At this moment, everyone saw how formidable Chen Yang's fighting prowess was, and they were all stupefied.
Especially Liu Zhiling, who felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.
"Could it be, he is that Chen Yang?"
Yan Taizong pondered, upon seeing Chen Yang's impressive legwork, he immediately thought of the man who had forced his son Yan Yu to drink over two kilograms of liquor last night, a man with extraordinary legwork as well. Could it possibly be the same person before his eyes?
With that thought, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If it really was that man, he was someone he couldn't afford to provoke. That was someone even the young masters of the Qiaos had to respect, so why would he care about a mere bureau chief like himself?
"Didn't you want to catch me? Come on, then."
Chen Yang dealt with the SWAT team and looked at Yan Taizong and Zhu Jia Shuang with a mocking face, his indifferent expression causing unease in their hearts.