Chapter 70

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Since only the Vietnamese could understand the Vietnamese being spoken, Yang Chen spoke without reservation: "Find a more secluded corner, and I'll tell you slowly."

The man's eyes flickered with a sharp light, but he eventually nodded and gestured for Yang Chen to lead the way.

Lin Kun, who was completely lost, hurriedly asked, "Mr. Long! What does this mean!? I'm the client, what's going on!? Why aren't you making a move to catch him!? I've paid the money!!!"

"Stop bothering me!" The man surnamed Long raised the Desert Eagle in his hand, the dark barrel instantly pointing at Lin Kun's forehead, and said coldly, "We are just hired by you, it's not your turn to give orders!"

Lin Kun was so frightened that he fell to the ground, trembling and not daring to utter another word.

Yang Chen didn't even bother to look at Lin Kun, leading the man to another corner. After confirming that the nearest people couldn't see the situation here, he turned around and asked in Vietnamese, "Why did the 'Jiao Sha' come to China? Aren't you afraid of the 'Yanhuang Iron Legion'?"

At the mention of "Jiao Sha" and "Yanhuang Iron Legion," the man's pupils contracted sharply, and the Desert Eagle in his hand suddenly aimed at Yang Chen's head. He asked hoarsely, "Who are you!? Why do you know us, and what does the Yanhuang Iron Legion have to do with you!?"

Yang Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If I were from the Yanhuang Iron Legion, do you think you would still be standing here alive?"

"Then who are you?" The man didn't dare to relax at all. The man in front of him gave him a strange sense of pressure, and the longer he looked at him, the more different he felt from the initial impression.

Yang Chen thought for a moment, hesitated slightly, and then reached into his upper pocket.

A small upper pocket naturally couldn't hold any weapons, so the man didn't consider it a threat and didn't shoot, just waiting quietly to see what Yang Chen would take out.

"Do you recognize this?"

What Yang Chen took out from his pocket was a small ring, similar in size to a regular wedding ring. The material of the ring looked like platinum, but due to its age, the luster was rather dull. There were no jewels set in it, just a metal ring. What was peculiar was that the pattern on the ring had a jade-like luster, and the complexity of the pattern was dazzling...

If the man's first glance at the ring made him feel somewhat familiar, then when he suddenly saw the delicate Latin letters engraved on the inner wall of the ring, he felt as if his blood had frozen and his lungs had suffocated!

He had seen this ring in historical documents, and it was merely a legendary existence among their group.

However, even if they might never see this ring in their lifetime, they had to memorize it, especially the Latin letters on the inner wall. This Latin, inherited from ancient Rome, had long since become an extinct language in the world, but there was a word, or rather a name, in this mysterious language that they would never forget.

Because the holder of the ring with this word inscribed on it represented supreme power in a certain field, and was the most revered faith deep in their souls!

Seeing the man's shocked expression, Yang Chen knew he had understood, so he casually put the ring back into his upper pocket. No one would believe that this symbol that could drive the world mad was quietly lying in one of the pockets of the pants this man wore every day.

"Alright, don't show that expression anymore. I don't believe my 'Jiao Sha' is made up of fools." Yang Chen patted the man's broad shoulder in a friendly manner.

The man's whole body trembled, and he came back to his senses. Looking at Yang Chen's warm smile, he felt as if he were in the depths of a freezing winter, and the thought of this man's deeds made him break out in cold sweat, his legs giving way, and he fell to the ground, even burying his head in the concrete floor...

"Subordinate Long Zanyi, greets the King!" Long Zanyi called out reverently.

Yang Chen raised an eyebrow, "You're called Long Zanyi, so Long Zanhuan is your brother?"

"Exactly, my respected King!" Long Zanyi still knelt on all fours, not daring to raise his head, answering respectfully.

Yang Chen sighed helplessly, "Get up, this is China, not my kingdom, you don't need to be so formal."

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't seem to blame him, Long Zanyi cautiously got up, took three steps back, and then stood straight. The look in his eyes had completely changed, his tiger-like eyes filled with fervent admiration and worship!

He actually got to see him!? The man his brother revered as a god actually appeared before him!?

"By the way," Yang Chen suddenly remembered something and said, "I don't like being called 'King.' If you don't mind, it's better to call me by another name."

"Yes! Lord Pluto!" Long Zanyi proudly shouted, as if being able to call him by this name was an immense honor.

Seeing that Long Zanyi understood his identity, Yang Chen didn't waste any more words and asked directly, "Why did the Jiao Sha appear here? Although I haven't issued a ban on entering China, your brother Long Zanhuan is known for being cautious and shouldn't make such a low-level mistake."

Long Zanyi answered respectfully, "My Lord, our Jiao Sha's activities are limited to some coastal areas of China, mainly for transportation, and haven't drawn much attention from the Yanhuang Iron Legion. This time, we accepted Lin Kun's employment because the scope of the work he wanted to do was small and the risk was low, so after consideration, we took the job."

"Did he have enough money to hire you?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

"His money is said to have come from selling all the shares he owned," Long Zanyi replied, "just enough to complete such a simple task."

Just as he said "simple task," Long Zanyi suddenly felt it was wrong. How could this task be simple!? The person they were dealing with was the man standing right in front of him!

He wanted to change his words but didn't know how to say it, so he could only stammer and look embarrassed.

Yang Chen clearly didn't mind. He thought that Lin Kun must have sold his shares in Yulei International to have enough money to hire mercenaries, and found it amusing that the person he hired to deal with him was actually his subordinate. It was a real blunder.

"Long Zanyi, take your men and leave. I'll handle the rest," Yang Chen said.

"My Lord, should we kill Lin Kun? If you do it yourself, it will dirty your hands," Long Zanyi's eyes glinted with a fierce light. He already wanted to turn Lin Kun into a beehive! This old fool almost made him a laughingstock in the mercenary world!

Sending the god of death to hell? That's a joke, right? Hell is his domain!

Yang Chen shook his head, "Tie him up, knock him out, and throw him in a corner. Then you can leave. The longer you stay here, the more likely it is to cause dissatisfaction from the Yanhuang Iron Legion."

"Yes, my Lord!"

Long Zanyi didn't say anything more. Obedience was their duty as soldiers, especially when it was an order from the highest level.

Lin Kun, who was pacing around in a panic, was extremely angry. These damn soldiers, even after being paid, still pointed guns at their employer. If it weren't for needing them, he would have cut them up first!

Seeing Long Zanyi walk back with a blank expression, Lin Kun put on an eager smile, "Mr. Long! Did you catch that damn guy!?"

Long Zanyi didn't answer, but spoke in Vietnamese to the two nearest subordinates. They immediately nodded solemnly and rushed over, tying Lin Kun up with a rope in a few quick moves!

Lin Kun's strength was no match for them. After tying him up like a mummy, they threw him on the ground.

"Your stupidity should have sent you to the inferno long ago." Long Zanyi walked up and said this in English with a fierce tone, then kicked Lin Kun unconscious.

After dealing with the situation, Long Zanyi whistled, and instantly, over a dozen armed mercenaries rushed from all sides of the warehouse, saluting in unison.

After Long Zanyi gave an order, everyone shouted a slogan, but only they knew what it meant.

Then, in the puzzled gazes of Lin Ruoxi and Mo Qianyi, these men who had kidnapped them left the warehouse like the wind, disappearing in an instant.

Just as the two women were bewildered, Yang Chen walked over with a carefree look, a hint of a smug smile on his lips.

"Yang Chen, what's going on?!" Mo Qianyi couldn't help but ask. The scene had just been so desperate, how did it suddenly turn around!?

"Miss Mo, wait a moment while I untie you, and then I'll explain. I'm not afraid of pain, but I'm worried about hurting my dear Ruoxi," Yang Chen looked at Lin Ruoxi with a tender expression and skillfully untied the complicated leather ropes.

Lin Ruoxi glanced at him meaningfully and said lightly, "You untie faster than they do."

Yang Chen was taken aback and laughed awkwardly, thinking to himself, of course, this is my specialty...

After the two women were freed from their bindings and slowly stood up, they looked at Yang Chen with a strange expression. After all, what had just happened was too incredible. How did this man do it?

"I know you have many questions, but please get in the car first. I'll take you back to the hospital and then explain everything," Yang Chen said.

"What about him..." Lin Ruoxi bit her cherry lips and glanced at the unconscious Lin Kun on the ground.

Yang Chen said seriously, "Are you sure you still want to have sympathy?"

Lin Ruoxi was taken aback, closed her eyes in pain, and when she opened them again, a hint of calm determination appeared. She shook her head and said, "Let's go."