The best perspective expert

Chapter 109 Make yourself smart
Han Zhenyang smiled coldly, "You are still pretending to be smart."

"You already knew that the carriage was empty?" Chen Jinghai frowned immediately, "How did you know?"

"We're all hanging out in the island city, who doesn't have three friends?" Han Zhenyang curled his lips in disdain.

"Very few people know about this. Except for Li Zhengxuan and Zhao Guoming, there is only Wang Chengguang. Is it Wang Chengguang?" Chen Jinghai grinned, "The bastard who struggled to pick apart, he is dead."

Huh?There is also the effect of alienation?Well, the dog bites the dog, bite hard.

"However, you know that the goods are no longer here, why do you still come, and dare to come alone? Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Just relying on you rubbish?" Han Zhenyang looked around and gave a thumbs up sarcastically, "I am enough alone."

"How courageous!" The scar on Chen Jinghai's face jumped a few times, and he twisted his neck, "I've seen braggarts before, but I've never seen you bragging like this, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you won't even be able to see the moon tonight Come on, go to hell!" As he said, kicking his legs on the ground, he rushed towards Han Zhenyang, and at the same time drew a sharp dagger with his backhand, and went straight to Han Zhenyang's heart.

As soon as Chen Jinghai moved, all his men moved, waving the machete to seal Han Zhenyang's airtight, the extremely sharp machete cut down without hesitation, they were determined to hack Han Zhenyang to death here.Looking at this posture, it is not the first time they have done this.

The fact is also the same. Chen Jinghai has come up step by step in this way. Up to now, I don’t know how many people have died in his hands. The price of one failure is a scar on the left cheek.

He can do this thanks to his good kung fu. He has practiced martial arts in a martial arts school since he was a child, and his talent is quite outstanding. He learned real skills from his master and fought all over the island city without a single opponent. Later, he was arrested for fighting. Go in, but it was this prison disaster that made him embark on this path, and it became smoother and smoother.

Moreover, in these years, not only did his kung fu not lag behind, but he improved a lot, so he is quite confident in his own skills, and the same is true of his subordinates.

At this moment, in their eyes, Han Zhenyang is already dead.Being attacked by a master like Chen Jinghai, and surrounded by dozens of thugs who can fight and kill, even those famous masters during the Republic of China had to stay away.

Han Zhenyang let out a long roar, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards Chen Jinghai, stretched forward with his right hand, and rushed towards the dagger in Chen Jinghai's hand.

What do you want to do?Empty hand to catch sword?
Chen Jinghai grinned grimly: No matter how high your kung fu is, it is still a mortal body, and my dagger is specially made, it can pierce through a three-centimeter-thick wooden board with a sharp thrust, and it can cut through stainless steel sheets with a strong stroke. Pick it up by hand?I can cut off your wrist directly.

He seemed to have seen the scene where a sharp dagger cut off Han Zhenyang's wrist easily, just like a sickle cutting grass.

He really enjoys the scene of blood splatter, and also likes to listen to the desperate and painful wails of his opponents.

With a flick of his wrist, the dagger drew a small arc, and went straight to Han Zhenyang's wrist, and cut it accurately, but the feedback from the dagger made his heart skip a beat, no, this is not the feeling of a sharp knife entering the body, Instead, it's like cutting on a steel plate.

what happened?
Before he figured out what was going on, he felt his wrist tighten, followed by his involuntary soaring into the air, and smashed heavily on the rocks. Before he could use his good kung fu, he had no chance to continue to use it.

Han Zhenyang threw Chen Jinghai into the air, and then turned back and rushed into the crowd, punching and kicking, squeezing, pressing, and leaning on his elbows, fully displaying the characteristics of Taijiquan that uses static braking to avoid reality and emptiness. The demeanor of a Tai Chi master.

Moreover, he strikes extremely hard, as long as he is hit, the bones and tendons are easily broken. There was one who didn't know how to live or die. Step on and vomit blood.

Half a minute later, the battle was over, and only Han Zhenyang was left standing proudly. Chen Jinghai and his subordinates fell to the ground one by one.

At this moment, Han Zhenyang's cell phone rang, and it was Li Zhongqiang who called, "Brother, you found your goods. There are a lot of them, and they are not damaged at all. These bastards are going to take them out by water, but they are blocked by my people." They were caught straight, and none of them escaped."

Han Zhenyang secretly praised, this efficiency is high!
After saying some words of thanks, he hung up the phone, walked to Chen Jinghai, shook the mobile phone in his hand, and sarcastically said: "Chen Jinghai, don't think that you are awesome because you have a few horsemen under your command, compared with the real awesome , you are not even a hair, you can still jump when others ignore you, if you really want to deal with you, it is no different from dealing with a bedbug, you think you are secretive and efficient, hehe, it’s not like being blamed It's over."

Chen Jinghai's face changed again, "You don't have that much energy, who is helping you?"

"Hehe, why did I tell you?" Han Zhenyang squatted in front of Chen Jinghai, stared into his eyes and said, "Now, it's up to you to tell me, who told you to do this?"

"Hahaha, I, Chen Jinghai, want to make money, but I still need instructions? If you want to blame it, you are too flamboyant and careless, and you have arranged an escort vehicle for such a valuable cargo, which is the same as a three-year-old child carrying a What's the difference between sacks of cash and ostentation? Tell you, you asked for it!" Chen Jinghai suddenly burst into laughter, even laughing out of joy.

Han Zhenyang smiled noncommittally, "Really, then what do you want to do with so many explosives in the carriage?"

"The carriage?" Chen Jinghai's expression changed, "Of course it is to destroy any remaining clues."

"No, I'm not talking about the pile on the escort vehicle, but the one in this vehicle," he said, pointing to the van a few meters away.

"How do you know? I didn't tell anyone about it!" Chen Jinghai couldn't keep calm anymore, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

"I said I can read minds, do you believe it?" Han Zhenyang asked with a sneer, and then carried Chen Jinghai into the carriage, "Now, tell me, who gave you the idea?"

"I said, will you let me go?" Chen Jinghai was naturally not an ordinary young man, and asked with a sneer.

Han Zhenyang smiled, "Of course not, but if you make me happy, I will make you happy too. If you make me unhappy, I will make you miserable for the rest of your life, not only you, but also your whole family, including your old lady and your just Full Moon's illegitimate daughter."

"You..." A trace of anger flashed across Chen Jinghai's face, and then he actually held back, "Try to move them."

"Are you sure? Well, I'll let them do it now," Han Zhenyang took out his phone with an indifferent expression.

(End of this chapter)