LOL I am invincible

Chapter 235 The Threat of the Night

"Who?"

After Fatty Yan got used to the strong light, he took a look.

It was a black car that stopped not far in front of Fatty Yan.

It was already late at night, the sky was extremely dark, and there were almost no pedestrians around.

With a "bang", the car door was opened and closed again heavily, a drizzle began to float in the sky, and the people inside held up an umbrella.

Walking over slowly, standing under the umbrella was a man with a thick voice.

"Come to give you news."

That heavy voice said so, Fatty Yan squinted his eyes to see what the person in front of him gave him, and immediately nodded knowingly to accept it.

"Oh! Got it, got it!"

Fatty Yan grinned from ear to ear, rubbed the contents inside, and put them in his pocket.

Like a little bag with a powder packet in it.

"What's your order?"

Fatty Yan immediately nodded and bowed, as if the person in front of him was his boss.

No, it's even more exaggerated than this.

It was as if the person in front of him was his master, and he was just a running dog.

"Tomorrow's game, you will win."

"win?"

Fatty Yan was very surprised. He wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

"Don't ask too much, try your best to win the game, if you can't, stop your plan and let Lin Yu play!"

Then, the man turned back directly.

Get in the car, the car disappears into the darkness.

Fatty Yan stood in place for several minutes before he regained his composure.

Although he was a little puzzled, he had indeed received the things in his pocket, and he held them in his hands, as if it was the last meaning of his existence in the world.

Fatty Yan continued to walk forward, and after a while, strange footsteps sounded again.

The rain seemed to be heavier than before, but it was still drizzle, and it didn't itch or hurt when it hit people.

But the density is higher, and there is no need to hold an umbrella.

"You are Manager Yan, right? Manager Yan of Team Yanhua!"

The person in front of him speaks a bit awkwardly, he doesn't look like a Chinese.

Several big men came out one after another from behind this tall and thick man.

A total of five people surrounded Fatty Yan.

The aura of the few people coming up was unrivaled, Fatty Yan frowned, and he immediately understood that this is the rhythm of trouble for himself!

"run!"

Subconsciously, Fatty Yan said this to himself from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't move his feet.

Because he clearly saw that one of them was holding a [-] cm long blade in his hand. He didn't know if it was a machete, but the blade was particularly glaring under the reflection of the moonlight.

What is this for?really?
Fatty Yan swallowed.

"Brothers, yes, what's the matter?"

Fatty Yan has done countless evils, and it is very common to have enemies, but he has never done great evils, and he has never done anything to powerful people, so he also believes that he can fool him in a few words.

This time, too.

Seeing Fatty Yan's cooperation, the leader couldn't wait for this, so he looked around at the four people beside him.

"Go!"

The chin signaled, and several people immediately stepped forward, one after the other, and suppressed Fatty Yan.

Fatty Yan was just about to move, but someone pinched his neck and pressed it down directly. Both arms were locked and pressed firmly on his back.

"Big brothers, I haven't offended you guys! Did I admit to the wrong person?"

Fatty Yan cried and raised his head, his tone and lines seemed very familiar to him.

And the leader of the five big and three thick people has a mustache on his upper lip, and his eyes are extremely domineering.

"You didn't mess with me, but I want to ask you to help me with something. Let's see if you can help me, then let's talk!"

The way the person in front of him speaks does not have the atmosphere of the world, but what he does is something, but it is so familiar to Fatty Yan.

Simply, neatly, without a trace of delay, just want to hurry up.And with this tone and attitude, does it mean to ask for help?This is basically trying to threaten him to do something.

He's not used to threats anyway, not bad this time!
"Brother! Brother! I know I was wrong, I understand!"

Before the other party could speak first, when he caught sight of the shining sword god in the hand of the man holding the long blade again, he was startled, and immediately started to please.

"If you have any orders, just say it, you don't need to ask me, I will do it for my brother!"

When traveling on the road, the most important thing to understand is where is safe and where to stay.

Otherwise, if you lose your life, you won't be qualified to talk about requirements and loyalty.

"Tomorrow's match, your Yanhua team will compete with the Shiranui team, right?"

When the person on the other side said this, Fatty Yan, who was already clever, immediately understood everything.

This Japanese accent, and talking about the Shiranui team, what kind of moth the other party wants to do, and Yan Fatty who has done similar things is the most familiar.

Only this time, it was his turn to be the one being threatened.

"It's done, you have countless wealth! Don't say a lot, and you will be safe for the rest of your life!"

Speaking of this, the Japanese man was full of arrogance, as if he was a local tyrant with millions of wealth.

But the next moment, his face cracked into a stern expression again, and he said coldly: "But if you don't cooperate, you won't even have the rest of your life."

"I……"

How could Fatty Yan, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, refuse such a threat?But when he was about to agree, he suddenly remembered something.

The things in the pocket were still heavy and trembled with his nervousness, which was the deepest desire from his soul.

Death is not the same as actual death.

Fatty Yan frowned tightly.

Seeing his hesitation, the Japanese man snorted and said, "Chop it up for him! Let's see how they won the game without a BP coach!"

As he spoke, he stepped back, and beside him was a man with a blade, who moved forward, holding a knife in both hands.

Even if it was acting, he did a good job, so frightened that Fatty Yan hurriedly broke free and shouted: "Okay! Okay! I promise! Don't kill me!"

His legs trembled uncontrollably, one was from Yue Zhengzhong's boundless spiritual terror, and the other was from his body's survival instinct, no matter which one it was, he couldn't easily ask him to please.

Life is better than death.

"Okay, I promise."

Fatty Yan let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

"Here!"

Seeing that Fatty Yan agreed, the leading Japanese man directly took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and threw it at Fatty Yan's feet.

"what is this?"

Fatty Yan picked it up, full of curiosity. There were five black pills in a small transparent glass bottle.

"You don't need to worry too much. Put these five medicines into the water bottles of the five players in your team, and you won't be needed anymore! Then, you will also ask for leave tomorrow and don't play, lest something will happen!"

"But, but how do I ask for leave? I have no reason!"

Fatty Yan had an innocent face, and he held the hand holding the medicine bottle tightly.

"It's okay, we will give you a reason." The man hooked his mouth, walked forward, squeezed the knuckles of his fists, and made a crisp sound.

"Jiro, come, break his leg!"

He said in a low voice, and the other person followed suit, and Fatty Yan's eyes were terrified.

(End of this chapter)