I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan Chapter 335 - 295: If Softness Doesn’t Work, Try Force2

"Wow! It’s the legendary Heart-Piercing Arrow." The Bunny Girl’s eyes twinkled like little stars.

"Heart-piercing my ass! Just wait, This Master will give you a good piercing later!"

Guo Qianzhong’s face was dark as he turned to look at Xia Liang. "You cheated!"

Xia Liang wore an innocent expression. "You had five ones and I only had one. How can you say I cheated? If you have to bla soone, bla yourself for being too cautious. If these were ordinary dice, I probably would’ve lost. But with them being loaded with rcury... heh, I could even roll you a parallelogram."

A parallelogram? Keep on bluffing!

"If Young Master Guo says you cheated, then you cheated!" Zhang San shoved the gun directly in Xia Liang’s face.

"Sigh, you guys have the guns. What can I do but agree with whatever you say?" Xia Liang began to feign compromise.

Big Bear sneered. "Since you know we’ve got guns, you should show Young Master Guo a little more respect. Also, stop looking at with those dead fish eyes. Lord Bear doesn’t like it."

"Alright, alright, I won’t look at you then. I was just born with these eyes."

Xia Liang started to turn to the side, but in an instant, he spun back around even faster. Before Zhang San even realized what was happening, a gun was pressed against his forehead. The one he’d been holding had sohow vanished, and the gun now at his head looked rather familiar.

"You—you—"

Disard with his bare hands! It’s like fucking magic! He’s definitely a pro, a pro among pros!

"So, did I really cheat?"

Xia Liang used his left hand to pat Big Bear’s forehead. Big Bear didn’t dare say a word. If he said Xia Liang cheated, he might get shot. If he said he didn’t, wouldn’t that be a slap in the face to Young Master Guo?

"Mr. Xia, I advise you not to do anything foolish. Just put the gun down, and I’ll let you all go." Guo Qianzhong’s face was ashen. If word got out that a mber of the Guo Family had been threatened with a gun by a Didi driver, they’d be a laughingstock.

"Do you take for a fool? There’s no way I’m putting the gun down. In fact, I’m still trying to decide whether to step out with my left foot or my right foot first."

Tian Yuanyuan was speechless. What a monster.

He was cracking jokes at a ti like this. She had spent a good long while wondering if the gun was real or fake. It wasn’t until she saw Zhang San standing stiff and breaking out in a cold sweat that she finally realized the gun was real. It was mainly because this was the first ti she’d ever seen such a dangerous weapon up close.

"Whatever. Step with whichever foot you want."

Guo Qianzhong signaled for Zhang San to open the door to the private room.

The thunderous music from outside was a great relief to Tian Yuanyuan. Once we’re out of here, everything will be fine.

Xia Liang wrapped the handgun in a towel from the ice bucket and, satisfied, also swiped a banana before leaving.

Walking down the stairs, Tian Yuanyuan patted her chest, which wasn’t exactly well-endowed.

"That scared to death! Xia Liang, aren’t you afraid when soone points a gun at you?"

"What’s there to be afraid of?" Xia Liang smiled. "Just the other day, I was playing PUBG and a whole squad had their guns trained on ."

Suddenly, Xia Liang spun around, grabbed a liquor bottle from a nearby table, and hurled it behind him.

BANG— It collided with another bottle flying from the second-floor private room, and a shower of liquor and broken glass scattered everywhere.

"Leaving? You’re not going anywhere! Lock the doors!"

CLANG! CLANG! A loud noise ca from the club’s periter as all the exits were slamd shut, trapping even the other guests inside.

Then, a group of n dressed in black began to surround Xia Liang and Tian Yuanyuan.

The leader was a polished scoundrel. After he spoke a few words into a walkie-talkie, the music in the bar ca to an abrupt halt. The previously dim lights suddenly blazed to full brightness. Many people’s eyes couldn’t handle the stark contrast, and cries of surprise and curses filled the air.

"Guo Qianzhong, I know a casino has its rules. I didn’t hold it against you when you wanted to take my hand earlier. But for this stunt of throwing a beer bottle at , you’d better apologize. If you do, maybe I’ll let it slide."

Xia Liang’s expression darkened. Previously, Guo Qianzhong hadn’t done anything too outrageous, so Xia Liang had figured it was better to let things be. But now? Now he was angry.

The n in black were stunned for a mont before bursting into laughter. Even the onlooking crowd stared at Xia Liang as if he were an idiot.

One man facing dozens of nightclub bouncers was actually talking about letting *them* off the hook. Yeah, you’re a real badass.

Xia Liang hadn’t expected Guo Qianzhong to go back on his word so quickly. Shouldn’t he at least have let us leave the premises first? Now he’s locked the doors to let the dogs out, trapping all the other patrons inside too. What kind of connections does he have to act so arrogantly?

"Get him."

The pale-faced, polished scoundrel waved his hand, and two of his underlings imdiately charged forward.

Xia Liang patted Tian Yuanyuan’s baseball cap to comfort her. But who would have known that while her body trembled, her eyes were sparkling with excitent.

Does she actually have a split personality? Her body is being honest, but her mind is ecstatic?

BANG! Xia Liang casually grabbed another bottle and smashed it over the head of the foremost thug, who cried out and collapsed.

The other thug saw his partner go down so quickly and felt his courage waver. But with all his brothers watching, wouldn’t running back make him a laughingstock?

So he chose to—run in an arc!

Heh, snake-like positioning. This Master is a roar!

BANG!

"Stop fucking hopping around. If you’re going to fight, then fight. Quit dawdling," Xia Liang said, still in his bottle-throwing stance.

Two bottles, two thugs—who usually strutted about the bar—down in seconds. The onlooking crowd roared with approval, and the girls who frequented the club scread wildly, shouting, "Handso guy, I love you!"

Little Four Eyes froze, realizing he had made the mistake of underestimating his opponent. This was happening right in front of the Young Master. If he lost face here, how could he continue to work for the Guo Family? But the power displayed by his opponent’s seemingly small fra was truly unexpected, taking down two well-trained n in a flash.

"All of you, get him!" Little Four Eyes ordered again, and more than twenty n in black sward forward.

They were all bouncers for the sa place, united in glory and ruin. They had to get their reputation back.

Xia Liang still kept Tian Yuanyuan protected behind him. Their position on the staircase was ideal for defense. He could advance to attack without her getting hurt, and he could retreat to her side in an instant.

The number of enemies had multiplied, but it was still damn useless.

Xia Liang stood his ground, unleashing a continuous flurry of punches, extensions, kicks, side steps, and knee strikes. All the n in black who sward him retreated, howling in pain.

A few tried to circle around to grab Tian Yuanyuan, only to be t with a swift kick from the feisty girl, sending them away with the soul-crushing sorrow of having their family jewels scrambled.

The onlooking crowd felt a surge of adrenaline as if they’d been shot up with stimulants.

Tonight had truly been an eye-opener.

This was what you called a true master! This was what you called a real man!

He had taken down more than a dozen n without breaking a sweat, his expression unchanging, his face not even flushed. He had barely moved from his spot.

THUD, THUD, THUD— A series of heavy footsteps echoed.

The polished scoundrel looked thin, but when he ran, he had the force of a charging bull. Just from the sound, Xia Liang knew this guy’s foundation was extrely solid. He was a true expert.

He closed the distance to Xia Liang in a few steps and threw a powerful uppercut. The punch was packed with force. If it connected, Xia Liang’s jaw would shatter. At the very least, he’d get a concussion.

Xia Liang sidestepped backward to dodge it, which only boosted Little Four Eyes’ confidence. He followed up with a fluid series of attacks from both left and right, his offense fierce, fast, and relentless. Xia Liang repeatedly dodged, choosing not to block the attacks head-on.

Among the onlookers, those who supported the polished scoundrel began to cheer, while the girls worried about Xia Liang’s safety started shouting words of encouragent for him.

From behind, Tian Yuanyuan saw that Xia Liang seed to be outmatched by the polished scoundrel and began to worry. Without much hesitation, she pulled out her phone and made a call.

"Hello? Sister K—"

The mont the call connected, Tian Yuanyuan held the phone a good distance from her ear as a woman’s roar erupted from the receiver.

"Yes, yes, I was just teasing you! I’m at the Rolling Stone Bar and I’m in serious danger. Co get quickly, and you’d better bring a lot of people."

While Tian Yuanyuan was sneakily making her call, Xia Liang suddenly shot out his right hand and clamped down on the polished scoundrel’s wrist, a grin spreading across his face.

"Buddy, this fighting style of yours... it’s a real mishmash, isn’t it? Just a bunch of random techniques cobbled together?"

The polished scoundrel’s heart skipped a beat.

It was true that his style was a mix of various martial arts. But even if he hadn’t reached the pinnacle in any single one, he was still considered an expert in each. Yet this man in front of him had effortlessly countered his moves.

"Who are you?"