There was a list of people to kill, and to avoid missing anyone, a checklist was made? He always had a flair for the dramatic.
Chen Yang took out a pen, lightly crossed out a name, and handed the list to Yang Hu. "Are you the only one the Ye Family sent this time?"
"Are you insane?" Once he regained his senses, Ye Qiang's expression shifted several times. Although his words were defiant, he instinctively took a step back, hiding behind Tu Huan. The man's calm demeanor and casual actions dealt a significant psychological blow.
"It seems you are," Chen Yang nodded. Without any delay, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
SNAP.
The sound was crisp and clear. As the sound wave rippled outward, Ye Qiang glanced down in astonishment. Lines of blood suddenly appeared across his chest and abdomen, dripping from the hem of his clothes to the ground.
The next second, a cold wind blew past.
BANG.
Ye Qiang's body collapsed to the ground.
