My CEO Wife is Perfect

Xiao Chen's voice is full of abuse, and his face is full of ridicule.

This makes Zhou zikang look even more ugly, "did you really kill Qian Xiong?"

At this time, Xiao Chen stood up and looked at Zhou zikang coldly, "yes, next, you have to die."

"Ha ha ha..." Seeing that Xiao Chen's face suddenly turned cold, Zhou zikang did not have any look of fear, but laughed wildly.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, don't you see the situation now? Look at the present situation. It's two guns pointing at you. You want to kill me. Dream about it."

Xiao Chen didn't see any panic on his face, but looked at the two killers, "how much money did Zhou zikang give you? I'll double it. You should know the strength of Tianyi group. The money is much more than Zhou zikang."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Zhou zikang was stunned, and his face immediately became ugly. These killers killed for money. If they really went to war, Zhou zikang had no chance to resist.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He's just a small security guard of Tianyi group. He can't be the master at all. When I run Yan Qingcheng, Tianyi group will also be named Zhou. You kill Xiao Chen, and I'll pay you twice the original price."

"Four times." Xiao Chen spoke faintly.

At this time, one of the killers stared at Xiao Chen and said, "boy, every industry has its own rules. Although we kill people, we are not treacherous people."

Said the killer looked at Zhou zikang, "Zhou always rest assured, this person we will kill, the price unchanged."

"NIMA, professional integrity."

Hearing the other party's words, Xiao Chen is stunned. He intends to save the two people's lives, but the two killers clearly want to die.

God's iniquities can be forgiven, but self sins cannot live.

But Zhou zikang at this time is more proud of the smile, "Xiao Chen, you now have what to say."

Said Zhou zikang's look became more gloomy, "you give this boy to me first, leave a breath, so that he can see me and Yan Qingcheng next wonderful performance on the line."

After Zhou zikang finished, the two killers came to Xiao Chen in silence. One of them had been aiming at Xiao Chen with the muzzle of a gun, while the other took up a chair and smashed it hard at Xiao Chen.

With a click, the chair smashed on Xiao Chen's body, and the solid chair broke directly in the click sound.

Looking at Xiao Chen still standing in place, moving did not move, at this time Xiao Chen eyes look full of drama abuse, "is it fun?"

The two killers have practiced some Kung Fu. When they see Xiao Chen unharmed, the chair is broken in two, and their looks are changed.

The man in front of me is not an ordinary person. He also knows some Kung Fu.

"Boy, it seems that there are still two sons, but can you handle the gun?"

The killer who has been using the muzzle of the gun to talk to Xiao Chen's killer. He presses his wrist and pulls the trigger directly at Xiao Chen's right leg.

Bang, a flame from the muzzle of the gun, such a distance, so far, the killer does not even need to take aim at it.

He was confident that this shot was enough to make Xiao Chen feel miserable.

But the next scene let everyone were stunned, saw a string of sparks on the ground, the bullet hit hard into the ground, leaving a hole with white smoke.

And Xiao Chen has disappeared in place.

Cold sweat instantly appeared on the faces of Zhou zikang and the two killers.

Zhou zikang's face turned white, his teeth trembled, "ghost Ghost... "

The scene just now was too bizarre. He saw the bullet hit Xiao Chen, but there was no picture of blood splashing. After the bullet passed through Xiao Chen's right leg, Xiao Chen's figure disappeared.

In the face of the unknown fear, Zhou zikang has some instability, directly collapsed in the chair.

"Xiao Xiao Grandfather I really don't know you're a ghost. I really don't know. Don't kill me. "

The fear in his heart continued to spread. Zhou zikang tried to calm himself down. "Grandfather Xiao, don't worry. As long as you don't kill me, I will certainly burn a lot of money to you."

Listening to Zhou zikang's words, the faces of the two killers also turned pale. Although they are professional killers, the professional killers Zhou zikang can invite are only killers who kill ordinary people.

They have no access to that higher level. Although the two killers have some skills, they have no idea that human beings can produce shadows with the help of extremely fast speed after breaking through the limit.

So they thought Xiao Chen was not a man, but a ghost.

For the fear of ghosts, so that the two killers are also constantly shaking.

"Don't want to kill me?" Hearing the sound coming from his ear, Zhou zikang's whole body trembled and jumped directly from his chair like a conditioned reflex.

But as soon as he took off, he was pressed on his shoulder by his powerful hand and sat back in his chair.

That cold voice constantly echoed in Zhou zikang's mind, he now even did not have the courage to look back.He was afraid to look back and see a ferocious face.

"Grandfather Xiao, I was wrong. I was wrong." Zhou zikang kept repeating.

The two killers were so scared that they didn't even have the courage to turn back. They were shaking and constantly making amends.

Xiao Chen looks at three people coldly, in the eye kills the idea to be more thick.

Xiao Chen knew that if not for his own strength, he would be cruelly killed today, and Yan Qingcheng would become Zhou zikang's plaything from now on.

So these people have to die, unforgivable.

"But I want to kill you." Once again, the cold voice rang from Zhou zikang's ear.

Then Zhou zikang felt a cold chill coming from his neck.

He looked down with fear. When he found that it was a dagger with cold light, his pupil was enlarged instantly.

"Grandfather Xiao, I'm really wrong. I'm really wrong."

Zhou zikang didn't dare to move, but he couldn't help shaking. The bright yellow liquid flowed out of his trousers at this time, emitting a fishy smell.

In the face of Zhou zikang's plea for mercy, Xiao Chen did not hesitate, he slowly increased the strength of his hands.

The blade squeezes the flesh and cuts a small cut.

Zhou zikang felt the pain from his neck and struggled desperately.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Zhou zikang's hands swayed wildly, trying to get up.

But the big hand on the shoulder is like a mountain, pressing Zhou zikang firmly on the chair, and the dagger is more merciless and deeper.

Soon Zhou zikang's struggle scream disappeared.

The two killers looked at the blood splashing on the table. Their bodies were soaked with cold sweat.

"Grass, spell it." The great fear made a killer go wild. He let out a roar and turned around to make a deathbed fight.

However, it was a cold dagger that met him. Before he could shoot, the cold dagger had been stabbed into his throat.