Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 452: Brave Man, Wait!_1

Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Brave Man, Wait!_1

"Anyone else want to come up?" the man on stage said coldly, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.

Silence fell upon the masses below.

How many pairs of eyes had witnessed the scene just now.

Was this guy even human? First, he challenged each challenger one by one, swiftly defeating everyone, then he took on a group, inviting them all to attack at once.

Those fierce masters from all around used to pounce together.

Within two minutes, they were all laid out by him alone!

Doesn’t the old saying go, "One can’t fight off four hands with two fists, and even heroes can’t stand against overwhelming numbers"?!

But in this man’s case, that adage simply did not apply.

He was like a whirlwind, with one word to describe him: fast, and his punches and kicks were extremely heavy.

A man with muscles all over, almost two meters tall and stout, his single punch could send someone flying several meters!

This was a human-shaped machine!

On stage, the man waited a while, but seeing no movement, he looked around at the other stages with a face full of deep disappointment.

He had already broken three platforms in his journey here, and to continue fighting seemed meaningless.

"I was itching for a good fight, to bid a proper farewell to violence, but what a pity, all I found were incompetents," the man sighed softly, turning to walk down from the ring.

Countless pairs of eyes watched him with either awe or enthusiasm.

As he got closer, whoosh, a circle of people gathered around him.

"Buddy, do you need an agent? Look for me, I’m the top in this field here!"

"Brother, don’t listen to him. Ask around, who doesn’t know Old Xu from Sifeng Bridge? You should look for me!"

"Big brother, just come to us, you can name your conditions!"

"Come to us, the terms are yours to decide!"

A crowd of agents got incredibly excited.

Even some dressed in suits and lavish in gold and silver scooted over, eyes gleaming as they directly handed out business cards!

All sorts of statements, the gist of which was to recruit the man.

Whooshing like stars crowding around the moon, to others, it seemed like the highest honor.

But this man’s brow furrowed, his face showing a cold distaste.

Finally, he stopped.

The people around him became even more enthusiastic, dozens of business cards being thrust toward his face.

"All of you..."

"Scram!" The big man’s expression remained unchanged as he bellowed out in a deep voice.

That shout was like thunder from the ninth heaven!

Those close to him had their ears buzzing and their visions blurred.

Even those far away felt their hearts pounding in fright. Further off, some couldn’t help but pat their chests in panic.

"This guy, could he have trained the Lion’s Roar Skill! Such a voice could scare someone with a weak heart to death!"

The chasers stopped in their tracks, daring not to move forward as the man, expressionless, continued to walk out.

Coming towards him, two figures appeared, blocking his path.

A young man and another, a somewhat sleazy old man in his forties.

The young man was Yin Donglei, and the other was naturally the agent Yang.

Yang had forced Yin Donglei to come with him, probably as a confidence booster...

The key is, I’m scared too...

Yang looked at the big man with terror, meeting his cold eyes, and swallowed back his words that had almost escaped his mouth, unable to help but swallow his saliva nervously, feeling timid.

Yin Donglei was tense too.

The man’s presence was too powerful, directly confronting him made one involuntarily feel a chill down their spine.

The man, as if they were invisible, continued to walk straight through.

"Mr. Yin, we should probably give it up! This man, this man won’t likely agree to your offer because of money," Yang whispered, unable to stop himself from advising. He had seen a lot and was good at judging people.

This man exuded dominance, his gaze was defiant, and he was only here to fight, not showing any interest in money.

Can such a person be driven by commands?

"I have my own plans," Yin Donglei said through clenched teeth.

As the big man drew closer, fine beads of sweat appeared on Yin Donglei’s nose.

"Big brother, I know you want to find a worthy opponent! I have such a master! I would like you to deal with that master!" Yin Donglei spoke hastily, "He can take on five alone."

The big man continued as if he hadn’t heard, moving closer with each step.

"Those five are all armed, yet he fights with bare hands."

The man’s eyebrows raised slightly, but he did not stop his stride.

Seeing that the distance to himself was only a few steps, Yin Donglei, under the other’s commanding aura, uncontrollably began to tremble slightly.

He even felt that what he faced was not a man, but a fierce beast.

"Those five guys were all top street fighters, and they were ambushing him, yet he took just three minutes! He’s no less formidable than you!" Yin Donglei couldn’t help but shout.

It wasn’t until after he had finished shouting that he realized the other person’s footsteps had stopped.

"Interesting," the man finally spoke.

Yin Donglei felt himself break into a sweat; even Yang beside him was not much better, only staying put due to trembling legs.

"What kind of person is he?" the man asked.

"He’s a despicable, shameless, vile, and treacherous bad guy," blurted out Yin Donglei urgently.

"You better not be lying to me!" the man laughed.

This laugh made Yin Donglei’s skin crawl, and he even began to regret what he had just said.

"Take me to meet him," the man continued.

"Yes, yes!" Yin Donglei hurriedly nodded.

The man silently walked past him, and Yin Donglei quickly asked, "Big brother, how should I address you?"

The man was silent for a moment before saying only two words, "Lei Ying."

"Lei!" Yin Donglei said obediently.

Then, he whispered to Yang, "Hurry, find me ten, no, twenty more experts! I’ll pay you double!"

"Yes, got it!" Yang’s eyes lit up, and he hurried off. This was a big gig!

Yin Donglei hastened after Lei Ying, a gleam of excitement in his eyes!

With Lei Ying, such an incredibly formidable expert at his side—

Bai Xiaosheng...

Counts for nothing!

The problem was, how to lure Bai Xiaosheng out...

A sly smile crept onto Yin Donglei’s lips; he had that figured out too!

...

Unbeknownst to Yin Haoran and Yin Dongfeng, who have been employing a myriad of strategies to trap Bai Xiaosheng, Yin Donglei was also making moves to help, but rather than a battle of wits, he planned for a physical fight...

If Yin Haoran found out, he might explode with rage, reverting to his temper from two years prior.

...

At Fist Market, while Yin Donglei was seeking experts, Lin Weiwei and her entourage had just left the project.

Halfway through the journey, Lin Weiwei had another thought and had Feng drive an extra distance.

At this point, there was no hurry to return, and Lin Weiwei suddenly remembered the tea Bai Xiaosheng liked; there was an old shop nearby that sold it...

...

Outside Zhongjing Media, a figure loitered, craning his neck and peering inside...

Yin Donglei had arranged for him to be there early to keep watch.

Once Lin Weiwei and her group entered the company, the man saw the license plate and immediately made a call.

...

Just as Lin Weiwei got out of the car, her phone rang.

She asked Shi Yu and Song Jiajia to go ahead while she stopped to answer.

"Miss Lin?"

"Speaking, who is this?" Lin Weiwei asked, finding the voice on the phone somewhat familiar but unable to place who it was.

"It’s Yin Donglei."

Lin Weiwei’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she replied coldly, "Mr. Yin, what urgent matter compels you to call me?"

Currently, Lin Weiwei had no fond feelings for the Yin Family.

"Here’s the thing, I’d like to invite you for a cup of coffee, right now, at the cafe on the second floor of the Libra Building in the city center."

"Not interested!" Lin Weiwei declined immediately, ready to hang up.

"My brother and I are here, and we want to talk to you about matters regarding the film crew! If you come, we might be able to discuss. Of course, whether we reach an agreement or not, don’t tell Bai Xiaosheng. He’s so overbearing, and we can’t handle that!"

Yin Donglei laughed, "How about it? Besides, the cafe in the city center is so crowded, we couldn’t possibly do anything untoward to you!"

Lin Weiwei frowned and thought for a moment, glancing at the Zhongjing Building, then gazing towards the window of Bai Xiaosheng’s office.

She was hesitating.

"I might take a look," Lin Weiwei agreed.

Although Xiaosheng told her not to, if she could relieve his worries, it would be good!

As Yin Donglei said, the cafe was public—what danger could she be in?

At that very moment, outside Zhongjing Media, the sneaky person was still watching Lin Weiwei.

Seeing Lin Weiwei come out, he quickly made a call.

"Boss, she’s out," the man said in a hushed tone.

From the earpiece, Yin Donglei’s voice came through, "Follow her, and in a moment, steal her phone for me!"