Chapter 992: Chapter 981: Sha Duanfeng
Ning Fan stands with his head bowed, unmoving like a mountain.
Suddenly, he laughs heartily at the sky and claps his hands towards Su Xinghai.
“Such a bold rascal, since that’s the case, I’ll just have to use a bit of a rough thod to force you to acknowledge the truth.”
Su Xinghai bursts into laughter as well:
“Truth? Hahaha, young man, you are called Ning Fan, right? The most aningless thing in the world is the so-called truth.”
Ning Fan shakes his finger at Su Xinghai, clearly not agreeing with the other’s opinion.
“Don’t act profound with . I usually don’t care much about the truth, but if this thing can be thrown at your face to force you to kneel and admit your mistake, I don’t mind using it.”
Su Xinghai pats his right hand on his left arm and nods with a smile:
“Kid, you’re quite arrogant. Since that’s the case, I don’t mind showing you a few truths, so you can understand your situation.”
With that, Su Xinghai turns sideways and claps his hands, and imdiately, a dozen subordinates in black suits present items covered with red silk.
Ning Fan doesn’t want to watch Su Xinghai’s theatrics.
Even if the silk is not removed, he has a way to see what’s underneath.
Just as everyone’s attention turned to the red silk cloth, Ning Fan’s eyes faintly glowed purple.
“I see, I knew the Jiuyao Group’s old soldiers wouldn’t be serious about sports equipnt.”
Su Xinghai slowly walks to the first man in a suit, pinches the corner of the red silk cloth:
“In the eyes of the world, the Jiuyao Group is supposed to make sports equipnt, but where should our focus be? A hundred or two hundred-dollar footballs, basketballs? No, successful businessn know how to entertain the rich, and the rich like more stimulating things… What is more colorful and sensory-stimulating than ball sports, hmm?”
“Are you talking about hacking people? That’s really quite vulgar.”
Ning Fan shrugs, showing a helpless and rather bored expression.
Su Xinghai suddenly raises his hand and pulls away the red silk cloth.
“Look, brass knuckles, usually child’s play. But after so specific processes, like poisoning it, it can perform a bit more spectacularly. I an, ‘Blood-Sealing Throat’ sounds quite stylish, doesn’t it?”
Ning Fan’s expression remains calm, neither sad nor happy, as he gestures to Su Xinghai.
“Please continue your performance.”
Su Xinghai unveils the second exhibition item.
“No matter how skilled in martial arts, there’s fear of a machete, and this one can be said to be the supre amongst machetes. Made from special alloy steel, it cuts through iron like mud. Emphasize, this is not a taphor; it’s a real description.”
Su Xinghai flicks his wrist, throwing the three-foot-long supre machete, and with a flash of cold light, the blade’s tip deeply embeds into the marble pillar beside it.
From this move, Ning Fan can tell that Su Xinghai has a certain level of cultivation, roughly a martial cultivation expert.
But compared to Ning Fan, it’s really too far off.
Moreover, it’s quite cute for soone at the martial artist realm to still believe in weapons like this half-baked old man.
In an instant, Su Xinghai reveals the third exhibition item.
This is a black submachine gun.
“After entering the era of hot weapons, indeed, these guys have beco more favored! Arrow devices are a man’s romance, hahaha!”
Suddenly, vivid colors flash in Su Xinghai’s eyes, as he pulls the trigger, firing a string of bullets.
“Dadadadadadada…”
A series of bullet holes appear on the marble floor, with debris flying.
“Ah…”
Xu Xiaoqing screams, clasping her head and leaning on Ning Fan’s shoulder.
Ning Fan gently pats Xu Xiaoqing’s back, his face completely fearless.
“Don’t be afraid, little girl. I say, Su Xinghai, just a token display, no need to scare the little ladies with these childish things.”
Su Xinghai throws the submachine gun to the subordinate in a black suit and flexes his wrists.
“Now, you should understand what kind of group the Jiuyao Group is, right? Is the truth important? As long as we can make money and the rich can enjoy themselves, who cares what the truth is, hmm?”
Truth be told, Su Xinghai isn’t too satisfied with his exhibition.
Because Ning Fan seems completely unaffected.
This makes Su Xinghai have to ponder, what is this young man’s background?
Ning Fan taps his forehead, calm and composed, with a gaze as sharp as a blade.
“Alright, let summarize. The truth isn’t that important. You want to make money, the rich want excitent, all of this is fine, but if you want to thrive in Zhonghai City, you need to pay special attention to one thing.”
“Oh, what is it?”
“Don’t make unhappy!”
Ning Fan stretches out his thumb, pointing at his heart, standing proud, shining like a deity.
“Ha, young man, you’re getting more arrogant. Since that’s the case, let announce the outco of this internal company conflict. Xu Xiaoqing seduces superiors, imdiately fired, never to be employed again. Ning Fan publicly assaults, speaks disrespectfully, cripples his arms, and is beaten out!”
Su Xinghe decisively waves his hand, his voice ringing like copper and iron.
“Hahahahaha, just with you bunch of cats and dogs?”
Ning Fan shields Xu Xiaoqing behind him, raising his hand to point at Sha Duanfeng, his gaze full of confidence.
Sha Duanfeng glares angrily, steps forward, and clenches his knuckles audibly.
“Cats and dogs? You’ll pay a steep price for insulting my brothers!”
“Oh, is that so?”
Ning Fan asks Sha Duanfeng in a provocative tone.
“Brother, if there’s resistance during the execution of judgnts, is it permissible to deal with them on-site?”
“For those seeking death, there’s no need for rcy.”
Su Xinghe shakes his index finger at Sha Duanfeng, his eyes half-open and half-closed, evidently filled with confidence for his seventh brother.
“Alright, alright, a few moves and we’ll know each other’s worth. But when we’re pittling, can we be careful not to harm the sister there?”
Ning Fan steps to the left and gestures towards Xu Xiaoqing.
Sha Duanfeng resolutely nods.
“My brothers are all staunch soldiers and won’t trouble weak won!”
“Very well, hitting mud is indeed discouraging, but striking an iron board brings more fighting spirit.”
Ning Fan raises his eyebrows, makes a gesture of co-at-, yet doesn’t assu any stance, just standing calmly as if leisurely watching the scenery.
Sha Duanfeng, upon seeing the absence of the office’s security door and the big hole in the wall, indeed feels a slight shock.
But he has absolute confidence in his own skills.
Having experienced countless life-and-death situations, his killing techniques have beco highly refined.
Although work in peaceful regions only allows maiming and not killing, he has never relaxed his standards for himself.
Victory must be won, killing must be dead – this is Sha Duanfeng’s creed!
“Brothers, co with !”
Sha Duanfeng emits a low roar and slants his body, charging towards Ning Fan.
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