Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Chapter 221

“I don’t care how you split it. I want 20%!”

“Motherfucker, you want 20% just because you said so? Who do you think you are? A Master?”

“What do you mean?”

...

Ma Guoyun sat on a steel chair, listening to the people arguing in front of him. His temples bulged and the veins on his forehead throbbed. Suddenly, he stood up. He disappeared from the chair. When he reappeared, he was in front of the loudest and fiercest scar-faced man. He punched.

The fist whistled, and energy exploded, tearing through the air.

“All of you ... Shut up!”

The scar-faced man’s expression changed. He instinctively raised his hand to block, but Ma Guoyun’s fist still landed on his chest. He grunted and stumbled back a dozen steps.

Ma Guoyun released the powerful aura of a peak Level 6 Martial Artist, and a cold and ruthless aura enveloped the entire place.

The scene suddenly quieted down. Everyone was quiet as they stared at the valiant figure in the middle of the field. Their expressions were solemn.

“I came up with the plan, and I came up with the guy. I have the most power here. You can take whatever you want. If anyone has any objections, you can leave now. I won’t stop you.”

Ma Guoyun’s gaze swept across the entire place. His gaze was as cold as a viper’s as it swept across the murderers one by one. Some people’s eyelids twitched fiercely. A ferocious glint flashed in their eyes, but they did not speak.

“Since no one has any objections, sit down and listen to me.” Ma Guoyun said coldly.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Then someone sat down, and the others followed suit.

Ma Guoyun’s face was cold, and the fierceness in his eyes receded. He walked back to the chair and sat down.

A hoarse and unpleasant voice, like coarse sandpaper rubbing against each other, rang out.Findd new stories on nov/e(l)bin(.)com

“What Brother Ma said is correct. We all came out to seek wealth. Why should we fight over petty profits and harm the harmony between us?”

“That’s right.” A middle-aged man in a blue suit, a white shirt, and a silver necklace walked out of the crowd. Half of his face was scorched and twisted, as if it had been burned.

“Since no one has any objections, I’ll make a simple allocation. Don’t worry, I, Ma Guoyun, have always done things appropriately. I won’t let everyone come here for nothing ...”

As Ma Guoyun spoke, he began to explain the allocation and action plan.

Just then, a voice came from outside the factory.

“Who’s there?!”

This voice quickly sounded and was extinguished.

In the quiet factory, it was very abrupt. Everyone present was a Level 6 Martial Artist, and their five senses were very sharp. They immediately turned to look at the door.

“There seems to be some movement outside?”

Ma Guoyun glanced indifferently. “It’s probably the police. No big deal. We’ll kill them later, and then we’ll go somewhere else to talk.”

“That’s true. We have so many Level 6 Martial Artists. Why would we be afraid of a few cops?”

“They’re here just in time. I’ve been suppressing a lot of anger, and I was just about to vent it ...” The bandits’ expressions quickly relaxed.

Just as Ma Guoyun said, they had people and weapons. Even if all the police in Yanhe came, they wouldn’t be afraid. They could totally kill their way out.

“Let’s go take a look.” Ma Guoyun gave a look to his underling beside him.

The underling nodded and walked toward the door with a sinister expression.

The bandits didn’t talk about benefits now, as if they had found something more interesting. They crossed their arms and stared at the door with playful eyes. Someone stretched his arms and legs, making cracking sounds in his neck. His expression was casual, as if he was warming up.

Ma Guoyun’s underling quickly walked toward the door.

He was about to reach the door.

Suddenly ...

Bang!