Chapter 391: Not Eating Means Disrespecting Me

9 p.m.

Zheng Nan left his hotel in great strides with two bodyguards, planning to have fun with a local girl.

“Clang!”

Suddenly, a car rushed over, striking the two bodyguards who were distanced from Zheng Nan, sending them flying and leaving them lying on the ground, their condition unknown.

Zheng Nan stood there for a moment, unable to react, until two individuals from the car forcibly dragged him inside.

“What are you doing? Are you crazy? Do you know who I am? Release me immediately!”

After being dragged into the car, Zheng Nan struggled, cursed, and threatened non-stop.

“Bang!”

One of the men unemotionally lifted his handgun and struck Zheng Nan on the forehead.

“Ah!”

Zheng Nan screamed in pain, instinctively covering his forehead as crimson blood seeped through his fingers.

“If you keep making noise, I’ll shoot you. Our boss requests your presence.”

Zheng Nan cursed inwardly. A request? Is this how you invite someone? At this moment, fear filled his heart. He had never encountered such a situation before and didn’t know who would treat him like this. The unknown was his greatest fear.

Meanwhile, at the dimly lit Night Bar.

A car parked at the entrance and six well-dressed burly men stepped out.

“You all…”

“Clang!”

As one of the bar’s bouncers approached to inquire about the situation, he hadn’t even finished his sentence before he was kicked, shattering the glass door of the bar.

“Ahhh!”

The bar was instantly filled with screams, everyone crouching on the ground, too scared to move.

Regular patrons at the bar often experienced troublemakers, but such incidents were usually resolved quickly.

As long as they didn’t interfere, they generally remained safe.

The six men headed straight for the basement casino.

In the casino, Li Bao was playing cards with others.

“What do you want?”

Upon seeing the intruders, Li Bao’s two subordinates grabbed metal bats nearby.

“Bang! Bang!”

Without a word, the two leading men drew handguns and pulled the trigger emotionlessly.

“Ah!”

Blood sprayed from the shoulders of the two subordinates as they collapsed, wailing in pain.

“Ahhhh!”

The casino descended into chaos, everyone huddling at the corners, terrified.

“Brother, the route…”

It took Li Bao a while to react; he swallowed nervously, wanting to introduce himself.

“Bang!”

Before he could finish, one of the burly men stepped forward and struck him on the head with a gun, coldly saying, “Our boss requests your presence.”

“Alright, alright, be careful of your firearms, I’m cooperating, cooperating.”

Li Bao, enduring the pain on his head, raised his hands above his head and followed them out of the casino.

Moments later, the car sped off from the entrance.

From getting out of the car, to firing, then leaving with people, the whole process didn’t exceed three minutes.

…

A small villa.

This was a villa belonging to Tang Siyu, who had given the keys to Xu Shaochen, inviting him to move out of the hotel and stay here.

The villa’s interior design was Western-style, with the kitchen and living room connected.

In the living room, a classical phonograph, said by Tang Siyu to be worth 300,000, played soothing piano music.

Xu Shaochen, wearing an apron, meticulously sliced a steak in rhythm with the music.

Standing behind him were Long Yi and Long Er.

Zheng Nan knelt on the floor, his face covered in blood, trembling uncontrollably.

Behind him were four well-dressed burly men, with two pitch-black handguns pressed against his head.

If the triggers were pulled lightly, two bullets would go through his skull.

“Big Brother, I was wrong. Please spare me, I’ll return the money to you.”

Zheng Nan stammered, never imagining it would be Xu Shaochen. After all, he hadn’t taken him seriously.

Had he known, he wouldn’t have dared touch the five million—it was more than he could handle and life-threatening.

“Shh, don’t make noise. Having come all the way from Hong Kong, I need to personally cook for you. There’s also another guest; we’ll start eating once he arrives.”

Xu Shaochen looked up, smiling at Zheng Nan. Yet to Zheng Nan, that smile was as terrifying as the grim reaper’s.

Zheng Nan wanted to cry but didn’t dare let out a sound due to Xu Shaochen’s words.

“Click—”

Soon the villa door opened.

Li Bao was kicked to his knees beside Zheng Nan, and six other well-dressed men stood around the living room walls.

“Nan… Young Master Nan.”

Upon seeing Zheng Nan, Li Bao was stunned, and when he looked up to see Xu Shaochen, he nearly jumped out of his skin.

“I said in the daytime that we should have dinner, I hope my cooking suits your palate.”

Speaking slowly, Xu Shaochen placed three elegantly plated steaks on the table.

“Big Brother, I was wrong. Please spare me, have mercy!”

Li Bao and Zheng Nan kept begging, tears streaming down as they trembled in fear.

“Not eating means you look down on me, and disrespecting me could be deadly.”

Sitting at the dining table, Xu Shaochen began his meal, casually stating.

The two shivered, then slowly walked to the table, trembling as they started to cut the steak, slipping on the plates several times.

With patience, Xu Shaochen waited until they’d nearly finished eating before wiping his hands with a napkin: “After dinner, we should settle the score.”

“Thud!”

Frightened, Li Bao and Zheng Nan fell from their chairs, crawling to Xu Shaochen’s feet, clutching his legs.

“Big Brother, mercy, have mercy, we were blind to your greatness, please treat us as nothing.”

Xu Shaochen waved, and two bodyguards stepped on their arms.

“Ahhh!”

Both screamed, instinctively releasing their grip on Xu Shaochen’s legs.

The bodyguards then dragged them to the center of the room like dead dogs.

“Five million is small money to me, but your attitude is intolerable. Do you think Xu Shaochen is easy to bully?”

Xu Shaochen said calmly, his gaze like that of looking at dead men.

“Mercy, mercy, please spare me. I’ll give you fifty million or even five hundred million.”

Zheng Nan, devoid of earlier arrogance, had wet his pants with urine, crying miserably.

“Five hundred million? Quite a generous offer.”

Xu Shaochen smiled slightly, waving nonchalantly: “Break their legs and leave them on the street; let them crawl to the hospital themselves.”