He is none other than the director of the Cultural Arts Departnt of the Henry Group, a Chenli Country influencer, and a short video platform blogger. His greatest skill is using new dia to promote and package himself, tricking Eastern Country People into coming to ngding, only to be slaughtered like lambs.
"President Wei, you were looking for ?"
Li Saigao asked with a flattering expression.
"Yes."
Wei Rong nodded, then gave an order with a serious expression: "A high-profile guest has just arrived over at Jinjiang. Prepare so fresh, clean goods for him; he wants to taste them personally."
"Hehe, what a coincidence. A new batch of goods just arrived yesterday, all female students deceived from the Dongji Kingdom. They’ve been checked, all original and unopened. I’ll personally deliver them to the esteed guest."
"I trust you to handle it."
Hearing Li Saigao say this, Wei Rong nodded with satisfaction, knowing he was soone she had nurtured and who was reliable.
Seeing Wei Rong squint her eyes and lean back in the chair, Li Saigao hurriedly bowed and said: "President Wei, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go make the arrangents."
"Yes, you may go."
Just as Li Saigao turned to leave, a voice suddenly echoed in their minds.
"I have a question, does the so-called esteed guest have anything to do with the Source Blood Association?"
"Who!"
"Who’s speaking!"
Wei Rong imdiately opened the drawer, took out a pistol, and waved it around to find the intruding enemy’s traces.
Li Saigao, anwhile, cowered on the floor, hugging his head and trembling.
"Oh, what do you plan to do with a toy gun?"
The next second, Ye Qingzhou smashed through the window and stood before Wei Rong, his cold eyes devoid of any emotion, only filled with a bone-chilling killing intent.
Wei Rong’s pupils shrank. Although she held a gun, she felt a chill down her spine and no sense of security.
The person before her was undoubtedly a formidable Martial Artist!
A small-caliber firearm was nothing but a joke to him.
At this mont, Wei Rong deeply regretted not having a rocket launcher in the office drawer.
"Sir, are you a Martial Artist from the Dongji Kingdom?"
Wei Rong forced calmness, speaking softly: "If the Wei Family has done sothing to offend you, please be rciful, and we are willing to compensate."
Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "No need. From this day, there will be no more Wei Family. I will kill every dog of the Source Blood Association, starting with you."
Bam~
Wei Rong fired her gun, but to Ye Qingzhou, the bullet’s speed was as slow as a snail.
He rely lifted his hand and flicked his finger.
Ding~
The bullet shot back, piercing Wei Rong’s skull, leaving a fist-sized hole at the back of her head, brain matter splattering across the wall with blood.
The gunshot alard the guards outside the room; they were Wei Family’s hired n, ard and rushing into the office.
"President Wei!"
"An attack!"
As for these Wei Family henchn, Ye Qingzhou had no intention of sparing them.
He pointed with Sword Point, and Sword Qi shot forth. More than ten guards quickly t their end, their foreheads penetrated by Sword Qi, their brains turned to mush, beyond saving.
"Don’t... don’t kill ! I’m also from Dongji! Dongji People don’t kill Dongji People!"
Li Saigao knelt and begged for rcy, tears and snot flowing.
However, Ye Qingzhou showed no pity towards him. The Wei Family had committed nurous atrocities over the years, burying hundreds or even thousands of corpses beneath Paradise Hotel, their organs harvested, blood drained, and their bodies buried far from ho.
Committing such heinous deeds, how are they different from beasts?
"Human?"
Ye Qingzhou sneered coldly, stepped forward, and placed his hand on Li Saigao’s head: "Do you still consider yourself human?"
With a slight squeeze, Li Saigao’s head was crushed entirely, eting a grisly end without a whole body.
Then, Ye Qingzhou manipulated the Combat Puppet to walk out of Wei Rong’s CEO office and proceeded outside.
"Who are you!"
"President Wei is dead!"
"Catch him, he’s the murderer!"
The disorderly guards only now realized an intruder had co to Paradise Hotel.
Ye Qingzhou continued without stopping, slaughtering his way through. Every employee of the Henry Group present here couldn’t be considered innocent.
So killing them brought Ye Qingzhou no psychological burden.
Whoosh~ whoosh whoosh~
Sword Point continually flew forth, with each Sword Qi reaping lives like death wielding his scythe.
Soon, Ye Qingzhou drenched the Henry Group in blood along the way, stepping on blood as if it were a red carpet, until he reached the hotel lobby, lifted his hand, and a Sword Qi collapsed the hotel doors, trapping everyone inside.
As the door crumbled, it crushed a few unlucky souls, leaving the rest in panic.
The guests, once dressed up, now had no smiles, only bewildernt and panic.
"What happened?"
"Could it be that the Bai Family has attacked?"
When the Combat Puppet’s sinister figure descended the stairs, the scene instantly fell silent.
This group, both n and won, were trembling as they watched Ye Qingzhou. They were all stakeholders in the Henry Group, with varying degrees of ties to the Wei Family.
Seeing soone storm into the Wei family’s domain, slaughtering freely, they naturally feared for themselves.
A dark-skinned fat man stepped forward, despite his fear, using a threatening tone as he spoke to Ye Qingzhou: "I am Bao Yanban, the Minister of Construction of Chenli Country. My uncle is Bao Youxiang, the General Commander of the Chenli United Army. Whatever grudge exists between you and the Wei Family is none of my concern. If you know what’s best for you, you’ll let ..."
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