Siheyuan: Domineering life

"Haha, Zhou Qiang, do you really want to see me kneeling on the ground begging for mercy?"

As the voice fell, there was suddenly one more person in the living room.

Yang Jun sat on the armchair in the middle with a calm look on his face, which scared Zhou Qiang and Zhao Pengyu enough.

There was one more person in the living room for no reason, and anyone would be scared to death.

When the two of them saw that it was Yang Jun, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they stepped back, thinking that it was a ghost.

Seeing them staring at him in a daze, Yang Jun had a smile on his face.

"Old Zhou, don't you recognize me?"

Yang Jun looked at him amusemently.

After hearing this, Zhou Qiang took a while to react. He first looked at his secretary Zhao Pengyu, and then looked at Yang Jun with a smile.

"It's... Old Yang, why... did you suddenly appear here?"

As he spoke, he gestured to Zhao Pengyu.

Zhao Pengyu had been with him for many years and was very familiar with his every move. Seeing this, he began to move forward.

He thought to himself that Yang Jun did not report to the security guard nor did he leave a visiting notice, so he must have come here secretly. If he was alone... he didn't mind letting Yang Jun stay here forever. After all, it was not difficult to make someone disappear without a trace.

"stop!"

Yang Jun saw through their little trick at a glance, and with a smile on his face, he looked at them warily.

At some point, he had a Type 54 pistol with a silencer in his hand.

The muzzle of the gun shook, signaling Zhao Pengyu to come back.

Seeing this, Zhao Pengyu laughed dryly and slowly walked back.

"Big boss, what...what are you doing? Why are you using knives and guns..."

Even Zhou Qiang said, "Yes, Lao Yang, it's very safe here. There are hundreds of guards outside. It's very safe. There's no need to use any weapons, right?"

On the surface, this guy seemed to be telling Yang Jun not to worry about safety, but in fact he was warning Yang Jun that if he fired randomly, the guards outside would break in, and then he would be unable to escape.

Although he didn't know how Yang Jun suddenly appeared in the living room, he thought that Yang Jun might have hidden in there in advance. He didn't think about ghosts, gods, or metaphysics, nor did he think that Yang Jun could be invisible. After all, that was unscientific.

So, no matter how Yang Jun got in, this is his territory, and he will not allow Yang Jun to act presumptuously, even though Yang Jun is his direct leader, he has to be like a dragon coiled up for me and a tiger lying down for me.

"Tsk, tsk, I don't feel safe at all."

Yang Jun said with a smile, then turned the gun and pointed it at Zhou Qiang.

"No, no, no, Lao Yang, we have been colleagues for decades, it shouldn't be like this."

Zhou Qiang is usually a steady and calm person, but when facing life and death, he is not so calm.

Hearing this, Yang Jun smiled first, then said to Zhao Pengyu who was making small movements: "Xiao Zhao, my patience is limited, you'd better not make small movements."

Zhao Pengyu kept his eyes on the outside, thinking about calling the guards outside in.

"No, no, I...I just need to pee urgently. I want to go out to pee."

This guy is Zhou Qiang's most loyal dog. When he saw Zhou Qiang being captured by Yang Jun, he thought about protecting his master.

"Oh, really? Then go pee quickly." Yang Jun looked at him with a smile, but turned the gun towards him again.

"No, no, no, I can hold it in for a while longer." Zhao Pengyu waved his hands repeatedly upon seeing this.

"Oh, all right."

Yang Jun smiled and lowered his gun again.

At this time, the guards patrolling outside passed by the living room door, but they did not dare to look towards this side. They were all trained and would definitely not be ignorant of the rules. Although they passed by the living room door, they did not turn back to look over here. Even if they did, they would think they were chatting.

As they watched the trainers go away, Zhou Qiang and Zhao Pengyu's faces gradually became disappointed.

Yang Jun looked very relaxed throughout the whole process, not afraid of alerting the guards or anything.

He was not afraid even if he was alarmed, as he was confident that he could eliminate all dangers in a moment.

"Old Zhou, tell me, why are you targeting me?" Yang Jun looked at Zhou Qiang with a smile.

"No." Zhou Qiang pretended to be calm and said, "Old Yang, what are you talking about? We have been colleagues for many years. How could I target you?"

"Where did you hear that rumor from? You can't take it seriously. It will affect our relationship as colleagues."

Yang Jun chuckled when he heard this.

He had to admire Zhou Qiang's acting talent. Even after being caught red-handed, he was still able to argue with confidence. It had to be said that people like them had really good thick skin and psychological quality.

"Old Zhou, in my heart, you are also a well-known and daring person. Why don't you dare to admit it now?" Yang Jun smiled and said, "I heard it with my own ears just now."

Zhou Qiang laughed dryly when he heard this.

"I didn't expect that I, Zhou Qiang, am still such a person in your heart, Old Yang. It's such an honor."

After saying that, his expression became serious and his back straightened: "That's right, I want to target you, what can you do about it?"

"Not pretending anymore?" Yang Jun looked at him with a smile.

"Stop pretending." Zhou Qiang also looked at him with a smile, and the two of them were tit-for-tat.

"Good, very good, this is the backbone you should have, Old Zhou."

Yang Jun looked at him with eyes full of admiration.

The person who can be so righteous after doing something wrong is quite a character. He is much better than those who did something wrong but did not take responsibility.

"Old Zhou, I'm very curious about how you plan to use Wang Yuping's matter to bring me down. I really want to know."

At this moment, there was no tense atmosphere as before, but rather it was like two old friends having a heart-to-heart talk.

Zhou Qiang waved his hand, looking mature.

"Hey, you already know it, so I won't say it. It's not elegant to talk about it."

"No, no, no, I really want to know, just tell me."

Zhou Qiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you really want to know?"

"think."

"Well, Xiao Zhao, just tell Lao Yang."

Hearing this, Zhao Pengyu stood up with a smile and stood respectfully in front of the two of them. However, judging from his expression, he was more focused on Zhou Qiang.

"Boss, let me tell you..."

Yang Jun's sudden attack just now caught them off guard and made them panic for a moment. Now that they have calmed down, they don't think Yang Jun is scary. After all, this is Zhou Qiang's territory and they still have the initiative. Although Yang Jun has a gun in his hand, there are more than a hundred people outside. As long as the gun sounds, Yang Jun will have no way to escape.

At this moment, they all thought that Yang Jun was a dead man.

They had no intention of letting Yang Jun leave from the beginning to the end.

Yang Jun took in their expressions but didn't take it seriously. After all, ignorance is bliss. They didn't know their own cards and thought they had them figured out.

"No, no, no, I still want to hear it from Lao Zhou himself. You are not qualified." Yang Jun interrupted him.

Yang Jun felt very unhappy with Zhou Qiang's contempt and Zhao Pengyu's attitude.

"Boss, I made the plan, so I should do it..."

Zhao Pengyu had a smile on his face, as if he treated Yang Jun as a dead man, and was no longer as respectful to him as before.

"puff!"

A faint gunshot was heard, Zhao Pengyu's head exploded, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Long-winded!"

Yang Jun blew away the white air from the muzzle of the gun.

"You...you...you...you...Old Yang, how dare you..."

This scene scared Zhou Qiang half to death.

He thought he had Yang Jun sure, calculating that Yang Jun would not dare to shoot. At least Yang Jun would consider his own safety and leave. Who would have thought that he would just... Looking at Zhao Pengyu lying on the ground, Zhou Qiang panicked again.

"What am I afraid of?"

Yang Jun looked at him with a smile.

"You're not afraid..."

"Not afraid."

Yang Jun watched the patrol officers outside walking around in the yard. He was not worried at all about alarming them.

Hearing this, Zhou Qiang smiled bitterly, then sat down dejectedly in the chair.

"Yes, who are you? You are Yang Jun, of course you are not afraid."

In the past, he always heard that Yang Jun was a cruel and ruthless person, but he never took it seriously. Today, he finally saw what cruel and ruthless he was. He would attack without blinking an eye. He was simply Yang the Butcher.

"Old Zhou, can you tell me now how you dragged me into this water through Wang Yuping?"

Yang Jun sat there calmly.

"Did not say."

Zhou Qiang suddenly straightened his back and sat there upright.

"I, Zhou Qiang, am not an unknown person. I don't believe that you, Old Yang, dare to touch me."

He was sure that Yang Jun would not dare to touch him. Even though Yang Jun touched Zhao Pengyu, he did not dare to touch him. After all, he was not an unknown person. Once something unexpected happened to him, the case would not be closed without any result.

"is it?"

Yang Jun raised his gun and pointed it at him.

When Zhou Qiang saw this, his eyelids twitched, but he still sat there calmly.

After all, he has been able to remain calm for so many years and he is still quite good at it. Besides, he cannot lose his prestige.

"If you have the guts, just shoot. I don't believe you can walk out of this yard safely." Zhou Qiang.

"Hey, Old Zhou."

Yang Jun sighed and said quietly, "You won't cry until you see the coffin. Today I will let you see that in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are empty talk."

Zhou Qiang looked at him in confusion when he heard this.

He didn't know what Yang Jun was doing again, so he tilted his head and stared at Yang Jun without blinking.

"You are lucky, but also unlucky. You are the first person to see my true ability. However, you can only see it."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared under his gaze.

Seeing this, Zhou Qiang was so shocked that he could fit an egg in his mouth.

How could such a good person suddenly disappear?

Thinking about Yang Jun's sudden appearance just now, he seemed to guess how Yang Jun got into the tightly controlled yard.

Zhou Qiang stood up in panic, looking around for Yang Jun's shadow.

Just as he was at a loss, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

"Old Zhou, I'm here."

When Zhou Qiang turned around, he saw Yang Jun standing behind him with a smile on his face.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun thought for a moment, then raised his head and answered seriously: "I don't know whether I am a human or a ghost. If I am a human, I have the abilities of a ghost. If I am a ghost, I am a living person. I have seven emotions and six desires, as well as love, hate, and vengeance."

"Well, if I have to give a definition, it can only be a... God."

"god?"

Zhou Qiang looked at Yang Jun in shock.

In the past, he would never have believed it even if he was beaten to death, but after seeing Yang Jun's unpredictable skills with his own eyes today, he no longer had any doubts.

"Do not believe?"

Looking at his horrified expression, Yang Jun asked with a smile.

"It's not that I don't believe it, but it's hard not to believe it." Zhou Qiang murmured.

Hearing this, Yang Jun looked at him with a smile, and then said calmly: "In fact, you have already discovered that I am a god, but you just didn't pay attention."

"Oh, what do you mean?" Zhou Qiang asked curiously.

At this moment, he had forgotten that he was in danger and instead became curious about Yang Jun.

He knew that he would not be able to leave the living room alive today, and he had no hope at all. Facing such a god-like opponent, he had no hope of survival.

Yang Jun walked up to him, stared into his eyes, and then said calmly: "Haven't you noticed that I have always had this face for so many years?"

"Haha, me too..."

Zhou Qiang was about to make fun of himself and say that he had the same face, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly looked at Yang Jun in shock.

The look on his face was one of fear at first, then slowly became calm.

"Yes, you have always had this face for so many years."

"Today, if you hadn't reminded me, I really wouldn't have noticed it."

"You always have this face that's in your twenties."

Although Yang Jun can be considered young and promising, to hold that position, he must be at least sixty or seventy years old, and he must also be qualified. He has read Yang Jun's file, which clearly states that Yang Jun is forty-eight years old this year.

But the Yang Jun in front of him didn't look like he was 48 years old at all. He was clearly just a young man in his early twenties.

It was because of this young and immature face that he looked down on Yang Jun. He didn't expect that beneath this young face was the heart of a mature middle-aged man.

If he knew that Yang Jun had lived two lives and was almost ninety years old, he would probably be so shocked that his jaw would drop.

"How...did you do that?"

Zhou Qiang finally asked the question in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun walked straight back to his original seat and sat down.

He lit a cigarette and took out another one for Zhou Qiang.

At this moment, the two of them didn't look like mortal enemies at all. Instead, they sat down and chatted calmly like old friends.

"I do not know either."

Yang Jun exhaled a puff of smoke, and then said faintly: "Maybe it's because I'm a god."

Zhou Qiang held the cigarette that Yang Jun handed him in his hand, but was hesitant to light it.

He knew in his heart that his life only lasted as long as this cigarette, and once this cigarette was finished, his life would also be over.

At this moment, he felt more terrified than ever before.

It was also the first time that I felt the preciousness of life.

However, what is coming will come, and there is no way to avoid it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qiang's face suddenly showed an expression of relief.

"Crack!"

Zhou Qiang lit the cigarette resolutely.

Afterwards, they talked about everything like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, from how they met, to how they became colleagues, to how they became opponents, to how they tripped each other up...

"puff!"

After smoking a cigarette, everything returned to silence. (End of this chapter)