Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

Seeing Jiang Yanchen's calm and breezy appearance, Xu Mengchuan's eyes flashed strangeness. He crossed his legs, leaned back, looked at the two long painting boxes, and asked:
"How does this picture compare to the previous picture of a nun washing clothes?"

Jiang Yanchen put the painting box on the coffee table, and said lightly, "You should know what it is after just looking at it!"

Xu Mengchuan leaned forward, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to open the first painting box, and the "Pegasus Knights Picture" in it was completely spread out, covering the entire coffee table.

When he saw the picture for the first time, Xu Mengchuan's eyes were completely attracted by the picture. His eyes moved slightly on the picture, and stayed on the knight in the picture. He nodded slightly and muttered: "It's so handsome !"

Seeing Xu Mengchuan's obsessed look, Jiang Yanchen's worry that the fakes would be exposed immediately dissipated.

"Xu Shao, how is this painting?" Jiang Yanchen asked slowly.

Xu Mengchuan put down the painting in his hand, without looking up, he went directly to open another painting box, "Compared with last time, I like this one better!"

Xu Mengchuan was full of praise for the second "Maple Leaf Floating Lake Picture". He didn't hide the excitement in his heart at all. He raised his head and asked, "What do you want this time? I don't have a second waste to go south!"

"I want your shares in Tang Zhuang!" Jiang Yanchen said straight to the point.

Xu Mengchuan paused while holding the painting, stared at Jiang Yanchen with squinted eyes, and said word by word: "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Jiang Yanchen tilted his head slightly and smiled lightly.

Xu Mengchuan's face darkened, and he said coldly: "What price do you think these two paintings are worth? Do you think they are worthy?"

"Then how many paintings does Xu Shao think are suitable?" Jiang Yanchen was calm and composed, without a trace of emotional fluctuations in his voice.

Xu Mengchuan kicked at the coffee table fiercely, and shouted loudly: "No amount of paintings are worthy, who do you think you are? What are you, worthy of negotiating a deal with Ben Shao?"

At the same time, following Xu Mengchuan's shout, eight men in suits holding pistols appeared in the room, and each pointed their guns at Jiang Yanchen.

But Jiang Yanchen didn't panic at all, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked lazily: "What does Xu Shao mean by this? Want to kill someone to silence him?"

Xu Mengchuan sneered, then slowly sat back on the sofa, threatening: "This is not the first time this young master has done this kind of thing, what do you think?"

"Businessmen don't advocate this kind of behavior of killing people at every turn!" Jiang Yanchen slowly extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and said with a chuckle, "Do you think these pistols can threaten me?"

"Hmph, you are so arrogant!" Xu Mengchuan sneered, and raised his right hand at the same time. As long as he waved his hand, the eight pistols pointed at Jiang Yanchen's head would immediately beat Jiang Yanchen into a hornet's nest.

At this moment, Jiang Yanchen cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn it, I knew this earlier, so I just did it, why bother?"

"kill!"

After Xu Mengchuan said a word expressionlessly, the eight bodyguards directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang..."

Although there was silence, there was still loud gunshots in the room, but the indifference in Xu Mengchuan's eyes gradually turned into surprise, and then deep shock.

"How? How is it possible?"

Xu Mengchuan's eyes widened, and he froze in place, his face distorted as if he had seen a ghost.

Jiang Yanchen's body was shrouded in golden light. After the round of shooting just now, he didn't see any splash of blood at all. He was still sitting calmly on the sofa.

"Xu Shao, you are not authentic!"

Jiang Yanchen stood up slowly, and said in a piercingly cold voice.

The eight people around were also as if they had seen a ghost, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help shaking, and they murmured in disbelief: "How is it possible?"

"Are you a human or a ghost?" One of them asked with a trembling voice and a look of fear on his face.

The answer to these eight people was the pocket pistol in Jiang Yanchen's hand. He swung his arm across and only heard eight "bangs"!
The eight people fell to the ground in response. Jiang Yanchen chuckled, looked at Xu Mengchuan indifferently, tilted his head, and asked indifferently: "Xu Shao, are you satisfied with this Bo Nai's experience?"

"You are a ghost!"

Xu Mengchuan was already trembling violently, and fell on the sofa with his legs limp, roaring in a trembling voice.

Jiang Yanchen stepped on the coffee table, leaned forward, looked down at the trembling Xu Mengchuan, and said coldly, "I'm a ghost. I need the shares in your hand. Will you give them?"

Xu Mengchuan didn't dare to look into Jiang Yanchen's eyes at all. He struggled to escape, his mouth trembling: "I don't have a share!"

"Is there any now?" Jiang Yanchen pressed the pistol to Xu Mengchuan's forehead and asked softly.

"Ah! Don't kill me, I have what I have!" Xu Mengchuan was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he quickly shouted for mercy.

"Sign it!" Jiang Yanchen took out the share transfer contract and put it in front of Xu Mengchuan.

Xu Mengchuan swallowed, signed with trembling body, and pressed his fingerprints.

"Please don't kill me, I'll give you all the shares!" Xu Mengchuan hid in a corner of the sofa in fear, curled up.

At this moment, Jiang Yanchen felt a little ridiculous looking at Xu Mengchuan's beggar-like appearance.

A person who was obviously domineering and arrogant a few minutes ago, but now he is lying on the ground like a mangy dog ​​begging for mercy, is this the so-called greed for life and fear of death?

"I really didn't expect that, you are so afraid of death!" Jiang Yanchen's mouth showed a hint of disdain, Xu Mengchuan's reaction before and after was really unexpected.

"It's a waste of six seconds of invincible golden body skills." Jiang Yanchen turned around and didn't shoot Xu Mengchuan, because the shares had already been obtained. If Xu Mengchuan was killed, the chairman of Tang Zhuang, Xu Cong, might have to find the Tang Corporation behind him. .

In this way, things would be difficult to handle. Jiang Yanchen didn't want to meet with the Tang Corporation right now.

There was a smell of blood in the air. Jiang Yanchen opened the door and left. Xu Mengchuan collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball. His back was already wet with sweat.

Glancing at the door, Xu Mengchuan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with lingering fear. Looking at the eight corpses on the ground, he frowned and said, "How could there be no wounds at all? What is that golden light?"

Jiang Yanchen was able to remain intact, which was directly related to the golden light protecting the body. Xu Mengchuan slowly got up from the ground, recalled the whole process, and suddenly realized later, "It must be the golden light. It's so illusory, it can even block bullets?"

"Damn! The shares are gone, and the old man doesn't know how to punish me!" Xu Mengchuan kicked the pistol off the ground and roared furiously.

A hundred meters away from Fangyu Building, Xiaobai watched Jiang Yanchen come out unscathed, and hurriedly led Xiangnan over.

"Master, are you alright?" Xiaobai and Xiangnan said at the same time, greeting with concern.

"fine!"

"Go back, there are other things to do!" Jiang Yanchen got into the car quickly, and the moment he just left, a system notification sounded in his mind.