Beauty's Supreme Expert/C22 It Is Impossible to Give in
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C22 It Is Impossible to Give in

"You, what are you trying to do?"

Lin Fann's indifferent expression scared Gao Zhuang so much that his heart skipped a beat. Just a moment ago, Lin Fann was able to completely overturn them. How could he dare to be arrogant now?

"Don't be nervous, I was just casually asking."

Ye Zichen stomped down on Gao Zhuang's back, causing Lin Fann to measure the position with the wooden stick. "Come on, listen to me, raise your head a little."

Gao Zhuang felt his head go cold when he saw the wooden stick that was as thick as a bowl's mouth. He no longer had the confidence he had just now. He hurriedly withdrew his head and pleaded, "B-big brother, I was wrong, I was wrong …"

A series of begging came out of Gao Zhuang's mouth, shocking the onlookers.

This Gao Zhuang usually acted extremely arrogantly in the company because his uncle was a big customer, so no one dared to say anything to him.

Now, he actually submitted to Lin Fann, just like a dog that was wagging its tail as it begged for mercy?

Lin Fann glanced at Gao Zhuang in disdain and waved the wooden stick in his hand: "Didn't you just say that you are a gold medal fighter? You can't give in so quickly. Here, lift your head, and I'll show you how to beat watermelons. "

Beat, beat watermelon.

F * ck, his head will definitely explode from this strike.

This time, Gao Zhuang was really scared. When he first started bullying Lin Fann, Lin Fann didn't even dare to fart. However, the explosion just now had completely wiped him and his subordinates out.

His expression was indifferent and his actions were decisive. He didn't have any intention of bluffing. This was clearly a joke.

This brat really wanted to smash his head with a stick.

"Gold-ranked fighter, show your courage in front of your little brother, don't be nervous." Lin Fann sounded comforting, as if he was coaxing a child.

"I was wrong, I really was wrong. Big Brother, stop playing around, I was wrong when I said those rude words, please let me go."

Gao Zhuang's spirit was finally destroyed by Lin Fann. Tears and snot dripped from his eyes as he cried and begged for mercy. If it wasn't for his legs being so weak that he couldn't run away, he would have left Lin Fann a long time ago.

As for his lackeys, they were scared out of their wits and trembled as they knelt on the side, not daring to even breathe.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the scene froze. The crowd couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Their eyes were fixed on the wooden stick in Lin Fann's hand, afraid that Lin Fann would smash Gao Zhuang's head with one hit.

"Lin Fann, don't do it, don't do it."

Xu Ann, who had finally squeezed in, quickly reached out his hand to stop him, "Gao Zhuang also admitted his mistake just now. Lin Fann, you shouldn't bother with him anymore, right?"

After saying this, he pulled Lin Fann to the side: "This Gao Zhuang is a close relative that we cannot afford to offend. His uncle is a big client of the company who orders over ten million yuan a year. If this continues, I'm afraid he will screw up this business."

Although Xu Ann's voice wasn't loud, Gao Zhuang heard it loud and clear. Just now, he had been frightened out of his wits by Lin Fann, and now, he had actually forgotten what he was relying on.

His uncle was a big customer of the company. Plus, there were so many people watching, no matter how awesome Lin Fann was, he wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

Thinking about that, Gao Zhuang suddenly became full of confidence, and shouted at Lin Fann: "Brat, just now, I played with you, did you really think I was afraid of you? "Why don't you take a piss and see who you are. I'm not someone you can mess with."

"Hit the watermelon? Pah! I, your grandpa, am scared! If you have the ability, come and hit me!" Gao Zhuang patted his head with an arrogant look on his face.

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