A Room Full of Casualties

Crash!

Just as Yang You stood there in shock, he suddenly felt a gust of wind. Focusing his eyes, he saw that Lin Chen was already standing before him. Yang You had only just managed to get back on his feet when Lin Chen kicked him to the ground again, then stepped on his neck.

"Manager Yang, since Wen Qiang is your lackey, shouldn't you be the one paying back his money?"

Lin Chen threatened.

By then, Wen Qiang had already rolled onto the ground. The interrogation technique had tortured him half to death, and he could no longer spare any attention for Yang You.

Yang You hurriedly shouted, "Someone! Help!"

But when he looked around, he found the floor covered with casualties. Those who were still able had already fled, while Wen Qiang was rolling about on the ground. There was no one left who could help him, and despair immediately filled him.

"My patience is limited. I'll ask one more time. If I don't get an answer, you can take a trip to hell."

As Lin Chen spoke, he pulled out a dagger.

"Y-You'd better not kill me. I'm the Yang family's Fourth Uncle. Do you know the Yang Family Gang? They're Chinatown's underground force. If you dare touch me, I guarantee you won't leave Chinatown."

Yang You threatened.

"Yang Hu's Fourth Uncle?"

Lin Chen smiled. "Has his leg healed?"

"Y-You're the kid who broke Yang Hu's leg?"

Yang You's eyes widened.

"I suppose so."

Lin Chen said calmly, "Can we talk about how you're going to settle those two billion now?"

"I'm just an employee. How could I possibly have two billion? I can't even come up with two hundred thousand. How about I give you two million, and you make do with that?"

Yang You asked.