Chu Yang, Feng Linshan and many others were all stunned at almost the same time.

The sharpness of this young man with his hands behind his back is simply terrifying!

Even Chu Yang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling like he was being squeezed.

"Who are you?"

Chu Yang was the first to recover from Yang Ziyan's aura. The warning signs in his heart suddenly soared, and his eyes could not help but narrow.

He kept saying that he wanted to deal with Yang Ziyan, but he had never even seen Yang Ziyan's photo.

"Aren't you looking for me?"

Yang Ziyan glanced at everyone with his razor-like eyes, and then revealed a gentle smile.

"He is Ye Sheng."

The pale-faced Feng Linshui screamed out.

Yang Ziyan finally came.

He is still as calm and calm as he was yesterday.

"Huh, I didn't expect you to dare to come!"

Feng Linshan stood up suddenly, with an angry look on his face.

Breaking into his place so openly, I really didn't take him seriously.

"It's okay, I'll come as soon as I want."

Yang Ziyan said and continued walking forward, as if he regarded this place as his home.

"What...what do you want to do?"

When Feng Linshan saw Yang Ziyan approaching, he was so frightened that he backed away and hid behind the sofa.

He was really afraid that Yang Ziyan would attack him directly.

"Didn't you ask me to come here? You asked me what I wanted to do?"

Yang Ziyan smiled.

"stop!"

Suddenly, Chu Yang on the side shouted.

Yang Ziyan slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on Chu Yang, and he said nothing.

"I don't care what your background is, you have to do what I say today."

"If you weren't stupid, you should know what this is on my chest."

Chu Yang took out a badge from his pocket and hung it on his chest, straightening his waist to make it more conspicuous.

“What’s so strange about the badge of a mere martial arts association?”

Yang Ziyan smiled.

Chu Yang: "..."

He stepped forward and stared at Yang Ziyan with a condescending look, "You still know about the Wushu Association? Since you know about the Wushu Association, then kneel down and apologize quickly. If you are sincere, I can spare your life."

Hearing Chu Yang's words, Feng Linshan and others beside him secretly rejoiced.

Sure enough, the people in the Wushu Association are extraordinary. Now let’s see how arrogant Yang Ziyan dares to be.

Yang Zi remained silent and moved his palm slightly.

However, it was this action that startled Chu Yang on the opposite side.

He had heard from Feng Linshui that Yang Ziyan was wearing a dragon weapon.

Suddenly, Chu Yang quickly pulled out the dragon weapon he brought from his waist and aimed at Yang Ziyan's head.

"Why don't you try moving again?"

Chu Yang felt a little embarrassed, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and his eyes became even more fierce.

The corners of Yang Ziyan's mouth curved.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to have a cigarette."

As he spoke, he took out the cigarettes he carried with him from his pocket.

"May I?"

Then he asked again.

When asked, Guiwen didn't wait for Chu Yang's answer, he leisurely took out a cigarette, lit a lighter and put it in his mouth.

Chu Yang and others watched the whole process with their eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

This guy, even though someone had a dragon weapon pointed at his head, he was still so content and content that he didn't even have the slightest hint of fear.

What a weirdo!

However, Chu Yang didn't stop him, he just smoked a cigarette. If he cared about it, people would probably say that he was afraid of Yang Ziyan.

"Feng Yunyun isn't there?"

Yang Ziyan took a puff of cigarette and asked in a calm tone.

After all the calculations, there is still such a key figure missing.

"Why, you can't wait to kneel in front of me and beg for mercy?"

Chu Yang sneered.

"She is outside now, preparing to hold a press conference. You came at the right time. Come out with me later, kneel on the ground in front of everyone, and tell everyone in the loudest voice that you, Ye Sheng, are willing to become the Feng family

slaves and lackeys.”

Chu Yang continued.

Yang Ziyan then raised his eyelids and looked directly into Chu Yang's eyes.

"What if I don't?"

"No? Why don't you try and see if your head is stronger or my bullet is stronger?"

Chu Yang showed a ruthless expression and threatened.

Yang Ziyan put the cigarette into his mouth, "I bet there are no bullets in your gun."

The moment he finished speaking, Yang Ziyan's hand that had just put down the cigarette was already moving.

at the same time.

Chu Yang, who reacted quickly, also moved, and his index finger subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Can.

The movements of Yang Ziyan's hands were faster, like afterimages.

Wow…

Chu Yang's finger clicked the trigger, but there was no sound as it should have.

Looking again, his expression suddenly changed.

Because, the magazine of the dragon weapon was actually held in Yang Ziyan's hand.

What the hell...

How could this happen? What a strong deterrent.

Feng Linshan and the others stared at this scene with their eyes wide open and their scalps exploded.

How could something as simple as pulling the trigger be impossible in front of Yang Ziyan?

Moreover, this is a rising star that the Wushu Association has cultivated for a long time!

Everyone who had sworn their vows before was now panicking, as if they had seen a ghost.

Feng Linshui collapsed and sat on the ground.

Sure enough!

Sure enough, it is still as scary as ever. It seems that there is no one in this world who can threaten Yang Ziyan. It is simply too scary.

"You are looking for death!"

Chu Yang, who had completely lost his face, became angry and swung his fist towards Yang Ziyan.

only.

Before his fist could even come close, Yang Ziyan's feet were already out and kicked him hard.

In an instant, Chu Yang flew backwards and hit the coffee table hard, smashing it into pieces.

He struggled to get up and just wanted to stand up.

But suddenly, he suddenly fell to his knees, his skin bloodless.
To be continued...