Chapter 200

And in the center of the crack, there is a hole, and bricks have already flown into the car.

"Gah!"

The tires slid across the ground with a screeching grinding sound, and the Lexus slowly came to a halt on the side of the road.

A middle-aged figure stepped out of the car, stared at Samba with a gloomy face, and then stepped forward.

This middle-aged man was the first master sent by the Yang family to assassinate Yang Chen, Qian Biao.

The moment he got out of the car, Samba felt a powerful murderous aura rushing towards his face, and Samba's expression instantly became very solemn, and he knew in his heart that this middle-aged man was a master.

"You were sent by Yang Chen?"

Qian Biao easily guessed Samba's purpose.

Samba glanced at Qian Biao coldly: "If you want to kill Mr. Yang, you are also worthy?" ”

When the words fell, Samba had already punched Qian Biao.

"I can't help myself!"

Qian Biao said indifferently, not feeling Samba's killing intent at all, just slowly walking forward.

In the next second, Samba had already rushed over and threw a punch.

"Bang!"

Between the lightning and flint, Qian Biao suddenly stretched out an arm and grabbed Samba's fist violently.

Samba's face changed greatly, how much power was used in this punch, he knew very well, but now he was easily blocked by the other party, it can be imagined that the opponent's strength is far above him.

"With only this bit of strength, dare to stop me?"

Qian Biao sneered, and a silver dagger suddenly appeared in his other hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed directly at Samba's neck.

Samba didn't expect that the other party would be a cold weapon as soon as he made a move, and a strong sense of crisis struck, and he swung out with another punch.

"Bang!"

Samba's fist hit Qian Biao's wrist, but it only slightly changed the trajectory of the dagger, and it still couldn't stop him from killing himself.

At the moment when he saw that the dagger was about to pierce Samba's neck, suddenly a figure suddenly came.

"Get out of here!"

Ma Chao, who had been hiding in the dark, was like a beast out of the cage, and punched Qian Biao in the chest.

Qian Biao only felt that his chest was hit by a powerful force, and he retreated seven or eight steps in a row before stopping.

Samba saw Ma Chao and took a big breath, just a little bit, he was about to be killed.

"You're no match for him, dodge!"

Ma Chao said a word to Samba, his eyes staring at Qian Biao tightly.

Qian Biao in front of him, even Ma Chao, can feel a sense of crisis, you can imagine how strong the other party is.

Qian Biao's body was full of qi and blood, his eyes were full of horror, Ma Chao's punch actually knocked him back seven or eight steps.

"Who are you?"

Qian Biao adjusted his state slightly, and suddenly spoke.

"The dignified strong man in the north actually started an assassination, you are not worthy of the word north."

Ma Chao's face was cold, from the time Qian Biao made his move, he had already recognized the other party's assassination technique, which was from the northern border.

Hearing Ma Chao's words, Qian Biao trembled and looked shocked: "You, who are you?" ”