Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 811: Chapter 811: If Something Happens to You, She’ll Be Sad

No one else discovered what they had done, and they immediately felt relieved.

Tang Yuchen held a stack of cash in his hand, amounting to tens of thousands. The eyes of the other men showed a greedy glint—not because they wanted the money but because another fat sheep had walked into their trap.

"You too, get in the car!" the leader of the three men commanded sharply.

Tang Yuchen smirked coldly, "A bunch of fools courting death!"

He gave them a chance, but they didn’t take it. They insisted on bringing about their own ruin, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Calmly putting the money away, he asked An Ji in a composed manner, "Can you handle this on your own? Need any help?"

An Ji stood straight with his back to him and smiled, "No need, I’m not drunk to the point of being useless."

The three men were shocked by their conversation when An Ji suddenly struck out, grabbing the wrist of the man holding a knife and twisting it forcefully. The sound of bones cracking echoed, and the man screamed in agony.

The other two were momentarily stunned, and before they could retaliate, An Ji felled them with a punch each, swiftly taking them down.

A few security guards from Ming Dian rushed over upon hearing the noise. Tang Yuchen instructed them, "Take them to the police station, charged with robbery and attempted murder."

security guards, who all knew him, nodded quickly and went forward

exertion, leaned against the car door, lowering his gaze

cigarette and offered it to him,

off lightly, "My sister doesn’t like

the cigarette pack, tossing it aside

drive you back. You’re in no state to drive." he said to

head to look at him, "Did

the

devoid of light,

be sad."

An Ji’s turn to be stunned, his eyes turning pitch black, leaving no

guess you don’t want me to take you home; I’ll find someone

into the car,

him, then had his

he added, "Your sister doesn’t like you

Ji’s body went rigid, and he clenched his fists, wanting so badly to step out and give Tang Yuchen a good beating. What right did he have