C48 The Two Most Terrible Kinds of People

Yang Chen laughed. He really couldn't hold back his laughter.

He didn't expect that someone would point a gun at him yesterday and then use a gun on him today.

In this China where the control of firearms were incomparably strict, he actually saw more guns than when he was overseas.

"Manager Guo, don't you know that this is a gun that Americans use to hunt? Why are you pointing it at me? I'm not an elk, and I'm not a black bear. "

Guo Ziheng only thought that Yang Chen was afraid and sneered: "In my eyes, you are now a rabbit that I can slaughter however I want. "You don't think that at this distance of four to five meters, with my long-range rifle in hand, I won't be able to hit you, do you?"

Yang Chen's mouth twitched as he took a step forward without hesitation, "Guess?"

"Don't move! One more step and I'll shoot! " Guo Ziheng's face was covered in a drop of cold sweat as he roared.

Yang Chen didn't mind and continued to take a 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 you do and what you do is up to you." Yang Chen carelessly threw the finished cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and then continued to walk ahead.

Every step moved the hearts of everyone present. It was as if thunder had struck their hearts. Every time Yang Chen took a step forward, everyone's heart was beating like a drum.

The drop of a needle could be heard, and the air seemed to have been sucked dry within this short period of time. Only Yang Chen's slow and well-proportioned footsteps were left in the office hall.

It was only four or five meters, only six or seven steps away, but everyone's heart was in their throats as they froze on the spot. Even the two people who were easily knocked down by Yang Chen and were in extreme pain on the ground were holding their breath as they watched the scene before their eyes.

Guo Ziheng's finger only needed to gently pull the trigger to penetrate the flesh in front of him with a violent bullet!

Yang Chen's expression was very calm. It was no different from walking over to shake hands with someone. His eyes were calm, as if the moment of life and death in front of him did not exist at all!

All of this only lasted for about three seconds. When Yang Chen walked in front of Guo Ziheng, Guo Ziheng's face was already pale and covered in cold sweat with a blank look on his face.

"In this world, there are two types of people who are the scariest. The first type are lunatics and the second type are people who aren't afraid of death. Crazy people are scary because they may not be afraid of death. I'm not even afraid of death, do you think guns will be useful to me? " Yang Chen chuckled and easily took the rifle from Guo Ziheng's hands. Guo Ziheng had completely forgotten to resist.

"Crack!"

Yang Chen casually shook his hands, and the metal rifle snapped off like a reed!

This scene and this voice seemed to pull everyone back to reality. Everyone was trembling with fear!

Isn't this a scene that only exists in Hollywood movies!? This person! Was he superhuman!? Broken rifle!

Tossing the broken rifle to the side, Yang Chen clapped his hands and said with a smile that was not a smile, "Director Guo, can you go and get the cheque book now?"

Guo Ziheng felt like he had returned to the soul, and his entire body trembled. He looked at the young man who was smiling at him like a monster. He had seen fierce people before, but he had never seen one that did not care for their lives. What was even more terrifying was that this young man's eyes seemed to tell him that even if he fired, there was nothing he could do about it!

How could this be? There were people in this world who were not afraid of bullets!?

"You want money, but I don't. You want my life. I have a life." Guo Ziheng was determined to maintain the dignity of a mafia lord.

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

"I admit that you are stronger than me when it comes to fighting. You are brave enough, but I will not give you money!" Guo Ziheng slammed the table and roared ferociously.

"Then you can't blame me. My temper has already changed a lot."

Yang Chen gave a strange, slightly excited smile. His body quickly turned around and moved behind Guo Ziheng. At the same time, both of his hands exerted force. The speed was so fast that Guo Ziheng was unable to react and had already grabbed Guo Ziheng's arms by the roots!

A kick landed on Guo Ziheng's knee joint, causing him to stagger and kneel on the ground!

With the sound of bones breaking, Guo Ziheng let out a painful howl and his arms started to dislocate from his shoulders!

Yang Chen used one foot to step on Guo Ziheng's calf, making Guo Ziheng, who knelt on the ground, unable to stand up. He could only keep twisting and turning his waist, but every time he twisted, Yang Chen's foot would move even more forcefully, causing Guo Ziheng to not dare to move the slightest bit!

"You! What did you do to my hand! " Guo Ziheng grimaced in pain. He turned around and stared at Yang Chen, his eyes bloodshot.

"It's nothing, I just made your arms dislocated from your shoulders." Yang Chen was happy to answer.

"You … Do you think I will give you the money to admit defeat like this! "Impossible!"

Guo Ziheng shouted loudly, while his other brothers were so scared that they did not dare move. Seeing their boss beaten up and kneeling on the ground, none of them dared to step forward.

They were here to mess around, not to throw away their lives.

Yang Chen waved his finger, "You are wrong. This is only the beginning. How can I only do this one thing for you?"

As soon as he finished, Yang Chen grabbed Guo Ziheng's arm again.

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

It was followed by the sound of bones being dislocated.

Yang Chen smiled in satisfaction. He said, "It's nothing. I just took off your arm, put it back, put it back, took it off again, did it a few times, and started practicing. I feel like I'm a little slower than before, so I guess you're in pain. Don't worry, if I practice a few more times, you won't feel much pain anymore …"

Demon! Demon! This man was a devil!

Guo Ziheng was about to collapse. He knew that if this went on, he wouldn't die, but it might be worse than death. That was the meaning of living a life worse than death!

The pain on his arms and calves seemed to have stabbed into his heart. His brain had been shocked several times, but the unbearable pain had pulled him back to reality!

"I'll pay …"

When Yang Chen put his arms together again, Guo Ziheng couldn't take it anymore.

Guo Ziheng's lips had turned blue, and his voice sounded like he was crying. Yes, he cried, he cried, he cried, he was humiliated, he was unwilling, but most of all, he cried from the pain!

"That's right." Yang Chen released Guo Ziheng's arm with satisfaction and chuckled, still looking harmless as usual as he said: "But Boss Guo, in view of the series of hazards your company has done me, I think, in addition to the 400,000 yuan, you still have to compensate me for my mental loss. Oh right, you owe us so much money, come and pay some interest or something, and it's also good for the medical expenses of those people you beat up in the past, what do you say …"

"You …"

"What about me? You won't give it to me? Good! "Then let's continue …"

"No, no, no! I'll give it! I'll give it! I will give anything! " Guo Ziheng shouted with tears and snot running down his face.

Yang Chen then revealed a smile, pulled a chair over, and sat down. He said to Guo Ziheng who was crying on the ground, "Since you're giving them all to me, then quickly write a cheque so that I can complete my mission. Oh right, send a car to take me back to Yulei International, I didn't bring any change for the taxi.