Zhang Liunian didn't care if he believed him or not, he just wanted to achieve his goal.
"Restore the boundary to its original state, and fill in the pit for me, otherwise I'll bury you in the pit," Zhang Liunian said, then crushed the muscles of the muscular man.
"Let our boss go." As soon as the henchmen of the muscular man came to their senses, they saw their powerful boss defeated by a country bumpkin and stepped on, and they were instantly agitated.
This was their boss, who had all the influence in Hong Kong, how could he have kicked an iron plate in a small Pengcheng?
This was impossible, it must have been that their boss was not feeling well just now, which allowed this country bumpkin to win this duel by chance.
"What if I don't let go?" Zhang Liunian glanced at the eighteen henchmen in front of him, not taking them seriously at all.
When the henchmen heard this, this country bumpkin still wouldn't let go, it was truly too much bullying, so they immediately decided to go up together, defeat Zhang Liunian, and rescue their boss.
"Brothers, let's go together and rescue the boss." Someone in the group of henchmen suddenly shouted, leading the charge towards Zhang Liunian.
Seeing this, the others naturally followed closely. They were loyal henchmen of the boss, how could they stand by and do nothing?
And so, Zhang Liunian welcomed the second wave of attacks, but this time he didn't have to make a move; his bodyguards stepped forward and clashed with these henchmen.
Seeing this, Zhang Liunian did not intend to intervene. Bodyguards were meant to be trained. If they didn't fight more, how could they become masters and progress further? Unless they were about to lose, he, the boss, would step in to turn the tide.
Fortunately, such an opportunity did not arise here.
This was because Zhang Liunian's thirty bodyguards not only outnumbered the henchmen, but their physiques were also not weaker. Facing this group of henchmen, they easily subdued them, making it a piece of cake.
Of course, their current abilities were also attributed to Gu Lou's repeated assassination attempts on Zhang Liunian, which kept these bodyguards on the brink of death every day, forcing them to work harder to become stronger.
However, their efforts paid off. Seeing them perform so well, Zhang Liunian planned to give them a raise later.
The greater the ability, the higher the salary and treatment should be, otherwise they would lose the motivation to continue progressing and improving.
"Brother Liunian, they have all been taken down. What should we do now?" Zhang Qian stood aside, watching the two battles end, and then stepped forward to help the bodyguards ask Zhang Liunian what to do.
Zhang Liunian heard this, glanced at the muscular man with an ugly expression under his feet, and coldly commanded, "I'll give you one chance, restore the boundary line, and level the pit, otherwise I'll bury you here as soil."
The muscular man glared at Zhang Liunian through gritted teeth, unwilling to back down in his heart. However, seeing Zhang Liunian's gaze, as if he were looking at a dead object, he had no choice but to submit to Zhang Liunian's authority.
"We'll do it." The muscular man said, his eyes bloodshot and his body trembling, as if these three words were a great humiliation to him.
Zhang Liunian didn't care about his inner thoughts; he just wanted them to nod and get to work.
"Fine, hurry up and let your henchmen do it. After they finish, come back here to get your boss. If they dare to play any more tricks, you can wait to become fertilizer."
Zhang Liunian stomped his foot, making the muscular man want to spit blood.
This Zhang Liunian was definitely doing it on purpose, deliberately not letting him go, and deliberately stomping his foot to humiliate him.
Damn it, this country bumpkin, he'd better hope he never appears in front of him again, or he'll make him pay.
"Hurry up and restore the boundary line and level the pits." The muscular man, with a stomach full of resentment towards Zhang Liunian, ordered his henchmen to act.
The henchmen naturally did not dare to disobey. They obediently bore their injuries and went to erase the lines they had just drawn carelessly, then redrew the original lines, and then leveled the dozens of pits they had dug with great effort.
By the time they finished, the moon was already out.
Meanwhile, Chen Jiayuan was at home discussing project matters with his confidant. Director Ren suddenly spoke, "Chairman, Little Fist King and the others don't seem to have returned. I hope nothing has happened!"
This Little Fist King was the precious eldest son of the Hong Kong Fist King, and he couldn't die here.
Hearing this, Chen Jiayuan put down the documents in his hand, then looked out the window, and then smiled, "Don't worry, nothing can happen to him. At most, he'll suffer some physical pain. That way, he'll have a feud with Zhang Liunian, won't he?"
He called the Little Fist King over with the intention of creating a feud between him and Zhang Liunian. Regardless of whether the Little Fist King died or not, Zhang Liunian would surely offend the other party.
At that time, Zhang Liunian would surely die. After all, the Little Fist King had a very powerful background, and even he couldn't easily offend him.
Once he suffered hardship, or lost his life, at Zhang Liunian's hands, without them having to make a move, Zhang Liunian would have no place to be buried.
This was his purpose in bringing the Little Fist King here – to kill with a borrowed knife.
He wanted to kill Zhang Liunian, who didn't obey his arrangements. He wanted to let Zhang Liunian understand that going against him, Chen Jiayuan, would lead to certain death.
As for whether the Little Fist King would have an accident, he was still somewhat confident. Given the Little Fist King's abilities, death should not be a problem, at most some suffering.
"But if something happens, we won't be able to explain it to Fist King." Director Ren was worried about this. After all, the Little Fist King came here because of their deception.
It wasn't right to say deception, after all, the Little Fist King was already thirty years old, but who knew that his innocent and easily manipulated personality was the reason.
With just a few words from them, they had made the other party rush here without stopping.
"Zhang Liunian is not that kind of person. He has a fatal flaw, which is that his heart is not hard enough, and he won't be ruthless.
So you can completely rest assured about this. He definitely won't die." Chen Jiayuan had studied Zhang Liunian and concluded that he was a soft-hearted man.
Just take the matter of them abandoning their bodyguards yesterday. Originally, he thought Zhang Liunian would no longer care about these people and would let them be thrown out. He didn't expect him to have people carry the disabled ones away for medical treatment.
This one incident alone showed that Zhang Liunian was not a cold and heartless person.
"Let's hope so!" Director Ren really wanted to believe the chairman's words, but deep down, the thought of Fist King's fists made him unable to stop worrying.
He didn't know if it was right or wrong to provoke such a Yama.
Zhang Liunian was unaware of these things. At this moment, he looked at the restored land and then released the muscular man, "Scram, go back and tell Chen Jiayuan that we'll meet at Pengcheng Hotel tomorrow morning."
Having caused so much trouble, wasn't Chen Jiayuan trying to ban him? Then he would directly confront him.
"You wait for me, I won't let you go. I, Little Fist King, have never been so humiliated. You have successfully made me remember you, country bumpkin." The muscular man climbed up from the ground, glared fiercely at Zhang Liunian, and did not forget to issue a threat.