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Chapter 545: Take Action, Pedal? [Second Shift]

Chapter 545: Chapter 545: Take Action, Pedal? [Second Shift]

There was no need to hesitate; almost instantly, Tang Qing was sure that Lin Junbao’s actions were akin to courting death, threatening someone of all people, he had to provoke Chen Wei, the God of Killing...

It was simply courting self-destruction!

Chen Wei’s physical response confirmed Tang Qing’s thoughts were correct.

With a crisp snap,

Yan Suli, being so close, heard it very clearly.

Half a second later, staring at his own bent wrist, which couldn’t be twisted back, Lin Junbao finally realized something was terribly wrong!

His complexion turned ashen and, his features contorted, he abruptly stood up, "Ah! My hand! My hand!"

With such a loud voice, even those audience members sitting in the front row, near the sound equipment, couldn’t ignore it.

All turned their head unconsciously, their gaze rising up to him.

Then, the movie paused, the staff walked in, and the lights came on.

"What happened?" a staff member asked.

Thinking someone had suddenly fallen ill at first.

They quickly followed the sound of the voice to Lin Junbao’s seat.

"This person kept kicking my chair and causing trouble; please throw him out to prevent him from ruining everyone’s viewing experience," Yan Suli was not going to give Lin Junbao the chance to accuse her first.

However, after hearing the whole story, the two staff members looked at each other in a daze, clueless as to what to do.

"Damn! What are you two doing just standing there? Go get someone, call an ambulance for me! And bring more people, I’m going to make these two bastards pay!" Lin Junbao cursed furiously.

Seeing their ineptitude infuriated him.

Even a fool could tell from this exchange that this cinema was owned by Lin Junbao’s family.

His brazenness and fearlessness weren’t without reason.

"You little bastard, and you, you bitch, even if you kneel down and kowtow begging me now, I absolutely won’t let you off!" Lin Junbao was livid, like a rabid dog, baring his teeth and threatening Chen Wei and Yan Suli.

Tang Qing wanted to step forward to defuse the situation, but after patting himself down, he realized his ID wasn’t in his pocket.

Slap!

Following that, Chen Wei made his move, mercilessly slapping Lin Junbao across the face in front of everyone.

"If you can’t speak properly, you could say less, or better yet, shut your mouth and not speak at all."

After delivering that slap, Chen Wei didn’t forget to wipe off the blood that had accidentally splattered on Lin Junbao’s chest from his mouth.

"..." Holding his face, humiliation—this was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation Lin Junbao had ever experienced!

"You’re done for! I’m telling you, you’re really finished today! I’ll make sure you die with nowhere to bury your corpse!"

"As for her?" Lin Junbao’s gaze shifted back to Yan Suli, "She’s your girlfriend, right? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to savor her taste and turn her completely into my slave!"

Slap!

However, Lin Junbao’s words didn’t elicit fear from Chen Wei, but another harsh slap across the face.

"..." Lin Junbao.

"I’ve said, if you can’t speak properly, you might as well not speak," Chen Wei said, his eyes cold.

To Chen Wei, dealing with those who don’t learn their lesson with violence was preferable to reasoning with them.

Violence was much more effective than reason.

"You motherfucker..." Lin Junbao could no longer restrain himself and lunged toward Chen Wei, even with just one hand, determined to give him a severe lesson and vent all his pent-up anger.

Chen Wei easily sidestepped, immediately grabbed Lin Junbao’s wrist, twisted it with force, swung his arm in a circle, and then let go.

"Ah!"

Everyone clearly saw Lin Junbao screaming, his eyes wide, his mouth agape, as his whole body flew off the stage.

He even brushed past the heads of some people by just twenty to thirty centimeters.

It gave that group of people a huge scare, but thankfully it was a close call with no actual harm.

Realizing that things had escalated, people started leaving their seats and moving to the side, some not wanting to get involved and choosing to leave voluntarily.

Others found a quiet spot, planning to stay and watch the drama unfold.

They were still hoping to continue watching the movie after the situation resolved, after all, they had already paid for it.

Would anyone dare to scold the two and tell them to take their fight outside, so as not to disturb the movie?

They weren’t idiots—Chen Wei’s violent acts of slapping people across the face, knocking out several teeth, causing them to spit blood, breaking wrists, or throwing people through the air, they had seen it all.

Thinking to themselves, what if their complaints provoked his displeasure and he unleashed those moves on them?

They would be thoroughly thrashed!

Besides, just by looking at his build, it was clear that Lin Junbao weighed nearly one hundred and fifty pounds.

The fact that he could throw a man weighing over one hundred and fifty pounds with one hand was enough to illustrate how terrifying the strength in Chen Wei’s arms was!

No wonder he could knock out someone’s teeth with a slap, more effective than a dentist.

Lin Junbao lay on the ground, lucky not to have landed headfirst and still relatively conscious, but his entire body felt as if it had fallen apart, making it difficult for him to stand up.

"Young Master!" At this moment, a middle-aged man, followed by about a dozen security guards, hurried in from the door.

Those dozen or so security guards looked ordinary, showing no signs of training, but Chen Wei noticed the bearing of a trained fighter in the lead middle-aged man.

It seemed very likely that he was a hired enforcer by the cinema to prevent people from deliberately causing trouble.

"Zhao Li, cripple that bastard for me. If you don’t, I swear I will tell my dad to fire your ass!" Lin Junbao yelled the name of the middle-aged man who had rushed to the front.

"Don’t worry, Young Master. Since he dared to cause trouble on our turf, I will absolutely make sure he comes in standing up and leaves either crawling or carried out!" Zhao Li had two men lift Lin Junbao off the ground.

On one hand, it was to prevent him from getting cold from lying on the ground too long, which could lead to a cold.

On the other hand, how could Lin Junbao continue to watch Zhao Li show off his skills and handle Chen Wei if he kept lying down?

Zhao Li was also counting on Lin Junbao speaking well of him to his father afterwards, getting him a promotion and a raise.

Zhao Li didn’t have much animosity against someone like Chen Wei.

Actually, he not only bore no ill will toward Chen Wei, but he was also grateful. He appreciated that Chen Wei was willing to step up and be the stepping stone for his own ascension, sacrificing himself so Zhao Li could climb higher.

Glancing at Lin Junbao once more, it had to be said, that kid was quite ruthless to have beaten him up into such a ghastly state.

It was truly pitiful.

The more pitiful it was, the more satisfied Zhao Li became.

He could already imagine how pleased Lin Junbao would be once he dealt with Chen Wei.

By then, whatever he said would go.

President Lin always doted on Lin Junbao, so Zhao Li firmly believed that as long as he could please him and then get him to personally put in a good word, a promotion and raise were assuredly in the bag—no worries there.