My Wife is a Beautiful CEO Chapter 888: [Sure to believe]

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Yang Chen took a look around, "If Yan Buwen doesn't understand ... Then Yang Lie, why not stay here to help you, did he leave early?"

"Who is Yang Lie? I don't know how?" Drogba asked with a sneer.

Yang Chen sighed, "It seems you are in a hurry to die, you thought that because Yan Buwen gave you some of that weird power, I can't kill you?"

"No, I don't think so", Drogba smiled darkly: "The clone with Divine Power is not your opponent, I just don't have Blood Race with Godhead, how can it be so stupid, so die for nothing? So In order to leave safely, I have a lot of skill/effort (kung fu). "

Yang Chen is not interested to listen to it, take a step and go to Drogba.

"Last time, I shot the clone three or four times before I was killed. How many times can you shoot me?"

Drogba remains motionless, said with a sneer: "Hades, don't you call home first, ask the situation?"

Yang Chen for a while, at home?

Yang Chen has arranged for the Seahawk squad to protect all the important people around oneself, including the oneself family. Of course, what else is missing?

"Believe it or not, if you want to do it, despite the coming, I'm dead, your family ... Hehe."

Yang Chen hesitated, this guy couldn't escape, so he pulled out the phone and dialed home.

Sounds before being picked up.

"Hey ..."

The voice of Guo Xuehua came from somewhat unnatural.

Yang Chen suddenly frowned, "Mom, what's wrong at home?"

Guo Xuehua took a deep breath, "Yang Chen, there is ... a foreigner who suddenly caught two unconscious people and then caught me and Yulan (magnolia). Fortunately Zhenxiu was not at home ... otherwise ... What the **** is going on? "

Yang Chen for a moment, two unconscious people? Could it be that the two members of Seahawk who were watching the situation at home were arrested! ?

Did Yan Buwen send another clone, but if it is not the clone who owns Godhead, how can they be unconscious without being alerted by Seahawk! ?

Can Yan Buwen really form a God Clan army? ?

After seeing Drogba's proud expression, Yang Chen complexion became cloudy for a while, and said, "Mom, you let that person answer the phone."

The call was forwarded, and a stupid voice of Yang Chen came out.

"Your Excellency Hades, remember me?"

"Mourinho!?"

Yang Chen flashed a bright light in my head, and I wanted to understand a lot of things at once!

Seeing all these Lilith not far away, seeing Yang Chen with such a stern expression, and hearing the word "Mourinho" again, full of doubts.

"Yes, it's me", the Mourinho on the phone was full of excited laughter, "I really want to thank you for letting me avoid the so-called nobles of the annoying Camarilla, so I came easily In your home. "

Yang Chen pinches the bridge of his nose. "Are you the same as them?"

"Bingo, congratulations, you got the answer right," Mourinho said proudly, "How about, is my acting skill exceptionally good? Last night you seemed to be impressed by my acting skills. I wanted to laugh at that time, It's hard to bear. "

Yang Chen's face was completely gloomy down, as if the whole person was caught in a thick black cloud.

Lilith couldn't help but ask: "Your Excellency Hades, isn't that Mourinho the pariah you let us specifically let go, what happened to him?"

While Yang Chen speaks, Drogba scorns the truth: "Let me tell you, Lilith chick. Then Mourinho performed a perfect Shakespeare tragedy under our great Hades eyelids. For a human woman he loves, He worked hard to get revenge, and pretended to be used by others without knowing the secret ...

Why, our Your Excellency Hades, I still believe that, to be precise, someone is too simple, how can they believe that Blood Race will have feelings for a human being slut? Haha! The singer Lu Yao was actually a blood slave that's all maintained by Mourinho. It was Mourinho that killed Lu Yao at the venue. He said that he would avenge Lu Yao ...

In the eyes of countless people, maybe that woman is a dazzling star, but in our eyes Blood Race, she is just a poor worm that longs for eternal life, and death can cause you some trouble.

Lilith was shocked and looked at Yang Chen in disbelief. She never expected that Yang Chen was used by them!

Yang Chen clenched his fist tightly, his scalp was constantly numb ...

No wonder the Seahawk team's perception turned out to be Blood Race. No matter it was stealth or hypnosis, it was enough to beat the Seahawk team secretly, which is not surprising.

What makes Yang Chen most angry is because own has a little bit of good intentions that made the other party juggle! ? Let the real murderer and the enemy go under your eyes! ?

"Can I go now?"

Drogba shrugged, grinning, "I don't think Your Excellency Hades will kill my life because of killing me, right?"

Drogba and Mourinho are obviously very detailed. As soon as Drogba runs away, Mourinho will also go with Guo Xuehua and the others. As long as they are not caught by Yang Chen immediately, with their ability, there is Yan Buwen to help in secret. Even if the Lilith uses a dedicated tracking instrument, it may not be found.

At the same time, the captured Guo Xuehua and Wang Yulan will be the hostages to effectively control Yang Chen.

To this day, Yang Chen keeps his head down and does not speak.

Lilith saw this and persuaded: "Your Excellency Hades, it's over, let him live for a while. The other is cunning, it's not your fault. Don't let your family get hurt."

Yang Chen still doesn't respond, as if in a way of contemplation.

Lilith thought that Yang Chen was still engaged in ideological struggle. The charming face was full of worries. "Your Excellency Hades, don't be impulsive! Drogba is not an ordinary Blood Race. He is the son of Prince Zmitchy Clan Raphael. In fact, killing him might have led to The hostility of Prince Raphael, we Camarilla originally had a fight with Sabat, so it doesn't matter. My father said that Prince Raphael of Zmitchy Clan is the most powerful deep and unmeasurable in Blood Race third generation Blood Race, so think twice ... "

Suddenly, Yang Chen raised the head.

Yang Chen's eyes don't have the slightest anger and annoyance, some are just a hint of helplessness and emotion.

"Lilith", Yang Chen Yun Danfeng smiled lightly: "Thank you for your comfort, but I don't need it. Maybe I have felt too much warmth in recent days, and forgot that some creatures are cold-blooded. It's ... "

"Huh?" Lilith didn't understand what Yang Chen was talking about.

Yang Chen showed a wicked smile and said to Drogba: "Do you know, you have a fatal mistake ..."

Drogba saw Yang Chen with such an unusual look, he was already full of confusion. At the moment, he suddenly asked consciously, "What's wrong?"

Yang Chen scratched his hair, "In fact, I can't blame you ... I try not to do that in order not to be struck by lightning ... But there is nothing I can do now, I have to use more cultivation level ..."

"Somehow, what the **** are you talking about, bluff? Don't be kidding!" Drogba sneered, tearing off his torn already shirt, turned around, and strode away in the direction of parking. Dare to do it. Once my vitality is too weak, Mourinho will immediately sense through the Blood Technique's contact mark, and your family will die immediately. Okay ... I have no time to waste time with you on boring games. "

"This is not a game ..."

Yang Chen murmured, the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!

The moving Drogba just had a cool head, and it was too late to respond. The big hand of Yang Chen already slaps his head into his chest!

After all, Drogba's body is much stronger than the previous Lafayette. The same force was not shattered into pieces!

But Rao is so, the vitality of Drogba is also almost cut off in a short time!

Lilith exclaimed, Drogba was so deformed and distorted, doesn't it mean that Mourinho will play assassin with Yang Chen family! ? Does this man intend to give up his biological mother! ?

But she was obviously wrong!

Yang Chen just pressed half of Drogba into the sand, and the figure already disappeared from the sea again!

Almost at the same time, in the Western Suburbs villa, a hand protruded from the void grasped the neck of Mourinho severely!