"By the way, Mr. Ye!"

Qin Menghan remembered another thing: "The two cars chasing you on the coastal avenue tonight are not from the Wang family."

"It's Zhen Long's people."

"I heard that after they fell into the sea, Zhen Long was very angry and had sent Yang Qian to deal with you."

"You must be careful when you get in and out recently. Yang Qian is not a simple person."

"Yang Qian!?"

Ye Hao was very interested: "Who is he?"

"It is said that he was once the Gun God of the US Delta Force, and his use of various firearms is superb!"

"After retiring, he was invited by Zhen Long for a high price to help him solve some obstacles."

"After all, this Yang Qian has a diplomatic license, and even if something happens, it will not be implicated in Zhen Long."

"Over the years, countless people have died at Yang Qiang's hands."

Ye Hao thought for a while and said, "Yang Qian is not his real name, right?"

Qin Menghan said: "No, this should be his code name. As for what his real name is, no one knows."

"Next, I will make people pay attention to his whereabouts and report it to you as soon as there is news."

Ye Hao nodded slightly, and was about to say something else, but suddenly, his eyelids jumped slightly.

I saw the intersection that was about to leave the city, and I don’t know when there was an extra middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a tuxedo and a top hat on his head. Although his face was not exposed, he could see his golden hair.

At this moment, he was holding a hunting parallel bar firearm, and was stuffing ammunition at will.

interesting!

Ye Hao suddenly laughed and said lightly: "No need to look for his whereabouts anymore, he has come to the door."

After saying that, Ye Hao hung up the phone and then hit the accelerator. In an instant, the roaring Lamborghini rushed forward.

The distance between the two sides was not far away, and the car suddenly accelerated and got closer in an instant.

However, just as he was about to hit the other party, the man in the tuxedo shook the firearm in his hand and pointed it at the position of the wheel with a shot.

"Bang--"

Lamborghini's left front wheel exploded, and the car instantly spinned in place.

Ye Hao had untied his seat belt and punched the skylight above his head.

At the moment the glass was broken, Ye Hao came out one after another.

Almost at the same time, the opponent's second shot was already in the driver's seat.

Ye Hao lightly tapped his toes and retreated toward the rear.

Lamborghini had completely lost control and directly hit the flowerbed on the roadside, making a huge sound.

Not far away, the man in the tuxedo lit a cigar and walked forward leisurely.

However, while walking, he swung his right hand and had already replaced two lead bullets.

When the firearm pointed at him again, Ye Hao spoke with interest: "Yang Qian?"

"Do you know me?" The other party spoke lightly, using the standard Daxia language, but with a bit of American accent, it seemed a bit weird.

"It seems that you know the prince very well and have done a lot of homework!"

Yang Qian was not too surprised that Ye Hao could recognize him. After all, if he didn't even have this ability, Ye Hao would not be qualified to let him take action.

Looking at Ye Hao with a squinted eyes, Yang Qian said lightly: "So, my brothers before were all dead at your hands?"

"Who do you think of falling into the sea?" Ye Hao shrugged, "They don't have good skills and fall into the devil's triangle area. Who can I blame?"

"I can only blame them for their bad luck."


Chapter completed!