The board mbers present were montarily unsure whether they should leave. Upon hearing Lu Beichen’s arrogant words, he inexplicably felt like laughing.
Just as he was about to walk over, Li Yi stopped him, "Boss, there’s no need for you to handle this personally! I can take care of it!"
Li Yi rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Ning Zeyan. The Ning Family board mbers couldn’t help but frown. It was already bad enough for Lu Beichen to openly pick a fight at the Ning Family, but now even his secretary was showing no respect for Ning Zeyan.
Li Yi reached out and grabbed Ning Zeyan’s collar, about to lift him like a chick. But Ning Zeyan suddenly clutched his arm and twisted fiercely!
Li Yi hadn’t expected him to resist; he was nearly twisted off balance and took a sharp step back, inadvertently dragging Ning Zeyan forward and pinning Li Yi onto the office desk.
Everyone present was utterly shocked to see Ning Zeyan standing there, holding Li Yi halfway down on the desk, unable to move!
Ning Zeyan’s leg, unscathed?!
The board mbers exchanged bewildered glances. Those who had previously made judgnts based on his leg and sided wrongly were especially panic-stricken.
"Your leg’s actually fine?" Li Yi exclaid, trying to counter, but Ning Zeyan dodged effortlessly.
"When did I ever say there was sothing wrong with my leg?" Ning Zeyan stood in place, brushing off his hands, glancing at the wheelchair that had been with him for years, "I just don’t feel like walking!"
He cast a sidelong glance at the board mbers present, "You should all leave now!"
It was then that they reacted, almost fleeing in a near panic!
Ning Zeyan smiled, "Those old fossils have been eager for Ning Zesheng to return and replace . I’ve always wanted to tell them not to focus on my leg, and today you’ve helped them out."
Li Yi chuckled coldly, about to make a move when Lu Beichen stopped him. However, in the next mont, Ning Zeyan was kicked back far by him.
"So you’re arrogant because your leg’s fine?" Lu Beichen looked down at him from above.
Ning Zeyan clutched his abdon, trying to stand, but Lu Beichen kicked again. Ning Zeyan quickly dodged, only to be dragged back by Lu Beichen. After several rounds of struggle, Ning Zeyan couldn’t withstand it at all.
He had previously heard from Tong Ji Yuan about Lu Beichen’s exceptional skills and had practiced hard, yet he couldn’t block even one move!
Leaned against the office desk, ready to strike, a gun was already aid at his forehead.
Lu Beichen smoothly pulled the trigger, his actions seamless, while Ning Zeyan stood dazed, not daring to move at all.
"Do you think a shot to your head will end up like your leg, with no issue?" Lu Beichen asked expressionlessly.
Ning Zeyan instinctively swallowed!
"Little Uncle, you can’t do this!" Gu Xiyao was stunned by their sudden fight and only regained her composure after a mont. Seeing the gun against Ning Zeyan’s head, she hesitated twice before rushing over to stand in front of him.
"Little Uncle, you took his leg in front of back then, and now you want his life? It was for Ji Niandong back then, and now what’s the reason?" Gu Xiyao stared at him intently, inwardly terrified, worried the gun might accidentally fire.
"Sorry, Xi Yao, it’s for Ji Niandong again this ti!" Ning Zeyan said with a smile from behind her, "I’m happy you’re standing in front of !"
"Shut up!" Gu Xiyao snapped, her eyes still on Lu Beichen’s movents, her body slightly leaning back, reaching for sothing on the table.
Only then did she take a closer look, turning back to ask, "What have you done exactly?"
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