"Do you think I didn't have other preparations?"
Jiang Shaolong pointed the gun at Chen Fan and roared hysterically, "Kneel down for me!"
Wang Dongdong's face turned pale. He forced himself to stand and said with difficulty, "Young Master Jiang, you... you're scaring me, right? This is a toy gun, isn't it?"
"Toy?"
Jiang Shaolong sneered coldly, moved the muzzle, and pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the gun shattered a bottle of wine on the counter.
"What do you think?"
Jiang Shaolong roared madly.
Wang Dongdong's face turned pale with fright, and he almost peed his pants. "Young Master Jiang, don't, don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over, let's talk it over..."
"Talk it over? Do you think that's possible?" Jiang Shaolong sneered.
With a thud, Wang Dongdong knelt directly on the ground, his body trembling.
He never expected Jiang Shaolong to be so insane that he actually got a gun.
If he had known this, he would have really poisoned Chen Fan.
The truth was, it wasn't that he didn't want the three million promised by Jiang Shaolong, but he didn't dare to take it.
Su Yingxue and Wang Tingting didn't know Chen Fan's specific identity, but Wang Dongdong knew something, and Chen Fan had told him personally, otherwise, he wouldn't have been scared stiff that day.
He knew that the owner of Villa Number One was Chen Fan, so he could easily choose between Chen Fan and Jiang Shaolong.
Besides, he really didn't have the guts to poison and kill someone...
He was just a scoundrel, and if he had the guts to kill, he wouldn't be living such a miserable life.
But now he truly regretted it.
Seeing how cowardly Wang Dongdong was, Jiang Shaolong lost interest and looked at Chen Fan with a cold smile, "Now, do you have anything else to say?"
Facing the muzzle, Chen Fan just smiled indifferently and said, "You brought this upon yourself!"
"You're still so stubborn even at this point. Do you believe I'll blow your head off with one shot right now?" Jiang Shaolong roared.
"You can try!"
Chen Fan said lightly, completely disregarding the gun in Jiang Shaolong's hand.
These words scared Wang Dongdong half to death.
That was a real gun!
This was life and death, big brother, you're too brave!
"Do you really think I don't dare?"
Jiang Shaolong growled, his gun-wielding hand trembling.
Chen Fan glanced at him disdainfully and shook his head, "Even if you dare to shoot, you can't kill me."
"Go to hell!"
Jiang Shaolong was completely enraged and suddenly pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The gun went off!
The muzzle was aimed directly at Chen Fan's head.
At such a short distance, who could dodge it?
He was dead!
Wang Dongdong couldn't bear to watch and quickly closed his eyes, even Jiang Shaolong himself closed his eyes.
The scene fell silent!
After a long while, Jiang Shaolong slowly opened his eyes, only to see Chen Fan sitting calmly in front of him, leisurely drinking wine.
As if nothing had happened.
His face was frighteningly calm!
"This..."
Jiang Shaolong was stunned.
He couldn't imagine how Chen Fan had dodged the shot; it was incredible.
Wang Dongdong beside him had his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost, and muttered, "This is even possible?"
"Alright, it's over!"
Just as the two of them were gaping, Chen Fan put down his wine glass, dusted off his clothes, and then snapped his fingers.
"Over? Over what?"
Before Jiang Shaolong could react, he heard a bang as the bar door was kicked open, and a team of fully armed warriors, exuding a bloody aura, rushed in like wolves and tigers.
Jiang Shaolong's men were stunned and froze in place, as if petrified.
"Everyone get down, hands on your heads, get down and cover your heads!"
With guns pointed at everyone, the shouts made Jiang Shaolong's men tremble.
Except for Chen Fan, who sat upright, and Jiang Shaolong, everyone else put their hands on their heads and squatted down. They were hit on the head with rifle butts and dragged away like dead dogs.
Jiang Shaolong's gun was still pointed at Chen Fan, but looking at the people who rushed in, his face turned ashen, and his legs involuntarily trembled.
All his previous madness and brutality had vanished.
The muzzles of four or five rifles were simultaneously pointed at him; any move he made would have turned him into a sieve.
"Who... who are you people?"
Jiang Shaolong asked, swallowing.
"You are not authorized to know!"
The answer was a cold voice.
Jiang Shaolong: "..."
"You have five seconds to put down your gun and squat down with your hands on your heads, or you will be shot on the spot!"
"Five, four, three, two..."
Before the countdown reached one, Jiang Shaolong threw down his gun and squatted down with his hands on his head.
It wasn't that he hadn't considered killing Chen Fan first, but the moment he was pointed at by these fully armed soldiers, he caved.
"Drag him away!"
There was no explanation, only a cold command.
Jiang Shaolong was dragged away like a sack by two team members.
Jiang Shaolong wanted to look back to see if Chen Fan was also hit on the head with a rifle butt and bleeding profusely, causing him to cry out in pain.
He didn't even understand what was going on, nor why a team of ferocious soldiers would suddenly appear when he wanted to kill Chen Fan.
However, the next scene shocked him again.
He saw the soldiers neatly line up in front of Chen Fan, salute uniformly, and shout loudly.
"The Raptor Brigade reports for duty, awaiting orders!"
"The Raptor Brigade reports for duty, awaiting orders!"
The synchronized voices boomed like thunder, shaking the bar.
Chen Fan nodded and said, "Good."
All the members of the Raptor Brigade looked excited.
Being praised by the Undying War God, King Chen, was an immense honor they would boast about for a lifetime.
Wang Dongdong, who was still squatting on the ground with his hands on his head, dared not get up, his eyes wide open, filled with shock and excitement beyond compare.
He knew Chen Fan was the owner of Villa Number One, and he thought Chen Fan was just a hidden wealthy man, but he never imagined Chen Fan had such a terrifying identity.
This Raptor Brigade, with its extremely fierce aura, clearly had seen battle.
Such a team was so respectful and reverent towards Chen Fan; what was his identity then...
Wang Dongdong didn't even dare to think about it. He was now incredibly fortunate that he hadn't been blinded by money, otherwise, he wouldn't have known how he died.
Jiang Shaolong, seeing this scene, turned ashen. He knew he had truly kicked a steel plate this time, and one with thorns.
The Chen Fan in front of him was not a delivery man at all, but possessed an unbelievable identity.
No wonder so many powerful figures showed up on his wedding day.
Wait, and that Mr. Long, the mysterious owner of Villa Number One...
Heavens!
The more Jiang Shaolong thought about it, the more terrified he became.
And he had actually wanted to be his enemy, to kill him, he was simply courting death!
Su Yingxia, Su Yingxia, what will happen when you know Chen Fan's true identity?
Will you regret it?