Chapter 290: Negotiations Failed

"Boss, how about we..."

The fifth brother dragged the knife to the ground and made a throat-slitting gesture.

The leader nodded menacingly, then led his men to kick open the half-closed door, pointing their gleaming blades at Yu Shiyan in the bright light from outside.

"It's you?"

After all, they had only met a few days ago, and the boss still remembered him. Moreover, with that face alone, it would be difficult to forget him in a short time.

Yu Shiyan glanced at them only once before turning back to continue feeding Granny Wang.

The fifth brother, with his fiery temper, didn't bother arguing with him. He raised his knife, intending to take Yu Shiyan's head, but in an instant, he couldn't move, as if someone had struck his pressure points.

"Fifth brother, why don't you do it? You've been bringing me food every day, and you're still not willing to spend the money?"

The second brother whistled and watched the show with great enjoyment.

Anyway, this guy looks like a weak, pretty boy. Killing him would be as easy as catching a turtle in a jar.

"Bullshit! You try it!" The third brother gritted his teeth in anger, his hand holding the knife tightening its grip, but after a long time, there was still no movement.

"Look at your pathetic self."

The second brother sneered and was about to step forward to snatch the knife from his hand when he was stopped by the leader: "Wait, something's fishy."

The eldest brother had spoken, and the second brother dared not disobey. He could only stop and keep staring at Yu Shiyan's back.

What strange things could a pretty boy possibly have?

The eldest brother is being overly cautious.

After Wang Po chewed for a while and then turned her head away to stop eating, Yu Shiyan put down his chopsticks and casually walked to Lao Wu's side. With a slight movement of his fingertips, he pulled out a silver needle from somewhere. Lao Wu immediately gasped and took two steps back.

"Boss, he..."

The eldest brother raised his hand to stop him, coldly sizing up Yu Shiyan, "Who sent you? How much money did you get?"

"Not a penny was taken."

Name your price.

"That's what I should be saying. How much benefit did Chu Wan give you? Name your price."

The leader narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of threat: "So, you can't reach an agreement?"

"That's one way to understand it."

Yu Shiyan raised his head slightly. His perfectly sculpted features, like jade, were hidden in the shadows but did not lose their brilliance. Every gesture exuded a natural elegance and nobility. However, his overly cold eyes made this elegance appear almost indifferent.

"court death!"

The old man gave a signal, and several men rushed forward with their knives. Yu Shiyan slightly turned his body, dodging the machete in one of the men's hands, and threw a punch at the face of another man. A muffled thud was heard as Yu Shiyan's fist slammed into the man's nose. Blood splattered instantly, and the man was knocked back several steps, clutching his nose and kneeling on the ground, his face twitching in pain.

Zhong Heng arrived just in time and quickly took down Lao Wu, then handed him over to Yu Shiyan.

Is there something going on outside?

Zhong Heng's expression was solemn. He nodded slightly and said, "There were quite a few people lying in ambush. The reason I couldn't get there in time was because there were too many of them, which really delayed things."

What are the chances of them escaping unscathed?

"If there are only two people, it's a 100% chance; if there are three... it's probably very difficult."

Even without Zhong Heng saying it, Yu Shiyan knew it would be difficult.

Granny Wang is old and has difficulty walking. If she wants to take the person away safely under these circumstances, whether by conventional or unconventional methods, there will be a price to pay.