“No, I can give up sixty percent of the territory to you!”
Ling Xianzong shook off Meng Dabiao and Piao Shengyuan, gritting his teeth as he spoke to them.
He was a smart man, knowing he had lost the advantage. So, Ling Xianzong could only suppress his anger, waiting for another opportunity to settle the score with them.
"Heh."
Piao Shengyuan chuckled, as if he had seen through Ling Xianzong's thoughts. He tapped the cigar in his hand on the ashtray and said with a smile, "Boss Ling, you have no room to bargain now, so be sensible. Also, I want that batch of goods from your country!"
"You..."
Seeing that the bastard wanted the goods from his country as well, Ling Xianzong's eyes blazed with anger. He roared, "Piao Shengyuan, Meng Dabiao, don't push things too far, lest we can't meet again in the future!"
"Too far? I don't think so."
Meng Dabiao shook his head and said with a cold sneer, pointing at Ling Xianzong, "I can't compare to you in my country, but Ling Xianzong, this is H country. Even if you were a tiger, you'd better behave and speak respectfully!"
"Therefore, you have no conditions to negotiate with us now. If you and your son want to leave here alive, you must agree to our terms, otherwise, that small hill behind us will be your grave!"
"Fine, fine, fine..."
Ling Xianzong's face contorted in a grimace as he pointed at Meng Dabiao and roared, "I admit I was blind today to trust a treacherous scoundrel like you, Meng Dabiao, but remember this: don't let me see you in my country."
"Haha, that won't happen."
Meng Dabiao laughed wildly and said, "I'm a citizen of H country now, so your wish cannot be fulfilled."
Meng Dabiao had fled to H country to escape a murder charge, changed his name, and through his courage and willingness to fight, he had gained everything he had now. Therefore, he could not return to his home country.
"What do you say, Boss Ling? What are you still hesitating about?" kanshu5.xià
Piao Shengyuan was confident that Ling Xianzong, despite his unwillingness, had to agree!
Ling Xianzong's face was shrouded in dark clouds. Without any bargaining chips, he was like fish on a chopping block, left to their mercy.
"Tiger, take Yaoyang and let's go."
Finally, Ling Xianzong glared at Meng Dabiao and Piao Shengyuan fiercely and told Meng Hu to take Ling Yaoyang away.
Wan Yunting, who had been silent all along, followed Ling Xianzong out indifferently.
"Wait a moment!"
However, Piao Shengyuan called out to them. Ling Xianzong turned back and roared, "What the hell do you want now?"
Piao Shengyuan ignored him, pointed at Wan Yunting with a sinister smile, and said, "Leave this brat behind!"
Seeing that he had specifically named him, Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes. Ling Xianzong and Meng Hu were stunned. Piao Shengyuan smiled and said, "Brat, leave an arm behind, or you won't get out of here!"
Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes, looking at Piao Shengyuan, knowing that he wanted to settle the score from the stadium incident.
Meng Hu frowned. He wasn't worried about Wan Yunting, but rather thought Piao Shengyuan was courting death by provoking the great leader Wan.
Wan Yunting was about to speak, but at that moment, Che Zaiyong burst in, dragging Kang Nuolan with him. "President, I've brought the person."
"Nuolan!"
"Teacher!"
Wan Yunting and Kang Nuolan looked at each other in surprise. Ling Xianzong and Meng Hu raised their eyebrows, wondering what was going on with Kang Nuolan.
At this point, Wan Yunting's eyes changed. He looked at Piao Shengyuan and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "It seems I really can't leave!"
"Brat, what's your name?"
Piao Shengyuan thought Wan Yunting was just a Taekwondo coach or one of Ling Xianzong's subordinates, so he naturally didn't take him seriously.
"You're not qualified to know!"
Wan Yunting took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, leisurely flicked one out, and put it in his mouth, then lit it with a lighter, all the while not looking at Piao Shengyuan. This silent provocation made Piao Shengyuan's eyes darken. He snorted, "Brat, are you looking to die?"
Wan Yunting still ignored him, turned his head, and smiled at Ling Xianzong and Meng Hu, "Boss Ling, you guys go ahead. The matter from here on is between me and him, so it has nothing to do with you."
Ling Xianzong frowned and didn't say anything. Meng Hu handed Ling Yaoyang to Li Cong and the others, saying, "Great leader Wan, I'll stay and help you..."
"No need."
Wan Yunting waved his hand and then turned back to Piao Shengyuan, smiling, "Don't forget the nickname you guys gave me in prison!"
Meng Hu was startled and then nodded with a smile. He helped Ling Yaoyang and said to Ling Xianzong, "Boss Ling, let's go. Just leave one car for great leader Wan."
Ling Xianzong looked at Meng Hu with surprise. Although he had heard him talk about how powerful Wan Yunting was in prison, facing so many people like Piao Shengyuan and Meng Dabiao now, he wondered if he wasn't courting death.
However, seeing this, Ling Xianzong said nothing and took his son to leave first. As for Wan Yunting, he could only hope he would return alive...
Seeing Ling Xianzong and the others leave, Meng Dabiao said something to Piao Shengyuan and then got up and left as well.
"Brat, if you kneel and beg me now, and leave an arm behind, I'll spare your life!" Piao Shengyuan said with a cold smile, smoking his cigar.
Che Zaiyong behind him directly pulled out a saber from under an iron cabinet and threw it at Wan Yunting's feet, telling him to do it himself.
However, Wan Yunting still ignored Piao Shengyuan and the others, turned to Kang Nuolan with a smile and asked, "Are you scared?"
Kang Nuolan also appeared very calm, shaking her head slightly, "No."
"Very good." kanδん
Wan Yunting was very satisfied with Kang Nuolan's response. "When the fight starts, you run outside. Don't worry about me, understand!"
Kang Nuolan frowned but didn't speak. Wan Yunting knew what she was thinking and smiled, "Don't forget, your teacher, I am a master!"
This time, Kang Nuolan nodded, indicating she understood.
"Hey, brat, are you looking to die!"
Seeing that Wan Yunting had been ignoring him, Piao Shengyuan stood up angrily and threw his cigar directly at Wan Yunting. However, with a wave of his hand, an invisible force struck the flying cigar, deflecting its trajectory and causing it to fall to the ground behind Wan Yunting...
Piao Shengyuan and Che Zaiyong, Che Zailong, were stunned. Was it possible that their boss had missed?
"Beat him to death!"
Piao Shengyuan was furious because he couldn't stand Wan Yunting's silent provocation and arrogance. With a wave of his hand, Che Zaiyong and Che Zailong immediately rushed forward, punching towards Wan Yunting.
However, the corner of his mouth curled up. He flicked his cigarette-holding finger, and the cigarette hit Che Zailong, who was the first to rush forward, in the face, causing him to cry out in pain. Che Zaiyong had already swung his fist. However, Wan Yunting showed no intention of dodging. He raised his hand and caught Che Zaiyong's fist, shaking his head with a smile...
Ah!
A scream, accompanied by the cracking sound of bones being broken, was heard. Che Zaiyong's right arm was twisted into an unnatural shape, and he let out a pig-like scream.
"Big brother..."
Che Zailong cried out in anger. Piao Shengyuan behind him changed his expression. Then, Wan Yunting kicked Che Zaiyong fiercely in the stomach. The latter flew backward and landed on the sofa behind Piao Shengyuan with a thud, falling backward. Piao Shengyuan looked back at the wailing and screaming Che Zaiyong and finally realized that this subordinate of Ling Xianzong was not simple.
"Hey, you're looking for death."
Che Zailong cried out in anger, picked up the saber from the ground, and without hesitation, swung it towards Wan Yunting's head.
However, he clasped his hands together, and the saber was caught between Wan Yunting's palms. Che Zailong's eyes widened in disbelief. He gripped the saber with both hands and tried to chop down with all his might, but Wan Yunting's palms firmly held the blade. No matter how much strength he exerted, the blade couldn't cut down, nor could it be pulled out.
Then, Wan Yunting kicked Che Zailong away again, sending him crashing heavily into a modified car next to them. He knelt on the ground with a cry, clutching his stomach and vomiting the lunch he had eaten, unable to get up for a while...
In an instant, these two brothers, one with a twisted right arm and the other moaning with his stomach clutched, lost their fighting capacity. Piao Shengyuan's expression changed drastically. He had never expected this subordinate of Ling Xianzong to be so formidable...