"Old Chen is in this room, my lord, let's go in!"

Zhang Zhen pointed to the iron gate at the end of the corridor, and smiled at Zhuo Wendao.

However, the moment Zhang Zhengang stepped forward, Zhuo Wen immediately held him back, and then the iron gate opened immediately, and more than 30 heavily armed soldiers walked out.

These soldiers held one-person-high explosion-proof shields and marched side by side. Sen Leng pointed their guns at Zhuo Wen and Zhang Zhen in the corridor.

Behind these armed policemen stood an energetic old man.

Although the old man's head is full of white hair, his eyes are full of sharpness, which is obviously a unique temperament formed by living in a high position for a long time.

Beside the old man is a charming secretary in uniform.

At this moment, the secretary was holding a folder in her hand, and looked at the armed police with a pretty pale face. She had just finished helping Mr. Chen with the documents, and when she was about to leave, she saw these armed police rushing out from another place.

Then, the secretary saw that these thirty or so armed police came out and only targeted an old man and an ordinary young man in front of them.

"Old Zhang?"

The secretary recognized the old man beside the young man, then looked at Old Chen beside him and said, "Old Chen, what happened? Why did the armed police come out?"

Mr. Chen patted his secretary on the shoulder, then walked a few steps slowly, looked at the young man beside Zhang Zhen and said, "You are Zhuowen? I heard that you stole my Kunlun Jade Pillar privately. You are very courageous." .�

Zhang Zhen was trembling with fright. He was not afraid of the armed police on the opposite side, but Zhuo Wen beside him.

He obviously wanted to bring Zhuo Wen to have a good talk with Mr. Chen, but he didn't expect Mr. Chen to summon the armed police to wait here.

Mr. Chen has a profound background and is connected with the General Secretary of Dongjiang Province, so he is naturally capable of mobilizing the armed police forces on the surface.

Zhang Zhen had talked with Mr. Chen before, and he had already said that this Zhuo Wen was not an ordinary person, but a fairy-like person, and a pistol was useless against such an existence.

During the call, Mr. Chen agreed wholeheartedly, but he didn't expect to play tricks.

"Old Chen, don't be impulsive, this is an existence you can't offend! You are asking for your own death!" Zhang Zhen trembled, and hurriedly said to Chen Lao who was behind the armed police.

Old Chen said disdainfully: "Zhang Zhen, what era is it now, what kind of god are you telling me, I think you have something wrong with your brain, right?"

When Zhang Zhen talked with him back then, Zhang Zhen had described that the so-called Zhuowen could withstand bullets without any damage. Old Chen sneered at this and didn't care at all.

In this modern society, there is no such person as Zhang Zhen mentioned, and Mr. Chen is even more disdainful of gods. It was just a fabrication in the minds of the ancients during the superstitious feudal period.

The secretary stood beside Mr. Chen, confused. She looked at Mr. Chen nervously and said, "Mr. Chen, you don't really intend to get rid of them, do you? This is a company!"

Old Chen snorted coldly, and said, "If they were sensible, I wouldn't order to shoot!"

Having said that, Mr. Chen looked at the young man in white beside Zhang Zhen, and said, "You are that Zhuowen, right? I don't care what method you use to snatch my Kunlun Jade Pillar. Now I will give you a chance to hand over that Kunlun Jade Pillar." Yuzhu, you still have a chance to live."

Zhang Zhen was anxious, and quickly explained to Zhuo Wen that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Zhuo Wen patted Zhang Zhen on the shoulder, indicating that he did not blame him, and then walked slowly towards Mr. Chen.

He could tell that Zhang Zhen hadn't lied to him, it should be that old Chen wanted to trap and kill him on his own initiative.

"Do you want to find death?"

Old Chen looked at the young man in white who was walking slowly, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were extremely unfriendly.

And the secretary standing next to Mr. Chen also looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief. Facing so many guns, how could this young man dare to move forward? Could it be that there is something wrong with his head?

It's a pity that Old Chen's words had no effect on Zhuo Wen, and Zhuo Wen still walked slowly.

Seeing that Zhuo Wen was about to approach the armed police, Mr. Chen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said, "Shoot!"

"Old Chen..."

The secretary looked at Mr. Chen in disbelief. This is a real person, Mr. Chen actually gave the order to shoot.

bang bang bang!

More than 30 dark and cold muzzles immediately fired dazzling sparks, and the gunshots resounded like thunder in the corridor.

Around the top floor of Jingye Building, there should be bulletproof devices and excellent sound insulation materials, so some bullets that missed only left bullet marks on the wall.

The coldness in Chen Lao's eyes was immediately replaced by shock, because he found that the young man in white who was in the center of the bullet fire did not stop at all.

And if you look carefully, you can see that there are invisible ripples defending one foot in front of the young man, resisting the bullets that fell in front of the young man.

Continuous bullets fell in front of the young man, and then the bullets fell down one after another, gathering into piles of bullets at the young man's feet. JrNovels.com