"And what if it's the thirteenth time.
The debt owed to my Chenhe Group must be repaid.
Besides, you injured our people.
Medical expenses and compensation for mental distress are inevitable.
And also, you need to issue a public apology."
Xiao Chen repeated what he had said to the security guard.
"Baka!"
A samurai suddenly placed his long sword against Xiao Chen's neck.
At that moment, Li Na felt as if her breathing would stop.
It was like someone was choking her throat.
She really shouldn't have come.
This group of people is simply insane.
It's impossible to collect money from them.
Even Xiao Chen can't do it.
Xiao Chen seemed unfazed by the long sword at his neck.
He even took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked.
"I dare to come, so I'm not afraid of your games.
I advise you to repay the money and apologize obediently.
That way, your ending will be better."
Xiao Chen said calmly.
"You're not afraid?"
Yagyū Jirō paused.
