In Hengshui City, a high-end community, Chen Nan was lying on the sofa, bending his head. In front of him, stood several men over eight feet tall, with a face of suffocation.

This group, naturally, followed Chen nan to clean up ye Ziheng in the morning. As a result, ye Ziheng picked up a few guys.

"Don't you say you're very good! What the first hitter, what the strongest gangster, the result of his mother can not even do a ye Ziheng! This is what you do! "

Chen Nan scolded angrily, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out.

"That, brother Nan, we can't be blamed for this. That kid is fucking poisonous. His skill is not directly proportional to his age."

A big man in a black blouse couldn't help but say.

When Chen Nan heard this, he became more angry. He directly picked up an ashtray on the table in front of him and smashed it on the man's head.

"Bang!"

When the ashtray hit the man's head, the man was thrown to the ground. The blood on his head began to come out. When the other men saw him, they could not help but take a breath of cool air. Fortunately, it was not themselves who had just spoken. Otherwise, who could resist such a crash.

"Grass! You dare to talk back, don't you! Stand up for me! "

Chen Nan scolded.

Although the big man was angry, he didn't dare to resist. After all, Chen Nan's identity is too much to be feared. The son of Chen Shiqiang, chairman of Chen's group, and the prince of Chen's group.

Besides being the chairman of Chen's group, his father, Chen Shiqiang, is also a black-and-white all-in-one. He has a career abroad and often does things like killing people and passing goods. It's really not a social minion like them that can be provoked by small gangsters.

"Brother Nan, you don't need to listen to me. If I don't read it wrong, I'm afraid that this kid's skill is not from ordinary families. His fist and foot skills, fists and fists to meat, are not muddy, and there's a bit of ruthlessness in his bones. You can't see the speed of dismantling the pistol. In a second, the pistol will become a pile of parts. That's right I know the structure of pistol very well. I can tell from these points that he is not a simple man. If I don't guess wrong, he must have been on the real battlefield. "

Although the head was smashed, the big man couldn't help saying. Because he can see that ye Ziheng is not easy to provoke, even worse than Chen Nan.

Chen Nan, who has no ability, is a second generation ancestor. If he didn't look at his father's face, only a few of them could kill him.

But ye Ziheng is different. Ye Ziheng's skill and determination are incomparable. When the pistol is pushed to his head, he can still be calm as before. This is beyond their reach. If Chen Nan sends them to provoke ye Ziheng again, Chen Nan will probably collect the corpse for them.

After listening to the words of the big man, Chen Nan did not get angry, but sat on the sofa, bent his neck and began to think.

Before ye Ziheng knocked him out, it was probably because he didn't control his strength well, so he had to start a little heavy. It's been a whole day, and Chen Nan's neck is still sore. If he leans a little, he feels pain. He can only keep the elbow position all the time.