Chapter 447

Arrived at the factory.

Arrived at the workshop.

Started working.

"Jia Dongxu, did you encounter some good news?"

"It must be good news, otherwise why is he always giggling?"

"Dongxu, tell us the good news."

During the break.

Several workers around Jia Dongxu's age surrounded him, teasing him one after another.

Yi Zhonghai saw it and didn't interfere!

Jia Dongxu had to learn to handle interpersonal relationships.

"What good news could there be?"

Jia Dongxu thought of the beautiful wife again.

"I know, look, his face is red; he must be thinking about a wife."

"Yes, yes, that's right; Jia Dongxu, are you preparing to go on a blind date?"

"That goes without saying?"

"What does your object look like, is she pretty?"

Jia Dongxu's thoughts were guessed.

The crowd didn't let him go, asking one after another, until the production team leader came over to urge them to stop.

Phew!

Jia Dongxu breathed a sigh of relief.

They say women love gossip.

Men gossiping is no worse than women!

At the same time.

Chen Xueru's silk shop.

"Wait a while, the One-Eyed Dragon is coming; what do you plan to do?"

"Are you alone?"

Chen Xueru was a bit worried.

"Isn't me alone enough?"

Wan Ping'an asked with a smile.

"But they are very fierce, they..."

Chen Xueru was still worried.

"Is this enough now?"

Wan Ping'an reached to his waist and slapped a gun on the table.

"You, how do you have a gun?"

Chen Xueru was shocked.

"Rest assured, I have a gun license; it's a legal firearm."

"No matter how many of them there are, no matter how fierce they are, can they be fiercer than bullets?"

"Let's see if they kneel or chicken out when facing the dark muzzle of a gun?"

Wan Ping'an took the gun out just to give Chen Xueru some confidence.

He didn't intend to use the gun.

He was a master of Baji Quan and had powerful skills like plucking flowers and flying leaves; close combat was much more convenient than firearms.

As the man spoke, the door was kicked open.

The One-Eyed Dragon brought two people inside.

"Huh, have a helper?"

"Chen Xueru, if you want to find a helper, find a tougher one; why find a pretty boy?"

The One-Eyed Dragon smiled.

Wan Ping'an's master-level Baji Quan had reached the level of returning to simplicity.

No bulging muscles, no calluses on his hands; he looked like a slightly stronger ordinary person, with nothing outstanding.

"Come, let Boss Chen see your martial power."

"Grab the pretty boy; in front of Boss Chen, don't make it too bloody, just break his two legs, then throw him out for me."

The One-Eyed Dragon didn't give Wan Ping'an a chance to speak at all.

The two people who came with him didn't look at Wan Ping'an either, flanking him from left and right, one grabbing his left arm, one grabbing his right arm.

Wan Ping'an let them grab him.

The two people grabbed Wan Ping'an's arms and found something was wrong; why were they flying?

It was Wan Ping'an throwing them out.

Bang!

One smashed into the One-Eyed Dragon.

Bang!

The other smashed into the One-Eyed Dragon and the other person.

The three were stacked in a pile, with the One-Eyed Dragon at the bottom, rolling his eyes.

Seeing their comical appearance, Chen Xueru laughed directly.

"Get up, why aren't you getting up for me?"

"You two idiots, you're almost crushing me to death; I won't spare you when we get back."

The One-Eyed Dragon cursed.

The two subordinates he brought crawled down, scrambling.

"Brat, I didn't expect you to have some moves."

"Come, tell me, can you beat this?"

The One-Eyed Dragon pulled a gun from his bosom and pointed it at Wan Ping'an, questioning him.

"What do you think?"

Wan Ping'an took a step forward.

"Don't come over, if you come over again, I'll shoot; do you believe I'll kill you?"

The One-Eyed Dragon panicked and took a step back.

"Ping'an, don't take risks!"

"They want money, they want my shop, I'll just give it to them."

Chen Xueru was anxious.

She didn't want Wan Ping'an to have an accident.

Swish!

Wan Ping'an reached out.

The gun in the One-Eyed Dragon's hand was gone, snatched by Wan Ping'an.

Click, click, click!

The gun turned into a pile of wooden fragments.

"Holding a fake wooden gun, who are you trying to scare?"

"Come, guess, is the one in my hand real or fake?"

Wan Ping'an smashed the One-Eyed Dragon's gun, took another gun from his bosom, disengaged the safety, loaded it, and pressed it against the One-Eyed Dragon's forehead.

Thump!

The One-Eyed Dragon knelt down.

With the safety off, loaded, and the cold metal pressed against his forehead, what else could it be but a real gun?

The two people he brought, seeing their boss kneel, also knelt down.

Wan Ping'an was stunned; kneeling so readily?

Without any hesitation?