e refuses to do it, so when did it become anyone else's business"Just at that moment, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly rang out. Following that, a familiar figure appeared in the conference room....Chapter 60

This reversal caught both Yang Chen and Ma Chao off guard.

"What are you doing" Xiong Boran's features were twisted in anger.

“You can’t kill him, once you fire the gun, maybe I’ll be buried with him, but all I want to do is live!” Samba spoke in standard Mandarin.

"You're crazy!"

Xiong Bo was enraged and felt insulted by Senba. He shouted, "At this close distance, how could I possibly fail to kill him"

Samba looked serene: "His aura is incredibly powerful. Even my master doesn't possess such a strong presence. If you fire, he will mercilessly kill you without hesitation. As the only witness, I would most likely be silenced by him."

"Are you a goddamn idiot Even if he's strong, how could he possibly dodge bullets" Xiong Bo roared with anger. His emotions surged, and as his body moved slightly, his neck brushed against the dagger, drawing blood.

"Their power, you wouldn't comprehend. Just drop your weapon," Samba said calmly.

Yang Chen looked at Samba with interest. His wrist was fractured, and he didn't make a sound. Even though Yang Chen hadn't made a move himself, he could feel the powerful aura radiating from him. It was quite interesting.

"Samba, as long as you put down your dagger and wait for me to kill them, I'll give you ten million!" Xiong Bo felt Samba's firmness and tried to bribe him with money.

But he still underestimated Samba's desire to live. Samba shook his head: "Even if you gave me ten billion, I wouldn't take it. I don't want to have a life where I can spend money but not my life."

"Don't you fear, that if they leave, our Xiong family won't let you go either" Xiong Bo said with a threatening face.

Samba seemed to be threatened by his words, his face struggling slightly. But when he saw Yang Chen's nonchalant expression, a glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Since you're not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous. When you die, no one will know it was I who killed you." Morba moved with murderous intent, his words falling as the dagger in his hand suddenly flashed.

Feeling the cut on his neck, Xiong Boran hurriedly yelled, “I’ll listen to you!”

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the dagger in Samba's hand was knocked away by a bottle cap.

At the same time, the gun in Xiong Boran's hand also came into Ma Chao's hands.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Xiong Bao felt the pain of the dagger slicing through his neck. If the blade had been just a little deeper, he would have died. Even so, the wound on his neck was still bleeding profusely.

Samba was equally terrified. Just now, his dagger had been knocked away by something, and he hadn't even noticed it.

Also, how did the revolver in Xiong Borun's hands end up with Ma Chao, shocking him greatly.

Samba was drenched in cold sweat, looking at Yang Chen who had a playful smile on his face and seemed to be enjoying Samba's fear. He wasn't doubting that if this man wanted his life, he could take it with ease.

"Why" Yang Chen suddenly asked, apparently inquiring about Samba.

Samba then awoke with a start, quickly taking a step back and bowing his head slightly. "I only want to live!"

"Okay, about what happened here today, I hope you'll forget it. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making you forget everything!" Though Yang Chen was smiling, Samba felt immense pressure.

Xiong Boer might not understand, but Samba is different. He's already a strong person and has a clear sense of aura.

Now that Yang Chen has left Beijng, besides his brothers in the North and some high-ranking officials from the Nine States, no one else knows. If news of him in Jiangzhou were to spread, not only would those around him be in danger, but even Beijng itself could encounter some trouble.

A powerhouse of his caliber, he is equivalent to a thousand troops. To any enemy nation, he poses a tremendous threat. Countless individuals covet his life and seek to eliminate him.

"Plop!"

Samba suddenly knelt on one knee, bowing his head, his voice resounding: “I will forget everything, but I want to follow by your side!”ed by the Qin family. Does a small family like the Qins have the qualifications to cooperate with the Yanchen GroupIf we say that YANCHEN Group is friendly with the Qin family, how come the Qin famil...