After killing Wang Changle with one sword, Lin Yun slowly walked into the lobby holding a sword in one hand.
Wherever Lin Yun went, there seemed to be an invisible repulsive force. Everyone present trembled backwards, not daring to take another step forward.
There were even a few unsatisfied young people who were so frightened that their legs softened and they knelt down on the ground, almost kowtowing to Lin Yun and begging for mercy.
Lin Yun's body was so abnormal that no matter how they attacked, it was of no avail. How could they fight?
What's more, even the gang leader has been defeated, how can they have the courage to continue fighting?
"Who else!" Lin Yun stepped on Wang Changle's head and swept his gaze across the crowd like a sword.
Being caught by Lin Yun's cold gaze, everyone present felt a sharp pain, as if they had really been stabbed by a sword.
Everyone huddled in the corner fearfully. No one spoke, no one dared to stand up, and no one even dared to look directly at Lin Yun's sword-like gaze.
"You... you go, I don't want you to compensate..." Wang Changle spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said weakly.
Lin Yun's mouth curved in a strange way: "It's okay if you don't want compensation, but I didn't say I didn't want compensation."
Hearing Lin Yun's words, Wang Changle's expression froze: "You...what do you mean?"
"Do you know that my time is very precious. You have wasted so much of my time, and now you want me to leave just because you want me to leave?" Lin Yun grabbed Wang Changle's collar with one hand and lifted him up.
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"You..." Wang Changle was so angry that his nose was crooked. Just now he refused to let these people leave, but now he wants them to leave quickly, but they still refuse to leave!
Before Wang Changle could say anything, the skull sword in Lin Yun's hand was already placed on his neck, forcing him back into the chair.
Lin Yun then calmly sat down on the opposite seat and said to Wang Changle in a calm tone: "Don't worry, we have plenty of time. Sit down first and then calculate my losses."
Wang Changle felt his anus tighten, and a trace of cold sweat suddenly flowed from his forehead.
The disgraced Wang Yi was also dragged up from the ruins by Su Yanhong and thrown back to the original chair.
The Wang father and son just sat in such a polite manner, renegotiating with Lin Yun in an uneasy mood.
Wang Changle covered his broken right arm with his left hand and asked in great pain: "What do you want?"
"Your good-for-nothing son lost in the competition just now. According to the agreement, you should give me the materials we need." Lin Yun said in a calm tone with an expressionless face, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
After hearing Lin Yun's words, Wang Changle's face immediately turned red to the color of pig liver.
Lin Yun killed so many members of his gang and even lost one of his arms, and now he still has the audacity to pay attention to that batch of materials. It's really too much!
Although he wanted to tear Lin Yun into pieces, Wang Changle did not dare to show it, after all, his life was still in Lin Yun's hands.
This time he kicked the iron plate himself, and he could only admit that he was unlucky!
"Lao Wu, go get the materials they want!" Wang Changle ordered the middle-aged man beside him, but his heart was bleeding.
"Yes." The middle-aged man cupped his fists and hurriedly turned around and left.
A few minutes later, the middle-aged man came to Lin Yun tremblingly, holding a treasure box in his arms.
Su Yanhong reached out to take the treasure box, counted the materials inside, and then nodded to Lin Yun.
Wang Changle turned his head to one side, unable to bear to look at the treasures of heaven and earth that he had obtained through life and death, and were just given away in vain.
Wang Changle did not expect a penny in reward, he just hoped that these plague gods would leave as quickly as possible.
However, after Lin Yun accepted this pile of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he once again cast his cold gaze on Wang Changle.
Wang Changle's body couldn't help but tremble, and then he asked Lin Yun cautiously: "As agreed, I have given you all the materials you need. Can you leave now?"
"Let us go?"
Lin Yun sneered, and then said in a light tone: "As I said just now, my time is very precious. I wasted so much time here, and you just let me go?"
"Then...then what else do you want?" Wang Changle couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Now his intestines were almost green with regret.
Lin Yun still had an indifferent expression and said in a calm tone: "You can let me go if you want me to leave, but first compensate for my losses. It's not much, just a million low-grade Yuan stones."
Hearing Lin Yun's words, Su Yanhong and others were amazed.
Wang Changle had made excessive demands on Su Yanhong and others before, but now, Lin Yun paid them back tenfold.
This is called treating others in their own way!
Wang Changle almost lost his temper and vomited blood when he heard about millions of low-grade Yuan stones.
Millions of low-grade Yuan stones?
Fuck you! Why don’t you go and grab it?
These are just a bunch of fucking robbers!
"You are just using your power to bully others!" Wang Changle has almost reached the limit of his patience. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, he would have taken action long ago.
Snap!
As soon as Wang Changle finished speaking, he slapped him hard on the face, throwing him to the ground and knocking out two of his teeth.
Wang Changle was stunned by this slap, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was completely lost.
Before Wang Changle could get up from the ground, Lin Yun stepped on his face and crushed him to the ground.
Lin Yun looked at Wang Changle condescendingly, as if he suddenly changed. His tone was no longer calm, but he said domineeringly: "So what if you use your power to bully others? In this world where the weak eat the strong, the strong do not need a reason to annex the weak!"
Wang Changle spurted out a mouthful of old blood. This was exactly what he had said before, but now Lin Yun returned it intact.
"One million low-grade Yuan stones, how can we have so many?" Wang Changle pressed his face tightly to the ground and said in a very aggrieved tone.
"Not that much?" Lin Yun's lips curved into a dangerous arc.
The next second, Lin Yun raised his sword without any warning, and struck Wang Yi on the right shoulder with the sword.
brush!
All I saw was a flash of cold light.
Before Wang Yi could react, his entire right arm separated from his body and fell to the ground with splashes of blood.
"ah--!"
Wang Yi fell to the ground and let out an extremely miserable howl.
"Bastard!" Wang Changle immediately struggled hard, trying to break free from the oppression of Lin Yun's feet, but was unable to break free due to his serious injuries. He was like a worm, squirming on the ground.
Lin Yun reached down with one hand, inserted the skull sword into Wang Changle's thigh, and nailed him to the ground: "Take a good look around, we are all here, you have no right to refuse!"