C476 Thirtieth Year of Hedong
C476 Thirtieth Year of Hedong
As usual, it was so gray that there was not a hint of blue in it.
The sound of footsteps came from behind him in a hurry. Yang Chen smiled and turned around to face Lin Ruoxi, who came out with him.
Lin Ruoxi's hair was a little messy and her face was slightly red. When she saw Yang Chen's weird expression, she suddenly woke up. She had been worried that he had suffered some kind of bad stimulus, so she rushed out to follow him.
"What are you laughing at?" Lin Ruoxi tried to look cold.
Yang Chen didn't say anything and just sighed, "I might not be able to watch the whole match. Please congratulate Hui Lin when the match is over for me. I have to deal with some urgent matters right now."
After a moment of silence, Lin Ruoxi nodded. "Got it."
Yang Chen grinned, "You really are my good wife."
Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him. She didn't say anything. If she could hear Yang Chen say that smilingly, she wasn't afraid of him doing something crazy.
Yang Chen really didn't want to do anything crazy. However, he suddenly thought that Yang Lieh was not alone in Zhong Hai. Otherwise, he would have had too much courage. After all, he had nearly died from his beating last time. If he dared to come and provoke Qin Wentian, he naturally had something to rely on.
In Yang Lieh's opinion, there was only one person who had the ability to make him rely on — Yang Pojun.
Thinking about it, Yang Lieh thought that he would have some respect for Yang Pojun. He probably did not know about what happened in the army camp. Yang Pojun probably wouldn't mention that he didn't even kill him when he took out the gun.
Then, according to this logic, if Yang Pojun wasn't with Yang Lieh, where would he go now …
Thinking about this chain of events, Yang Chen quickly drove the BMW home. If there was no surprise, the first thing that came to Yang Pojun's mind after his failure in the general election was to find Guo Xuehua.
After all, to Yang Pojun, the glory of Yang Family was an extremely important matter, while his mistress, Guo Xuehua, had actually been wandering outside the entire time. This was a fact that he found hard to accept, at the very least, he definitely did not want Guo Xuehua to be with his son who had a falling out with him.
Arriving at the quiet residential area, the car slowly stopped outside of the big foreign house. Yang Chen got off the car and immediately saw a dark green military car parked outside the big iron gate.
However, Yang Chen was glad that Yang Pojun and two of his personal guards had just got off the military jeep.
Yang Pojun was not wearing his usual military uniform, but a light gray jacket, looking a bit less aggressive than before. Thinking about it, losing this election was a huge blow to this man who had always been fighting for power.
The moment Yang Chen saw Yang Pojun and the others, Yang Pojun naturally saw Yang Chen who got off the car at the same time.
The two of them were father and son in their blood relationship, but they did not have any joy in seeing each other's family. On the contrary, the two of them were coincidentally the same as they both had indifferent expressions and there was even some sullen anger on Yang Pojun's face.
Yang Chen walked slowly to the door and stood in front of Yang Pojun. He didn't say anything, and just met Yang Pojun's gaze without backing down.
Yang Pojun was furious that Yang Chen did not take him seriously, but he knew he didn't have the ability to be forceful in front of this young man. He said with a slightly twisted face, "You have no reason to stop me from seeing my wife."
"You failed the election and she did not come to see you. You should know very well that she would not want to see you." Yang Chen said lightly.
"You …" Yang Pojun was at a loss for words. Indeed, he was furious. Guo Xuehua had ignored him when he was in such a predicament. That was why he couldn't help but come to see her and ask her about it.
Yang Pojun clenched his teeth in anger. He clenched his fists and said, "Where I want to go and who I see is none of your business."
"This is my home. I just don't want anyone that I don't want to see enter." Yang Chen answered.
"Your home? Hmph, "Yang Pojun sneered," Is this house yours? As far as I know, all of your assets are Lin Ruoxi's. "
"Lin Ruoxi is my woman, so these are mine." Yang Chen said without a care. With fists, he was not afraid, and with words, he was not afraid at all. His greatest strength was his shamelessness.
Yang Pojun was obviously helpless against such shameless words. However, he was extremely puzzled in his heart. Why did Yang Chen just come here? If he had known that Yang Lieh had gone to see Yang Chen earlier on, he would probably have been angered to death.
[Since I am here, I can't just go back. If I am, I will lose all my face!]
Yang Pojun glared fiercely at Yang Chen and extended his hand to the guard beside him.
The guard immediately took out a phone and handed it over to Yang Pojun.
"It's not up to you to decide whether you want to see or not," Yang Pojun said in a low voice and started to make calls.
Obviously, Yang Pojun already found the phone number for this room before he came here.
Yang Chen smiled in ridicule. Lightly raising his hand, he pointed towards the phone in Yang Pojun's hand and flicked it!
"Pah!"
The phone was sent flying by an inexplicable force. It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces!
Yang Pojun and the two janissaries broke out in a cold sweat. They couldn't react in time!
Yang Chen's casual genuine qi power was as easy as playing with a house to him, but to Yang Pojun and the rest of the soldiers, it was something they could not wait for. Even if they knew that there were some martial artists in the country, they were usually nothing.
Now, Yang Chen's casual pointing made them think that if this finger attack was aimed at certain parts of their body like their heads, wouldn't it be able to kill them in the blink of an eye?
When they were in the military camp before, they had already experienced Yang Chen's strength. But now, it was the same again, Yang Pojun was covered in cold sweat.
"Do you think that just because your martial arts are good, I will be afraid of you!? In front of the army, all martial arts experts are nothing but cannon fodder! " Yang Pojun shouted angrily.
Yang Chen threw up his hands, "Think what you want. I'm just thinking if you won't leave, should I blow up the four tires of your car?"
Yang Pojun pointed at Yang Chen. His face was pale from anger, but he couldn't say a word.
At this moment, at the corner of a road not far away, a white car with Changlin was driving towards them. This kind of car was a rare sight in the China, it was definitely not as common in Western countries.
When the Lincoln parked beside Yang Pojun's military car, Yang Pojun's face suddenly turned serious.
Yang Chen didn't know where he came from at all. However, to him, it was the same no matter who came. As long as they were troublemakers, he would kick them all out.
Two bodyguards in suits were the first to get off the Lincoln, opening the door at the center.
A young man in a white Armani suit and black Gucci sunglasses slowly got out of the car with a cigar in his hand.
Behind the young man, a grey haired old man dressed in butler's uniform came down. His face was full of wrinkles, and he bowed his head in a very respectful manner.
"Yo yo yo, look, look at who these people are, isn't this Commander Yang who just lost his wife not long after failing the selection, and is rumored to be a bastard!?"
The young man's rough voice sounded like a male duck, but the words he said made the veins on Yang Pojun's forehead throb.
Yang Chen frowned. This man's tone of voice sounded as if he didn't put Yang Pojun in his eyes at all. It had to be known that Yang Pojun was a general who held military power, and his Yang Family was one of the Four Great Families of China. Even if Yang Pojun failed to be elected to the standing committee, he would not be ridiculed by others.
Moreover, this young man actually knew that Guo Xuehua had left Yang Pojun, and the "bastard" he mentioned was most likely him.
Looking at it this way, it seemed that the relationship between him and the Yang Family, in the end, was still unexplainable, and could not be covered. At the very least, some of the upper echelons should already know about it. Yang Pojun's failure probably had something to do with this.
"Yan Buxue, the reason your Yan Family is a Yan Family is because of your grandfather, Yan Qingtian, and your brother, Yan Buwen. Don't go overboard, otherwise, your father's spear will kill you!"
Yang Pojun gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice.
Yang Chen suddenly froze, feeling that this fellow was the one who had been sending Christine flowers, Yan Buxue, the second young master of Yan Family, to meet them.
After Yan Qingtian became the vice chairman of the military committee, the strength of his Yan Family greatly increased. Furthermore, the high level of scientific research in China was practically all thanks to Yan Buwen, that heaven warping genius. Thus, it could be understood how the second generation ancestor, Yan Buxue, was acting.
Perhaps Christine's sudden visit to this place was because she had once pushed the responsibility of not letting him see her to her, so she had come to find him.
Yang Pojun said that he was going to "destroy you", but if he really had the ability and guts, then why did he say such rubbish.
What he just said was completely reasonable enough for Yang Pojun to pull out his gun.
Although Yan Buxue was a second generation Patriarch, he was clearly a good person. How could he not know that Yang Pojun did not dare to do anything to him, so he laughed loudly: "Commander Yang, are you going to destroy me? Great! Do you want me to ask my brother to lend you an atomic bomb? "Haha …"
Yang Pojun's expression was extremely ugly, but he couldn't say anything.
Even Yang Chen felt a bit of sympathy in his heart. This man, after all, was one of the top figures on the side, but now that he was bullied, he could not do anything about it. It could be seen how cruel the power struggles between political parties were, even with the support of an old man like Yang Gongming, it was impossible to guarantee that these people would always stand up straight.
Even Yang Pojun was humiliated by Yan Buxue, who was nothing, let alone the other subordinates under Yang Family.
As the saying goes, there is no guarantee that a family will be able to exist forever in glory. As the leader of the family, there are many times when people would do anything to protect their face …
Yang Chen sighed in his heart, but he didn't expect that Yan Buxue, who had humiliated Yang Pojun and felt that his ability was lacking, would have already set his sights on him …
"Eh? Look at your decaying look, you look a little like Old Yang. Could it be that the 'Little Bastard' with the Yang Family is the one that has been spreading around recently? " Yan Buxue looked up and down at Yang Chen with a faint smile as he held a cigar in his mouth.