and dashed towards the center of the council hall, toward Zhang Heng who remained seated motionless."" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!【Important Reminder】"That's gr...Chapter 60

This unexpected turn of events caught both Yang Chen and Ma Chao off guard.

“What are you doing” Xiong Bo’s features were twisted in a grimace.

"You can't kill him, once you pull the trigger, maybe I'll die with him. But all I want is to live!" Samba spoke in standard Mandarin.

"You're crazy!"

Xiong Bo was enraged, feeling that Samba was insulting him. He roared, "At this close distance, how could I possibly fail to kill him"

Samba remained calm and said, "His aura is incredibly powerful. Even my master doesn't possess such a strong presence. Once you fire your weapon, he will mercilessly kill you without hesitation. As the sole witness, I would most likely be silenced by him."

"You goddamn fool! Even if he's strong, how can he dodge bullets" Xiong Bo roared with anger. Because of his agitated emotions, his body moved slightly, bumping his neck against the dagger, and blood flowed out.

"Their power, you wouldn't even comprehend. Just lay down your weapon." Samba spoke calmly.

Yang Chen watched samba with great interest. His wrist was broken, and he didn't make a sound. Although Yang Chen hadn't made a move himself, he could feel his powerful aura. It was very interesting.

"Samba, just put down your knife, and I'll give you ten million after I kill them!" Xiong Bo felt Samba's determination and tried to bribe him with money.

But he still underestimated Samba's desire to live. Samba just shook his head and said, "Even if you gave me ten billion, I wouldn't want it. I don't want to have a life with money but no time to spend it."

"Do you not fear, that if they leave, the Xiong family will not let you go" Xiong Bo threatened with a menacing face.

Samba seemed to be threatened by his words, struggling slightly on his face. But when he saw Yang Chen's expression of watching a play, a flash of firmness appeared in his eyes.

"Since you're being so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust. Once you're dead, no one will even know it was me." Samba moved with murderous intent, his dagger flashing as he spoke.

Feeling the cut on his neck, Xiong Boru hurriedly shouted, "I'll listen to you!"

"

Clang!

"

A crisp sound rang out, and the dagger in Samba's hand was knocked away by a bottle cap.

Meanwhile, the gun in Xiong Bolin's hand also came into Ma Chao's possession.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. Xiong Bo felt the pain of the dagger slicing across his neck. Just a little deeper, and he would have been dead. But even so, the wound on his neck continued to bleed freely.

Samba was equally terrified. Just now, his dagger had been knocked away by something, and he hadn't even noticed it.

And Xiong Bo's revolver in his hand, how it ended up in Ma Chao's hands, also shocked him.

Samba was drenched in cold sweat, looking at Yang Chen who had a playful smile on his face and stared at him. He was terrified, he didn't doubt that if this man wanted his life, it would be effortless.

"Why" Yang Chen suddenly asked, apparently inquiring of Samba.

Then Samba woke up in alarm, stepping back hastily and bowing slightly. "I only want to survive!"

"Okay, what happened here today, I hope you'll forget. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making you forget everything!" Even though Yang Chen was smiling, Samba felt an immense amount of pressure.

Xiong Bo ren perhaps doesn't understand, but Senba is different. He is a strong person himself and has a clear feeling for aura.

Now that Yang Chen has left Beijng, only his brothers in Beijng and some high-ranking officials from the Nine States know about it. If news of him in Jiangzhou were to spread, not only would those around him be in danger, but even Beijng would face some trouble.

A powerful individual of his caliber could single-handedly match the strength of thousands upon thousands of soldiers. To any enemy nation, he poses a colossal threat. The number of those who seek his demise is immeasurable.

"Thump!"

Samba suddenly knelt on one knee, bowing his head, his voice ringing out: "I will forget everything, but I want to follow by your side!"n, you can get away with anything""That's right! We are all founding members of the group. Without us, there wouldn't be the glory of the group today. Even if you are the general manager, you don't ha...