I Was Stuck on the Same Day For a Thousand Years chapter-279

Chapter 279: There will be a big fuss!

Wu Chen, who had already raised his knee, paused for a moment after hearing the white-haired young man’s voice, and then naturally put his foot down.

The expression of the white-haired young man really looked like he had seen a ghost.

The alley was too dark, and the white-haired young man only saw Wu Chen’s face clearly when he got closer. Although he had never seen Wu Chen before, he had seen Wu Chen’s photos, so he recognized him immediately.

Horrified!

Very frightened!

The white-haired young man raised his hand high, still holding the stick tightly in his hand, but his whole body seemed to be frozen. He looked at Wu Chen with wide eyes. Not only did his hair white, but his face was also pale now.

His name was He Ming, nicknamed “Baitou”. He was twenty years old and is the head watcher of the Wild Cat Bar.

As for Anlong Street, which was known as Bar Street, the person in charge of this “affair” was named Yu Hailiang. He is called “Daliang” on the street, and some are also called “Brother Liang”.

He Ming’s immediate eldest brother was Yu Hailiang.

Yu Hailiang’s eldest brother was… the confidant of Zhao Guaizi, one of the “Four Giants” on Donghai!

Above Zhao Guaizi was the famous “Donghai Mr. Li” Li Ruotai!

In other words, Wu Chen was tHe Ming’s eldest brother’s eldest brother’s eldest brother’s brother-in-law!

In today’s Donghai, there were many rumors about Wu Chen.

Talking about Wu Chen’s background, how he was with Li Ruobing, and even rumors that Mr. Li was a little afraid of him. Especially among those at the bottom, the rumors could be said to be getting more and more evil.

Big bosses such as Zhao Guaizi and Wang Zhuangyuan all warned them that if they offended Wu Chen, it would be more serious than offending Mr. Li himself.

He Ming had seen Wu Chen’s photo because the instructions above were conveyed again and again. Everyone in charge, no matter how big or small, had seen Wu Chen’s photo.

He Ming now had Wu Chen’s photo on his phone, which was sent to him by his eldest brother Yu Hailiang.

“Do you know me?” Wu Chen habitually put one hand in his pocket and looked at He Ming and asked in a very calm tone.

Bang!

He Ming raised his hand, but he couldn’t even hold the stick. The stick fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, which was particularly harsh in the already quiet alley.

Plop!

He Ming’s knees softened again and he knelt down directly in front of Wu Chen.

No one could understand his fear at this moment. He was a low-level leader who even Zhao Guaizi rarely saw and did not speak to. In front of the “famous” Mr. Wu, he not only could not muster any resistance, but even his mind was already thinking about… how he would die.

This was the only thought that fills my mind.

He was already trembling with fear.

Today’s matter was too big. Although they couldn’t defeat Wu Chen, they besieged Wu Chen. This matter… He Ming felt that it was too big to end!

“Wu, Mr. Wu, I… I don’t know… I…” He Ming spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling.

The more people were on the street, the more they understood the consequences of offending a big shot, and they wouldn’t even take chances.

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

The four or five thugs around who had not fallen down before knelt down one after another. Wu Chen didn’t even look at them, and he didn’t have time to pay attention to them.

They were a little afraid to go up before, but He Ming took the lead and went up again. They were going to launch the final wave of siege against Wu Chen with He Ming. When He Ming shouted “Mr. Wu”, they stopped together.

Their expressions suddenly changed. They had all heard of “Mr. Wu” and were lucky enough to think that they had admitted their mistake.

It was not until He Ming knelt down that they understood that they had not admitted their mistake!

So they all knelt down, for fear of looking arrogant when standing.

“Mr. Wu, please spare me, spare me. I was wrong… spare me…” Because of excessive nervousness and fear, He Ming spoke very quickly but also somewhat incoherently.

While he was speaking, he suddenly reached out and took out something.

Bang!

Because his hands were shaking, something fell to the ground. It was a folded butterfly knife.

He picked up the butterfly knife again. This was a move that could easily be misunderstood by Wu Chen. He actually dared to take it out… But now he was a little stubborn, his mind was buzzing, and he could no longer do complex thinking.

He threw the folding knife away.

He Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, pressed his left hand on the ground. He held the butterfly knife in his right hand and stabbed it downwards with one stroke!

Phew!

He cut off his little finger!

But he didn’t scream. The flesh and skin on his face trembled, as if it didn’t hurt much.

The excessive secretion of adrenaline allowed him to temporarily ignore most of the pain.

“Mr. Wu, I was wrong, Mr. Wu!” He told Wu Chen tremblingly, looking up at Wu Chen with pleading eyes.

Wu Chen didn’t let him cut his fingers, and he didn’t mention any rules.

He took the initiative, but he didn’t just think of it for no reason. There was a precedent!

Zhao Guaizi’s confidant Liu Huzi once offended Wu Chen, and ultimately cut off his finger to make amends. This matter had long been spread among the people.

He Ming was also a member of Zhao Guaizi’s group, but at a lower level. He didn’t know if he could do this. He couldn’t think of any way, and he was scared to death, so he made the extreme choice!

Wu Chen looked at He Ming silently and thought for a moment.

He lowered his head to him and said, “Face the wall.”

He Ming immediately understood what Wu Chen meant, and couldn’t help but feel relieved. He even felt overjoyed, but he didn’t show it.

Wu Chen didn’t embarrass him.

“Okay, okay,” He Ming agreed, rolled and went to the wall, knelt down, facing the wall, holding his head with both hands!

Wu Chen turned around and glanced at the other kneeling people. These young people immediately followed the example.

They knelt down, faced inward, and held their head in their hands.

This was a very symbolic gesture, representing unguarded surrender.

“Let’s go, let’s go.” A small voice sounded from more than ten meters away.

It was the two men, two women and four rich second generations. They were all confused just now.

Who is Mr. Wu? Kneel down? Cut off your fingers?

Then the punk-headed young man who took the lead seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly said in a very low voice, telling people to run!

The four of them just turned around and wanted to leave without making a sound.

“Let you go?” Wu Chen turned his head and glanced at them.

The four of them froze, then slowly turned around and looked at Wu Chen.

The two girls and the other young man were very uneasy, and the punk leader was a little scared, because he remembered who “Mr. Wu” was after his father mentioned it to him.

“You want to run away after causing trouble?” Wu Chen asked them again in a very calm tone.

The other three people didn’t know what to say and looked at the punk head with uneasy expressions.

The corner of the punk’s mouth trembled, and then a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he said, “Mr. Wu, we didn’t do anything…”

He really didn’t know what to say, but after saying this, he immediately had an idea.

“Mr. Wu, I, we were passing by to watch the fun. We don’t know them…” the punk young man said.

Wu Chen looked at him without saying a word.

The punk’s Adam’s apple moved. He couldn’t resist Wu Chen’s eyes and aura…

In fact, Wu Chen didn’t have any special aura, but because he knew who Wu Chen was, he felt that Wu Chen had it!

He looked at looked at Wu Chen, then avoided Wu Chen’s eyes.

His eyes wandered, looking at He Ming and others kneeling by the wall, and then at the person lying on the ground.

With his toes tapping, the punk moved, then quickened his pace. He walked to the wall, knelt down, faced the wall, and held his head in his hands.

The other three second-generation rich people reacted and followed suit, then went to the wall and knelt down with their heads in their hands.

The alley was silent.

Even the people who had been broken by Wu Chen laid on the ground and endured the pain without saying a word, pretending to be dead. They saw and noticed the situation, so they thought it was better to lie down.

“Make a call.” Wu Chen suddenly said.

After leaving the words behind, he turned around and walked toward the entrance of the alley.

Let them call because this was not over.

And it would make a big fuss!

The key to the big fuss was that the couple they were chasing before, the short-haired young man and the girl in the black skirt, their identities… were very, very unusual!

If they were really beaten and were seriously injured, it would be difficult for Li Ruotai to deal with it.

This was also the reason why Wu Chen was so “nosy”!