Cheng Zong shook his body, as if he was standing naked in the snow and ice. The inexplicable chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet and swept across his body instantly, causing him to have a cold war with excitement, as if even his soul was about to be frozen.

Too scary!

It was not until this time that Cheng Zong realized that this man with an ordinary appearance was actually a hidden master.

As for how high it is, Yi Chengzong's eyesight and insight cannot tell at all, but at least he can easily kill him.

“I…I…I…I…I…”

Cheng Zheng fought with his upper teeth and lower teeth, his face turned pale and bloodless, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Make a decision quickly. My time is precious and I don't want to waste it on a little person like you."

The man in casual clothes changed his seating position, put his arms on the armrest of the sofa, raised his chin slightly, and looked down at Cheng Zong from a high place, like an eagle soaring in the sky looking down at the ant: "Which road do you choose?"

Mr. Cheng tried hard to keep himself calm, lowered his head, and quickly considered countermeasures.

However, facing the real murderous intent of a casual man, his proud ability to respond to the situation was useless, and his mind seemed to have become a mess, with many twists and distracting thoughts.

The man in casual clothes waited for about seven or eight seconds. Seeing that Cheng Cheng was silent, he was a little impatient. He raised his eyebrows and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Time is up, since you can't make up your mind, then let me

Come and help you.”

After saying that, he stood up slowly and walked to Cheng Zheng to stand still.

Compared with Cheng Zong's tall body, this man in casual clothes looks quite thin. However, no matter how thin the lion is, it is a lion, and no matter how strong the sheep is, it is just a sheep.

"What are you...what are you going to do?"

Mr. Cheng took a step back and subconsciously protected his hands in front of him, just like a young girl who was violated.

"What am I going to do?"

The man in casual clothes smiled heavily and raised his right hand. His palms were slender and powerful, and his nails were neatly cut, but the palms were covered with blood-red patterns, which looked extremely weird: "Of course I'm doing what I should do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in casual clothes poked out like lightning. Before Cheng Zheng reacted, he grabbed his neck and raised it high above his head.

"Well……"

Mr. Cheng was caught off guard and made a strange sound in his throat. He waved his arms desperately, kicking his legs randomly, trying to break free from the control of the man in casual clothes.

But his strength is far worse than that of men in casual clothes.

The casual wear man had a faint smile on his lips, turned his head slightly, and gradually closed his five fingers, admiring the painful expression on Cheng Zong's face, as if watching a wonderful drama.

Seeing this scene, the others in the room couldn't help but tremble, and their fear of casual men was deeper.

"Let me... let me..."

Cheng Zong's face turned red and his mouth widened, like a dying fish, breathing the air hard: "I...I am willing to... cooperate..."

“It’s a pity, it’s too late.”

The man in casual clothes had a steady voice, and he didn't even change his speech speed: "I gave you a chance, who made you not cherish it? Go to hell and regret it."

"Click!"

A crisp sound.

Cheng Zong's neck was twisted off completely, his head was soft and outward, his tongue stretched out from his mouth, his eyes wide open, his pupils were covered with bloodshot, and he was truly dying with his eyes closed.

As Cheng Zong was killed by the casual wear man, the temperature in the room dropped to freezing point.

A disagreement, a joke, and a murderer, the behavior of this casual man can no longer be described as ruthless, but rather lawless and crazy.

The man in casual clothes threw away Cheng Zong's body, took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped his hands, turned his eyes and looked at Bao Xingyang, who was full of fear: "He left it to you, is it okay?"

"No problem, no problem."

Bao Xingyang nodded in a hurry, fearing that he would slow down and end up with the same fate as Cheng Zong.

"Don't worry, you are different from this waste, and it's useful to me."

The man in casual clothes returned to the sofa and sat down, yawned lazily, and waved his hand and said, "You guys keep going, don't worry about me."

Although he said so, the atmosphere in the room was still extremely heavy, and everyone was feeling uncomfortable.

After all, just now, a living person was killed in front of them. After this happens, who can stand calm except those bloody desperate people?

"Sir, Cheng Jun is dead. Without his cooperation, how can we continue our plan?" the fat man swallowed and asked with courage.

"Is it possible that he is the only executive in such a large Yuxing Group?"

The casual wear man raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "How to implement the plan is your business. I only look at the result and don't ask about the process. If I can't satisfy me in the end, all of you will die!"

"Yes, yes, I understand, I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

The conversation in just a few seconds made the fat man sweat profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water, which shows how strong his fear was.

Half an hour later.

The group who ended the discussion left one after another. Bao Xingyang carried Cheng Jun's body on his back, pretended to be drunk, and walked out with the company of an obese man.

Just as they were about to step out of the door, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from behind: "What's wrong with Mr. Cheng?"

Hearing this voice, Bao Xingyang couldn't help but start trembling. He resisted the urge to escape and shook the fat man with a fierce look.

The fat man's corners of his eyes twitched a few times, trying his best to keep himself calm, and turned around to look at the person who was talking.

It was a young girl who was fascinated by any man. She looked beautiful and had a hot figure. She wore a leather jacket on the upper body and a pair of black leggings on the lower body, which outlined the curve of the convex front and back. She was using it now

A puzzled look stared at them.

The fat man knew the other person, but because of this, he felt extremely nervous.

"Miss Fang, Mr. Cheng is drunk, we are going to take him home."

The fat man was a very scheming figure after all. He came up with a solution in a flash and patted the back of the corpse, with a simple and honest look on his face.

"Yeah?"

Fang Yewu narrowed her beautiful eyes, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

The intuition told her that Cheng Jun looked a little wrong, but for a while, I couldn't figure out what the problem was.

The fat man nodded with a smile: "Yes, after all, we and Mr. Cheng used to be colleagues. We finally got together, so he drank a few more drinks and got drunk accidentally."

"Fatty, I'm still carrying him on my back. Just chat with Miss Fang slowly, let's go first!"

Bao Xingyang pretended to be panting at the right time, turned his head and greeted Fang Yewu politely, and then continued to walk out.

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