Since I can’t get into Nangong Bing’s villa myself, let’s have these two idiots scout the way for !
Hawke Martin smirked coldly in his heart, plotting everything.
"What’s the matter?"
The two asked simultaneously.
"Go explore a woman’s ho." Hawke Martin suddenly stood up, pulled out a photo from the table, and held it in front of them, "It’s this woman’s villa."
The two looked down and saw an incredibly beautiful woman. Imdiately, their minds were filled with unnecessary thoughts.
"How about it?" Hawke Martin squinted his eyes, a gleam of light flashing, and his cold lips curled slightly. He was eighty percent certain these two fools would go.
"Since it’s the elders who asked, what reason do we have to refuse?" The two curved their lips and nodded.
But inside, they were scheming vile thoughts.
Since this idiot Hawke Martin isn’t going himself, we’re more than willing to do the job.
After all, such a beautiful woman isn’t soone everyone can enjoy...
Each had their ulterior motives.
...
In the deep night, at 3:30 AM...
Impatient, Hawke Martin led the two of them nonstop towards Nangong Bing’s villa.
From afar, Hawke Martin’s car appeared less than five hundred ters away in the woods near the villa.
Inside the car, he pointed to Nangong Bing’s villa, saying, "The elders want to find a peculiar stone called Erald. Once you two get inside, find the villa’s mistress, she’ll tell you what Erald is."
"Just finding a stone?" One of the bald burly n glanced at Hawke Martin, feeling a bit strange, of all things, they needed to find a stone.
Even with his strong imagination, he couldn’t conceive the elders being so trivial.
But since Hawke Martin had spoken, they had no reason to doubt him.
"What? Do you dare question what the elders want?" Hawke Martin asked coldly.
Instantly, the two were scared pale, quickly scrambling out of the car. They barely thought about why Hawke Martin wanted them to go inside the villa to get a stone from the woman.
However, as soon as they dashed out of the Rolls Royce.
A strange cold wind suddenly gusted from the front side of the villa towards them.
This wind appeared at a really inopportune ti, making the deep night even more terrifying.
Hawke Martin lit a cigarette, but hadn’t even taken a puff.
He watched with his own eyes as those two guys reached less than a hundred ters from the villa.
Another cold wind blew, lifting the fallen leaves off the ground, then carried them to their faces like sharp knives cutting flesh.
"Ssssss..."
Their steps beca cautious, both felt a burning on their faces, then a sharp pain, as if sothing had cut them.
Touching their palms, they found sothing wet.
The two widened their eyes, looked at each other, and shockingly discovered their faces were already bloodied and mangled. More frightening was one burly man’s nose turning entirely into liquefied flesh.
"Pop, pop!"
Almost silently, their hulking bodies were suddenly pulverized into two clouds of blood mist by imnse force!
After the grueso blood water raised a mist of blood, not even a piece of their bodies remained, completely vanishing into the air!
"Boom!!!"
Hawke Martin’s mind exploded instantly!
The cigarette already lit slipped from the edge of his mouth.
"How is it possible! Is, is there really so powerful master inside the villa!"
Hawke Martin stared with terrified eyes, though he had never entered the villa, it shouldn’t be this horrifying, right?
This atmosphere was enough to make him feel fear, could the strong figure inside be a Sub-Saint realm master?
After so imagination, Hawke Martin didn’t even think and directly drove away from this fearso ghostly place.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz..."
The Rolls Royce sped off, lifting a chaotic trail of dust behind.
But as Hawke Martin departed, a large snow-white dog gradually erged from the side of the villa.
Its green eyes flickered with a surprised gleam, watching Hawke Martin leave.
The handso dog walked to the spot where those two had been blown apart, casually stuck out its tongue and licked the ground, soon disappearing into the dark...
After a night’s treatnt, Zhang ngjie’s body began returning to normal.
Nuzzling in Lin Zifeng’s embrace, enjoying the warmth from his body.
Zhang ngjie lay in his arms like a child, quietly savoring the feeling of being caressed.
"Alright, it’s almost dawn, you won’t want to keep lying down like this, right?" Lin Zifeng gently patted Zhang ngjie’s firm buttocks, after a three-hour quarrel in the conference room, finally exhausting Zhang ngjie.
If it weren’t for Zhang ngjie’s lingering injuries, tonight soone might have begged for rcy between his legs.
"Annoying! What are you touching? If you break it, I’ll make you pay, can you afford it?" Zhang ngjie slapped away Lin Zifeng’s right hand, pouting, glaring at him.
"Co on, it’s not like I haven’t touched it before." Lin Zifeng’s mind was filled with black lines, thinking, when you were peeling my clothes just now, why didn’t you pay while you touched ?
Now you’re biting back, what’s this about?
"Alright, alright, stop pouting, I’m just joking, are you taking it seriously?" Zhang ngjie glared at him, then personally helped Lin Zifeng dress, speaking sternly, "Since you’re ready to extend influence to Dragon City, we have to plan soon, of course. But if you want to expand to Dragon City soon, that’s almost impossible. We know nothing about Dragon City, rashly advancing will undoubtedly cause unnecessary conflicts."
"So what’s your suggestion?"
Lin Zifeng looked helpless, knowing how difficult it was.
Trying to advance into Dragon City wasn’t as smooth at that ti. Just like the Nantian Gang rising in Zhonghai, enduring great hardships.
After barely standing firm, they took a really long ti.
Trying to establish in Dragon City again wouldn’t be easier than in Zhonghai.
"Of course, delaying." Zhang ngjie said seriously.
She being both Lin Zifeng’s think tank and Huayu Group’s current executive director naturally had her analysis theories.
But Lin Zifeng was anxious, how could he delay too long? He urgently wanted to uncover who betrayed his father years ago. Now, even with absolute strength, he couldn’t clear his father’s na, making Lin Zifeng sleepless and anxious these days.
He felt at least he wasn’t a qualified son.
"I know you’re anxious, but so things can’t be rushed. So you need to wait!"
Zhang ngjie kindly reminded.
"Leave everything for you to arrange then." Having dressed, Lin Zifeng looked stern, Fusang’s defeat added a Skeleton faction’s Hawke Martin, even overpowering himself, fired Lin Zifeng’s urgency to enhance his strength, all his ti now spent on cultivation.
Every matter of the Nantian Gang was fully handed over to Zhang ngjie to handle. As long as she managed well and coupled with his cultivation improvent, he inevitably would go to Dragon City and track down those old dogs.
(The plot accelerates, then advancing into Dragon City, those old dogs from back then will surely erge, whether Holy War returns, depends on this now.)
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