Buddha Lord remained smiling, "Brother Yang, since you do not accept our recruitment, then you may leave. Come find me anytime you have a change of heart; our doors are always open for you."
"Thank you, Buddha Lord. Xiao Yuan, let's go."
Yang Jian pulled Ma Yuan, preparing to turn away. wap.kanshu伍.net
Buddha Lord, however, chuckled, "Brother Yang, you can go, but he must stay. Attack!"
As soon as the words fell, the two young men behind Ma Yuan raised their wooden clubs and struck towards his back and legs. If they had landed, with Ma Yuan's frail build, he would have been crippled, if not killed. His legs, in particular, would surely have been lost.
In a flash, Yang Jian yanked Ma Yuan backward, using his hands to push off his shoulders. His body soared into the air, twisting mid-turn. With two swift kicks, he struck the chests of the two attacking youths.
One young man was immediately sent flying, while the other stumbled back several steps, caught by his companions. Due to the immense force, both were pushed back another two steps.
Seeing that a fight had broken out, the two young men holding guns began to draw them.
Yang Jian had already focused his attention on them. The moment his feet touched the ground, he propelled himself into the air again. With a scissor kick, he entangled the neck of the young man on the right who was drawing his gun. Twisting his body, he pulled the young man off the ground, flipping him head over heels to land on the ground, his gun knocked away.
Without any pause, Yang Jian performed a forward roll, grabbed the handgun with his left hand, and rolled to the side of the young man, securing his neck with his right arm. He then pressed the cold muzzle of the gun against the young man's temple.
The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless, executed with incredible speed. The subdued young man had barely drawn his pistol before being swept to the ground.
The entire process took less than five seconds. The other young man holding a gun stood dumbfounded, his weapon held uncertainly. On one hand, he hadn't processed what was happening, never expecting Yang Jian to attack his companion.
On the other hand, he dared not fire. When Yang Jian made his move, he was already entangled with his companion. Firing might hit his own man.
In this brief moment of hesitation, his companion was already being held hostage, making him even more reluctant to shoot.
It wasn't just him who was stunned. Everyone, including Buddha Lord, was dumbfounded. Even a kung fu movie wouldn't dare to stage such a scene.
Sitting on the ground was both undignified and unsafe. While everyone was still in shock, Yang Jian stood up, holding his hostage. Ma Yuan quickly rushed to his side.
Buddha Lord snapped back to reality, his smile gone. "Brother Yang, are you sure you want to oppose me?"
"Buddha Lord, it's not that I want to oppose you, but you are pushing things too far. He is just a child, and you intended to strike him with lethal force. He is my brother, and I cannot let him be bullied."
"He injured my brother. This debt must be settled today. Your martial arts are formidable, but if you insist on interfering, you might not leave this place alive."
"You're referring to the shop owner, right? Setting aside whether he was the one who did the cutting, you have no evidence. Even if he did, you provoked him first. You not only refused to cash out his lottery winnings but also beat up his father and son. What right do you have to seek retribution? Furthermore, you said I wouldn't leave this place. Feel free to try. Even if I have to abandon this thing, if you want to kill me, I am confident enough to take a few down with me, including you."
Yang Jian shook the handgun in his hand and took two steps forward, closing the distance with Buddha Lord.
Buddha Lord immediately stood up and retreated, pulling Ah Chao to shield him.
Ah Chao trembled with fear. This person indeed had a way to turn the tables; he was too terrifying. kanδん
"What do you want?"
Buddha Lord was a little unnerved. The opponent was too close, within his attack range. If he truly went berserk, his own life could be in danger.
"I don't want anything. I told you before, I have no enmity with you, no conflict of interest. Let's stay out of each other's way. You be your boss, and I'll be your migrant worker. Don't provoke me, or I'll kill you in minutes. It's the same now. Ma Yuan is my brother. He injured your brother, but you also cheated his father out of forty thousand yuan, and then attacked us twice. I won't pursue those matters. Let's end it here. If you insist on a confrontation, then we'll fight to the death today. Let's see if you can leave this place."
After speaking, Yang Jian pressed the muzzle of the gun hard against the young man's head. The young man immediately wet himself in fear, a foul odor filling the air.
Buddha Lord remained silent for a long time. The situation had escalated beyond his expectations. He thought everything was under his control, but now he was in a difficult position. Compromising would mean losing face if the news spread. However, continuing the confrontation would lead to heavy casualties, and he himself would be in danger. If the situation escalated further, the police would inevitably get involved, and his position as a boss would be over.
Seeing Buddha Lord's lack of response, Yang Jian tapped the young man's face with the gun barrel. "Let me warn you, I hate it the most when people point guns at my head. Anyone who has threatened me with a gun has met a miserable end."
"Brother, I was wrong. I'll never dare to do it again. Please let me go. I beg you."
The young man, feeling the threat of death, pleaded incessantly.
"It's not that I won't let you go, but your boss is using you as cannon fodder. Even if I hadn't subdued you, the moment you fired, your life would have been ruined. You would face the death penalty or endless years in prison, while your boss would still be living comfortably outside, enjoying himself. Is it worth it?"
Yang Jian struck at their hearts, seizing the opportunity to break the will of these henchmen. Most of these young men were only eighteen or nineteen, or in their early twenties, their minds still immature and prone to impulsive crimes.
"Enough, Brother Yang. Today, Buddha Lord will give you face. This young man's debt is wiped clean. No one will trouble him from now on. Today's matter ends here. I will host a banquet for you tonight."
Buddha Lord interrupted Yang Jian's persuasion in time, lowering his stance and admitting defeat.
"Thank you for your magnanimity, Buddha Lord. I'll have to decline the invitation for drinks. You are big bosses, and I am just a migrant worker, not worthy of your company. Just don't provoke me in the future. As I said before, I just want to work peacefully and earn money. I don't want to oppose anyone. If others don't offend me, I won't offend them."
"Alright, we'll withdraw. You release him."
Buddha Lord waved his hand, and his henchmen all withdrew from the shop and got into their cars.
Yang Jian did not dwell on the matter. He returned the handgun to the young man and let him go.
In front of so many people, he believed no one would dare to fire their weapons, which was the basis of his confidence in retaliating.
Buddha Lord, however, showed a modicum of credibility. He cupped his hands towards Yang Jian and, with a grim expression, got into the BMW.
Within three minutes, the entrance to the shop was empty. Not a single car remained. The onlookers, however, did not disperse, watching Yang Jian from a distance, their thoughts unknown.
Meanwhile, the Dan Wei couple clutched their chests, their legs weak, collapsing onto the sofa, speechless for a long time. In their decades of life, this was the first time they had experienced such a terrifying event. It had almost resulted in a death. It was too thrilling, and their hearts could barely take it.