"Chairman! Why did you kill him? You can obviously sanction him! And you can also get rewards. If you kill someone now, you will have to deduct 1,000 merit points!"

The results are the same, but the forms are different.

"Don't you want to deduct it, send Mengpo soup quickly, don't talk about this anymore."

"As Secretary-General, I have the responsibility to ask you. Your behavior today is really too impulsive. Please don't do such a thing again next time!"

"hair!"

The next second, a mysterious golden light flashed across Jiang Chao's mobile phone screen, containing several complex runes.

A light flashed, and a gourd appeared in Jiang Chao's hand, which was carved with the avatar of an old lady holding a bowl, and a string of words.

"Support the genuine version, nothing wrong."

Jiang Chao sent Zhang Shunyao a position and another message.

"Come and collect the rat's corpse."

When Zhang Shunyao saw this, he was so scared that he jumped up. Without a single nonsense, he quickly arranged it.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Shunyao walked into Building A-8 with a paper coffin.

He found that many people were unconscious here, and Jiang Chao stood in the center of the living room covered in blood.

Zhang Shunyao could see that Xiao Hong died at the hands of Jiang Chao.

He didn't dare to say a word of nonsense. Zhang Shunyao first put the body into the coffin, then started cleaning the scene, and it was done soon.

"Chairman, I'll leave first, I'll be sad."

Jiang Chao looked at Zhang Jianye and found that the old guy was so scared that he was almost crazy.

"Uncle, I'm so embarrassed. What happened today is a misfortune in the family. My Mengpo soup has been used up. I hope you can help me keep this secret. Don't have any psychological burden. I'm not a bad person, and they won't remember this. As for your friend, I won't save him. You don't have to give me 200,000, so say goodbye."

Jiang Chao left, Zhang Jianye didn't say a word, but he still couldn't wake up from the shock. He didn't know what kind of person he had been in contact with these two days.

His ability is as powerful as a god, and his actions are as fierce as a ghost.

Qinglong Mountain, Crescent Peak, in front of the hut.

Jiang Chao tied the three clear fingers with one hand, then changed into a Vajra finger and pressed it against his throat.

"Disciple Jiang Chao asked for a meeting."

The door of the hut suddenly opened and Jiang Chao walked in.

When you enter the door, you will find an Eight Immortals table, four benches, a quaint oil lamp in the center of the table, and a set of tea sets. On the left is a sleeping room, and on the right is a kitchen. The whole room is so simple that it cannot be simple.

Jiang Chao's eyes turned black, and an old man wearing a navy blue Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Chao, and grabbed Jiang Chao's collar and lifted him up.

"You dare to come back?" the old man asked.

This is Jiang Chao’s master, Sanyuan Zhenren.

Jiang Chao said lightly: "Master, I've killed someone."

Sanyuan Zhenren threw Jiang Chao on the ground. When Jiang Chao looked up, he found Sanyuan Zhenren sitting on the bench drinking tea.

"Well killed."

"Why did Master say this?"

Xiao Hong was the first group to follow Jiang Chao to conquer the world.

Many times, Jiang Chao is almost cold-blooded when dealing with some things, and he can remain indifferent even if others die in front of him.

But Xiao Hong is his former brother.

"Killing is not the key. The key is what kind of person is killed. Punishing evil means promoting good. If even a person who is full of evil cannot be killed, what is the significance of my master's establishment of a company? Moreover, our company has the privilege of approval from the underworld, and sanctioning bad people is just a trivial matter. If you take too few orders in your life, you will get used to it later."

Jiang Chao shook his head and said, "I did not follow the process to punish sanctions, but directly killed him."

With a light "bang", the small tea bowl in Sanyuan Zhenren's hand suddenly broke.

"Who gives you the privilege?"

"I myself."

Sanyuan Zhenren changed a cup and asked, "Tell me clearly the whole story."

So Jiang Chao told the matter out.

"Xiao Chao, you are too concerned about feelings. If you cannot change anything, this will become a stumbling block for you in the future. If you want to improve your cultivation to the Mahayana, it is useless to rely solely on the underworld. If you care too much, you will definitely become troubles."

Jiang Chao thought about it for a long time, and Sanyuan Zhenren was slowly tasting tea.

"If one day, Master becomes such a person, should I also kill Master?"

Sanyuan Real People's moves of drinking tea paused.

"It should be killed, but it should be handled by procedures."

"If one day I become such a person, will the master kill me too?"

"If you can kill, you must also go through reasonable and legal procedures."

"Goodbye."

Jiang Chao turned around and left.

"Slow down."

When Jiang Chao turned around, a black shirt flew towards him.

"I haven't changed my clothes for three years, take them."

"Thank you, Master."

Jiang Chao turned around and was about to leave again.

"Slow down."

Look back again.

Sanyuan real person stood up with a slap in the table.

"Give me back the golden dragon fish!"

Jiang Chao ran away and ran to the bottom of the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain.

Sanyuan Zhenren put his hands on his hips and panted, "Mom, who did you learn the magical skills of this dead child from?"

It's already dark.

Jiang Chao walked, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message in the company's WeChat group.

"The third meeting of the Standing Members is located in the company at the end of the Xu hour."

Company, room to the north.

This is Jiang Chao's room. Except for a simple bed, the other area is used to place a long conference table, with a total of eleven seats.

The room was pitch black, and it was supported by an oil lamp.

The chair in the lead was Jiang Chao's special seat, and the conference table was almost full at this time.

I won’t introduce the familiar few people.

In addition, Ma Laizi, the head of the Ministry of Culture, sells calligraphy and paintings, but he is actually a child.

Niu Erlen, deputy director of the Ministry of Culture, sells porcelain.

The head of the medical department, Qingran, is the old ghost, who sells medicines.

Zhu Peng, head of the catering department, is a pig slaughter.

Wang Tianxiang, director of the production department, is a carpenter.

The head of the People's Armed Forces Department, a big black dog named Pluto, also sat majestic on a chair and stuck out his tongue.

Secretary-General Xiao Zunfeng, who was placed in front of this seat, was a bronze mirror, and a pale face could be vaguely seen on it.

There is another seat that is open.

Jiang Chao said, "Okay, all the members are here, the meeting begins."

Niu Erleng, who sold porcelain, lay on the table and said lazily: "Chairman, the mouse hasn't come yet."

"He is dead."

Niu Erleng was stunned and sat upright.

"Diet in the tomb? Is it impossible?"

Some of the other members were also surprised, while others were expressionless and calm, feeling that they were just an ordinary mouse.

Qingran from the medical department is an old man in his fifties. He snorted coldly: "The mouse has tried to secretly learn from my thirteen needles in the Ghost Sect, and I have long seen that he is not a good person."

Jiang Chao was about to speak, Niu Erlen raised his hand and said, "Chairman, can I apply to turn on the light? The atmosphere is a bit scary, I'm afraid."

Luo Jiawei cleared his throat.

"The power has been out of power due to the company's power bills..."
Chapter completed!