his before. These kids today were reckless and fearless, barging in as if they had a death wish.Chen Jianlin's face turned ashen. He slapped the table with his hand and stood up from his seat, saying... his neck could have been sliced open. He clutched his right hand, the tendons severed, with his left. His face was pale, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his eyes wide with disbelief and terror...