Hiss!
Ye Longlin grabbed Zhao Xin's wrist and forced him to kneel before him, looking at Ye Longlin with unconcealed resentment.
When Ye Longlin's five fingers clamped down, his wrist was already broken, not just a simple fracture, but a comminuted fracture, the kind that might not be reconnected even in a hospital.
Of course, this was miserable for Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin almost fainted from the pain, but was then jolted awake by the intense agony, struggling back and forth throughout the process.
Although Zhao Xin's actions were indeed provocative, wasn't such punishment a bit too severe?
However, Ye Longlin's actions were so swift that Uncle Ming couldn't react at all; his methods were too... vicious and brutal.
"Young man, sometimes you need to leave some room when you do things, or you won't know who you've offended."
Uncle Ming said, narrowing his eyes. If he had the chance, he would definitely act, but Ye Longlin was by no means an ordinary person. That steady, unwavering demeanor was a unique temperament only possessed by those who had seen great storms.
He had felt this temperament in his family head, but only to a limited extent.
Compared to the young man before him, the family head... was merely a small stream, while this young man was the ocean!
There was no comparison!
"I don't care who you are, and I don't care how deep your connection with the Qi family is. Today, even if the King of Heaven himself came, I would cripple you!"
"Today, I will seek ten times, a hundred times the revenge! You crippled one of my hands, and I will make your entire being accompany me to hell!"
"Uncle Ming, deal with him! I want him dead!!!"
Zhao Xin's eyes turned completely red, emitting a terrifying killing intent, along with fear of Ye Longlin.
Without a word, he crippled one of his own hands!
Who would do something so insane?
At least let me finish speaking, right?
Uncle Ming was also conflicted, as, in the final analysis, Zhao Xin had provoked him first, and there was nothing to say.
Uncle Ming sighed; he was also very wary of Ye Longlin.
"How about... an apology and we let it go?"
Uncle Ming asked tentatively, looking at Ye Longlin, but he regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.
One had to know that someone like Ye Longlin would never apologize to others, and moreover, given his extraordinary status, why would he apologize?
"Ye has served in the military for over ten years, from obscurity to reaching the peak as I am today."
"Along the way, there have been many who stood against me. Do you know what their outcome was?"
Uncle Ming: "......"
That look, that tone...
It sent an inexplicable chill straight to the foreheads of everyone present.
What could their ending be?
Most likely, it would be a thoroughly shattered fate.
Zhao Xin was terrified by this powerful aura and staggered back several steps in a daze: "Damn it, you dare to scare me!"
Ye Longlin shook his head slightly, not wanting to say anything, his gaze falling on Qi Chuyao: "Another round?"
Qi Chuyao's emotions were very chaotic. Last time, her grandfather had mentioned that Ye Longlin's identity was extraordinary, but she hadn't taken it seriously then.
However, sitting opposite him now, she could feel the terrifying aura emanating from him.
To the extent that her hands were trembling as she tidied the chessboard.
Ye Longlin: "......"
Was he that scary?
"Alright... Alright, Mr. Ye." Qi Chuyao took a deep breath.
Ye Longlin smiled: "Calling me Mr. is too old-fashioned. Call me Brother Ye."
This way of addressing him was indeed unique; at least, Yuan Gang knew of no one who did.
Did their boss have a desire to recruit talent?
Qi Chuyao secretly smiled, her heart inexplicably calming.
"Okay, Brother... Brother Ye."
Qi Sheng watched this scene and felt it was truly bizarre. Ye Longlin and Qi Chuyao were calmly playing chess, but behind them, the atmosphere was murderous. Even the subordinate who appeared midway didn't choose to act, which was truly strange.
"Uncle Ming, what's going on with you? Uncle asked you to avenge me, and you haven't even made a move. Do you believe I'll tell Uncle when I get back?"
Zhao Xin's wrist was already numb, and it was beyond help even if he went to the hospital; it was completely ruined.
Uncle Ming smiled wryly and helplessly, "Young Master Zhao Xin, it's not that I don't want to act, but even if I did, I might not be his opponent."
Zhao Xin was startled by this statement and gritted his teeth, roaring, "Are you sure you're not his opponent?"
Uncle Ming nodded helplessly. Although he was unwilling to admit it, if he wasn't an opponent, then he wasn't.
Then, Zhao Xin took out his phone and started contacting people. No matter what, he had to make Ye Longlin pay today!
Clack.
The sound of the chess piece landing on the board was exceptionally piercing, yet melodious.
But to Zhao Xin and the others, it sounded so harsh.
"This 'Soul Locking Second Formation' is about anticipating your thoughts, guessing where your dragon will form, and then blocking it in advance, sealing your path before you can even perceive it."
Ye Longlin explained, placing a black piece.
In this game, Qi Chuyao was also defeated overwhelmingly, without much preamble. The entire chessboard was clean and decisive.
Qi Chuyao's dragon formation had formed, but Ye Longlin had instantly severed its fortune, directly turning it into a dead position.
Qi Sheng and a group of old men watched the game, all feeling speechless. Especially those old men, seeing how easily Ye Longlin had broken Qi Chuyao's game, they were all incredulous.
She was the only one among the younger generation who could rival them in a back-and-forth match, and now she had been directly decapitated by the opponent before even forming properly!
The difference in strength was indeed too great.
It was precisely because of this immense gap in strength that such a result occurred.
On the other hand, Zhao Xin had already contacted people and quickly contacted his uncle.
Judging by this appearance, it seemed he wouldn't rest until Ye Longlin was killed today?
A few minutes later, Zhao Xin wanted to approach Ye Longlin, but due to his fear, he could only linger three meters away, not daring to get any closer.
He could cripple me once, and he could cripple me a second time.
"It's fine, you're just being tough now, you'll have your crying time later. Soon... you'll only have one expression, and that is you begging me for forgiveness on your knees!"
Zhao Xin said menacingly.
Qi Chuyao: "......"
Qi Sheng, however, was aware of the Zhao family's influence, so he intended to smooth things over.
"Zhao Xin, stop messing around. This matter was ultimately initiated by you. Listen to me, leave now, and there's still room for discussion. If your uncle arrives later, this matter will likely escalate significantly."
He was afraid Zhao Xin would die here, and then the trouble would be immense.
Zhao Xin's eyes were bloodshot as he sneered, "Old man, you didn't say anything when I was being bullied earlier. Now you're trying to persuade me? Have you no shame?"