Chen family monster

A good little brother is not the kind of person who speaks eloquently next to the boss when he is free. He is not a person who flatters and flatters the boss, nor is he with a cold face every day. Little things to do, what is a good boy?The younger brother who can give strength at critical moments is the best.

Chen Ping approached Fan Fan, nodded slowly and said good words. He knew that Fan Fan's actions were more or less utilitarian, but he didn't mind. The relationship between him and Fan Fan has never been complicated, except for the eldest brother In addition to the status with the younger brother, there is a relationship of interest.

Loyalty is ridiculous and unrealistic. These days, profit is the most important thing, and what Chen Ping can give Fan Fan is precisely this.Even for profit, how many people are willing to risk their lives to gamble once?So Chen Ping is very satisfied with Fan Fan, always has been.

Fan Fan nodded slightly and went downstairs quietly.

Chen Ping sat lightly on the steps of the stairs, waiting for Fan Fan's good news. He didn't care what Fan Fan did, he only looked at the final result. In terms of tactics, he never cared about his subordinates. A cat or a white cat is a good cat if it can catch mice. This saying is still applicable today.

The Han family is indeed very important in Yunnan. When Han Yelin's son had an accident, Han Yelin cleared all the sixth and seventh floors without saying a word, and arranged for his own family's bodyguards. It's simply impossible for Tongtian wrist to do it.

Within 5 minutes, the sixth floor began to riot, along with the seventh floor, the sound of chaotic footsteps running back and forth between the two floors, heading straight for the elevator.

Chen Ping took advantage of the chaos.

At this time, the lights in the corridor have been turned off, and there is no sound control device installed here. Only the warm yellowish light illuminates the corridor so that people will not fall. Chen Ping skillfully blends into the crowd without anyone noticing.

sixth floor.

seventh floor.

Because Fan Fan had already taken the elevator and attracted the attention of most people, all the people on the seventh floor had moved to the elevator door. They all looked cold, but they didn't show any nervousness, which fully showed that this group of people was definitely not ordinary embroidered pillows.

The Han family has occupied Yunnan for so many years, black and white take all, of course it is impossible to just show the strength on the surface.

An iceberg is most likely hidden under the water. Chen Ping is not surprised that the Han family can bring out these well-trained bodyguards. The elevator goes up very slowly. The numbers kept flashing back and forth between three and four, and the bodyguards were not in a hurry, they stood quietly in front of the elevator and waited without arrogance or rashness.I don't know if they were negligent or too confident, they even forgot the corridor entrance.

This undoubtedly provided Chen Ping with a very favorable opportunity.

Chen Ping had no time to be complacent. When he went upstairs, he immediately realized that the corridor was not in danger, and then he moved his feet and rushed directly to Room [-]. Footwork sounds extremely mysterious, but it is not without it in reality. He has been practicing since he was a child and pays attention to the essentials. If it is not, it is not difficult to minimize the sound when walking. Of course, things like Lingboweibu are impossible.

Chen Ping's steps were very small, but the movement between his legs was very rapid without any stagnation. He touched the ground with his toes, fast and slow, and approached room [-] silently.

Gently stretching out his hand, the moment Chen Ping was about to push the door, suddenly a huge sense of danger emerged for no reason. With his intuition, he was sure that there was someone behind the door.

No wonder all the bodyguards blocked the door of the elevator without any fear. It turned out that there was still a trump card hidden in the ward.Chen Ping sneered in his heart, bent down and slowly put his ear to the door. He had to figure out how many other people were in the ward besides Han Jinglue, otherwise he would be the one who rushed in rashly and died. Han Yelin would not Regardless of whether you are the young master of the Chen family or not, it is already a deadly situation, and it doesn't matter to them if there is more and less.

Those with bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes. The current Han family is like a wolf in a desperate situation. If something goes wrong, it will show its fangs.

The people in the ward hid behind the door, and Chen Ping quietly hid outside the door. No one spoke, and the dim light shone in the corridor, which was extraordinarily eerie, a bit like a horror movie atmosphere.

The people in the room obviously also noticed Chen Ping's arrival, but they didn't act rashly. He also seemed to know that protecting Han Jinglue was the most important task, so he was not in a hurry to come out and fight with Chen Ping. It was a good thing for the Han family, but it was not an optimistic situation for Chen Ping.

Finally, there was a violent noise from the direction of the elevator. It seemed that someone fell to the ground and knocked over a trash can next to the elevator. It sounded very lively. Fan Fan was being abused. He was able to fight Wing Chun. No matter how perfect he is, he is not a master like Ip Man. Facing a dozen or so well-trained and ruthless men, he can only be trampled.

Chen Ping frowned, time was running out, and he couldn't allow him to judge anything.

He quickly stretched his hand into his arms, and Chen Ping took out a small pistol. The slightly long silencer was installed on the barrel, which was a bit nondescript. It was something that Tang Aozhi forced to him before he came. It is used for self-defense as a last resort, but now it has to be used in advance.Domestic control over firearms has always been very strict, and the few underground arsenals are mostly out of order. If it weren't for this situation, Chen Ping would not be willing to touch this thing. After all, if something happens, someone will definitely track down the bullet or something. There is a lot of trouble, but now there is no hesitation at all, Chen Ping's determination is reflected in an instant.Put the gun lightly against the door and pull the trigger!

His flying knife skills are indeed sharp, but at this time, using firearms is definitely more effective than flying knives, and he can't be sure of the specific skills of the people behind the door. It would be as simple as being alone, let alone killing people, even escaping would be difficult. Chen Ping has always pursued safety in doing things.

"puff!"

The sound of the gunshot through the silencer was dull and sharp. Once the shot went down, Chen Ping didn't intend to leave a way out for the people at the door.

Second shot.

Third shot.

Fourth shot.

After five shots in a row, Chen Ping stopped his movements. The five small holes on the door were not clear under the dim light. Chen Ping cautiously opened the door, and a bloody corpse suddenly appeared in front of Chen Ping.

There was no other movement in the room. Chen Ping was slightly relieved, and walked in. The first thing he did was not to deal with Han Jinglue, but to drag the corpse into the bathroom.

The light in the bathroom was on, and under the light, Chen Ping finally saw the true face of the corpse clearly.

Still an acquaintance.

Yang Ligang.

No wonder the bodyguards in the corridor are so relieved, this is indeed a trump card, but the death is too worthless.

Not long after Chen Ping came to Yunnan, he brought Tang Aozhi to assassinate Han Yelin once. He had fought against Yang Ligang. Chen Ping had always been impressed by this powerful bodyguard who could not take much advantage even if he teamed up with Tang Aozhi. He died today. In Chen Ping's hand, does it count as karma?

After leaving the bathroom, Chen Ping closed the door and went straight to Han Jinglue's bed.

This time, the young master of the Han family was really seriously injured, with gauze wrapped around his head, and he was sleeping drowsily. Chen Ping frowned, and after carefully confirming that the person on the hospital bed was indeed Han Jinglue, he breathed a sigh of relief. .

He took out his gun and put it on Han Jinglue's forehead, Chen Ping was about to pull the trigger.

Perhaps it is because approaching death can make people extra sensitive, Han Jinglue opened his eyes for a moment, and said in horror: "Brother Yang, you..."

This world is too rich and colorful, too charming and enchanting, too lingering, no one wants to die.

But Chen Ping didn't give him a chance, he smiled lightly, stretched out his other hand and waved lightly as goodbye, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

puff!

Sixth shot.

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