Chapter 1531 - 1529: Blitzkrieg

Chapter 1531: Chapter 1529: Blitzkrieg

"We’re all brothers! We’re all brothers! Put the stuff down!" Yang Chen shouted.

"Let this bastard put it down first! I fucking want to shoot him now!" The guy shouted, looking fierce, ready to rush in for a fight.

"Okay, okay! I’ll have him put it down first!" Yang Chen said to the man, "You put it down first. If he dares to shoot, I’ll cover you!"

It seemed the person Yang Chen was impersonating had a pretty high credibility in this group, so his words carried weight.

The man hesitated for a moment before gradually lowering his weapon.

Seeing this, Yang Chen couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and winked at the man.

This gave the guy a way out, and he reluctantly put his stuff away, cursing under his breath.

"Alright! We’re all brothers. Let’s not fuss like this; it’ll hurt our bonds!" Yang Chen said, calming both parties down.

Both sides trusted Yang Chen and stopped pursuing the matter further.

After pacifying them, Yang Chen had each of them chug a bottle.

He glanced at the time; it was about right.

Because of the incident, the four of them weren’t in the mood for barbecue anymore, so they returned to continue their patrol.

Yang Chen remained expressionless.

Their leader asked, "Where’s Lao Si?"

"He went to sleep. He drank a bit too much today," Yang Chen replied.

They all laughed heartily, "This guy can’t hang! He’s down with just a bit of booze!"

"Exactly, no idea what he’s been up to lately, but his tolerance has dropped!" Yang Chen joked along.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from the original spot.

"Huh? What’s going on?" The four immediately turned on their flashlights and looked over.

They saw several armored vehicles rushing towards them at high speed.

"Not good!" The four exclaimed in shock.

They realized that the enemy had arrived!

But before they could react, they felt a sweetness in their throats.

A sharp blade had already sliced through their throats.

"Ack, ack, ack!" They couldn’t voice any words.

They were stunned to find Yang Chen standing in front of them with a knife.

All four of them widened their eyes.

"Weren’t... we brothers?" one of them struggled to shout.

Yang Chen coldly laughed, ripping off his special mask, and said chillingly, "Your brothers have already been buried by me!"

"You..." Furious with anger, the four people spewed blood like columns.

Yang Chen expressionlessly snatched the weapons from their hands, watching as they, in hopeless struggle, slowly lost their lives.

Silently and stealthily eliminated four people. By then, the team had arrived and blocked all exits.

Dongzi came over to Yang Chen, glanced at the four people on the ground, and gave Yang Chen a thumbs up, "Old ginger is still spicier!"

"You’re picking up good phrases. Let’s go! Let’s topple their lair!" Yang Chen laughed heartily.

"Let’s go!" Dongzi, excited, signaled, and the team charged into the mine.

The mine was brightly lit inside, day or night.

These people worked tirelessly, in shifts around the clock.

Yang Chen and Dongzi headed straight for the security personnel’s break room, killing those still in their sleep, straight in their cradles!

After that, the remaining technical staff faced an overwhelming onslaught.

The fate of those who resisted needs no words.

As for the others, they were all captured and taken away.

A lightning-fast operation, completed from start to finish in only an hour.

On the way back, Dongzi exclaimed, "A blitzkrieg is satisfying, absolute dominance!"

Yang Chen glanced sideways, "You only find it satisfying?"

"Well, there’s certainly also learning involved!" Dongzi shrugged his shoulders nervously.

"Write me a 2000-word summary report and another 2000-word learning report!" Yang Chen said coldly.

"Yes!" Dongzi, though slightly upset, understood Yang Chen’s intention; it was a punishment for his lack of thoroughness, incomplete planning, impulsive actions, and other behaviors.

Upon returning to the base, Yang Chen said to Dongzi, "I’ll leave the rest to you. I’m heading back. Report to me after you’re done!"

"Yes!" Dongzi responded solemnly.

Yang Chen nodded, got into a Mustang, and drove off with a neat tail flick.

On the road, Yang Chen checked his phone and saw a message from Ye Xin.

"I’m back, where are you?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, replied, "Almost home!"

Just after putting down his phone, Yang Chen heard a roar beside his car.

He turned his head to see the car next to him accelerating and speeding off.

Yang Chen looked puzzled. What’s going on?

Yang Chen ignored it as the curve ahead required a turn.

But within two minutes, that car caught up again, overtook Yang Chen, and blocked his speed, flashing its lights repeatedly in a provocative manner.

"Ran into a racer!" Yang Chen said, distressed.

He just wanted to get home to his wife and wasn’t interested in any racing nonsense.

Immediately, Yang Chen floored the gas pedal and sped away.

Blazing forward.

The person in the Maserati was dumbfounded.

She only saw the other side accelerating with one step, a flash of red, and they were gone. By the time she tried to catch up, it was too late.

"Who the hell is this master?" The female driver took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes, and exclaimed in astonishment.

She had been chasing at full speed but could still only see the tail lights of the other car, not even remembering the license plate number clearly.

"It’s just a Mustang! Yet it’s driving like F1! Amazing!" The female driver was full of admiration.

Her skin was as fair as jade, lips red as blood, truly very beautiful.

But it was hard to imagine such a woman had a passion for racing!

Immediately, the female driver took out her phone and made a call, "Hey! Help me track a black Mustang! Yes! Tonight’s, I could only see its tail lights! I need the information within an hour!"

After hanging up, she chased after Yang Chen’s car once more in the direction it disappeared.

In the garage.

Yang Chen parked the car and hurriedly went into the living room.

Ye Xin was already waiting in the living room. Seeing Yang Chen return, she smiled slightly, "Go take a shower first, you smell!"

Yang Chen sniffed himself and indeed found the stench of smoke and alcohol, along with a smoky barbecue smell. He smiled slightly and went to shower and change clothes.

When he returned, Ye Xin had already cut some watermelon.

"Have some watermelon. Coming back so late, you must be tired, right?" Ye Xin said with a smile.

Yang Chen, flattered, quickly sat down, "Not tired! Not tired at all!"

"Not tired, huh? Then mop the floor first. It hasn’t been done all day!" Ye Xin said coldly.

Yang Chen was startled, not daring to eat the watermelon.

"What’s going on now?" Yang Chen asked quickly.

Ye Xin’s cold eyes glanced at him, "Do you really not know what you’ve done?"

"I haven’t done anything!" Yang Chen felt wronged.