Chapter 857

At the moment when Yang Chen raised his head, a powerful coercion came to his face.

Huang Tianxing couldn't help but tremble, at this moment, he seemed to be facing not a human being, but a demon from hell.

As long as he moves, it is his own death!

It was under such a powerful coercion that Huang Tianxing finally compromised, gritted his teeth and said, "Bring people out!" ”

The moment he roared these words, Huang Tianxing suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the pressure on his shoulders disappeared completely.

A soft smile appeared on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth, and he slowly spoke: "Master Huang, you saved yourself and the Huang family!" ”

Huang Tianxing didn't speak, just snorted coldly, and said lightly: "I just don't want to cause trouble, don't think I'm afraid of you, so I will compromise with you." ”

Yang Chen smiled and said nothing, this is the excuse that the loser made for himself.

Soon, a thin figure was brought out.

"Irene!"

The moment he saw her, Ma Chao was suddenly excited, and hurriedly ran up.

In public, he hugged Erin tightly into his arms.

For Ma Chao's hug, Erin only took it for a moment, and did not stop it, letting Ma Chao hold her, but a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After a long time, Erin was a little out of breath when she was hugged by Ma Chao, so she pushed Ma Chao away coquettishly, and said angrily: "I just played in the Huang family for a while, look at your unproductive appearance." ”

"Hey, hey!"

Ma Chao smirked, rubbed his somewhat red eyes, and said excitedly: "Brother Chen has already helped me propose to your father, I think, this time, your father will definitely agree to be together!" ”

Erin said angrily: "You haven't pursued me much yet, just want to marry me so easily?" ”

Ma Chao touched his head and said with an embarrassed expression: "Don't worry, I won't let you down!" ”

"Look at your stupid look!"

Erin Jiao glared at Ma Chao, but her eyes were full of emotion.

She suddenly looked at Yang Chen again, two good-looking dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, I'm sorry for you!" ”

Yang Chen smiled: "Since you're fine, then hurry up and take Ma Chao back to Ai's house!" I think this time, the Ai family should not refuse you to be together again. ”

"Brother Chen, what about you?" Ma Chao asked.

Yang Chen glanced at Huang Tianxing, who had an ugly face, and said to Ma Chao: "I'll talk to the head of the Huang family about something, you guys go first!" ”

Ma Chao seemed to think of something, and nodded hurriedly.

In this world, he has not seen anyone who can threaten Yang Chen.

The Huang family is indeed not qualified to threaten Yang Chen's life, and Ma Chao doesn't need to worry about anything for Yang Chen.

"Huang family master, let's talk?"

After Ma Chao and Erin left hand in hand, Yang Chen looked at Huang Tianxing with a smile and said.

Huang Tianxing snorted coldly: "Do you think there is anything to talk about between us?" ”

"Of course!"

Yang Chen smiled lightly: "As one of the eight gates of Yandu, the Huang family controls supreme power in Yandu, how can there be nothing to talk about?" ”

Huang Tianxing gritted his teeth with hatred for Yang Chen's fearless appearance, but he also knew that since he had chosen to compromise, even if he was unhappy with Yang Chen, he had to endure it.

"You come with me!"

After a moment of hesitation, Huang Tianxing spoke.

Follow Huang Tianxing and go all the way to the innermost mansion.

"This is Picasso's real 'Life'."

"This is the work of Jéon Miró, one of the great geniuses of twentieth-century painting and surrealist painting."

"And this painting, it's an authentic painting by Paul Cézanne!"

"I really didn't expect that so many shocks would be in your hands, Huang Family Master, it's really amazing!"

After Yang Chen entered the mansion, his eyes looked around, especially the authentic works of those painting masters around the walls, which made Yang Chen couldn't help but admire.

Huang Tianxing was slightly surprised, these works in his collection did not have any remarks in the scroll, but Yang Chen was able to say the names and painters of these authentic works in one mouth.

This made him even more curious about Yang Chen, a young man under the age of thirty, with incomparable strength, as well as super high intelligence, and also knew something about painting.

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