The factory floor was like the scene of a martial arts film, in just two or three minutes, all the henchmen were down.
The whole factory echoed with cries of pain.
Not just the henchmen, even Li Wentian, the boss, was lying on the ground wailing after Chen Yang broke his arm with a steel pipe.
At this moment, Li Wentian was clutching his broken arm, sweating from the pain, his face pale as he looked at Chen Yang approaching, with fear hidden in his eyes.
He had been known as fearless by others, having just come out of reform-through-labor.
But facing the current situation, he was indeed scared.
"Tell me, who made you do this?"
Chen Yang walked up indifferently, once again asking Li Wentian.
"I..." Li Wentian gritted his teeth, still refusing to give in.
But before he could finish his sentence, Chen Yang already knew what he wanted to say.
A backhand slap was swung across.
He knocked out several of his teeth!
"Will you talk or not?"
"Dream on!"
Bang!
