The entire business employed eight people in total, including the owner and his wife. Except for Dan Wei, who stood at the doorway, the other seven were gathered around the dining table by the office. Seeing so many ruffians arrive, the seven instinctively huddled together.
There were three women and four men. Apart from Yang Jian and Ma Yuan, the others were middle-aged men in their forties.
"Buddha, why have you come in person? What's with this grand display?" kan shu wu. xià
Although Dan Wei was somewhat frightened, as the owner, he had to step forward to receive Buddha.
"Call that Yang Wu and Ma Yuan over. I have some scores to settle with them."
The business was a warehouse covering over six hundred square meters. Buddha did not enter the warehouse; he was wary of Yang Jian's martial arts and did not wish to engage him at close quarters.
Dan Wei quickly brought a stool for Buddha to sit on and then beckoned to Yang Jian, "Xiao Yang, you and Xiao Ma come here. Buddha has something to discuss with you." kan δん
Ma Yuan's face instantly turned pale. "Yang Ge, what should we do? They've recognized me."
Yang Jian scanned his surroundings. Besides the business staff, the crowd of onlookers outside was growing, numbering over a hundred people. Moreover, there were surveillance cameras inside and outside the business. Buddha likely wouldn't dare to kill someone in public or use a firearm.
He had already noticed the two robust young men standing behind Buddha, their right hands tucked inside their clothes, undoubtedly carrying firearms.
Patting Ma Yuan's shoulder, Yang Jian said in a low voice, "Stay by my side. We'll act according to the situation."
The two walked to within two meters of Buddha and were stopped by two young men holding Type 54 pistols. The dark muzzles were pointed at Yang Jian's head.
Being held at gunpoint felt extremely unpleasant, but with two guns, one on each side, Yang Jian had no chance to resist and could only endure for the moment.
Concurrently, over a dozen thugs armed with sabers and clubs surrounded them.
This seemed like a dead end. If they made a move, there would be no chance of turning the tables. Yang Jian felt a bit flustered but remained outwardly calm.
Dan Wei was terrified. "Buddha, what is this? Let's talk things out properly."
Before Dan Wei could finish speaking, a young man pushed him out of the circle.
Buddha remained silent, a smile still on his face, his eyes fixed on Yang Jian with a hint of amusement.
Yang Jian did not show any fear, looking at him calmly.
The atmosphere at the scene was bizarrely quiet, so silent that a needle drop could be heard. Only Ma Yuan's legs were trembling, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
"Ah Chao, did you recognize him? Was this the one who attacked you yesterday afternoon?"
Buddha withdrew his gaze and looked at Ah Chao beside him.
A killing intent flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. Ah Chao, meeting his gaze, suddenly shivered. "Buddha, Buddha, I can't be sure. Although their physiques are very similar and they used the same weapon, there's a significant age difference. The person yesterday was at least thirty-five years old, with some graying hair."
"Did you see clearly?"
"Y-yes, I saw clearly."
Ah Chao might have been traumatized by witnessing Yang Jian's terrifying combat prowess twice. He suddenly dared not identify him. In the current situation, his side seemed to have the upper hand, and Yang Jian had no chance to resist. If he said Yang Jian was the culprit from yesterday, Buddha might kill him on the spot.
However, he vaguely felt that Yang Jian might still have a trump card, as he appeared too composed. Furthermore, Yang Jian's stance was with his left foot forward, right foot back, body slightly angled, clearly in a posture ready to attack.
This man was too formidable, not someone who would easily back down. If they didn't kill him today, he would pursue them relentlessly. Ah Liang and Cheng Guang were prime examples.
Moreover, in front of so many people today, Buddha wouldn't dare to actually open fire and kill anyone. As long as no shots were fired, his dozens of men might not be able to contain this madman.
After careful consideration, he could only provide an ambiguous answer, letting Buddha judge and decide for himself.
Buddha narrowed his eyes, tilted his head, and gestured towards the office. "Manager Dan, call your wife over."
Dan Wei dared not disobey. Standing outside the circle, he waved to his wife, "Come here for a moment."
The owner's wife nervously approached Buddha. "Buddha, what do you need me for? I don't know anything."
"Don't be afraid. I just have one question for you. Answer honestly."
"Oh, go ahead and ask."
"Did he come to work yesterday?"
Buddha pointed at Yang Jian, but his eyes were fixed on the owner's wife.
"Y-yes, he did. Xiao Yang is very diligent. Ever since he started working here, he hasn't taken a single day off or been absent without leave. The only time he was late was yesterday morning, by half an hour, and I even scolded him."
The owner's wife's statement was what Dan Wei had specifically instructed her to say after returning home last night. The other four employees had also been instructed to give the same account.
This was because Dan Wei had made inquiries after returning home last night and learned that Cheng Guang and Ah Liang had been severely beaten, and the Yu Nan Gang's influence in Liuqiao Village and the bus station had suffered heavy losses.
Yang Jian had only started working yesterday afternoon, so these incidents were likely related to him. With such terrifying combat power, Dan Wei dared not betray Yang Jian, especially since he had the Xi Chuan Gang behind him.
Buddha suddenly laughed heartily and cupped his fists towards Yang Jian. "Brother Yang, you truly are extraordinary. To remain so calm in this situation. My apologies. I'll treat you to a meal later. You two, put your guns away."
The two thugs put their pistols back into their clothes but continued to shield Buddha.
Yang Jian looked at Buddha coldly. "There's no need for a meal. What's the meaning of this grand display?"
"Brother Yang, we are here today for three matters. Firstly, to investigate the beating of my brothers Cheng Guang and Ah Liang. It's clear this matter has nothing to do with you.
Secondly, to test your mettle. Our company's chairman heard that your martial arts are very impressive and wishes to invite you to be his personal bodyguard with an annual salary of five hundred thousand. If you feel it's insufficient, we can negotiate, as your performance today has exceeded our expectations."
"I'm sorry, I'm just a bumpkin from the countryside who came to work. I don't know how to be a personal bodyguard. I just want to work diligently and earn money. Thank you for your kind offer."
"Brother, don't be so quick to refuse. How much can you earn from working? If you're willing, I can speak to the chairman and raise your annual salary to one million, allowing you to escape poverty and become a millionaire."
"I'm sorry, I don't have the fortune for that. Besides, one might earn this kind of money but not necessarily live to spend it. I'm content to work here peacefully. I don't aspire to great wealth."
"Brother, why don't you consider it again?"
"No need to consider. Tell me the third matter."
Yang Jian knew the real test was coming. Their main target today should be Ma Yuan. Everything that happened yesterday stemmed from Ma Yuan slashing the convenience store owner. The mastermind behind it was undoubtedly the Xi Chuan Gang, and it was inevitable that they would come for Ma Yuan. He had been too careless not to have kept Ma Yuan out of sight.