Watch Out or I'll Have You Cut Down

As a top-notch assassin, Shen Lang naturally didn't lack acting skills and psychological fortitude.

After getting permission, Shen Lang headed straight for the elevator.

This company was really peculiar; there weren't many employees, yet there were tall bodyguards everywhere.

Haisha Textile was just a small to medium-sized clothing company, far less extensive than Lingya International. The company building was located far from the city center, with only five floors.

The general manager's office was on the top floor, and Shen Lang went straight to the top.

Just as he was about to knock on the office door, Shen Lang suddenly heard ambiguous sounds coming from inside.

"President Liu, don't be so rough. Be gentle. Yes, just like that... President Liu, about the company housing allocation..."

"Alright, stop asking about that. As long as you serve me well every day, you'll definitely get an apartment."

Listening to the conversation inside, Shen Lang looked through the peephole and saw a tall woman in uniform bent over the leather sofa, her black stockings torn off by a bald man next to her.

The bald man was Liu Qiang, the general manager of Haisha Textile, engaging in an inappropriate relationship with his pretty secretary...

Shen Lang felt speechless. He thought that the boss of this company was a real lecher, playing around in the office during work hours.

Who knew how long these two would take to finish? Growing impatient, Shen Lang knocked on the door.

"Is President Liu in?" Shen Lang called out from outside.

His loud shout startled the two inside. Liu Qiang instantly lost his mood, shouting angrily, "Damn it, why are you knocking so loudly? Come in later, I'm doing something important right now!"

Shen Lang had no intention of waiting for them to finish their business. He continued knocking, "President Liu, are you in?"

"Damn it, stop knocking!"

Liu Qiang was furious.

*Thud, thud, thud!*

The knocking not only didn't stop but became even stronger, like a jackhammer.

With his mood completely ruined, Liu Qiang shouted, "Damn it, stop knocking!"

Liu Qiang hurriedly put on his suit, and the secretary, looking flustered, also dressed up.

"Who the hell is so inconsiderate? I'll break their legs!" Liu Qiang's face was as dark as a pot, and he immediately walked over to open the office door.

Seeing the unfamiliar face of Shen Lang, Liu Qiang's expression darkened. "Kid, which department are you from?"

Shen Lang sized up Liu Qiang. The bald middle-aged man looked about thirty or forty years old, tall and fat, with a large green dragon tattoo on his left arm, a white tiger on his right arm, and a bull on his chest. Was this really the company's general manager?

Anyone who didn't know might think this bald man was a gangster.

The secretary inside, her face still flushed, was quite attractive and tall. Liu Qiang was somewhat lucky.

Seeing Shen Lang not speaking, Liu Qiang shouted irritably, "Are you deaf? I'm asking you a question!"

"President Liu, sorry to interrupt. I'm Shen Lang, the PR manager from Lingya International. I'm here to collect a debt." Shen Lang said calmly.

Liu Qiang's face changed, becoming more sinister. "You ruined my mood and still dare to collect a debt? Get lost now! Or I'll have someone chop you up!"

Lingya International must have gone mad to send a man here to collect a debt. Liu Qiang thought this was a challenge to his authority.

If Lingya International had sent a woman, Liu Qiang wouldn't have dared to act rashly, as bullying a woman would be laughable. But sending a man made it easy for him to beat up.

"President Liu, threatening to chop people, you really are brave," Shen Lang felt a bit annoyed.

Sure enough, that girl Liao Xiaoxiao had bad intentions. President Liu clearly intended to renege on the debt, and ordinary negotiations wouldn't work.

But since he was already here, Shen Lang didn't plan to leave empty-handed. Dealing with such people was his forte.

"Kid, you think I'm joking? There's no way you'll get any money, so get lost!" Liu Qiang's face was full of ferocity.

Shen Lang sneered, "You want me to leave? You're not qualified."

Seeing the arrogant attitude of the young man in front of him, Liu Qiang was furious. "Kid, how dare you talk to me like that, I..."

Before Liu Qiang could finish, Shen Lang impatiently interrupted, "President Liu, I don't want to waste words. Just pay the debt today."

Liu Qiang took a big step forward, looking at Shen Lang as if he were an idiot, sneering. "Kid, are you blind or got your head stuck in a door? Can't you see I'm someone from the underworld? You still want money?"

"I don't care where you're from. Are you not planning to pay the 5 million?" Shen Lang was getting more impatient.

Liu Qiang roared violently, "I'll pay your mother! You won't cry until you see the coffin, huh? Believe it or not, I'll..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

Shen Lang's foot struck like lightning, hitting Liu Qiang squarely in the groin.

"Ouch!!"

Liu Qiang, who had been sneering, instantly had a twisted face, screaming in agony.

The secretary by the sofa screamed in fear, hiding under a nearby desk.

"You're dead!"

Liu Qiang struggled to get up from the ground, furiously pulling out a knife from his waist and stabbing it toward Shen Lang.

Shen Lang didn't dodge, grabbing Liu Qiang's fat arm directly.

Immediately, Liu Qiang felt a huge resistance in his arm, freezing it in mid-air.

Despite using all his strength, Liu Qiang's hand holding the knife couldn't move forward an inch. Shen Lang gripped his arm tightly.

"Hiss!"

Liu Qiang sucked in a cold breath, thinking, how could this kid be so strong?

Shen Lang initially intended to cripple Liu Qiang's arm to teach him a lasting lesson. However, he reconsidered, realizing that since he came to collect a debt, it wouldn't be wise to cripple the debtor before retrieving the money.

With a casual toss, Liu Qiang's hefty body flew out.

"Thud!"

With a loud crash, Liu Qiang fell to the ground, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

His fat face finally showed deep fear as he gritted his teeth and said, "Who... who are you really?"

"Didn't I tell you already? I'm Shen Lang, the PR manager from Lingya International, here to collect a debt. Your company owes Lingya International 5 million. Are you planning to pay it back?" Shen Lang asked expressionlessly.

Liu Qiang's scalp tingled with fear. "I..."

Just as he was about to surrender, six or seven burly men in black vests, seemingly bodyguards, burst in from outside.

Liu Qiang cursed angrily, "Damn it, you useless bunch! Why did it take you so long to get here? I got beaten up because of you!"

"Brother Qiang, we're late!"

The group of bodyguards looked embarrassed. They had only come after hearing the commotion.

Liu Qiang raged, "What are you waiting for? Get rid of this troublemaker!"

The bodyguards, with fierce expressions, surrounded Shen Lang menacingly.

Shen Lang's lips curled up slightly. Even if there were more of these low-level thugs, they posed no threat to him.

With a few swift kicks, the burly men flew out.

Shen Lang then seized a stun baton from one of them, effortlessly swinging it. The baton seemed to have eyes, landing precisely on each of the burly men's foreheads.

In an instant, all the thugs were knocked out, lying sprawled on the ground, completely incapacitated.

Seeing Shen Lang easily take down all his bodyguards, Liu Qiang was finally terrified. He no longer dared to be arrogant and stealthily moved towards the door, planning to escape.

"President Liu, where are you going?" Shen Lang had already appeared in front of Liu Qiang, grabbing his collar with a mocking smile.

Liu Qiang broke out in a cold sweat, finally yielding. He trembled and said, "Brother, spare... spare my life. I'll definitely repay Lingya International's 5 million! Just let me go!"

Shen Lang raised an eyebrow. Since he was here to collect the debt and Liu Qiang was willing to pay, the matter was resolved without him needing to take further action.