This second voice and scolding have made Li Chen angry.

He turned around and continued to walk towards Yimei Garden, and faintly said at Jinyiwei Qianhuo, who was driving himself: "Go to handle it."

Jin Yi Wei Qianhu gave Li Chen a ritual, and then turned his head and smiled towards the subordinate.

The subordinates didn't know that they were dead, and they were still screaming.

"Do you know what my son is? When the son of a scholar of Wu Yingdian University, if you know it, come to kneel down and kneel down to admit your mistakes, maybe there is a machine that saves ..."

If you talk about others.

But Jin Yiwei, who got Li Chen, was the son of Zhang Biwu, which was Zhang Biwu's son. Zhang Biwu himself came, and he dared to kill the killer.

So I didn't wait for the death of the dead to finish the words, Jin Yiwei had pinched his throat.

Kara.

A crisp sound.

That's the sound of crushing the laryngeal bone.

Seeing the life, not only the sisters around were not afraid, but they were all coaxing.

At this moment, the owner in the carriage also drilled out.

Zhang Wangyang first glanced at his dying subordinate, and then looked at the hands -on Jinyiwei Qianhu.

But he is the same as Li Chen, and he disdains dialogue with his subordinates.

He looked up and stopped Li Chen.

"This son was born with a good face. For the first time to come to Beijing? Those who killed me, even if you want to go like this?"

Li Chen stopped, and he said to Zhang Wangyang interested: "A subordinate who troubles the master, kills him if he kills. I kill him, so as not to give you a killing.

Do you want to thank me? That's not necessary. "

Li Chen's attitude made Zhang Wangyang's eyes cold.

He could feel that Li Chen was not easy to deal with, but in the eyes of the public, if he didn't say anything or not, then the face of his grand son would lose his face.

From the carriage, Zhang Wangyang walked towards Li Chen.

Just without waiting for him to approach, Jin Yiwei, who had just killed the killing, was stopped in front of him.

"Those who are close to my family's five -step range, die."

In a cold sentence, Zhang Wangyang's eyelids jumped.

"What a big tone! In this capital, there is still such a boldness?"

Zhang Wangyang sneered: "Such a big push, I don't know if I think it is the prince."

"The kid who comes from other places, this son advises you to be a low -key man. In this capital, the most lacking is the noble officials. If you accidentally provoke the person you can't afford to provoke, it will be troublesome."

I was used to playing with Zhao Xuan's old fox twisted, and suddenly changed this kind of immature and pretending to be high -headed ndar, Li Chen actually felt quite fresh.

He looked at Zhang Wangyang with a smile and said, "It's arrogant, what about you?"

Zhang Wangyang said in the color: "Kneel! Apologize!"

The smile on Li Chen's face closed.

For a long time, he was in charge of the rise and fall of the empire. He was in contact with government affairs for a long time and managed national events. What he was compensated to Li Chen was the majesty of the monarch.

When he doesn't laugh, it will give people a lot of pressure.

This momentum has nothing to do with martial arts, it is exactly the invisible gas cultivated by power and status day after day.

The scene was silent.

Every moment before, the sons buddy who was still joking and waiting for the show, one by one was cold.

As if the next second, there is a calamity.

Among them, Zhang Wangyang is very much.

"Do you want me to kneel down?"

Li Chen played the taste, "a bit interesting."
Chapter completed!