"Do you think you are very powerful with a gun?" Zhuo Yifan walked towards the young man step by step and asked lightly.
"Don't move, don't come over. If you come over again I'll shoot!" the young man shouted excitedly.
"You fire! I'm giving you a chance, but I'm afraid you won't dare to fire. But I promise you, when you shoot, the bullet will not hit me, but will go through your own body! You have to test it.
Huh?" Zhuo Yifan sneered disdainfully.
"Don't... don't move... I told you not to move!" Seeing Zhuo Yifan still walking towards him unhurriedly, the young man began to look excited.
"Although I don't want to say it, guns really don't pose a threat to me. Those Vietnamese are the best proof. Do you know why the people you are looking for will cooperate with me in the end?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a sneer.
"How did you do it? Do those Vietnamese know you?" Wang Cheng's heart moved and he asked subconsciously.
"Of course not. How could I know those mercenaries? Only you, Mr. Wang, would make friends with such people. The reason why they choose to cooperate with me is because they know that they can't kill me at all. Because they
I have proven this with my own son!" Zhuo Yifan explained slowly.
"Impossible. How can someone not be afraid of children?" The young man's voice was trembling, he shook his head and shouted emotionally.
"You don't believe it? Didn't I ask you to shoot? You did! Or do you believe what I just said? Don't you want to die?" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer, but he was already standing there
He stood in front of the young man. As long as he raised his hand, he could reach the young man's right hand holding the gun.[
"Don't force me!" The young man gritted his teeth, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
"Huh!" Zhuo Yifan snorted, and he suddenly disappeared on the spot. The next second, a scream was heard, and the young man fell to the ground. His arm seemed to have been twisted.
It looked like it was broken, showing a weird angle, hanging on the ground.
The young man struggled for a moment and then fainted completely. The gun in his right hand was also gone.
Wang Cheng's pupils shrank, and the man almost shrank under the desk. He didn't even have time to pull out the pistol in the drawer.
But he failed to do so. He was lifted out from under the desk like a chicken and thrown on the floor.
"Why are you so hopeless? You are the successor of the Wang Group, and even the entire Wang family will be handed over to you in the future. If others know that you are scared out of your wits and go straight under the table, who will think highly of you?
"Zhuo Yifan sighed with frustration, seemingly dissatisfied with Wang Cheng's performance.
"What do you want?" Wang Cheng was covered in cold sweat. He finally knew that Zhuo Yifan was definitely not an ordinary businessman or a college student. Such terrifying skills were just like those monsters from the Long family he had seen.
He is no longer a human being!
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. At least until some things are unclear, I won't take your life!" Zhuo Yifan put the young man's pistol on the desk, and then picked up the Wang
Cheng threw his almost limp body on the sofa, then sat down opposite him and continued:
"What on earth are you going to talk to me about?" Wang Cheng avoided Zhuo Yifan's eyes, his heart filled with strong uneasiness and fear.
Chapter 487 Overestimating one's own capabilities 8
Chapter 487: Overestimating one's own capabilities 8 Yes,
