The supreme master of the female president

"puff"

The teeth were mixed with blood, sprayed from Chen Sheng's mouth, Yang Yitian pinched his neck, pressed his head to the ground and said coldly: "Where is Huang Ping?"

Chen Sheng was suffocating and struggling frantically, his whole face turned into a pig liver color, where he was still calm before, he kept patting the ground with his hands, signaling Yang Yitian to let go of himself.

However, Yang Yitian didn't let him go, and the hand that pinched his neck increased his strength, and Chen Sheng's throat suddenly heard a slight cracking sound.

death.

at this moment.

Chen Sheng finally felt the gloomy breath of death.

From Yang Yitian's dark eyes, he clearly saw a deep chill. This man really wanted to kill himself.

"He's in the clubhouse, let...let me go." Chen Sheng's psychological defense was completely shattered, and he opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words from his teeth.

He still has a lot of glory and wealth to enjoy, he doesn't want to die, he wants to live, and he doesn't want to ruin his life for Huang Ping, a little guy.

As soon as Yang Yitian let go of his hand, Chen Sheng coughed violently and stuck out his tongue at the same time, sucking in the fresh air. For the first time, he realized that death was so close to him.

"Huang Huangping is in the suite on the fourth floor, you can go find him there."

Chen Sheng touched his neck with trembling hands, and looked at Yang Yitian with horror in his eyes. He still had lingering fears and fears about the scene he suffered just now, and he didn't even have the courage to resist.

"You, have someone notify him to come here." Yang Yitian pulled the slide of the pistol, pointed at Chen Sheng's other leg, and pulled the trigger by two-thirds.

Being pointed at by the pitch-black muzzle, Chen Sheng trembled all over, the blood in his body seemed to stop flowing, he had no doubt that Yang Yitian would shoot, and there was only his office on the top floor, no one else was there, and the sound insulation effect was particularly good, No one would notice even if he was killed for a short time.

"I, I, I'll ask someone to bring him over now and don't shoot." Chen Sheng panicked with a pale face, dragged his thigh that was hit by a bullet and was bleeding profusely, climbed to his desk, picked up the wireless walkie-talkie, let people Bring Huang Ping to his office.

"Okay." Chen Sheng swallowed, not daring to make any small moves, for fear of angering Yang Yitian, he would kill himself mercilessly.

The two security guards named Dalong and Xiaofei also fell to the ground trembling now. Yang Yitian's coldness and ruthlessness made them extremely frightened.

On the fourth floor, a staff member came to the suite, slammed on the door, and shouted: "Huang Ping, Brother Chen has something to ask for you, go over now."

"Aha."

In the room, there was a seductive panting sound echoing. Huang Ping was at the most critical moment when he was suddenly interrupted and suddenly stopped.

"What the hell!" Huang Ping, who had a scar on his eye, cursed inwardly with displeasure, pushed away the naked woman in his arms, put on his pants and walked out.

"What does Brother Chen want from me?" Huang Ping asked, frowning while buttoning his trousers.

"I'm just passing on a message. You'll know when you go. Brother Chen told you to hurry up." The staff member of Jiutian Private Club said, and then left.

"Baby, let's play later when we come back. Brother, go do something first." Huang Ping, who had a scar at the corner of his eye, looked back at the sulking woman on the bed, licked his thick lips and said with a sinister smile.

"Huh!" The woman looked away angrily, picked up a pack of cigarettes, lit it and took a puff. She was about to go just now, but suddenly she was interrupted and felt very empty and unhappy.

"What does Brother Chen want from me?" Huang Ping, who had a scar in the corner of his eye, took the elevator to the top floor of Jiutian Private Club, and said to himself.

Two hours ago, he had a conversation with Chen Sheng, and he planned to leave Ningjiang City tomorrow to hide his head, and come back when the time is right, and now he told himself to go there, could something be wrong.

When he came to the office door, Huang Ping, who had a scar at the corner of his eye, walked in without knocking.

However, when Huang Ping saw Chen Sheng's pale face covering his bleeding thigh, the two security guards lying down on the ground, and Yang Yitian's piercing face, a chill rushed to his scalp, and he turned around and was about to think about it. to run away.

However, before he could take a step forward, a cold light flashed across, and the sharp tactical knife pierced through his calf and knee.

"what"

Huang Ping, who had a scar at the corner of his eye, lost his balance and hit the ground heavily. The severe pain in his calf and knee made him howl like a slaughtered pig.

Yang Yitian walked forward slowly step by step. Huang Ping, who had a scar at the corner of his eye, kept backing up with his hands on the ground, and shouted in horror: "Don't, don't come here, stay away from me!"

Yang Yitian had a cold face and did not speak. He reached out and grabbed Huang Ping's hair, dragged him into the office, and closed the door.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The moment the door was closed, Yang Yitian, who was filled with hostility, took out a pistol and fired several shots at Huang Ping's right hand, which stabbed Xiao Ya with a dagger.

Huang Ping screamed in heart-piercing pain, there was not a single piece of good flesh in his right hand, and blood gushed out from several bullet holes.

However, this is not over yet, Yang Yitian pulled out the tactical knife on Huang Ping's calf knee, directly inserted it into his palm, nailed him to the ground, raised his steel fist and punched him violently in the chest several times, The sound of cracking ribs came to the ears of Chen Sheng and the two security guards.

devil!

Chen Sheng and the two security guards were throbbing violently. They had lived for so long, and they had never seen such a cruel and bloody scene.

Huang Ping, who had a scar at the corner of his eye, was spitting out blood. Yang Yitian didn't continue the beating, otherwise he would die immediately.

"Huh~" Yang Yitian took a deep breath, looked at Huang Ping with dark eyes, and asked in a hoarse and cold voice: "Who asked you to kill me?"

Huang Ping, who was half-dead, stared blankly with loose eyes, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth to the ground, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Crack!" Yang Yitian raised his hand and slammed it on his face, directly displacing the bones of his jaw.

"I'll ask you one last time. If you don't say that you all will die tonight." Yang Yitian glanced at Chen Sheng and the two security guards as he spoke. Their gloomy eyes frightened them out of their wits.