111: After modification: Chapter 110 Punishment (4th Update) 111: After modification: Chapter 110 Punishment (4th Update) Wang Yan walked towards Li Gang step by step.
As Wang Yan got closer to Li Gang, Li Gang’s legs shook more and more violently.
With the trembling, the foul-smelling liquid that had initially pooled straight on the ground splashed to the sides, forming a puddle beneath his feet.
The men surrounding Li Gang, who were armed, immediately hid their guns behind themselves, fearing that their hands would be blown off by the barrels like that other guy just now.
Wang Yan didn’t even glance at the crowd, directly bypassing them, heading straight towards Li Gang.
When Wang Yan was three steps away from Li Gang, a man saw Wang Yan’s back turned to him and felt he had an opportunity.
The man quietly pulled out the shotgun hidden behind him, slowly leveled it, and aimed at Wang Yan’s back.
Although it was just a normal action, the man was so tense that his heart pounded wildly, and sweat seeped from his forehead.
However, Wang Yan seemed completely unaware of the anomaly behind him, continuing at his own pace towards Li Gang.
At this moment, everyone on the scene had seen the man’s movement behind Wang Yan, placing all their hopes on him.
Li Gang feared arousing Wang Yan’s suspicion and didn’t dare to look directly at the man, but the corner of his eye uncontrollably glanced at him.
At this point, Beiming Xue and a few others in the restaurant also saw the dark muzzle behind Wang Yan, and all four shouted almost simultaneously, “Watch out!”
But at this moment, the man pulled the trigger, and the gun fired.
At the moment the gun fired, excitement appeared on the faces of Li Gang and the others, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Wang Yan got hit, they could exact revenge afterwards.
But just then, everyone suddenly found their vision blurred, and Wang Yan had disappeared from his original spot.
The man who had fired suddenly saw an extra person appear before him.
The person’s face was sharp and cold beyond measure; it was none other than Wang Yan.
Simultaneously, the man who fired realized that his shotgun was somehow now pinched between Wang Yan’s fingers, and the muzzle was aimed at his own feet.
The man who fired looked down along the barrel, realizing that the shot he had only just fired hadn’t gone off, and the bullet had actually hit his own foot.
At this moment, he saw the bullet pierce his sole, punching a bloody hole in his right foot, with blood gushing forth like a fountain.
The man who fired then felt pain, urgently cried out loud.
He still didn’t understand how, when he fired, Wang Yan had been facing away, yet after the shot, Wang Yan was suddenly in front of him.
He was oblivious as to when the muzzle had been pushed to the ground.
But the others could vaguely guess that at the instant the man pulled the trigger, Wang Yan had appeared before him.
Even before the bullet shot out of the barrel, Wang Yan had pressed the muzzle down to make the bullet hit the man’s right foot.
In other words, Wang Yan was faster than a bullet!
When everyone thought of this, they were all terrified, mouths agape, trembling uncontrollably all over.
At that moment, Wang Yan pinched the barrel of the shotgun with his two fingers and pressed it downward.
With a whoosh, the shotgun dropped down.
With a thud, the barrel of the shotgun landed precisely on the man’s right foot wound, pinning his foot to the ground like a nail.
The shotgun’s barrel was far thicker than a bullet, causing even more pain than the previous bullet hit.
The man who fired opened his mouth wide again, crying out in pain.
The barrel’s insertion nearly shattered several bones in the instep, causing intense pain down to the bone!
The man who fired jumped up in agony.
With that jump, his foot left the ground, but the shotgun remained firmly embedded in the earth, unmoving.
The man’s foot moved up the barrel three inches, the friction between the bone and the barrel emitting an ear-piercing squeal.
That foot was levitated, hanging in mid-air.
The three inches of the moved barrel was already covered in blood.
It was even more painful than the initial stab, causing the man’s face to twitch in pain, but his foot hung in mid-air, leg half-raised, his foot bones stuck against the barrel.
After doing all this, Wang Yan calmly turned and continued walking towards Li Gang.
The man pinned to the ground by the shotgun grimaced, wanting to use his hand to support his injured foot, but each time he bent, it moved the bones.
He wanted to rest his foot on the ground, but the foot bones clamped tightly around the barrel, not daring to move a bit.
Upon seeing this, some men who had previous thoughts didn’t dare move anymore; some even hastily threw their guns on the ground and raised their arms in surrender, gesturing to Wang Yan.
Yet, Wang Yan remained expressionless, continuing to walk towards Li Gang step by step.
By this time, Li Gang regretted so much that his gut was churning.
If he had known things would turn out like this, he would have driven away earlier, and nothing would have happened.
But regretting now was too late; his brain spun quickly, trying to think of a way to deceive Wang Yan again.
However, he had already used all his sweet words earlier, and if he said it again now, Wang Yan would surely not believe him.
Just then, Li Gang glanced at Li Zhe trembling beside him, feeling a rush of anger inside.
If it weren’t for Li Zhe, how could he have provoked such a demon?
Thinking of this, Li Gang turned and slapped Li Zhe on the face.
Li Zhe’s face had been slapped by Wang Yan earlier, his left cheek swollen, and now Li Gang’s slap hit the right side.
With imprints on both cheeks, he looked symmetrical.
This slap stunned Li Zhe, who clutched his face, bewildered, almost crying, “Dad, why did you hit me?”
Li Gang glared and cursed, “Hit you?
Hitting you is lenient.
I ask you, do you even have eyes?
How dare you provoke this refined gentleman; even his woman is beyond your reach.”
Li Zhe still didn’t understand why his father was hitting him, hastily defending tearfully, “Dad, our family is so wealthy, do we need to fear him?”
Even before finishing his sentence, Li Gang slapped him again, cursing, “Idiot, only know money.
What else do you know?”
As Li Gang cursed Li Zhe, he secretly watched Wang Yan approach, seeing his cold, expressionless face.
Li Gang knew his act was still insufficient, hurriedly lifted his foot, and kicked Li Zhe’s leg, forcing him to kneel, yelling, “Apologize to this brother!”
Li Zhe finally started realizing, albeit reluctantly saying to Wang Yan, “Brother, I was wrong, please show mercy and let me go.”
Li Gang looked back at Wang Yan, seeing him expressionless, only three steps away.
Li Gang’s heart skipped a beat, knowing if he didn’t act drastically now, he would suffer once Wang Yan reached him.
Maybe he’d end up like the guy before, with his foot pinned to the ground by a shotgun.
Li Gang’s eyes swiveled, hitting Li Zhe on the back of the head, cursing, “Is apologizing enough?
You must be punished.”
Looking around, Li Gang quickly saw the urine the others had spread on the ground out of fear.
Due to the uneven floor, the urine from about thirty people gathered in a low spot.
Li Gang pointed at this depression and cursed Li Zhe, “Go, drink all this urine.”