Chapter 898: After-sales Service
"Gun?" Yan Shoubao was stunned but did not think that Yang Ming was holding a gun in his hand.
"En, do you want to try?" Yang Ming nodded.
"Are you trying to fool someone?" Yan Shoubao thought that Yang Ming was just saying things to frighten him. Having said that, no matter how bad*ss Yan Shoubao had mingled in Phoenix City, he lacked the knowledge of guns.
The domestic gun control was quite strict, so Yan Shoubao spent a lot of effort to buy a Type 54 pistol [1] from a southerner. In his opinion, pistols should be very big. The one Yang Ming had was similar to lipstick. How could it be a pistol?
Therefore, since Yan Shoubao thought that Yang Ming was deceiving him, he was no longer afraid, and he continued to reach for his gun.
"Peng," a soft bang came. The pretty boy next to Yan Shoubao covered his left thigh. He was sweating as he crouched down.
Because this lipstick pistol had a silencer, the sound of the gunshot was not too loud, and it wouldn't be noticed if you didn't listen carefully.
And Yan Shoubao was nervously taking out his gun, so obviously he did not hear it. Seeing the pretty boy next to him suddenly crouch to the ground, he was somewhat inexplicable. "What happened to you?"
The pretty boy was very depressed. I was shot. Didn't you see it? You are an invincible super big dumb*ss. If you didn't doubt the authenticity of his gun, would he experiment on me?
At this time, Yan Shoubao also saw the bloody hole on the pretty boy's leg, and suddenly he was shocked! In other words, the gun in Yang Ming's hand was real!
"You really have a gun?" Yan Shoubao was astonished.
"En, do you want to try it, too?" Yang Ming nodded, saying tonelessly.
"I... forget it. I won't try it." After Yan Shoubao knew that Yang Ming's gun was real, he was so scared that he didn't dare to fish out his own gun again.
When he saw Yang Ming shoot without hesitation, he realized that Yang Ming must also be a stone-cold murderer. If such a person were provoked, he would no doubt be dead.
"Peng," another light shot sounded. If you didn't listen carefully, you'd think it was the same sound like something that fell to the ground.
"Ah--" Yan Shoubao screamed and almost fainted. He covered his left shoulder with his hand, and blood flowed out from his fingers. Immediately, half of his suit was dyed in red.
Yan Shoubao was angry and afraid. I said that I didn't want to try. How is this guy still shooting? What is this?! Biting his teeth and enduring the pain on his shoulder, Yan Shoubao asked, "You... Why did you still shoot me?"
"Because you are in Phoenix City, Ming Yang Heavy Industry can't do business here. So if you die, there is no problem." Yang Ming said faintly, "Okay, now you can choose a way to die. You want to die by being kicked in the balls, or be killed by a bullet, or is there another kind of death that you prefer? I'll see if I can use that to kill you and satisfy a small wish before your death."
Yan Shoubao swore in his heart. What does he mean by my preferred method of death? I haven't died yet. How would I know how which method of dying is the best? I don't even need to think about getting kicked in the balls. If I'm kicked, it's not fun. Yan Shoubao remembered the black-moled bodyguard, and he shuddered. It seemed that being killed by bullets was still the most straightforward way to die!
However, who wanted to die? No matter how forthright the death was, in the end, he would still die. He was still living, and yet he had to choose a way to die. Isn't that sick?!
"Hurry up. Have you thought about it? I have to go to the China Merchants Construction Company to deliver goods after I kill you. If the delivery time is delayed, they have to charge me a compensation fee for a breach of contract. Will you pay it for me?" Yang Ming glared at Yan Shoubao and spoke angrily.
After Yan Shoubao heard Yang Ming's words, he almost cried. How much is the compensation fee for the breach of contract? It is nothing compared to my life! However, he did not dare to say this. He could only think about it in his heart. However, he thought that he was about to die soon, and all the lines of defense in his heart collapsed. Tears and snot came out together. "Brother, I don't want to die... Can you not kill me?"
"Not kill you?" Yang Ming glared. "I have already taken Ming Yang's money and said that I will help them get things done! Have you ever heard of saying that If you accept other people's money, you must remove ill fortune for the people? I can guarantee to them, in the future, Ming Yang Heavy Industry will definitely be unimpeded in Phoenix City!"
"Brother, I will definitely not hinder them in the future. It must be unimpeded... Don't kill me. I will definitely not trouble Ming Yang Heavy Industry anymore..." Yan Shaobao listened to Yang Ming's reason to kill him, and because the reason was just this, he was suddenly speechless. My life is really worthless! But is there another way? His strength is obviously stronger than my people. Even his pistol is several times better than my own. It can be seen that he is a professional.
Listening to Yang Ming's words, he suddenly understood that Yang Ming was the kind of professional who collected money to work. How could his bodyguards be opponents of those professionals?
"D*mn, will I believe whatever you say?" Yang Ming glared and said, "Our organization has to be credible. If you wait for me to leave and repent, the reputation of our organization will be ruined!"
Yan Shoubao was shocked. As expected, this guy belonged to an organization? Indeed, he had the idea to send away Yang Ming and plan again later, but now he was a little swayed.
The most important thing for this kind of organization was their reputation. If this mission failed, then maybe no one would look for them next time! How could this guy not kill him?
"I... I can give you money! However much they give you, I will give you double as long as you don't kill me!" Yan Shoubao said quickly. However, after he finished speaking, he realized that he had said something stupid.
His organization must be reputable. If there was such a situation of benefitting from both ends, would anyone dare to find them to do things in the future?
Sure enough, Yang Ming frowned and said, "Do you have any problems? We have regulations in place. If the task was accepted, I have to be responsible to the client. It is useless to bribe me."
"Can I not die?" Yan Shoubao completely crumbled. "Brother, don't kill me. I can agree to anything else..."
"How can I be guaranteed that you will not find trouble for Ming Yang Heavy Industry in the future?" Yang Ming sneered after listening, "We expect to finish our work in one time, and I hate to redo my job. If you repent, then I have to come again. Will you reimburse me for the fare?"
Yan Shoubao was vulnerable after being attacked by Yang Ming, so he did not care. His own life was not even worth car fare...
"I'm most annoyed at the task of after-sales service. Hurry up; don't talk nonsense anymore. If you don't choose a way to die, I will randomly pick one for you!" Yang Ming waved and said, "But the chances of kicking you in the balls are higher. I am the most well-trained in this method, and I find it quite easy to use."
"Don't... don't kick me in the balls. Brother, I really don't want to die. Please don't kill me. I promise you won't have any after-sales service... I... I will, tomorrow. No, I will close the company in a while. I will change professions to open a hotel or a bathhouse. In short, I won't do my current business..." Yan Shoubao was really afraid of death. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so desperate.
"Really?" Yang Ming seemed to hesitate after he heard Yan Shoubao's words.
Yan Shoubao was overjoyed. When he looked at Yang Ming, he knew that things seemed to have a chance to turn around. He quickly said, "I swear. I will shut down the company in a while, then give you a sum for toll fares. If I look for trouble with Ming Yang company again, you can always use my toll fares to come and deal with me..."
"Oh, it seems a bit reasonable." Yang Ming nodded after he heard it. Then he said, "Okay, then it is just like this. It just saves me a bullet. My bullets are specially made; a bullet costs dozens of yuan."
"..." Yan Shoubao was driven a little mad. Dozens of yuan... that is my life! However, he did not dare to show the slightest displease. He said to Yang Ming, "Brother, I have the key to the safe here. There is five hundred thousand yuan in cash. Take it as your toll fees. I can't lift my hand anymore. You can take it yourself. The code is 32, 11, 20.5."
Yang Ming took the key to the safe. To be honest, he didn't want to get rid of Yan Shoubao so quickly. After all, Yan Shoubao was a well-known person in Phoenix City. If Yang Ming killed him, he was afraid that it wouldn't be easy to settle the situation. After all, after an investigation, it could be found that there was a conflict between Ming Yang Heavy Industry and Yan Shoubao's Sankun Machinery. However, Yan Xiaobao's underlings did not matter. Even if Yang Ming did not deal with it, Yan Shoubao would undoubtedly deal with their bodies. Probably this black-moled bodyguard and pretty boy were people who had murders on their hands. Yan Shoubao would not want people to check their identities then.
In fact, five hundred thousand yuan was really a small number for Yang Ming, and it was even a little insignificant. However, the reason why Yang Ming still took the key to the safe because he wanted to test Yan Shoubao.
Therefore, Yang Ming took the key and squatted in front of the safe, exposing his entire back to Yan Shoubao. However, Yang Ming now shut his eyes and monitored the movements behind him with his special ability.
Yang Ming deliberately pretended to be unfamiliar with the safe. He stuck the key in several times, but it was not inserted into the safe. What made Yang Ming feel at ease was that Yan Shoubao made no movements at the moment, still sitting there in fear and trepidation and watching Yang Ming open the safe.
However, Yan Shoubao did not move, but the little pretty boy bodyguard who had been lying on the ground near Yan Shoubao was moving! He slowly grabbed the gun under Yan Shoubao's desk with his hand. As he was grabbing it, he was watching Yang Ming's movement with vigilance!
Lucky! The pretty boy was relieved. When he held the gun in his hand, Yang Ming's key was still not inserted into the safe! The pretty boy suddenly felt that an opportunity came.