The strongest soldier of the female president

Di Jia was stunned——

Frowning, he stared at Chen Yang who was approaching step by step.

Chen Yang walked up to him.

I saw Chen Yang smiling at him, and then, a loud slap sounded——

"Snapped--"

Very crisp.

then--

"Snapped--"

There was another crisp, loud slap in the face.

Two crisp slaps fell.

Everyone opened their mouths wide open.

This--

I really couldn't believe my eyes, Chen Yang actually walked over and slapped Dijia twice in the face of the Di clan who inherited martial arts——

Even more surprising is——

Dijia actually forgot to fight back, stood there and was slapped twice.

Unbelievable.

It's incredible.

Whoever it is, can't believe it's true.

Some people even rubbed their eyes, for fear that they might be wrong.

Can--

Not wrong.

"You hit me--"

Di Jia, who came back to his senses, had a gloomy face, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he cursed viciously; "You rubbish ant, you dare to hit me, you really want to die—"

In an instant, Di Jia raised his anger and shot at Chen Yang.

Everyone around could feel that powerful aura, and many people couldn't help but be shocked back several steps by the powerful aura, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Han Xixi, Han Jiao, President Zhu Yixiao, and even the Secretary General who joined the Kaiya Group heard the sound and saw the scene in front of them.

"Secretary, this person seems to be very strong—"

Among the two men beside the Secretary-General, one of the men approached Shen Liang, and whispered in his ear: "Do you want to find a chance to kill this kid later?"

He saw that Chen Yang was fighting on par with Dijia. Dijia seemed to be struggling a little bit, but Chen Yang seemed very relaxed. It seemed that he hadn't shown his full strength.

So he was thinking, if Chen Yang fights with Dijia, he will sneak attack from behind.

If you can get rid of Chen Yang with one blow.

So--

The purpose of their coming this time has also been achieved.

Another man also looked at Shen Liang.

Waiting for Shen Liang to nod.

Unexpectedly, Shen Liang shook his head slightly.

The man frowned slightly, and said anxiously: "Secretary, these red-haired people, as far as we know, seem to be members of the Di clan who inherited martial arts. 'Di', the concubine's strength is already very strong, but he can't take down this kid within three moves. If he is killed by Chen Yang in the end, and he is thinking about making a move, he will have no chance. Secretary, please Thinking hard about—”

"Yes, the secretary—"

The other man nodded and said in a low voice: "Although the people here are all bastards this time, they are also very strong. In my opinion, these people should not be the opponents of this kid. If they don't sneak attack, they will be honest With this kid, I'm worried—”

"I see--"

The Secretary-General raised his hand, with a sullen face, shook his head and said, "You just need to obey my orders, now is not the time to take revenge on Fei Er—"

As Shen Liang's words fell, the two men looked at each other, sighed lightly, and said nothing more.

in fact--

Shen Liang didn't let them do anything, not because he didn't want to deal with Chen Yang, but because he had an idea in his heart.

Once you do something at this time, it is best to get rid of Chen Yang. If you can't get rid of Chen Yang, Chen Yang must be angry at this moment.

When a person is under anger, no one would think that he would go crazy and do something outrageous, excessive, and frightening.

So, let's see before we speak.

He will not act rashly.

"Miss Han, put down your phone."

Han Xixi watched Chen Yang and Dijia fight, and was very anxious in her heart, for fear that Chen Yang would not be Dijia's opponent, and there were several red-haired men staring at Chen Yang. She was very worried and wanted to give Mr. Han called and asked Mr. Han to bring someone over.

But as soon as the phone came out, and as soon as he was about to make a call, he heard a voice behind him.

stunned.

Han Xixi turned her head and saw President Zhu Yixiao looking at her with a smile.

"President—"

Han Xixi nodded to Zhu Yixiao, worried: "Why don't you let me call?"

"I know you're worried about Brother Chen—"

Zhu Yixiao smiled slightly, and said: "Don't worry, he'll be fine, it's just a few concubines of the Di family, and it won't pose any harm to Brother Chen. He can handle these things. If you call Mr. Han , if you let him come over, maybe some unnecessary things will happen, so there is no need to make a phone call. "

"Forehead--"

Zhu Yixiao's words sounded in his ears, and Han Xixi hesitated.

"Hee Hee-"

Han Jiao frowned and said: "This kid can't die, his fate is very hard. If he dies, he can only blame himself and not others."

"sister."

Han Xixi glared at Han Jiao, and said displeasedly: "How do you say that, if it wasn't because of you—"

"Because of me?"

Han Jiao glared at Han Xixi: "Is it because of me? Heh, do you think I'm stupid, or do I think I don't know anything? Qu Jianran brought people here just for that bastard. Even if I'm not here, they You will also find trouble with him, not me, you have to figure this out."

"You two young ladies, you don't have to quarrel, you see—"

Zhu Yixiao chuckled, looking at Chen Yang and Di Jia.

"what--"

Han Xixi and Han Jiao also looked at it.

I saw Dijia fell to the ground, clutching his heart, his face was bloodless.

what?
Chen Yang defeated all the princes of Dijia who inherited martial arts?
It's also incredible.

"This--"

Qu Jianran, who was clutching his heart at the side, was so frightened that his face was pale and pale. He knew Di Jia's strength very well. Even if there were ten of them, he would not be Di Jia's opponent.

Di Jia can beat himself to death with one hand.

however--

In front of Chen Yang, he still failed to parry for a few rounds before losing.

I am afraid.

Really scary.

"The third son—"

"Tiga—"

Dio and two red-haired men stepped forward quickly, and the two men helped Di Jia up. Dio frowned and said, "How is it?"

"This kid, ahem—"

Before he finished speaking, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, and raised his hand to wipe the blood on his mouth. Di Jia, whose teeth were covered with blood, gritted his teeth and said, "This, this kid really has a trick, Second Prince , It seems that in this mortal world, there are indeed powerful people, but this person must not be allowed to live, and if he lives, it can only be a disaster."

"Hmph, let's not talk about whether he has strength or not. If he hurts you, he will die. Want to live? Absolutely impossible."

With a gloomy face and raised brows, Dio ordered to the two men with a sideways glance: "Jalan, Jiahong, you two, bring me the life of this trash."

"Yes, Second Prince."

Dior's voice fell, and the two nodded heavily. They turned around and looked at Chen Yang who had just lit a cigarette. The cold air rose directly, and his tone was quiet: "Boy, dare to hurt Dijia, the third son of the Di family, you, take Fate."