Chapter 48

Yang Chen smiled, unable to hold back another laugh.

He hadn't expected that after someone had pointed a gun at him yesterday, someone would do the same to him today.

In this country, where gun control was extremely strict, he had seen more guns than he had abroad.

"Manager Guo, don't you know this is a hunting rifle used by Americans? Why point it at me? I'm not an elk, nor am I a black bear."

Guo Ziheng, thinking Yang Chen was afraid, sneered, "In my eyes, you're just a rabbit for me to slaughter. Don't you think that at a distance of four or five meters, I wouldn't be able to hit you with a long-range rifle?"

Yang Chen raised the corners of his mouth and took a step forward without hesitation, "Guess?"

"Don't move! If you take another step, I'll shoot!!" A cold sweat trickled down Guo Ziheng's cheek as he roared.

Yang Chen paid no attention and took another step forward.

"I'm standing right here. The gun is in your hand, the bullets are in the gun, and you're right in front of me. What to do and how to do it is up to you." Yang Chen casually threw the cigarette butt to the ground, stomped it out, and continued walking forward.

Each step he took stirred the hearts of everyone present, like thunderbolts striking their hearts. Every time Yang Chen took a step, everyone's hearts felt like they were being pounded by a drum.

The air seemed to be sucked dry in this short moment, and in the entire office hall, only the slow and steady sound of Yang Chen's footsteps remained.

It was just a distance of four or five meters, just six or seven steps, but everyone's hearts were in their throats, frozen in place. Even the two people who had been easily beaten by Yang Chen and were lying on the ground in agony, held their breath and watched this scene.

All Guo Ziheng had to do was lightly pull the trigger to pierce the flesh and blood in front of him with a violent bullet!

Yang Chen's expression was very calm, as if he were just going to shake hands with someone. His eyes were indifferent, as if the life-and-death moment in front of him didn't exist at all!

All of this lasted only about three seconds. When Yang Chen reached Guo Ziheng, Guo Ziheng's face was already pale, drenched in cold sweat, and his eyes were blank.

"There are two types of people in this world who are the most terrifying. The first type is the madmen, and the second type is those who are not afraid of death. Madmen are terrifying because they might not be afraid of death. I'm not afraid of death, do you think a gun can do anything to me?" Yang Chen chuckled, easily snatching the rifle from Guo Ziheng's hand, who had completely forgotten to resist.

"Snap!"

Yang Chen casually broke the metal rifle with his hands, as if it were a reed, and it snapped with a sound!

This scene and this sound seemed to pull everyone back to reality, and everyone was terrified!

This... Isn't this a scene from a Hollywood movie!? This man! Is he human!? He broke a rifle!!

Tossing the broken rifle aside, Yang Chen clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Mr. Guo, can you go get the checkbook now?"

Guo Ziheng trembled all over, looking at the young man smiling in front of him as if he were a monster. Since he started his career, he had seen ruthless people, but he had never seen someone who didn't care about their life. What was even more terrifying was that the young man's eyes seemed to tell him that even if he shot, he would still be helpless!

How could this be possible? Is there really someone in this world who isn't afraid of bullets!?

"Money, I don't have, but my life, I have one," Guo Ziheng gritted his teeth, determined to maintain his last bit of dignity as a gang leader.

"Tsk tsk," Yang Chen shook his head regretfully, "Why can't you see it? If you really could beat me, you would have shot me just now. You didn't even dare to shoot, which means you're still afraid of life and death. You can't beat me, don't force me to do something I haven't done in a long time."

"I admit you're stronger in a fight, and you're brave, but I won't give you the money!!" Guo Ziheng slammed his hand on the table and roared with a fierce expression.

"Then I can't be blamed. I've become much gentler."

Yang Chen showed a strange and slightly excited smile, quickly turned his body, and moved behind Guo Ziheng. At the same time, his hands moved so fast that Guo Ziheng couldn't react, and he had already grabbed both of Guo Ziheng's arms at the roots!

Kicking Guo Ziheng's knee joint, Guo Ziheng stumbled and knelt on the ground!

"Crack!"

The sound of bones cracking, Guo Ziheng screamed in pain, and his two arms dislocated from his shoulders!

Yang Chen stepped on Guo Ziheng's calf, preventing him from getting up, and he could only twist his waist. But every time he twisted, Yang Chen's foot pressed harder, and in the end, Guo Ziheng didn't dare to move at all!

"You! What did you do to my hands!!" Guo Ziheng gritted his teeth in pain, turning his head to glare at Yang Chen, his eyes full of bloodshot.

"Nothing, just dislocated your arm joints from your shoulders," Yang Chen answered cheerfully.

"You... Do you think I'll give you the money and admit defeat like this! Impossible!!"

Guo Ziheng shouted, and the other henchmen were already trembling in fear, not daring to move. Seeing their boss being beaten and kneeling on the ground, they didn't dare to step forward at all.

They were here to make a living, not to die.

Yang Chen waved his finger, "You're wrong, this is just the beginning. How could I do just one thing for you?"

As he spoke, Yang Chen's hand grabbed Guo Ziheng's arm again.

"Crack!"

"Ah!!" Guo Ziheng screamed again, "What did you do!?"

"Crack!"

It was followed by the sound of bones cracking again.

Yang Chen smiled with satisfaction, "Nothing, I just dislocated your arm, put it back, put it back, and dislocated it again, a few times to practice. It feels a bit slower than before, I guess it hurts a lot, don't worry, the more I practice, the less it will hurt..."

Devil! Devil! This man is a devil!!!

Guo Ziheng completely broke down. He knew that if this continued, he wouldn't die, but it would be worse than death, a living hell!

The pain in his arms and legs felt like needles piercing his heart, and his brain almost went into shock several times, but the unbearable pain brought him back to consciousness!

"I... I'll give the money..."

When Yang Chen put his arm joints back again, Guo Ziheng couldn't bear it anymore.

Guo Ziheng's lips were blue, and his voice was tinged with sobs. Yes, he was crying, he was shedding tears, with humiliation, with unwillingness, but more from the pain!

"That's better," Yang Chen released Guo Ziheng's arms, satisfied, and smiled, still looking harmless, "But Mr. Guo, considering the series of harm your company has caused me, I think in addition to the 400,000 yuan final payment, you should also compensate me for mental distress. Oh, and since you've owed me for so long, some interest, and also the medical expenses for the people you beat up before, right?"

"You..."

"What do you mean? You won't give? Fine! Then we continue..."

"No no no! I'll give! I'll give! I'll give you everything!!" Guo Ziheng shouted, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Yang Chen finally smiled, pulled a chair over, and sat down, saying to Guo Ziheng, who was crying on the ground, "Since you're giving everything, go write the check quickly, so I can finish my job. Oh, and send a car to take me back to Yulei International, I don't have change for a taxi."