Villain: The system is activated, let the heroine go at the beginning

Yang Xian's home.

There were dozens of figures standing in the living room, the crowd was full.

Yang Xian sat on the sofa in the chief seat.

And Mrs. Yang, in a long skirt that reached her ankles, sat beside him.

The atmosphere seemed a little stagnant.

No one spoke.

Even Yang Xian himself sat there with a gloomy face.

in a quiet environment.

There seemed to be nothing, but there was always a sizzle sound.

It sounded like an electric current, or something trembling at a high frequency.

Yang Xian, who was already furious, became more and more depressed.

He glanced at everyone coldly.

But couldn't find the source.

Madam Yang, who was sitting beside him, was blushing all over her face.

She gently wrapped her arms around him, and whispered a few words of comfort.

The body trembled from time to time.

It will be back to normal soon.

However, Yang Xian didn't have the time to enjoy the beauty's comfort at this time.

He pushed Mrs. Yang away impatiently.

He looked at those subordinates coldly.

"You all know what's going on outside right now, don't you?"

Yang Xian said coldly, his eyes fell on the few people standing at the head.

The seven or eight of them were originally the subordinates of Zheng Xuan and Yang Jingtian.

But now
Zheng Xuan and Yang Jingtian were lying in the wooden box.

And most of the sites in the north and south districts of the Shanghai stock market have escaped from Yang Xian's control and have fallen into the hands of others.

Everyone's heads lowered even deeper.

Seeing Yang Xian's heart, another burst of nameless anger arose.

"They're all dumbfounded!"

"Talk to me!"

"Humph"

Mrs. Yang beside him suddenly snorted softly at this critical moment.

Everyone turned their strange eyes here.

The same goes for Yang Xian.

The blush on Madam Yang's face became more and more intense.

He hurriedly stood up from the sofa and hurried to the second floor of the villa.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

Yang Xian also ignored her.

Looking at those big men in suits, they were about to curse again.

Outside the villa, footsteps suddenly came.

Soon, two figures hurried into the villa.

Squeeze in among the crowd.

Walking in front of Yang Xian, his face was full of eagerness: "Mr. Yang, the people outside our door have been beaten again!"

Ok?
Why say it again?
boom!
Yang Xianzhong patted the coffee table in front of him again.

With a livid face, he stood up instantly from the sofa.

Walking up to those two people, he looked at them coldly: "Who did it?!"

After all, he has been an underground king for so many years.

Moreover, there is a big man platform behind him.

How can the two younger brothers be able to stop this momentum.

He hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

The body shakes like a sieve.

"I don't know."

"There are only a dozen people on the other side, but the four or fifty of us are not their opponents at all."

"In one encounter, we lost more than 30 people."

The voice has not fallen.

Yang Xian was furious and raised his hands high.

Snapped!
The heavy slap fell directly.

At this moment, he just felt very aggrieved.

He is obviously the actual person in power of the second family in Shanghai.

Moreover, behind him, there are big figures from Kyoto standing.

In this small Shanghai stock market.

I don't know where a group of people came out of nowhere, and they directly wiped out his two subordinates?
Over there at the SB nightclub.

There are more than 200 pistols on the horse, and they are bang bang bang directly there.

Not only did the Shanghai stock market officials not fart.

Are you still standing guard outside?
Fuck!
Yang Xian did not know about Qin Huanyu's visit to the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

All he knew was that a big man had indeed come to the Shanghai stock market recently, and even Huang Xing had to be taken seriously.

But who it is, he doesn't know.

Probably another big shot from Kyoto?
Row!
Yang Xian thought bitterly.

Can't afford to offend, can't I still afford to hide!

However, he has already hid in the villa on Huxin Island.

The other party still didn't let himself go.

His Yang family's various industries in the Shanghai stock market, people frequently showed up to make a move.

Most of those places are without formalities.

As long as someone comes out, they can directly take it as their own.

And those places with formalities.

The Shanghai stock market officials came forward and directly deprived it of it.

Up to now.

Except for his family's Yang Group, which still has a sigh of relief.

In the entire Shanghai stock market, there are less than ten properties left for him.
ride a horse
I hid here myself.

Just worried about safety, this villa area is temporarily closed.

In two or three days, people came to the door looking for trouble.

It was fine last time.

It's just that someone drove a car and killed two janitor boys.

Today, he actually led people to do it directly, and even abolished more than 30 people himself.

At this moment, Yang Xian was furious.

His old face was flushed red.

Walking back to the sofa, he sat down heavily and took out his phone from his pocket.

In front of everyone, he made the phone call directly.

beep-

The bell rang for a long time.

at last.

On the other end of the phone, there was a dull response: "What's the matter?"

And heard this familiar voice.

Yang Xian almost didn't hold back, and was about to cry on the spot.

Fortunately, I held back.

"I"

As soon as he spoke, the thoughts in his mind were a little chaotic.

He quickly stopped talking, rearranged his words and said, "Something happened in the Shanghai stock market."

"Someone is targeting me behind the scenes. I haven't found out who it is, but Huang Xing is helping him."

He finished the introduction in concise and clear language.

The mysterious person on the other end of the phone said in surprise, "What?"

Someone targeted the seven major families in the Shanghai stock market?

Why didn't I receive the message?

The mysterious man froze for a moment.

After thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "How long can you last?"

Yang Xian's face turned bitter: "Now, I have hid in the villa on Huxin Island."

"What?! What are you eating?"

The mysterious man roared angrily.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange is one of the largest cities in Xia Kingdom.

Everyone knows how big this plate is.

Up to now, but a few days, right?
In a short period of time, all the forces of the Yang family were eaten up?

Yang Xian is probably not really a pig!
For a moment, the mysterious man wanted to say countless curses in his heart, but he held back all of them.

Hold it back in your stomach.

After a while of silence, he said again: "I have something to do these few days, so I can't come!"

"You have to last at least five more days or you will die!"

Saying that, the mysterious person on the other end of the phone hung up directly.

Listen to Yang Xian again.

I was afraid that I would die from a cerebral hemorrhage.

in the living room.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Yang Xian's hand suddenly trembled slightly.

But he quickly controlled it and put the phone down.

I don't know if anyone else has heard
He pretended to be calm.

His face became gloomy again.

"Everyone go back and have a good rest. After five days, we are going to counterattack the North and South Districts of the Shanghai Stock Exchange!"

Yang Xian didn't explain too much to everyone.

These people, just give them money and give them enough hope.

They are loyal and rush in front of themselves.

That's how Yang Xian got here when he made his fortune.

Now, it's just going through it all over again.

He waved his hand, motioning for everyone to leave.

"correct."

He called out to several people: "Go and check the information of those people who just shot, if you can do it, do it directly!"

"No matter how bad I am, Yang Xian, I can't be insulted by anyone."

After speaking, he waved his hand again.

"Go!"

Everyone stood still and bowed, and left the villa in batches.