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Chapter 1214 Living Ancestor

World Casino, second floor office area.

Shen Xing knelt on the ground with his head down, feeling like the days were passing by slowly.

Yan Baimei was drinking whiskey and was already enjoying the victory of revenge.

There were seven or eight people with guns in the room, some smoking, some drinking, scattered around, with murderous eyes...

Suddenly, there was a noise from the covered window of the house, attracting everyone's attention.

Just at this moment, there was a loud bang and the window shattered.

At the same time, a figure flipped in.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Yan Baimei shouted in panic.

The seven or eight people in the room all wanted to load their guns at the same time.

Almost at the same time, a burst of gunfire rang out...

Shen Xing looked in horror at the thugs who were covering their hands and screaming, at Yan Baimei who was trembling with fear, and at Wang Yan who was standing by the window with a smile.

"Okay, I didn't get beaten, that's good."

Wang Yan said with a smile.

Then he moved over and carried the limp, powerless Shen Xing inside, away from the door.

The next moment, the door was opened and the thugs guarding outside rushed in with guns in hand, shouting.

Wang Yan fired calmly. He did not kill anyone, but only shot their wrists.

After knocking down seven or eight people, the people outside didn't dare to move.

Wang Yan leaned against the corner and shot a man lying on the ground with his wrist covered. The shot hit the man's brain directly and killed him.

Wang Yan said calmly in Burmese: "Whoever uses a gun will die. Whoever shouts again will die."

The room instantly became quiet, and everyone gritted their teeth, enduring the severe pain of having their wrists pierced.

Glancing at Yan Baimei and ignoring him, Wang Yan raised his head to Shen Xing: "Can you move now?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Shen Xing nodded hurriedly.

He was terrified. The calm and composed Brother Yan in front of him with a gun was very different from the Brother Yan he remembered tying steel bars at a construction site. Especially since Wang Yan had just killed someone in front of him. He was terrified.

"We are all family, what are you afraid of?" Wang Yan shook his head with amusement, "Pick up the gun for me."

Then he said in Burmese: "Go over there and don't get in the way."

So a group of people rolled and crawled into the corner.

Shen Xing stared blankly at the scene in front of him, at a loss for what to do.

"What are you standing there for? Get your gun. There are people outside."

"Huh? Oh, get the gun, get the gun."

So Shen Xing picked up all the guns that were not visible at the door, held them tremblingly, and leaned against Wang Yan.

The guns this time were still Colts. It seemed that Yan Baimei purchased them in bulk, and all his men were equipped with this type of gun.

Wang Yan unloaded the magazines of these guns and put them in his pocket, with another one in his hand ready to be loaded. Finally, he kept another gun, which was not loaded yet. He cocked it with a click and put it in Shen Xing's hand.

"Take it. I'll kill anyone who doesn't behave. Especially the guy with white hair. He's the most dishonest."

"Boss Wang, I have money." Yan Baimei said hurriedly.

"There's no rush for business. You have to be honest and not get killed by him first."

Wang Yan patted Shen Xing on the shoulder and said, "Watch out, I'll go take care of those outside."

As he spoke, he slipped out and stood at the door.

After a few breaths, gunshots rang out again.

Shen Xing was shaking with fear. He held the gun in both hands, pointing it at the thugs who were huddled together like a pyramid, and then at Yan Baimei.

He was trembling with nervousness, and whoever he pointed at became panicked.

Yan Baimei said, "Brother, put your gun down. We won't dare to move. Don't let it go off accidentally."

"No, Brother Yan said, you are not honest." Shen Xing trembled even more violently, and his voice was shaking and trembling when he spoke.

Yan Baimei then raised his hands and stopped talking. He was really afraid of an accidental discharge.

At this moment, he regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself to death.

He robbed the money and has gone back to the construction site to work honestly. Why do you want to provoke him again?

He knew clearly that this time would not be like the last time, where two million plus the life of his subordinate would solve the problem. Last time, Wang Yan had already said that he had to have money, and more money...

After a while, Wang Yan beat and kicked more than ten people into the house. All of them covered their wrists, bared their teeth and huddled together over there.

Wang Yan himself came back with more than ten pistols and placed them all on the solid wood low table.

"Do you want a gun?"

"No, no." Shen Xing shook his head repeatedly and pointed the gun at Wang Yan tremblingly.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"No, no, Brother Yan, I was so scared. I'm still confused." Shen Xing quickly moved the gun away and pressed it to the ground.

"Give me the gun." Wang Yan waved his hand.

"Hey." Shen Xing responded and hurriedly put the gun into Wang Yan's hand.

Wang Yan unloaded the gun smoothly and fiddled with other guns, collecting the bullets.

Yan Baimei trembled and stood up cautiously. Seeing that Wang Yan ignored him, he went to the wine cabinet to get a glass and poured wine for Wang Yan diligently.

"Boss Wang, you are an expert in drinking. I bought a new batch. Can you take a look and see if it's real this time?" He puffed his face, and the will to survive was written on his face.

Wang Yan smiled, picked up the wine glass, shook it first, then smelled it, and then drank it in his mouth to feel it.

"This time it's real. What about the fake wine I sold you last time? How did you deal with it?"

"We are all businessmen, and harmony brings wealth. It's OK for him to give me some compensation."

"Boss Bai, you don't seem very friendly." Wang Yan said with a smile.

Yan Baimei waved his hands in panic: "Boss Wang, I was confused for a moment, just a moment of confusion."

"No need to explain, I understand. I said it last time, if I were you, I would retaliate as well. You kill me, I kill you, let's see who has the stronger fist, isn't that how you guys do things here? Sit down."

After Yan Baimei sat down, Wang Yan took out a cigarette and lit it, and also gave one to Shen Xing. The latter was trembling and couldn't even light it, so Yan Baimei took the initiative to light it, and smoked one himself as well. He needed to calm down.

"Go to the door and keep an eye on the people passing by."

So Shen Xing followed Wang Yan's instructions and leaned against the door, but he also pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation in the room.

"Boss Bai, name your own price."

Wang Yan took a puff of his cigarette, fiddled with a pile of pistols on the table, glanced at the nervous Yan Baimei opposite him, and spoke indifferently.

Yan Baimei said, "Boss Wang, what do you think of five million?"

Seeing Wang Yan raised his head, Yan Baimei quickly explained, "Boss Wang, it's not that I don't value my life. It's just that I can only take out so much money in a short period of time. And it won't affect the operation of the business too much.

Boss Wang, you know, I look glamorous, but it's not easy. I have three halls in this casino, but they are not all mine. Even if there are only three halls, I have other supporters behind me. Only in this way can I gain a foothold and do business. Uncle Dapanchai, who I told you about last time, is one of them.

Uncle Cai is in the Bianshui business, delivering daily necessities to drug dealers in the mountains. He is the biggest Bianshui boss in Sanbianpo and very powerful. I knew him in the army before, and he took good care of me, which is why I am where I am today. "

"Scared me?"

Yan Baimei waved his hands repeatedly: "How dare I? Boss Wang, I know you are a straightforward person, and I didn't bargain with you. Five million is the most."

"for how long?"

"Not until the evening. Boss Wang, the amount this time is even bigger, and you want cash, which is hard to raise."

"Fast transfer?"

"Very soon." Yan Baimei nodded.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, then cocked the gun, loaded it with a click, and without saying a word, shot Yan Baimei in the calf.

"Ah~"

Yan Baimei screamed in pain.

Until Wang Yan put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, he suppressed his voice and trembled, not daring to make a sound.

"I'm not satisfied with your price. The difference is this one shot. Boss Bai, this is the last time. Now you know where I am. You can come to me at any time and find someone to kill me. But as long as I don't die, you're done. Before you take action, you'd better be prepared. I will make you die miserably."

Yan Baimei had a gun in his mouth and was nodding madly.

Wang Yan then took out the gun, unloaded the magazine, ejected the bullets, threw the gun away in disgust, and changed another gun. Then he sat down in front of the computer in the office, took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and plugged it into the computer, and then began to operate it. Yan Baimei explained: "Boss Wang, don't worry, there will be no surveillance."

"Last time you said you didn't dare to retaliate, but we ended up in this situation again. Boss Bai, you guys are not very trustworthy. You only believe in this."

Wang Yan pulled his hand out and gestured with the gun.

So Yan Baimei stopped talking and dragged his leg, which was in severe pain from being shot, to pour wine for Wang Yan and provide attentive service...

Shen Xing had listened to everything from the beginning to the present, and had also seen how ruthlessly Wang Yan shot without saying a word, and he was already numb. His worldview of more than 20 years was shattered at this moment.

He saw a new world, a world that was so bloody and cruel...

Wang Yan had no time to care about Shen Xing's mental state. He was opening a bank account. Thinking that he might get some windfall from time to time in the future, and it was impossible to always trade in cash, a bank account was still necessary.

He opened not just one account, but thousands of accounts, all over the world.

In this regard, he is professional to a certain extent. He even has a special program to operate the transfer, constantly jump, prevent being tracked, and finally gather into one account.

After operating like this for about half an hour, Wang Yan stood up and gave up the computer: "Transfer money to this account in US dollars."

"No problem, Boss Wang, I'll transfer 800,000 to you." Yan Baimei had a flattering look on his face and a disgusting smile.

But it is true that if he gave a few tens of thousands more, it would be hundreds of thousands in red banknotes.

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "So, you still have a lot? Huh?"

"No, absolutely not. I just want to show my intentions. Boss Wang, this is really all the money I have. Even if there is still some, it is all useful and must not be touched. Once touched, even if Boss Wang doesn't want my life, others will kill me."

"Transfer the money."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yan Baimei sat there, operating the computer with trembling hands to transfer money. After a round of verification, the operation was completed.

Wang Yan sat in front of the computer again to finish the work, that is, to gather the scattered money again. Then he checked the monitoring system as usual, erased all the surveillance, tracked and confirmed that there were no other archives, and then cut off the power in the house.

Then he stripped a piece of clothing from the man and took away all the magazines.

Then he patted Yan Baimei on the shoulder and said, "Boss Bai, it's a pleasure to work with you."

"Pleasant to work with."

Although Yan Baimei wanted to die extremely, he still forced the corners of his mouth and forced a smile.

"I'll say this one last time. This is the last time. Please take care of yourself."

After saying that, Wang Yan turned around and left without paying any more attention to Yan Baimei.

"What are you doing standing still? Let's go."

When Shen Xing heard the greeting, he came to his senses and quickly responded. Looking at Yan Baimei who was still smiling in the room, he nodded politely and received a happy response from Yan Baimei.

But to Shen Xing, that smile was particularly frightening.

Because this is the smile of a man who had just been robbed of 800,000 US dollars, shot in the leg, one of his men was killed, and more than 20 people had their hands crippled. Shen Xing didn't think Yan Baimei was scary, but after all this, he still had a faint smile on his face, all indifferent, Wang Yan. That's the living ancestor.

Shen Xing followed Wang Yan step by step out of the gambling house through the main entrance and sat in the co-pilot seat.

Wang Yan started the car and went back to the construction site of Xinhao Hotel.

Glancing at the bewildered Shen Xing, he smiled and said, "Are you scared? It's okay, I didn't wet my pants."

Shen Xing let out a long sigh, and shiveringly took the cigarette handed to him by Wang Yan. After lighting it, he opened the car window, feeling the wind brought by the car, and the relief of surviving the disaster surged into his heart.

He asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Yan, what do you do?"

"I'm just a small thug, I can't make it to high or low, and my family doesn't make any money. What? Do you really think I committed a crime in China? The public security system is now connected to the whole country. If I really committed a crime, do you think I can go abroad with my passport? I said, I'm a good person."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan, you are a good person."

"Too perfunctory." Wang Yan shook his head and sighed, "You have misunderstood me too deeply. Do you know what it means to not offend others unless they offend me, but to kill their entire family if they offend me? Do you know what it means to give an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth?"

"know."

"You should be clear about this matter. Please judge for yourself. He runs a casino, and it's okay for me to go there to gamble, right?"

"Nothing wrong."

"They cheated and used tricks, don't you think that's right?"

"wrong."

"Under such circumstances, I won money. Is that okay?"

"Nothing wrong."

"Well, since I won the money, I should take it, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then you see, the problem came. They didn't let me take the money I won. Two people took me upstairs with guns and threatened me. The white-haired guy was still pretending to be cool with me. He pointed a gun at my head and wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to fight back to save my life. I fought back, and he gave in, gave me money and sent me away. Then he turned the tables and wanted to get revenge.

Xing'er, let me tell you, if I wasn't so poor and a principled person, I would have shot that white-haired guy today. Why would I have to endure this humiliation..."

Shen Xing reacted and shook his head repeatedly: "Brother Yan, I'm not a coward, I'm really not a coward. Haven't you heard of that Uncle Cai? How powerful is he? This is just one of them. If you defeat him, it will be really difficult for you. Right now, we don't know how he will retaliate. What if he sends troops over? What should we do?"

"Are you chasing me away? Are you afraid that I will cause trouble for your uncle?"

"How is that possible, Brother Yan? Now that it has come to this, it doesn't matter whether you leave or not. If they really want revenge, they will definitely not let me go. It's better for you to stay here, at least you can still kill a few of them."

"Okay, there's still brains."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "In fact, I could have just walked away, but I didn't. What does this mean?"

Shen Xingfu was inspired: "This means that Brother Yan is a good person."

"Hey, you're on the right track, kid."

Wang Yan nodded in satisfaction, then parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car carrying a pile of magazines wrapped in clothes and several guns.

"Where are you going, Brother Yan?" Shen Xing asked.

Wang Yan didn't reply, but waved his hand, indicating that he should stay in the car.

After a while, the clothes in Wang Yan's hand disappeared, and the gun inside also disappeared, and was replaced by a black plastic bag. Shen Xing knew that Wang Yan hid everything there.

After getting back in the car, Wang Yan opened the black plastic bag, took out ten stacks of red banknotes and threw them into Shen Xing's arms.

"You were frightened today. I robbed more than five million again. Anyone who sees it will get a share. I'll help you calm down."

"No, Brother Yan, this is too much. I can't take it. So, I'll just take one stack."

"Just take it if I give it to you. You have to give it to Limin later. This stuff is good for calming nerves. You may be a little brave, but not that brave. With the money, you feel at ease. Besides..."

Shen Xing said: "Don't worry, Brother Yan, I will keep it a secret. I won't even tell my uncle."

"You have to be brave enough to tell him." Wang Yan smiled and waved his hand, "Just pay attention. I've heard that the police here need clear evidence to arrest people. Even if they have evidence, as long as they are willing to spend money, they can settle it. It's not a big problem. But it can't stop people from talking about it. These things can be done, but they can't be shouted everywhere. Once it gets out and causes a bad impact, it will be difficult to deal with."

"I understand, Brother Yan, I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

"Just know the number."

So the two of them returned to the construction site, but as soon as they got back, Shen Jiandong called them to his office.

In the office, Guo Liming was sitting there blankly, his legs shaking unconsciously.

Hearing the noise, he looked up suddenly: "Brother Yan, Brother Xing, you are back? That's great! That's great!"

Wang Yan held his shoulders, looked into his eyes, then slapped him in the face and pushed Guo Liming onto the chair.

"Brother Yan?" Guo Liming covered his face in pain and looked at Wang Yan blankly, not understanding why Wang Yan hit him.

"Are you awake?"

Guo Liming nodded blankly.

Wang Yan casually threw the black plastic bag in his hand into his arms: "This is for you, to calm you down."

Guo Liming opened the bag, looked at the stacks of red banknotes inside, and quickly closed the bag again.

"Brother Yan, I can't have it."

"Xing'er has some too. Take it, put it in the bank and transfer it home. It should be enough for your mother's medical treatment, right?"

"Enough, enough." Guo Limin nodded repeatedly, then slid to the ground and knelt on his knees, "Brother Yan, I..."

Wang Yan lifted him up with one hand and said, "I am responsible for today's incident. This is for you, not a loan. You should keep it with confidence."

Guo Limin has already started to cry: "Brother Yan, I really..."

"Go, go, it's okay. Xing'er, go and take him to save the money."

"how much?"

Shen Jiandong, who had been watching coldly, went over to snatch the bag from Guo Limin's hand, but failed. Guo Limin held it tightly. Not to mention Shen Jiandong, even if the king of heaven came, he couldn't take the money from him.

"Show him." Wang Yan smiled, lit a cigarette, sat on the chair, put his feet on the table, swayed back and forth, and smoked leisurely...

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