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Jiang Chen stood to the side, observing coldly. He was only here today to assist Jon in exerting forceful intimidation; when the time came for him to act, he would naturally do so.
"Wait and see what I can do," Jon said with a faint smile, then turned to Bowen. "Are you really not going to apologize?"
"You wish! What is he to me that I should apologize?" Bowen scoffed.
Jon glanced at Jiang Chen and switched to Huaxia Language. "Master, although he is my junior, offending you is a crime deserving of death. I have given him a chance, but since he does not cherish it, I ask you to deal with him."
"Then kill him," Jiang Chen said nonchalantly.
As soon as Jiang Chen's words fell, he waved his hand casually. Before Bowen could react, an invisible force struck him, sending him flying across the room and crashing into the wall. He fell to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, his organs shattered—dead beyond recovery.
"Bowen!" Meng Li shouted, rushing over to check.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events; who dared to attack the Delson Family?
"You killed my grandson! Someone, quickly kill this brat!" Meng Li shouted in fury upon seeing his grandson dead.
A group of bodyguards rushed forward, surrounding Jiang Chen. They drew their guns and aimed them at him.
"I advise you to put away your guns; otherwise, you'll die a miserable death," Jon warned.
"Fire! Kill them!" Meng Li was now beyond furious, having lost his grandson right before his eyes. How could he endure this?
Gunfire erupted as bullets whizzed through the air.
Just when everyone thought Jiang Chen and Jon would be turned into Swiss cheese, the bullets suddenly stopped mid-air, unable to advance an inch.
The bodyguards were horrified and continued firing, but strangely enough, it seemed there was an invisible barrier that intercepted all the bullets in mid-air.
Jiang Chen reached out his hand, and the bullets seemed to be attracted like iron filings to a magnet, all falling into his grasp.
He examined the bullets but chose not to kill the bodyguards; instead, he casually tossed them aside.
"Jon, there's no need for more words. Tell those who agree with you becoming Clan Leader to step forward; those who disagree will die," Jiang Chen said calmly.
Sometimes, force is the most straightforward way to resolve issues. Since Jiang Chen had this capability, he naturally opted for the most efficient method.
Talking things out would likely fall on deaf ears; only a more direct approach would suffice.
Jon nodded and spoke proudly. "I won't waste any more breath either. Those who agree with me becoming Clan Leader step forward; those who don't will meet the same fate as Bowen."
At this point, no one dared to underestimate Jon and Jiang Chen any longer. Jon had clearly come prepared and brought along a Hua Xia Expert.
This Hua Xia Expert had already killed Bowen; no one doubted the truth of Jon's words.
"Hehe, I didn't expect the position of Clan Leader to be so enticing that it could draw back someone who has been away from the family for seventy years. It's a pity, though; you are no longer qualified to compete for the title of Clan Leader." Suddenly, an aged voice, somewhat frail, echoed through the air.
An elderly man, seated in a wheelchair and pushed by the butler of the Delson Family, appeared. The old man looked frail and worn, likely in his nineties, similar in age to Jon. He was none other than Qiu Jisi Delxun, the current Clan Leader of the Delson Family.
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