As a result, needless to say, Zhao Yun pressed the scar man to the ground in a few seconds.

He walked over in the early morning, looked at the scar man who was pressed by Zhao Yun, and then slapped him: "Didn't you say you want to remove my arm? Why? You can't be arrogant anymore?"

"You have the ability to fight one-on-one!" The scar man glared at Lingchen and said angrily.

"Okay, you will fight us one by one!" Ling Chen raised his eyelids and said contemptuously.

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"Hey, I'll give you a chance, you don't want it!" After Lingchen said that, he slapped again: "Tell me, who is your young master?"

"Hmph, I won't say anything if you beat me to death!" The scar man twisted his head, looking like he wanted to cut his knife and said, "I want to be cut into pieces."

"Damn, you're still stubborn, right?" Lingchen looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Brother Yun, where is your gun? Let's talk about it later."

"Brother, it's too urgent to come out, I forgot to bring it!" Zhao Yun looked at Lingchen with some embarrassment.

When the scar man heard what he said in the morning that he wanted to use a gun to make a few holes on his body, he was so scared that his face turned pale.

Who is this kid? He actually has a gun? In this era, there is very strict control over guns, and even imitation guns cannot be bought! Who is this kid?

"I didn't bring it. I still want to see you poked a few holes on him, but I'm sorry I can't see it!" Ling Chen shook his head helplessly, looking regretful.

"Have you brought your knife that cut a lot of people's heads?" Ling Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Yun.

When the scar man heard this, he almost cried and cut off many people's heads? Is this a killer? I...

"I didn't bring it." Zhao Yun shook his head again.

"Hey, do you understand if you have to carry these murderous things with you in the future?" Ling Chen looked at Zhao Yun with a look of regret.

"Oh, I know, I will definitely take it with you in the future!" Zhao Yun nodded, but then said, "Brother, I can kill him with one hand, so there is no need to be so troublesome!"

"This is not bad!" Lingchen was so happy when he heard this. Zhao Yun was quite good at cooperating.

The scar man fainted when he heard Zhao Yun's words.

"Zilong is amazing. You can make people faint with just a few words. Not bad, not bad." Looking at the scar man, she had fainted and gave Zhao Yun a thumbs up.

"Hehe, I learned from my elder brother!" Zhao Yun let go of the scar man and then touched the back of his head.

I..., my god, when did you learn from me? Am I that shameless?

"Hurry up, tie up all these people!" Lingchen didn't go to argue with Zhao Yun. After all, he was brought up by himself. His brothers still care about these things! He then educated him well after he went back.

Zhao Yun held a gangster in one hand, and then found a rope to tie them all together. In the early morning, he found another basin of water. Wow, all of these gangsters were awakened by cold water.

"How is it? Are you feeling good?" Lingchen watched those people wake up, and then sat on the chair of the scar man, crossing his legs.

"If anyone tells who sent you here, I will let you go, otherwise, I don't mind erasing you all!" Lingchen said so ruthlessly.

All the gangsters' eyes were on the Scar Man. At this time, Zhao Yun walked to the Scar Man with a steed stroll, and slapped him: "My elder brother is asking you!"

The scar man's mouth suddenly turned red, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and then he vomited a few yellow and orange teeth.

Brother Yun is still awesome. His hands are really strong. He can slap off several teeth of the scar man.

"What are you glaring!" Zhao Yun slapped again with a backhand.

Puff, a few more yellow and orange teeth fell off. Now his mouth was swollen and there was no difference between two pieces of fat on his face.

"If you say it or not, if you don't say it, I'm not as simple as slapping it!" Zhao Yun said viciously.

"Brother Yun, we can't be so cruel. We have to be gentle, how can we slap the slap? You see, you accidentally slap a few teeth, how can he eat in the future?"

When the other gangsters heard Lingchen's words, they nodded, saying that they were too humane, we should discuss things, so don't be so cruel! But the following words in Lingchen made them completely desperate.

"Be gentle and just turn him into a eunuch, and then take him to the Luoyang Palace!"

Zhao Yun nodded, then raised his feet and was about to step on the scar man's crotch.

"I said, I said!" The words in the scar man's mouth were vague, but I said these two words very clearly. He was sure that the man in the suit with long hair in front of him would definitely step on it.

"I've said I'd never suffered this crime!" After Lingchen finished speaking, he stood up, squatted in front of the scar man, looking at him and said, "Who is it?"

"It's the young master of the chairman of Jianren Group. He asked us to do it today!" After saying that, the scar man lowered his head helplessly.

Damn, Huang He! Before he could do anything with him, he actually wanted to move himself? He was impatient to live!

Lingchen suddenly stood up and then said to Zhao Yun: "You watch here first, I'll come when I go!"

In the early morning, I found the key to the van on these gangsters, then started the car, opened the navigation and drove towards my villa.

When I arrived at the villa, I got out of the car, put on clean gloves and took out a few antiques from the villa that I had traveled from the Three Kingdoms, loaded them into the car, and then drove to this old factory area!

I moved these things out of the car in the early morning and then let the antiques touch the fingerprints of these gangsters.

Then he took Zhao Yun out of the factory early in the morning and called Mr. Zhao with one phone call.

"Old Zhao, I found that someone was selling antiques from the late Eastern Han Dynasty. It was here. You should hurry up and let the people from the National Security Bureau come over. These people are criminals who resell cultural relics!"

"Ah? There are still people who dare to sell cultural relics. Don't worry, I'll rush over immediately!"

He called Mr. Zhao in the early morning and then thought about it. Mr. Zhao would definitely find that these things from the late Eastern Han Dynasty belonged to him. To be on the safe side, he edited the reason for the matter into a text message and sent it to Mr. Zhao.

"I understand!" Mr. Zhao replied to Lingchen in only two simple words.

In the early morning, he took Zhao Yun and got into a van to drive towards his villa.

"Brother, is this what appears in that video?" Zhao Yun looked at the view outside the window and asked to Xingchen.

"Yes, your elder brother's dream is to make your place look like this. Look at the people on the street, look at the people who dance square dance, and this is the real freedom."

"Well, brother, but, brother, why do you see how few women here wear you?"

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Chapter completed!