My Beautiful Agent Wife

Chapter 237 You must die!

Lin Chen's figure, like a ghost who walks with him, is like an elves everywhere, constantly moving and flashing in the field. The remaining children of the Qiao family didn't have time to make any resistance, and they turned into stiff corpses, all falling into the field.

Among the children of the Qiao family who were still standing on the yacht deck, besides Qiao's third child, there was one.

This person was the executioner who attacked Su Qing with rockets from behind!

Lin Chen left him for the end.

This man was in his forties, and although his strength was not weak, he had been shattered in such a **** and violent scene, and he had already lost his fighting spirit as a warrior.

He trembled, his legs swayed again and again, and under the pressure of Lin Chen's steps, he actually sat down.

"Don't... don't kill me! Third brother, save me!"

The real death is coming, and this person's mind is blank, just keep calling Qiao's third child.

The horror faced by this man, Qiao's third son felt the same. But when he just wanted to rescue him, he heard Lin Chen shout:

"Don't move! It's your turn after a while!"

With a loud roar, the third son of Qiao really didn't dare to do any more actions. In his heart, he was also shocked and anxious.

Damn it! The Qiao family was closely watched by the Ye family and the Su family, and the Xia family and other aristocratic families also targeted us. Otherwise, how could our Qiao family only send this person?

If those old monsters from Qiao’s family randomly come out to a town, do I still have to worry about this brat!

Youngest Qiao felt Lin Chen's strong killing intent and couldn't help but sigh.

But when he stopped, Lin Chen had already jumped behind the only Qiao family kid, and then pinched his neck from the back and lifted him up.

The children of the Qiao family in midair stared at his legs constantly, but he still couldn't get rid of the clutches behind him.

"If you have the courage to shoot at people, don't you have the courage to bear my punishment? Huh, aristocratic family? An ancient family? Bah! A courage! If you still have the courage to punch me, maybe I will give you a happy...

Now, go to kneel and confess in front of Sister Qing! When I went to hell, I remember my name was... Lin Chen! "

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Chen leaped forward holding him and returned to the shallows.

Then he jumped vertically and took the man back to the pit.

Su Qing was dying at this time, her vision was blurred.

She only dimly saw a young man with silver hair, carrying a figure, and came to her.

"Sister Qing, this is the murderer who killed you. Before you die, I will let him kneel and confess to you!"

Click!

Lin Chen kicked hard from behind and directly broke the knee joint of the man, turning him into a kneeling position, kneeling in front of Su Qing.

Immediately afterwards, he used a martial art he rarely used on this person's arms, wrists, shoulders, etc.: Bone Claws!

The sound of broken bones was harsh and ear-piercing, this person kept screaming, life is better than death!

After Lin Chen stopped, there was not a single bone in this person's whole body!

"Sister Qing, wait for me, there is still a mastermind on the yacht. Solve him...I will accompany you again."

Su Qing wanted to say something, but she was already weak. Tears ooze from the corners of her eyes, but there is a smile on the corners of her mouth.

She is already satisfied to spend the rest of her time with this dearest brother...

The youngest Joe on the yacht, knowing that the silver-haired young man would never let him go, so just as he ran back to the shallows, he raised a bazooka and aimed it at the pit.

The moment he pulled the trigger, the silver-haired figure soared into the sky, threw something in the air, and flew straight towards the third son of Qiao!

what?

Elder Qiao was shocked and immediately dropped the rocket launcher and rolled to the side.

At this time, he saw two thin silver needles on the ground!

When he raised his head again, the silver-haired figure was already standing three meters in front of him.

And Lin Chen, who overused the power of silver hair, finally ushered in that powerful side effect.

With a snort, a mouthful of scarlet spurted from his mouth.

The third son of Qiao thought that he was definitely not the man's opponent, and he had already retreated in his heart, but he was immediately happy when he saw the silver-haired man spit out a mouthful of blood for no reason.

"Hahaha... I also said that you stinky boy are so amazing! Your silver hair... should be a hidden power? Or is it the result of drug stimulation? Use too much, have side effects?

Hey, you have enough power, now it's mine! "

The youngest Qiao has a lot of experience and rich experience in battle. He only squinted a hurried glance, and then he noticed Lin Chen's problem.

I have to admit that he matches the word "master".

In a master match, naturally, there can be no mistakes.

Knowing that "the opportunity is not to be missed, the loss will never come again", Qiao's youngest man immediately urged his internal energy, raised his fists, and slammed against Lin Chen's temples!

Qiao Lao San's fighting spirit reached its peak in an instant.

His pair of fists is exactly the "tiger bite fist" passed down by the Qiao family for thousands of years.

His fists are like a tiger descending down the mountain with its big mouth open and sharp teeth. He vowed not to stop without crushing Lin Chen's head!

This is the full blow of Qiao's third child.

It is also what he thinks is a must.

but……

When his fists hit Lin Chen's temple by half a minute, thirty-two palm shadows suddenly appeared.

With unparalleled power, these palm shadows swept across the chest of Qiao's third child!

Dumen Thirty-two!

Oldest Qiao’s fist hit Lin Chen’s vitals, but his chest also turned into a hornet's nest full of fist marks under the invincible Dumen Thirty-two pose!

The two flew away at the same time.

Some collapsed Lin Chen slammed into the guardrail and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

After all, Qiao's youngest tiger fist is an ancient martial skill that has been passed down for thousands of years, and its power cannot be underestimated. Coupled with his repeated battles and excessive use of silver-haired power, Lin Chen was already seriously injured under the double blow.

But after looking at the situation of Qiao's third child, Lin Chen, who was a little unstable, smiled with satisfaction.

All of Qiao's ribs were shattered. Although he tried to protect his heart, his internal organs were also severely damaged, so he couldn't refine his internal energy at all.

Now he is deeply trapped in the guardrail, and the signs of life begin to dissipate at a speed that can be discerned by the naked eye...

By now, the third son of Qiao had to use the last means of life-saving: he also had a gas storage pendant on his chest!

Lin Chen held up his sight from a distance and immediately raised his hand with a wave, and the two silver needles had penetrated the lanyard of the gas-storing pendant.

Cang Dang.

The jade pendant fell to the ground.

The youngest Joe, who could not move, lost his last chance to survive.

"You...you dare to kill me?"

Up to this moment, the third son of Qiao still couldn't believe what was happening before him.

"You **** it, so...you must die."