His Methods Had Stopped Working

A few of the more timid ones had already quietly run to their cars, started them up, and sped away.

That Baseball Bat Prince also tried to flee while clutching his severed arm. Long Aotian turned and pointed at him. "Did I say you could leave?!"

The kid looked aggrieved. "I didn't leave. I'm right here."

Long Aotian said to Brother Fei, "Shoot him. If you kill him, I'll give you five million."

"Wait a second!" Zhao Ritian said. "Let me think... let me see... how much would I get?"

Brother Fei roared furiously, "You think I don't dare?"

Long Aotian snorted coldly. "Trash."

Lu Chengwen said to Brother Fei, "Friend, be good. Don't act on impulse. Impulse is a mushroom. Put the gun down. Trust me, I'm not saving him—I'm saving you!"

Zhao Ritian suddenly understood. "Hey! Long Aotian, if he shoots but misses, do you still pay him?"

Everyone's minds were in complete chaos.

What had originally been a terrifying, bizarre, earth-shattering reversal—

—was the first steel wall they had ever run into since entering the business, and it was the hardest, most outrageous, most maddening steel wall of all!

The key was... what the hell was wrong with these three people?!

Was there even one of them who acted like a normal person?

There was absolutely no way to communicate with them. You couldn't even understand what they were saying!

Zhao Ritian pulled out his phone. Even while someone had an arm around him, he held up his payment QR code. "How about this? Take your time thinking about that shot. Let's settle the remaining payment from earlier first. You saw what happened—I really was helping you just now. I wasn't making things up. According to our agreement, you should transfer the money..."

Brother Fei jammed the