"Sir, stop joking around. If you don't need anything, please leave and don't disturb our work."
Facing Liu Changsheng's aggressive provocation, the guy tried his best to hold back. Business had to be done peacefully. Even though their backer was Jingri Society, they still avoided fights if they could. These days, no matter which country a Violent Gang came from, making money was the real deal—once you had money, it was easy to get everything else you wanted.
"Bang!"
Liu Changsheng suddenly swung a punch. His fist slammed into that employee's body and instantly punched through his abdomen. From belly to back, a wound as wide as a rice bowl opened up—horrific to look at.
The guy didn't even have time to cry for help and died on the spot.
Seeing someone causing trouble, a bunch of the auto shop's workers rushed over from beside the cars and completely surrounded Liu Changsheng.
