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Yang Chen’s words were like a spark falling into a barrel of gunpowder, the entire hall’s men and women all revealed wrathful looks.
“This brat is tired of living, don’t think that nobody here dares to touch you just because you have some skills!”. A man with a large physique threw down the poker cards in his hand, furiously raised his clenched fist and dashed at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen didn’t even lift his eyebrows, he fished for a cigarette in his clothes with one hand, while the other casually moved to block the fist swung at him. Abruptly, Yang Chen’s claw-shaped hand rapidly moved, and before that large fist landed, the man’s wrist was tightly grasped.
With a slight turn of the wrist, in the blink of an eye, the man’s hand changed forms just like twisted churros!
“OWWW!!!”
The man cried in pain, and fell to the ground holding onto his hand. The bones in his arm were completely dislocated, and he was in so much pain that he had cold sweat all over!
The rest of the hoodlums, who originally planned to charge in and beat Yang Chen to a pulp saw this dramatic reversal, and couldn’t help but stop their legs and hesitate. They were afraid of losing face, but were even more afraid of pain!
After Yang Chen lit up a cigarette, and enjoyed a puff. The crowd of men and women who were just hooting now revealed bewildered and irresolute expressions as they carefully observed at Yang Chen. They didn’t press forward but also didn’t retreat.
“Those who become well-known gangsters, are mostly those who don’t care much about their face, it seems like you people can only be considered intern gangsters, and haven’t become true gangsters.”
Yang Chen sneered, then picked up the document folder, “Your boasting abilities are much stronger than your fighting abilities, I don’t know what the people Yu Lei previously sent for Public Relations were like, but I think there’s a little difference between me and them.”
After finishing, Yang Chen turned around and continued walking towards the manager’s office.
“This mister has great skill, but you came into my office, yet treated my subordinates like this, it is indeed difficult for me, this Guo to swallow.”
A hoarse male voice was heard coming from the manager’s office. Slowly, a mature middle-aged man who had a sharp face and wore an ash-colored suit and shiny leather shoes walked out.
“Boss!!”
This group of gangsters, who had lost their vigor previously began shouting once again upon the appearance of this man, as if this man could bring back all the face they had lost.
Yang Chen looked at the man with interest, his side-parting hairstyle, Armani suit, Louis Vuitton leather belt, and Pierre Cardin leather shoes, they all fit well with that calm and prideful look only successful people possessed. No matter from what angle, he looked like a big company’s manager, and not the leader of these hoodlums, or the main boss of a dummy corporation.
No wonder Yu Lei suffered a loss, it turns out that there was a secret boss, Yang Chen snickered in his heart.