Yang Chen's smile in Matsui Hiroshi's eyes was like that of a demon.
"You... what exactly do you want!" Matsui Hiroshi stared at Yang Chen, his face full of terror.
At this moment, he could barely support himself to sit up, his whole body in immense pain, as if these people had almost beaten him to ruins.
Yang Chen smiled, "You'll understand soon enough!"
With that, Yang Chen stepped forward and kicked Matsui Hiroshi in the neck, knocking him out.
Immediately, Yang Chen lifted Matsui Hiroshi with one hand and walked out with large strides.
Matsui Hiroshi was very fat, a genuine fatty, weighing about two hundred pounds, but in Yang Chen's hand, he was like an inflated toy, showing no weight at all.
While walking out, Yang Chen casually took something out of his bag and threw it into every corner.
After leaving the basement, Yang Chen put Matsui Hiroshi into a black van and pressed a button in his hand.
As the vehicle started, the sound of explosions rang out.
