Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

Li Meizi didn't speak. After all, she had already seen Luo Chen's methods.

Naturally, he wasn't worried at all. Instead, it was Jiang Yihong himself who should be worried.

When the others saw Luo Chen standing up and walking out at this moment, they all started talking.

"He doesn't want to run away, does he?"

"I just paid attention at the door. It was too late. Jiang Yihong's people should have arrived." Someone sneered.

"It's a pity that we won't do it here." Some people wanted to watch the fun, but they also knew that Jiang Yihong would probably do it on the road.

When Luo Chen walked out, sure enough, there was a car parked not far away.

Luo Chen took out his phone, and within two minutes, a commercial vehicle drove over. Luo Chen got into the commercial vehicle and left.

But as soon as the commercial vehicle left, there was another car behind it, following closely behind the commercial vehicle.

"Go to a place with few people." Luo Chen said while sitting in the car.

The commercial vehicle directly followed Luo Chen's instructions and drove to a sparsely populated road.

Finally, we drove directly onto a section of road that was about to be repaired. There were almost no other vehicles on this road, it was pitch black, and even the street lights were missing.

As for the car following behind, Jiang Yihong was sitting in the car, looking at the killer in front of him, and then at the business car in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Just in front." As soon as Jiang Yihong said these words, the killer rushed up with his car and forced Luo Chen's business car to stop on the roadside.

Jiang Yihong is not worried at all about this killer. He has already seen the horror of this killer.

Therefore, killing Luo Chen tonight is a sure thing.

Luo Chen's business car was forced to stop, Luo Chen rolled down the window, and Jiang Yihong also sneered and rolled down the window.

"Have you called your home to prepare for the funeral?" Jiang Yihong sneered and looked at Luo Chen.

"In Yanjing, I want to kill you, I want to kill you, no one can save you!" A trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of Jiang Yihong's mouth.

"The woman who touches me dares to scold me in front of everyone. I want to see how you come back alive today?"

"Do it!" As soon as Jiang Yihong said these words, he did not move as he expected.

Instead, the killer handed the gun to Jiang Yihong.

"Dear, Mr. Jiang, would you like to try the thrill of killing someone?"

Jiang Yihong was stunned by these words.

"You only need to experience it once, and you will fall in love with this feeling just like me. How about it?"

Jiang Yihong was moved by these words, but he was still a little scared.

"Dear Mr. Jiang, believe me, you will enjoy the pleasure of killing people you hate with your own hands." After the other party said this, he handed the gun in again.

Jiang Yihong hesitated for a moment, then finally took the gun, then stretched it out from the car window and pointed it at Luo Chen's head.

This distance was so close that he almost put his gun into the opponent's car.

Jiang Yihong showed a hint of pleasure and a sneer on his face.

Luo Chen was still sitting there without moving.

But Jiang Yihong whispered to Luo Chen, "Go to hell!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Two gunshots rang out in the empty night, and there were even echoes.

In Luo Chen's car, Jiang Yihong looked at the other person's head and exploded half of it.

Then Jiang Yihong burst into laughter with excitement and trembling.

"Hahaha, it's great, it's really great!"

"Peter, you're right. Killing someone with your own hands is really great. I fucking love this feeling." The surge of adrenaline made Jiang Yihong's hands still tremble uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, this is what you get for offending me." Jiang Yihong sneered.

But the door of the commercial vehicle opposite opened, and then a body was pushed out.

The moment the body was pushed down, Jiang Yihong's head buzzed.

Then he opened the car door as quickly as possible and jumped out.

The body was still warm and was still bleeding after being pushed down.

But this person was not Luo Chen, but someone whom Jiang Yihong knew very well.

Even this person is so familiar that he can no longer be familiar with him.

Jiang Yifei, his cousin who grew up with him and had a very close relationship with him!

Jiang Yifei went to Xiangxi some time ago. It is said that something happened and provoked the young master from East China.

Then Jiang Yifei called and everyone went to the Diamond Gate of Jiugong Mountain.

Just yesterday, he heard that Jiang Yifei called his uncle to report that he was safe.

How is it possible to be here now?

Although half of his head was blown off, he still knew that it was definitely Jiang Yifei, there was no mistake about it!

"What, what, what's going on here?" Jiang Yihong was scared now.

Could it be that his cousin was also in the car just now and he missed the shot?

No, it's impossible, he was clearly targeting Luo Chen.

There was absolutely nothing wrong with that, he could swear to God.

At this moment when he was panicking, Luo Chen slowly got out of the business car.

"Oh, what a tragedy in the world. My cousin killed my cousin." Luo Chen shook his head, as if he was really sorry, but there was a trace of mockery on his face.

"We are born from the same roots, so why rush each other?" After Luo Chen got out of the car, Master Zhang also got out of the car.

"No, I didn't kill him, I didn't, it was you I wanted to kill, it was you!"

"Bata."

"Bata!"

Jiang Yihong pointed the gun at Luo Chen and fired two more shots, but the sound was empty. Apparently there were only two bullets in the gun.

"You fired the gun and you killed the person, so why are you making excuses?"

"It's so cruel. One shot to the head. I can swear that the moment he saw you pointing the gun at your head in the car, he shed tears and was still so sad before he died." Master Zhang knelt down and took a look. There is also Yu Wen’s Jiang Yifei.

"No, it's not me!" Jiang Yihong shouted.

"Peter, quickly, kill them both!" Jiang Yihong shouted.

"Mr. Jiang, what nonsense are you talking about?" The killer also got out of the car.

"You clearly want me to kill the person who is dead now. He is already dead." Peter looked at Jiang Yihong with a sneer.

"When will I?"

"Before you asked me, you made it very clear that you were dissatisfied that your cousin might take power in the Jiang family in the future, so you asked me to kill him!" Peter said, holding his arms.

"I didn't expect that you actually asked me to get a gun in the end and wanted to do it myself." Peter showed a surprised expression.

"Fart, I clearly asked you to kill this person!" The more Jiang Yihong thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Mr. Jiang, you can't change your target temporarily. As killers, we have to make do with our credibility." Peter sneered.

"Besides, you killed the person yourself."

"You gave me the gun because you wanted me to experience it."

"Only your fingerprints are on the gun!" Peter sneered again, which made Jiang Yihong drop the gun on the ground.

Peter's hands were in white gloves.

"No, this is a trap, this is a conspiracy!"

"You'd better explain this to your uncle. Do you think he believes it?" Luo Chen sneered.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yihong was furious instantly.