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Chapter 55: Terror Arrives (Part )
The smoke-filled lobby on the first floor was completely silent.

All the capitalists present looked at Xiao Yu with extremely strange eyes.

"Don't you understand?"

Putting his hands behind his back, Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Xiansheng and said, "Translate for them."

"Yes." Zhao Xiansheng nodded, took out his phone, opened the translation software, entered a string of text in it, and played the translated content in voice: "I'm the boss from now on. ok? (Call me dad from now on. Understand?)"

"?"

The bosses in the audience looked even more strange.

Xiao Yu's eyes also became strange: "What are you doing?"

"I'm translating." Zhao Xiansheng said respectfully: "Master."

"Do I need you to translate like this? I can't do it myself?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiansheng ran over to bring the phone: "Come here."

Xiao Yu: “…”

Xiao Yu: "Forget it, just continue."

Zhao Xiansheng: “Yes.”

"Tell them to remove the card table."

"Okay!" Zhao Xiansheng typed the text into his phone and the translation played: "I order you people to flip the table. (Turn the table over to see if you are cheating.)"

All bosses: “???”

Xiao Yu's tone turned cold: "Can't you hear me?"

Zhao Xiansheng continued to translate: "why don't you people die?! die! (Do you want to die?)"

All bosses: “???????”

"...Okay." Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys.

Zhao Xiansheng raised his phone with a sneer: "You people are going to die because you don't obey him. Hahahahahaha. None of you can hide from what just happened to me..."

Xiao Yu: “…”

The bosses: “…”

Xiao Yu turned around and looked at Zhao Xiansheng: "Did I say so much just now?"

"...Mr. Zhao, you translated very well. But please don't translate anymore." A white boss with wavy brown hair stepped forward, stared at Xiao Yu unkindly, and then looked at Zhao Xiansheng: "If I remember correctly, you asked us to be here to discuss the acquisition of your Jump Company shares. Who is he?"

"My master." Zhao Xiansheng put down his phone and said, "I am Xiao Yu, a true disciple of the Dao Sect."

"...I don't understand what you are talking about." The wavy-haired white man frowned: "What does he have to do with this share acquisition?"

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Yu interrupted expressionlessly.

"Then please leave." The wavy-haired white man said unkindly, "If you are his assistant or his legal advisor, just stand aside quietly. It is not your turn to preside over this meeting."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiansheng immediately took two steps back and stood quietly aside.

Wavy-haired white guy: "...I didn't say you."

"I know." Zhao Xiansheng nodded, with a look of sympathy and a hint of indescribable joy: "Take care."

"Walter?" The wavy-haired white man was puzzled.

The blond middle-aged man who was standing at the door and greeted them initially noticed something was wrong and slowly walked out of the door in confusion.

"I said, take care of yourself." Zhao Xiansheng repeated seriously: "You're gonna die."

From the moment Xiao Yu appeared in the airport VIP lounge, he could tell that he was not normal tonight.

Beneath the calm face, there is anxiety, anger, irritability and urgency like boiling magma.

He didn't know what happened to Xiao Yu on the plane.

But he knew that something was going to happen here soon...

The subsequent developments were just as Zhao Xiansheng had expected.

This white boss with brown wavy hair suddenly grew taller!
To be more precise, Xiao Yu grabbed him by the collar with one hand and lifted him up high.

"What are you doing?" The wavy-haired white man was horrified. He subconsciously grabbed Xiao Yu's wrist with both hands and struggled frantically: "Fuck! Come and buy the secret service!"

"Oh my god!"

"crooked?"

"Wat c Black Du Ying?!"

The bosses at the scene were instantly thrown into confusion.

"Boom!" The next second, there was a loud noise!
The solid wooden card table where everyone was playing cards was shattered to pieces!

The huge force transmitted down broke the floor tiles in the entire hall! The whole villa shook three times like an earthquake!

The windows buzzed...

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Slowly raising his hand, Xiao Yu shook off the sawdust on his fist and looked around the audience: "Can I host it?"

Everyone in the audience: “…”

"What do you think?" Xiao Yu looked up and asked the white man with wavy hair again.

"..." The wavy-haired white man's eyes were dull. Strands of liquid began to wet the crotch of his pants.

"A weak thing on the inside." Throwing the other party away, Xiao Yu bent down to pick up two pieces of wood chips and flicked them with his fingers.

"Whoosh-"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The two pistols in the hands of the two bodyguards who rushed in upon hearing the noise were immediately shot and bounced away.

"Get out, you outsiders." Xiao Yu sat on the sofa by the window in the hall.

Everyone in the audience: “…”

"...You...you go down." The blond middle-aged man hiding outside the door was sweating profusely and waved stiffly at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost, swallowed their saliva at the same time, and immediately slipped away.

"I... I know who you are." The blond middle-aged man said in a dry voice: "Are you the Kung Fu master... who is very popular in the East District these days?"

"Kung Fu Master?" Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't want to play this anymore."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiansheng on the side was shocked.

"But this term is still quite useful. It facilitates communication." Xiao Yu changed the subject: "I have no problem with you calling me that."

"Okay...Okay, Master."

"Since you are bilingual, translate what I say next for them." Xiao Yu pointed at the bosses who were still in shock and said, "Listen to it yourself too."

"...Master, you say." Glancing at the shattered card table and the shattered ground under the card table, the blond middle-aged man nodded reluctantly, his thoughts in turmoil.

"Three things in total." Xiao Yu held up three fingers: "First, no matter how much capital you guys represent, how much power you have behind you, or how many groups you have under your control. From tonight on, everything you do must serve me, Xiao Yu."

The blond middle-aged man's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Translate." Xiao Yu crossed his legs.

"...Master, you..."

"Translate." Xiao Yu stared at the blond middle-aged man without blinking.

The terrifying pressure that could not be described in words came upon him instantly! The ferocious aura of choosing who to eat made him immediately abandon all the thoughts in his mind and translate to others in a trembling voice.

"I'm sorry... to... tell you..."

"We got a problem..."

"...He said we must...obey him from now on..."

Listening to the blond middle-aged man's nervous and intermittent words, the bosses gradually came to their senses and looked at Xiao Yu in disbelief.

"They may not understand." Xiao Yu said calmly: "Translate it for them again."

"Yes……"

Standing up, Xiao Yu listened to the blond middle-aged man nagging the bosses, walked to the bar inside the hall, and poured himself a glass of juice: "Those who disobey will die."

The blond middle-aged man stopped talking.

"Is the word 'disobedience' difficult to translate?" Xiao Yu turned around.

"No...no."

"Then tell them."

"Yes……"

Picking up the cup, Xiao Yu turned around and handed it to Zhao Xiansheng: "Will you have half of the juice?"

Zhao Xiansheng: "...Thank you, Master. I don't want it."

……

(End of this chapter)