anwhile, several black Audis pulled up outside the hotel. A dark-skinned, serious-looking middle-aged man led a few others over to Zhang Ming.
"Biao, you’re finally here!" Zhang Ming’s face lit up with surprise as he hurried to greet him.
"So, who are we roughing up?" Liu Biao asked, taking a deep drag from his cigarette before flicking it onto the ground.
Making two million just to rough soone up was an incredible deal. He’d gladly do jobs like this every day.
"That kid is just so small-fry fruit seller. You have to give him a good beating for later!" Zhang Ming snarled through gritted teeth.
"One hand and one leg. Don’t even think about anything more," Liu Biao said calmly. He was just doing business, after all. There was no need to escalate things and get tangled up in a lawsuit.
"Of course, that’s fine!" Zhang Ming licked his lips excitedly. "Biao, as long as you cripple this bastard for , I’ll transfer the two million right away!"
"Biao, he’s coming out! That’s the guy over there!" Zhang Ming shouted, pointing toward the hotel.
At that mont, Chen Zheng was walking out of the hotel toward the parking lot. Hearing Zhang Ming’s shout, he naturally saw Liu Biao and his n, and his brow furrowed slightly.
"Hahaha..." Zhang Ming bellowed, his face contorted with malice. "Chen, you’re not getting away today! You actually dared to hit ? Did you think you could just walk away?"
"You mongrel! You’re just a piece of trash who sells fruit, and you have the nerve to act tough in front of ? How about I spend two million to have your arms and legs broken?"
"From now on, you’ll kneel whenever you see ..."
"Is that so?" Chen Zheng looked at him with a aningful gaze. "Then I’d like to know who you’re hiring."
"Of course, I found..." Zhang Ming began, slowly turning his head, only to freeze in sheer terror.
Liu Biao and every single one of his n were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to Chen Zheng with faces full of dread.
"Mr. Chen, I’m so sorry! I never dread it would be you!"
"If I had known you were the one we were supposed to handle, I wouldn’t have co even for a billion!"
Zhang Ming stared, utterly baffled. Seeing Liu Biao and his n acting as if they had just seen the emperor, he was completely dumbfounded and couldn’t process the situation for a long ti.
What on earth was happening? Liu Biao was a powerful figure in Jiangnan. How could he be afraid of so piece-of-trash fruit seller from Yunshan? Impossible!
Liu Biao was cursing internally. How could he run into Chen Zheng on a simple job like this? It was as if he couldn’t escape the man. Who *was* this person? A single stomp from him could shake all of Jiangnan, a single word could wipe Liu Biao out. How could he *not* kneel on the spot?
A cold smile appeared on Chen Zheng’s lips. "Liu Biao, I seem to recall telling you that if there were any future problems with public safety, you would pay the price."
"You don’t seem to have taken my words seriously at all, have you?"
Liu Biao trembled, his complexion deathly pale. "Mr. Chen, this is all just a misunderstanding!"
"It was all Zhang Ming’s doing! He offered two million to have your arms and legs broken!"
Zhang Ming’s eyes bulged, and he stood speechless for a long mont.
"Alright then..." Chen Zheng said calmly. "I’ll also offer two million. The sa terms as Director Zhang. It’s up to you whether you take the job."
Hearing this, Liu Biao shot to his feet and grabbed Zhang Ming.
"Biao! Please, don’t be rash!" Zhang Ming’s face turned pale with fear as he began to beg. "My company just went public! I have shares worth hundreds of millions. If you need money, I can give you plenty—as much as you want!"
He knew Liu Biao’s thods all too well. If the man got physical, he’d lose his arms and legs for sure.
"Money?" Liu Biao slapped him hard across the face. "You still think you can buy off with money?"
"What’s more important, money or my life? Do you think I’m an idiot?"
As he spoke, he seized Zhang Ming’s arm, preparing to snap it on the spot.
"Stop!"
Just then, a woman in a white gown hurried over.
"Chen Zheng, that’s enough!" Wei Zixuan stared at him furiously. "It was just a small misunderstanding, and you’re already hiring thugs to bully Director Zhang?"
"I’m giving you two minutes to let Director Zhang go. Otherwise, I’ll never forgive you, and there will be nothing left to discuss between us!"
Liu Biao froze for a mont, then turned his head to look at Chen Zheng.
Chen Zheng’s brow furrowed. With a helpless wave of his hand, he signaled for Liu Biao to release Zhang Ming, which he did imdiately.
"Hmph, Chen," Zhang Ming scoffed, suddenly arrogant in front of Wei Zixuan. "Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you know a few thugs. You really think I’m afraid of you?"
Then, he turned to Wei Zixuan. "Miss Zi Xuan... your husband is... sothing else. I..."
"Director Zhang, have you forgotten sothing?" Chen Zheng interrupted, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
This Zhang Ming just keeps pushing it. He’s really courting death.
"Chen Zheng, stop trying to scare people with your cheap tricks! Director Zhang is absolutely right. A person should be upright and honorable. Those despicable thods you use are simply disgraceful!" Wei Zixuan said coldly.
Stared down by Chen Zheng, Zhang Ming shuddered violently and said no more. After exchanging a few words with Wei Zixuan, he quickly left.
"Honestly, Chen Zheng... you’ve really disappointed ," Wei Zixuan sighed deeply, turning to walk towards her BMW.
"Uh... Mr. Chen, what should we do next?" Liu Biao asked.
"Get the hell out of here!" Chen Zheng’s face was extrely grim.
Without a mont’s hesitation, Liu Biao and his n fled.
For a mont, the place was completely empty. Just then, a Jeep drove over.
"God of War, the sniper got away!" Zhao Feng said in a low voice as he got out of the car, his expression filled with guilt.
"However, while we were investigating, we discovered sothing else important!"
"What is it?"
Zhao Feng spoke quietly, "Those three n, and the maids who were in the room earlier, are all subordinates of Xu Ronghua, the chairman of the Ronghua Group!"
"This Xu Ronghua also has another na: Ma Wenyuan!"
Hearing that na, Chen Zheng’s expression instantly darkened to a frightening degree, and he clenched his fists.
"So Xu Ronghua *is* Ma Wenyuan? They’re the sa person?"
"That’s right. Back then, after Ma Wenyuan did what he did, he moved his entire company to Jiangnan and received a massive injection of funds at the sa ti."
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