ah!

With a long roar, the tank's neck became much thicker than before, and the blue veins on both arms were exposed.

Suddenly, a powerful force passed along the dagger to Doyle's arm.

Doyle was shocked. He had seen many so-called strong men in Western Europe, but he was sure that the power of the man in front of him would be much higher than those strong hands.

Click!

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, the dagger made of fine steel was directly cut into both ends by the tank with its fingers.

"This..." Doyle looked surprised.

The tank was indeed not concerned at all: "If you have any tricks, just use them."

Doyle frowned. Since he didn't want to be discovered by others before, the climbing point he chose was located on the shade of the building, which was relatively remote.

However, at this moment, this previous decision made Doyle feel desperate.

All exits are now well occupied by tanks. If you want to escape from death, Doyle can only try hard.

"Go to die!"

Doyle said, punching him directly.
Chapter completed!