At this mont, the entrance of Qiuyun Company.
Jiang Chuan was lying back in his seat, leisurely puffing smoke rings.
Suddenly, he furrowed his brows, and a cold smile played at the corner of his mouth.
"Four people in front, five behind, huh, who arranged this? They really do think highly of !"
Jiang Chuan glanced around, effortlessly grasping all the details in front of him and in the rearview mirror.
Then, he chuckled coldly, still lying leisurely in his seat without moving an inch!
It seed like he wasn't bothered by the imminent crisis at all.
These people gradually approached, soon surrounding the car where Jiang Chuan was.
One of them stepped forward, reaching to pull open the driver's door, planning to drag Jiang Chuan out directly from inside after opening it.
However, just as the car door opened and before the person could reach in, a foot shot out like lightning, solidly kicking him in the chest.
The person felt as if he had been struck hard by a speeding train, his body imdiately flying back uncontrollably.
The force was fierce, causing him to slam against the opposite wall with a thud, blood streaming from his head.
The others were taken aback, realizing that the person inside the car was already alert.
But before they could make a move, Jiang Chuan sprang forth from the car like a hunting leopard.
It was as if he flew into their midst, punching and kicking.
Instantly, a chorus of wails echoed among the group.
Within a few breaths, those people were seen lying scattered on the ground, clutching their arms and legs, writhing in agony.
Jiang Chuan sneered disdainfully; dealing with these people was nothing more than a trivial task for him.
Jiang Chuan walked toward one of them, reaching out to pull him up from the ground.
"Speak, who sent you here?"
Though these people were insignificant, it was necessary to find out who the orchestrator was.
After all, the feeling of being targeted was unpleasant.
The person looked up, shocked, at Jiang Chuan.
They weren't ordinary people; they were skilled individuals employed by Li Mao, hired to do his bidding.
These people were genuinely astonished by Jiang Chuan; all nine of them combined couldn't even see how he had made his move, and they were already on the ground.
The shock they felt was imaginable!
Actually, they couldn't have known that to a monstrosity like Jiang Chuan, trained in the Devil's Training Camp, they were rely appetizers, not worth ntioning.
"My ti is limited!"
Jiang Chuan couldn't afford to waste patience tangling with these people, he reached out and pinched one of their acupoints directly.
Imdiately, a wave of intense pain shot through the person's central nervous system, straight to the brain.
The person let out a scream akin to a pig being slaughtered.
Jiang Chuan used a technique he'd learned at the Devil's Training Camp, which stimulated the maximum pain a human body could feel without causing injury.
Moreover, this pain was difficult for ordinary people to withstand.
Of course, Jiang Chuan was the exception; it was precisely because he could endure this inhuman level of pain that he stood out from the camp, becoming the most outstanding among the trainees.
This person evidently couldn't possess Jiang Chuan's resistance; the agony quickly made him confess!
"What!"
When Jiang Chuan learned the origins of these people, a wave of rage erupted from his eyes.
Jiang Chuan instinctively glanced at the office building of Qiuyun Company, only to realize the lights in Qiu Qianyu's office had long gone out.
Jiang Chuan silently blad himself for not bothering to check when he arrived.
If he had looked back then, seeing Qiu Qianyu's office dark, perhaps he would have gone up and asked for the details!
"Tell , where is Qiu Qianyu now?"
Jiang Chuan's voice was as cold as ice, his tone carrying a piercing chill.
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