Ye Chen looked at him and slapped him hard on the face!
The snap echoed throughout the roast goose shop.
Seeing that the man’s cheeks were swelling rapidly, Ye Chen said with a smile: “The fucking underworld? And the Burning Angel…who gave you this fucking name? Look at your old donkey face, it looks like an angel Does it matter at all?”
The man’s cheek was in pain as if it was exploding, but at this time he could only cry and say to Ye Chen: “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, I didn’t know you knew kung fu, please let us go, we will never do it again.” Come here!”
Ye Chen frowned and slapped him hard again.
This crisp sound made the eardrums of the four people next to him hurt.
After Ye Chen slapped him for the second time, he smiled and asked him, “Wasn’t it very cruel just now? The posture you held the gun in was so cool and unrestrained. I think you wanted to jump up and shoot. Why did you soften so quickly?” ”
The man was about to faint from the beating, but the severe pain on his face made his brain extremely clear.
He knew that he had encountered a tough opponent today and that he had no one to help him, so he could only ask for a way out in a low voice.
Thinking of this, he cried and said: “Sir, I was really wrong… I grew up in a poor family. My father made my mother pregnant and ran away. My mother worked three jobs to raise me. Growing up, I didn’t have much education. I followed gangs to earn a living since I was a child. I beg you, for the sake of my mother, spare my life…”
Ye Chen asked with a smile: “Your current routine is to show weakness and beg for mercy first, and then find more people to help after you get out, right?”
The man quickly said: “No, no! Absolutely not! I swear to God!”
Ye Chen slapped him in the face and asked in a cold voice: “Why do you never say anything about God, but you still use a gun to collect protection money? With a gun, you are a burning angel, without a gun, you are God. Lamb, do you believe in God or guns?”
“I…I…” The man was questioned by Ye Chen and didn’t know how to answer. He could only bite the bullet and said: “I…I believe in God…”
Ye Chen asked back: “Then do you think God can bless you today?”
“I…” The man was even more frightened for a moment. He was afraid that he could not pass Ye Chen’s test no matter what he said. If he said he could, maybe Ye Chen would have to say he couldn’t and then shoot himself in the head; if He said he couldn’t, but if Marven said, “You’re right,” and then shot himself in the head, wouldn’t he be dead anyway?
At this moment, he was almost desperate and could only plead with Ye Chen: “Brother, please spare my life, I… I don’t want to die… I will never join a gang again, I swear!”
Seeing his extremely frightened look, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, “There is no chance of surviving. It depends on whether you can grasp it.”
When the man heard this, he cried and said: “I am willing to grasp it, I will definitely grasp it!”
Ye Chen nodded, took out the magazine from the pistol, then handed the magazine to him and said, “Don’t you like people to taste the bullets? Come on, give me all the bullets in this I’ll eat it! I’m warning you, eat them all and don’t leave any! No matter how many you have left, I will shoot them in for you with a gun!”