Yu Zhenhai trembled with fear. "Kid, do you have any fucking idea where this is... AARGH!!"
Before he could finish, he let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. His head was slammed viciously against the wall several times. Blood streamed down his cheeks, and the intense pain caused him to collapse. He slumped to the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.
Expressionless, Chen Xiao grabbed him by the hair, lifted his head, and shook it. "Can you pay the twenty-million balance now?"
"I'll pay, I'll pay!" Yu Zhenhai shivered uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down his face as he made a phone call.
Qin Lan stood to the side, completely stunned and speechless.
Chen Xiao dangled a cigarette from his lips and stared disdainfully at Yu Zhenhai, who lay there like a dead dog. "Got a light?"
Enduring the excruciating pain, Yu Zhenhai forced a fawning smile and tremblingly lit Chen Xiao's cigarette.
Qin Lan had always hated it when men smoked, yet at this moment, she found his disdainful, devil-may-care attitude to have a strange allure.
「A minute or two later.」
THUD! THUD! THUD!
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed, and in the blink of an eye, the entire corridor was flooded with men wielding clubs. A rough count put them at several dozen, all charging ferociously toward Chen Xiao.
Qin Lan instinctively hid behind him. "What do we do now?"
Chen Xiao teased, "Weren't you talking a big game earlier? Scared now?"
Qin Lan's pretty face flushed. "Maybe... we should run!"
Dozens of men? How are we supposed to fight them?
"No need," Chen Xiao said, shaking his head.
Seeing his reinforcements arrive, Yu Zhenhai grew bold again. "Beat him to death for me!"
"Get him! Break his damn legs!"
The crowd of men charged with clubs raised, their battle cries deafening enough to scare a man to death.
"Perfect. It's been a while since I've warmed up..." Chen Xiao cracked his knuckles and charged straight into the crowd.
A string of agonized howls echoed through the hallway as weapons clattered to the floor. Seconds later, all several dozen men were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
Qin Lan's beautiful eyes went wide with disbelief.
This guy... he's absurdly strong, isn't he?
Chen Xiao walked back to Yu Zhenhai. Grinding his shoe into the man's face, he leaned down. "I'll let you call for more people, but... it's an extra million per head."
Yu Zhenhai was too terrified to speak. "There's... there's really no one else!"
He was on the verge of tears. What kind of monster is this? He took down fifty or sixty men in less than a minute. Bringing more would be useless!
"So, can you pay up now?" Chen Xiao patted his cheek. "I'm in a hurry."
"Yes! I'll pay! I'll really pay this time!" Yu Zhenhai nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at grain.
Chen Xiao counted the heads. "Forty-eight people here, so that's forty-eight million. Add the original twenty million, and that makes sixty-eight million. Any problems with that?"
Yu Zhenhai's eyes widened. "You might as well go and—"
Before he could finish, Chen Xiao stomped his foot down on the man's hand, applying pressure.
"Any objections?!"
Yu Zhenhai winced, clenching his jaw against the pain. "No objections, none at all! I'll transfer it to you right away."
Qin Lan's breathing quickened. Is this guy... robbing him? Still, it's pretty satisfying, isn't it? A scumbag like Yu Zhenhai deserves to be dealt with by a tyrant like Chen Xiao! Her gaze toward Chen Xiao was now filled with admiration, and the burning heat inside her became stronger than ever before...
Qin Lan felt the strange sensation in her body intensifying, and her legs instinctively clamped together. To avoid embarrassing herself in public, she quickly whispered in Chen Xiao's ear, "Chen Xiao, let's wrap this up and get out of here quickly."
But just then, the elevator doors slid open, and a young man and woman stepped out.
The young man was tall and imposing with sharp, piercing eyes. But the woman beside him was the truly stunning one.
She looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five. She carried an aura of devastating beauty, yet her powerful presence lent her a sharp, capable edge. Her V-neck top prominently displayed her full bust, and the silver necklace dangling into her deep cleavage was utterly captivating. Within her alluring, roving eyes was the unmistakable, dignified aura of a superior.
"Miss Zhang!"
"Young Master Zhang!"
Seeing the pair, all the men on the floor struggled to their feet to greet them respectfully.
Qin Lan's expression grew grim. She explained to Chen Xiao in a low voice, "Those two are from the Direct Lineage of the Zhang Family. That's Miss Zhang, the one I mentioned earlier, Zhang Yaqing. Beside her is her younger brother, the Zhang Family's Second Young Master, Zhang Wudao."
"Don't make a move. The Zhang Family isn't like trash such as Yu Zhenhai; we can't afford to provoke them! Besides, the Zhang Family also built its name on martial prowess. Young Master Zhang has few rivals among the younger generation in Yuncheng City. If you really fight, you might not be his match..."
As she spoke, her knees pressed tightly together again. She trembled slightly, feeling an unbearable sensation consume her, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at her heart. All she wanted was to flee this place immediately...
"What's going on here?" Zhang Yaqing strode forward, her sharp, phoenix-like eyes sweeping across the scene before finally landing on Chen Xiao. "Dozens of you were beaten like stray dogs by one man? Has my Zhang Family been raising a bunch of trash? Do I have to handle this myself?"