Chu Shaowei swaggered into the house. Two other people stood guard at the gate.

Chu Shaowei brought a total of six people, plus Gangzi, making it seven.

Those who weren't guarding the gate went inside, leaving only Gangzi beside Song Yan. He lowered his voice, "Grandma, our boss isn't me. Just apologize and you can leave this yard. You can earn money later."

"There's more good stuff!" Chu Shaowei exclaimed.

What surprised Chu Shaowei made Gangzi curious. He ran into the house and saw a basket full of big red dates.

"Sweet, so sweet!"

"Boss, what do you think of these goods? Give me a price." Song Yan asked.

"I'm not in a hurry to see my goods, I want to see if you have any scars?" As soon as Chu Shaowei finished speaking, the person next to him tried to pull Song Yan's mask, but of course, he missed.

Song Yan narrowed her eyes slightly. This person was truly greedy; she wasn't just trying to take advantage or lower the price, she wanted to swallow her whole. She even intended to take her people.

Chu Shaowei: "You've got some skills! Quite interesting! You're not afraid of me?"

"You've seen the goods, and you've tasted the dates. What price can you offer me?" Song Yan asked.

"I've tasted the dates, but I haven't tasted you yet!" Chu Shaowei looked at Song Yan as if he were his own meal.

These people definitely won't be able to catch Song Yan, but why should this bastard get all these good things?

Chu Shaowei was furious today; he wanted to see others beg for mercy. Song Yan wasn't afraid of him at all.

Chu Shaowei felt as if he could see that person. If that person couldn't move, why couldn't this little girl in front of him move?

The calmer Song Yan remained, the angrier Chu Shaowei became.

Chu Shaowei walked towards Song Yan. Song Yan was somewhat skilled, and as a competent subordinate, he naturally surrounded him.

Several men surrounded them.

Gangzi stepped forward, "Boss, this stuff is pretty good. Keep it; we can get more next time..."

Chu Shaowei raised his hand and slapped it away, "Mind your own business!" He pulled his hand back and was about to take off Song Yan's mask.

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped.

A masked woman held a gun to Chu Shaowei's forehead. It really was a gun; the dark muzzle pressed against Chu Shaowei's forehead.

Song Yan could play with Lao Zeng's guns as she pleased, as long as she kept them safe from being discovered. Lao Zeng was truly carefree, as he actually kept two guns with Song Yan all along.

Song Yan didn't want to try to defeat so many villains alone; that would be foolish.

Run away? Letting them get all this for free is impossible. Then let's use the pistol. A pistol is readily available in this space.

These people, as a gang, have done plenty of bad things; they're quick to pull out knives. But none of them can produce a gun, including Chu Shaowei.

"Have you heard too many stories? Who are you trying to scare with a toy gun?" Chu Shaowei wanted to maintain his boss image, and he didn't really believe that Song Yan had a real gun.

"You can try." Song Yan pressed the muzzle of his gun directly against Chu Shaowei's forehead, the cold touch making Chu Shaowei tremble.

"Is it a real gun?" Chu Shaowei's voice trembled. "Although the houses here aren't densely packed, there are still people. If you fire a gun, someone will definitely hear it. Aren't you afraid of attracting the police?" Chu Shaowei tried to calm things down.

"Thank you for reminding me. You guys back off!" Song Yan quickly pulled a black tube from his satchel, almost in the blink of an eye, and screwed it onto the muzzle of the gun.

Chu Shaowei had never seen one before, but he had heard of it; it was supposed to be a silencer. Just who the hell was this woman?

"You guys, step back any further!" These men are too close to me.

Chu Shaowei couldn't have gotten to where he is today without some ruthlessness. He's risked his life countless times to achieve it.

Song Yan could certainly pull out a gun, but she was, after all, a woman.

Song Yan glanced at the men as they retreated. Chu Shaowei, thinking Song Yan was distracted, tried to snatch the gun from her hand.

The old man said that Song Yan's physical functions had basically reached their best state, and Song Yan felt this even more deeply at this moment.

Chu Shaowei's outstretched hand was far slower than Song Yan's.

Song Yan gripped Chu Shaowei's shoulder with his left hand, and with a pull, Chu Shaowei's shoulder dislocated, and he howled. "Ah! Ah!" Sweat poured down his forehead.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Chu Shaowei said through gritted teeth, because he was in unbearable pain.

The woman acted so fast, and she subdued him with one hand, without even using the gun in her hand!

"Do you think what I have in my hand is a toy?!" Song Yan fired a shot at Chu Shaowei's crotch, leaving a bullet hole in the muddy ground.

If it weren't for the fear of trouble caused by a gunshot wound, Song Yan would have given him a bullet.

If that woman's gun had been any higher, his manhood would have been ruined.

Chu Shaowei knew he was completely finished. He couldn't get his pride back today.

"I misjudged you today, and I'm very sorry for offending you. Whatever you want, I'll give you whatever I can afford." Chu Shaowei had no choice but to back down! The dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at him.

"I need money. Isn't that why I'm selling things?" Song Yan fiddled with the gun in his hand.

“Okay, I’ll have someone go get the money right away,” Chu Shaowei said.

Song Yan: "How much? You'd better be satisfied! If you're not satisfied... whatever you can think of."

All the men were terrified when they heard this.

What did Song Yan mean by that shot? Was he trying to cripple the boss? Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

"I'll have someone get it. I have a small box under my bed; you can have it all!" Chu Shaowei was secretly regretting his decision. Normally, these kinds of things were handled by Gangzi. What kind of person had Gangzi hired for him?

Chu Shaowei gave Gangzi a gloomy look.

Gangzi felt he was doomed.

Song Yan randomly pointed to someone and told him to get Chu Shaowei's box. "Don't try anything funny!" Song Yan brandished the gun in his hand.

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