Chapter 154

Guan Zhengshan's smile gradually disappeared from his face, then twisted into a hideous grin. "Ignorant brat, spouting such nonsense and acting so arrogantly! You dare say you want me, Guan family, to disappear?"

"You seem to misunderstand your situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten experts who had surrounded Yang Chen and Ma Chao drew Colt automatic pistols from their suits.

One by one, the gun barrels, like dark abysses, were pointed at Yang Chen.

Without a doubt, once Guan Zhengshan gave the order, Yang Chen would be beaten to a pulp in an instant.

A deathly silence fell over the entire banquet hall as everyone stared in shock at the scene.

Only Yang Chen and Ma Chao didn't feel a thing, as if the guns weren't aimed at them but rather at some imaginary toys.

"Boy, I admit you're very impressive, even my most powerful Nine-Fingered expert isn't your match. But so what?"

Guanzhengshan's eyes were full of malice: "This isn't a cold weapon world where you can do whatever you want with just personal strength. This is an era dominated by hot weapons. Aren't you very arrogant? Continue then!"

Yang Chen wore a mocking expression: "Do you really think that with just some scrap metal, you can take my life?"

"Scrap metal? Boy, you wouldn't be able to survive with over twenty guns pointed at you this close, would you?" Guan Zhengshan sneered.

"You could try."

Yang Chen smiled faintly.

Ma Chao was already fully prepared, ready to strike at any moment.

Looking at Yang Chen's calm demeanor, Guan Zhengshan suddenly had a bad feeling.

But soon, he cast aside that feeling, slapping the table angrily and saying, "Boy, I don't want to waste any more time with you. Now you have two choices: kneel before my grandson and apologize, and maybe I'll consider leaving you in one piece, or I'll give the order right now to beat you to a pulp."

"What if I don't choose any?" Yang Chen said playfully.

"Tat, tat, tat..."

As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, a tremendous roar suddenly erupted outside the banquet hall, accompanied by a gust of strong wind.

The large crystal chandelier at the center of the banquet hall swayed constantly, producing a series of crisp glass clinking sounds.

What sound is that?

"It came from the top of my head, like a helicopter?"

"Where would a helicopter come from?"

Everyone was startled. Guan Zhengshan's face changed slightly. The sound of the helicopter was very close, and by the sound, there was more than one.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, a camouflage-green Jeep suddenly burst through the ballroom doors.

Immediately following them were a number of jeeps, and suddenly one after another, men fully armed and wearing uniform olive-green fatigues charged in.

Ten!

Thirty!

One hundred!

To everyone's astonishment, in a matter of seconds, a hundred men in uniform surged into the room.

In an instant, Guan Zhengshan and his men were surrounded by a group of people. A hundred automatic rifles pointed at Guan Zhengshan and the twenty or so armed guards from the official family.

"Drop your weapons now, or be killed!" the first man barked, his face cold and emotionless.

"Clack! Clack!"

The sound of over a hundred rifles being cocked echoed in the eerie silence. Everyone seemed to smell the pungent odor of gunpowder.

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