Hanyang Province, Office of the Chairman of Meihua Group.

It was already past nine o'clock in the night, Li Sufang and Wen Qing were still busy with the production of the new project, and only the two of them were left in the huge office.

A middle-aged man in his thirties came out of the elevator and walked slowly towards Li Sufang's office, without making a sound at his feet.

Li Sufang, who was drawing something on the paper with a pen, suddenly raised her head, looked out the door, and said coldly, "Who?"

The door of the locked room was suddenly unscrewed, and the man walked in, lowered his head slightly, unable to see the specific appearance.

"Chairman Li, I'll send you to the West!"

Li Sufang and Wen Qing were shocked, but their faces remained unchanged: "Who are you? I can satisfy you if you want money to report the number. There is no need to take risks!"

The man smiled coldly and kept walking, continuing to walk towards Li Sufang: "I don't need money, I just want your life!"

Suddenly, a figure floated in silently from outside the door, blocking in front of the man.

Li Sufang and Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the visitor.

The man looked at the Taoist priest who was floating three feet above the ground, showing a frightened expression: "Master of Martial Arts!"

"Yes, you can go to death!"

Chen Songzi's face flashed with murderous intent, and she came directly to the man, and grabbed his neck with one hand.

"Grandmaster, grandmaster forgive me!" The man had difficulty breathing, begging for mercy with fear on his face.

Chen Songzi's voice was cold: "Tell me who sent you here, and I will spare your life!"

"I, I don't know, that person only told me that after everything is done, give me a superb elixir that will allow me to step into the realm of transformation!"

"Then what's the use of leaving you?"

Click, Chen Songzi gave a strong grip, and the man was killed on the spot.

Chen Songzi turned around and bowed to Li Sufang and said, "The chairman is frightened!"

Li Sufang stood up and hurriedly responded to Chen Songzi: "Don't do this, the chief of the Taoist priest, Sufang will not be rewarded for his life-saving grace!"

"By the way, why did the Daoist appear in time? What about Xiao Mo?"

Chen Songzi stood aside and said, "Young Master has gone out because of something. He is afraid that you are in danger, so I will protect him secretly."

Li Sufang nodded, bowed and said, "There is a long way to go!"

"The chairman must not be polite, this is my duty!" Chen Songzi bowed.

"The two rest early, I'll go and deal with it first!" Chen Songzi finished speaking, and left the corpse on the ground.

Wen Qing had lingering fears, looked at Li Sufang and asked: "Chairman, who do you think the person sent just now?"

Li Sufang sneered and said, "Does this still need to be asked? Who else can there be besides Wanjia!"

"It seems Wanjia has jumped the wall in a hurry!" A worrisome flashed across Wen Qing's face.

"Yes, it's fortunate that Xiao Mo was prepared for a long time, otherwise they really want to succeed!" Li Sufang had a bit of hatred, and his face was firm: "But if Wan Changru thinks that these conspiracy methods can stop me, that would be too underestimated. I am determined to defeat Wanjia!"

"Xiao Qing, you also want to gather a few warriors, so you can't bother Xiao Mo and Dao Chang Chen in everything."

Wen Qing nodded: "I will do it tomorrow!"

The next day, the office of the chairman of Wanshi Group.

Wan Wenyou slid his wheelchair into Wan Changru's office and closed the door smoothly.

"Father, that person is dead." Wan Wenyou said plainly.

Wan Changru seemed to be expecting it too, his eyes were deep, and he sighed softly: "It seems that it is not yet time for us to work hard!"

Wan Wenyou sneered: "Father, I don't think it is necessarily."

Wan Changru looked at him and waited for the following.

Wan Wenyou said: "This result just shows that the news of Chen Mo's death may be true!"

Wan Changru wondered: "What do you say?"

"If Chen Mo killed the assassin we sent, he would definitely come to us for revenge because of his character. Now the Meihua Group has nothing to do, indicating that the person who did it was not Chen Mo himself, but mostly the Chen Songzi next to him."

"From this, it can be inferred that Chen Mo must have left Hanyang to go far away, otherwise he does not have to arrange Chen Songzi with Li Sufang."

"It is rumored that he died in the desert of the sea of ​​death, but it is quite possible."

Wan Changru nodded and agreed with Wan Wenyou's analysis. He tapped his fingers on the table lightly, considering his next plan.

"Father, are we going to work hard?" Wan Wenyou's eyes seemed to be burning with a beating flame, which was a flame of hatred that had been suppressed for a long time.

Wan Changru remained silent, and waited for a while before he said, "We are still observing for two days. This time, we are betting our lives and can't afford to lose!"

"I understand. I'm going to inquire about the news now to see how the people around that kid are reacting."

Wan Wenyou paddled his wheelchair and left slowly.

Wuzhou, inside Jia Jingan's private room.

Chu Wenxiong and Jia Jingan sat face-to-face, both with serious faces.

"Recently, it is rumored that Master Chen has died in the desert of the Sea of ​​Death, what do you think of Lao Jia?" Chu Wenxiong asked in a deep voice.

Jia Jingan shook his head: "Nonsense, with Master Chen's might, how can the desert get him? Someone must have deliberately spread the rumors!"

Chu Wenxiong nodded: "I thought so at the beginning."

"But I heard from my subordinates that Master Chen did go to the northwest after killing the old Gongsun Zuojuan. It has been almost 20 days since Master Chen has been silent, which is really worrying!"

Jia Jingan shook her head, her face firm: "Boss Chu, have you been confused by drinking Reiki water recently? How can you doubt Master Chen's strength? It is better to think about how to deal with that powerful enemy if you have that thought! "

Chu Wenxiong spread his hands and said helplessly, "How to deal with it? I talked to Daochang Chen on the phone. He was protecting Master Chen's relatives in Hanyang. There are only two little girls left in the Yanguihu Villa. What can ordinary people like us do?"

Jia Jing'an rolled her eyes and made a plan: "Otherwise, let's take the trouble away and let him go to Hanyang, then we can let Dao Chang Chen take care of him!"

Chu Wenxiong glared at Jia Jing'an and cursed: "Old Jia, I think your brain has been flooded. Don't think about it, if Chen Daochang loses, that person will hurt Master Chen's relatives, and he won't be able to wait for Master Chen to return Your skin is strange!"

Jia Jingan seemed to think about the consequences, scared in a cold sweat, and cautiously said: "What should I do then?"

"What to do? Cold!" Chu Wenxiong looked helpless: "Let's just do what the man said. It's important to save our lives and wait for Master Chen to come back!"

Jia Jingan sighed: "It can only be so!"

Three days later, Qin Guanhai came to Chu Wenxiong Villa again.

The big guys who had been waiting here were warned by Chu Wenxiong in advance and treated this mysterious master with respect, delaying as much as possible and waiting for Chen Mo to return.

Chu Wenxiong smiled graciously and said, "Master, I have already called you together. I wonder if you have any orders?"

Qin Guanhai scanned the crowd, with a touch of disdain on his face: "You are Master Chen's minions? Humph, but that's the case. It seems that Master Chen is just vain!

The big men were ashamed, and they secretly cursed Qin Guanhai for being too defiant. At the same time, I look forward to Chen Mo's return as soon as possible to clean up Qin Guanhai.