“Boom!!!”
A cloud of dust rose, the steel door fell into the room, it was actually forcibly opened just like this!
Inside the brightly lit study room in front, there were as expected more than a few people standing.
“Little brother has great skills.” An unswervingly calm yet gloomy and hoarse voice sounded, it came from the man that sat behind a large oakwood table in the study.
Yang Chen only needed a moment to recognize that this man was Chen Dehai, because other than the man’s ash-gray hair, the shape and appearance of his face were very similar to his son, Chen Feng. His physique wasn’t tall or big, but he had a scheming and seasoned appearance.
Behind Chen Dehai, stood a line of more than 10 bodyguards in suits, at that moment every single one of them had serious expressions, with their hand in their jackets, evidently prepared to take a life by drawing out something like a pistol.
What made Yang Chen a little surprised was, the man standing closest to Chen Dehai was the robust Baldy he came across in the bar that one time. At this moment he was already one of Chen Dehai’s most trusted henchmen, closely protecting Chen Dehai’s safety.
When the Baldy saw Yang Chen, he too felt fright and disbelief, but did not display it.
“I’m sorry, I ruined your door.” Yang Chen smiled with the corners of his mouth raised up, and took his time, slowly walking into the study.
Chen Dehai’s smiled with his skin but not his flesh as he said, “Not a big deal, if the old don’t leave the new can’t enter, it doesn’t matter that the door broke if someone compensates for it.”
“What if I don’t compensate?”
“Then would little brother please tell me why you came to my apartment building, then I will make my decision.” Chen Dehai seemingly withered and skinny hand slammed onto the office table, calmed and composed he said, “I, Chen Dehai have stayed in Zhong Hai’s underworld for twenty, thirty years, and I’m not the type that doesn’t speak reason. Little brother has extraordinary skills, if possible I would like us to be friends instead of enemies.”
Yang Chen indifferently nodded, and glanced at his surroundings. In Chen Dehai’s study, large bookshelves filled the four walls, all kinds of collectibles, domestic and international publications included. On top of a small case, there were even the four treasures of the study, it was actually used for calligraphy.
“Looks like you’ve read quite a number of books, and have pretty good education.” Yang Chen replied with a totally irrelevant answer.
Chen Dehai creased his eyebrows, “Even those who enter the underworld, cannot completely rely on bravery to succeed in this generation.” He did not seem to understand what Yang Chen was trying to say with those words.
Yang Chen, with a profound look nodded, “I’m trying to say, if your son Chen Feng had half your intelligence, then you wouldn’t need to die today.” Said Yang Chen with a brilliant smile.