Chen Yang seldom lost his temper.
You want revenge? Fine. Bring it on. No matter what tricks you have, I'll take them.
But you should never, ever have destroyed Zhao Dejiang's home and kidnapped this Martial Guard, a man who once shed blood and tears for every inch of the nation.
To do such a thing… Is he still a Martial Guard? This is the unforgivable work of bandits and hooligans.
The minivan sped out of the residential complex, racing toward the Yuetan Grand Hotel.
When it came down to it, this matter was a direct result of Chen Yang's actions. If anything happened to Zhao Dejiang, Chen Yang would never find peace again for the rest of his life.
「A quarter of an hour later.」
The minivan stopped at the entrance of the Yuetan Grand Hotel.
「In the banquet hall on the third floor.」
