"Do you know that three of the four great earls of your Po Qing Society died, and without exception, they all died at my hands!"

"Do you know that all the dead soldiers in Cyprus have surrendered to me?"

"You are just a scholar. If you dare to point a gun at me, are you really afraid that I will twist your head off and find another opportunity to kill your parents who were born as knights?"

Chen Zhimin's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fierce look was revealed in an instant!

He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "No matter what you say is true or false, if you dare to threaten me with my family, you should die!"

Having said that, he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly took action, grabbed the gun in his hand, and pressed the hammer on the back of the pistol with his thumb to apply a little force.

Snap!

The gun didn't fire, but the alloy hammer had broken off!

Without the hammer, the pistol lost the key component for firing the bullet primer. Even if Chen Zhimin kept pulling the trigger hard, the pistol could not fire at all.

He never dreamed that Ye Chen would have such strength!

The hammer made of alloy can be broken directly with just one finger!

At this moment, he was suddenly terrified!

You know, these scholars, in order to avoid exposing their identities to the greatest extent, have not been allowed to practice martial arts since they were young.

Their mission is to study, study and study again to ensure that they can be admitted to any top university in the world.

In this way, they can easily sneak into any family, and even the An family will not notice anything unusual about them.

And this means that Chen Zhimin is a useless waste.

In front of Ye Chen, without a gun, he could only surrender.

So, he immediately put on a frightened face, threw the pistol into the back seat, raised his hands and said to Ye Chen: "Chen'er... don't get me wrong... although I am a scholar of the Po Qing Society, but I... ...But I am really wholeheartedly devoted to Anjia...Your aunt and I also truly love each other..."

Ye Chen sneered: "After I killed so many people from the Po Qing Society, you still tell me such nonsense, do you think I will believe it? Are you overestimating your eloquence or underestimating my IQ? "

Chen Zhimin cried bitterly and said: "Chen'er... since you know Po Qinghui, you know that I am also forced to have no choice! Growing up, we can only do whatever the British master says, and we will do whatever we slack off. It will lead to death, let alone resistance..."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "No need to work in vain. After today, you will die. I will kill you with my own hands, and Uncle Zhongyong upstairs will give Wu Feiyan a grand welcome gift with your two heads!"

When Chen Zhimin heard this, he immediately said hysterically: "If you kill me, your aunt will not forgive you! Your cousin will not forgive you! Your grandfather will not forgive you! He treats me as his own child and treats me as My dear, if you kill me, how can he bear it at such an old age?"

Ye Chen smiled calmly: "Not long ago, I sent a message to my grandpa. He told me that if you can kill, you will kill. So today, you must die! In addition, the An family will not help others do evil. If my aunt knows your true identity, she will I won�t have any kind thoughts towards you. As for my cousin I�ve never met before, if she thinks I�m the enemy who killed her father, she can seek revenge from me in the future.� JrNovels.com