Fifty-one percent of the shares of Huangle Media were obtained by him with nothing. It would not hurt him to give 45% to others, and he himself had absolute control of 55%.
, that is to say, if the words he said today and the shares he controls want to be offset, then
It is equivalent to not saying anything. What those celebrities got was completely the money that Qin Yang effortlessly extorted from Ying Zhi. It was not his own anyway. Moreover, with these shares, the master could earn back his investment in almost a year.
The amount can even far exceed that of a business that is sure to make a profit without losing any money.
"Have you met your senior sister?" Qin Yang asked.
"I've seen it before." Xuanwu nodded honestly and said.
"In the future, you must remember that she is your senior sister, the person we, the master and the apprentice, will protect for the rest of our lives," Qin Yang said.
Xuanwu nodded solemnly and said: "I will, Master!"
"Go back." Qin Yang said, "I still have many things to deal with."
"oh."
Xuanwu left honestly.
Late at night, it was eerily quiet.
Yanjing's slightly cold wind blows in the air, making people feel the coolness. Occasionally, a person disappears under the streetlight. Qin Yang is walking on the vast streets like a ghost. As he walks, he...
The murderous sword appeared in my hand
, waved his right hand lightly, the sword buzzed, and the originally handsome face was filled with a layer of darkness. If someone walked in front of him, they would be horrified to find that he was standing here so clearly but yet
It is ethereal and untouchable.
Whoosh.
Several wind noises continued to come from everywhere, Qin Yang frowned slightly, and his steps became slower and slower. Men in silver robes appeared around him, and some disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Come out." Qin Yang said coldly.
With a few swish sounds, six Silver Moon Warriors suddenly appeared ten meters in front of Qin Yang, each holding a samurai sword in their hands. Qin Yang had an evil smile on his lips: "Also, come out.
"
As if to answer his statement, several ninjas wearing dark purple ninja uniforms quietly appeared in front of them. These people were the Yamaguchi-gumi shadow killers who had been brutally punished, and the three leaders
The ninja was filled with anger, and Qin Yang sneered: "Name?"
"Takagi Qingxiu."
"Torii Motoada."
"Tadahiro Torii."
"Well, the sixteen Tokugawa generals, it's a pity that one was slaughtered and the other was killed by my sixth uncle. What? You three are here to die too?" Qin Yang asked with a sneer.
"Humph, Qin Yang, you will die today!" Takagi Qingxiu said coldly.
"Are you saying that I must die in my territory? Are you too arrogant?" Qin Yang sneered. After speaking, he looked at the Silver Moon Warrior and said, "What? Are you here to kill me too?"
"Hand over the keys to the Qin Palace." The Silver Moon Warrior's intention is very simple: "We can just sit back and watch."
Qin Yang said: "Leave it to you? How dare you try to get involved in the Qin Palace? You really don't know how to live or die. If you want to get the key, it's very simple. Just kill me."
"Then don't blame us for being rude!"
Having said that, the six Silver Moon warriors were about to step forward, but Qin Yang clapped his hands, and suddenly two people rushed out from the black shadow, Hongjun and Guangcheng, their faces were very ugly, not because
In addition, it is because their lives are controlled by Qin Yang. The powerful energy Qin Shihuang left on them is an existence that they cannot resist. If Qin Yang is willing, they will die immediately.
Just imagine, no one would be in a good mood if they had always thought they were being toyed with and became the master who manipulated them. Moreover, they had to stand up and sacrifice their lives at this time. If Qin Yang died, they would not die easily.
But it will be very, very cruel and life will be worse than death.
The Silver Moon warriors never thought that Guangcheng, who had had trouble with Qin Yang before, would help at this time. What was most unimaginable to them was the appearance of Hongjun, a guy with a nose that was compared to Kunlun's old cow, and whose strength was unpredictable.
, to actually sacrifice his life for Qin Yang at this time.
"Guangcheng, I'll leave the Silver Moon Warrior to you." Qin Yang said with a sneer.
Guangcheng's face changed.
If there are three, he is indeed not afraid of these Silver Moon Warriors, but unfortunately there are six. The strength of the six Silver Moon Warriors is completely superior to him. He is now equivalent to getting out of Kunlun. This Qin Yang
Letting himself deal with six Silver Moon warriors instead of the stronger Hongjun, obviously he didn't want to make himself feel better. It was a typical killing with a borrowed knife.
"As for these shadow killers, Hongjun, I'll leave it to you." Qin Yang said with a sneer.
Hongjun snorted coldly.
The Silver Moon Warrior and the Shadow Killer suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and Qin Yang, after taking a step forward, suddenly disappeared on the spot and disappeared quietly. Even the Shadow Ninja Dou, who was proficient in stealth, did not know how he did it.
to disappear.
"You old guys, get out together!" Hongjun shouted.
But when he saw three old guys with sales faces walking out of the darkness, wearing dark purple ninja uniforms and holding samurai swords, their strength was unfathomable. Only then did Guangcheng know why Qin Yang wanted Hongjun to deal with the shadow killer. Damn it.
, it is obvious that the Shadow Killers have more and stronger people. If you go up there, you will most likely be attacked by those three old guys.
Not to mention that this group of people are going to fight together.
Looking at the rooftop of a skyscraper.
The icy cold wind blew by, and Qin Yang appeared on the rooftop like a ghost. The sword of the God of Death in his hand became more and more sharp, his eyes showed a strange deep black color, and he smiled at the empty rooftop: "
What? As the owner of the Paradise Hall, do you just like to watch good shows?"
"snort."
A cold snort came.
But in the void, there was a ghost soldier wearing a black robe looming, and a slightly majestic voice came from the ghost soldier's mouth: "I originally thought that the person who killed the Spirit King would be Kunlun, but I didn't expect that.
He is also a spokesperson."
"I know now." Qin Yang sneered.
"It's not too late then."
"No, it's too late." Qin Yang said with a smile: "If the Spirit King could deliver the news of my existence to you in time, maybe I would be unlucky, but unfortunately, he wanted to swallow me himself and missed the best opportunity."
"Hmph, it's not too late to kill you now." The owner of the Paradise Hall said with a smile.
"Haha, just an eighth-level ghost soldier is looking for death."
Qin Yang rushed forward with his sword. The weapon of the ghost soldier was a black scimitar. It was not ordinary at first glance. It clanged against the hero's sword, but it was not damaged at all. He shook his wrist,
Qin Yang's attack speed suddenly increased, and the heroic sword was like a spiritual snake.
When he came out of the cave, thousands of sword flowers were stabbed out. His body moved as fast as the wind. Even in one leap, he was ten feet high. He rushed straight down, full of murderous aura, and like a rainbow piercing the sun, the ghost soldiers he killed were retreating steadily.
There were three or four more wounds in an instant, and the body became even more unreal.
"How brave!" The master of the Paradise Hall shouted, and the ghost soldiers disappeared instantly and appeared behind Qin Yang. The scimitar danced, but Qin Yang's body was also void. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the ghost soldiers stabbed him again in an instant.
After the long sword pierced Bing's abdomen, he saw layers of black energy coming out of the wound. The master of the Paradise Hall was angry. If he was here, how could he be so arrogant and unscrupulous?
After all, the strength of the eighth-level ghost soldiers is still far behind, especially in front of the spokesperson, there is almost no advantage at all.
"On March 3rd, I will definitely return to China!"
The master of Paradise Hall shouted angrily.
Qin Yang sneered and said: "Kunlun is waiting at any time!"
After saying that, he raised his body and charged like a whirlwind. In an instant, the eighth-level ghost soldier turned into a ball of black energy and disappeared without a trace. A scimitar fell to the ground. Qin Yang picked up the scimitar.
I looked carefully. When I heard a wolf howl suddenly coming from far to near, the corner of my mouth
With a smile on his face, his body disappeared in an instant, but when he appeared again, he had already reached the street below, and a golden divine wolf rushed from a distance like a gust of wind, while a golden light continued to surround the divine wolf.
The wolf spins, and its speed is not at all slower than that of the divine wolf.
In the blink of an eye, the divine wolf pounced at Qin Yang's feet and kept rubbing Qin Yang's legs, while the golden butterfly kept spinning back and forth around Qin Yang. Qin Yang smiled and touched the divine wolf's head and said: "Finally.
You are back, I thought you had fallen outside."
The divine wolf whined twice, seeming a little aggrieved.
"Stinky fart."
Qin Yang laughed and cursed.
The golden butterfly kept flying and seemed extremely excited.
At this time, a slight cry suddenly came from the distance. Qin Yang knew that it was Hongjun and Guangcheng's fight with them was over for the time being. He walked over and took a look, but saw that Guangcheng had four or five wounds on his body and his face.
The body was pale, with two corpses of Silver Moon warriors lying at their feet, and on the other side, the soy sauced Torii Motochu and four shadow killers left their lives behind, and Hongjun's face was horribly gloomy.
"On March 3rd, the Paradise Hall where the Silver Moon Warriors are located will participate in the search for Xuanyuan Sword." Qin Yang threw the scimitar in his hand, and Guangcheng took it smoothly.
"Although I really don't like Kunlun and Xuanyuan, but the sword of the country falls into the hands of foreigners is not what I want to see. If you are determined, let Kunlun and Xuanyuan be prepared." Qin Yang said: "I don't like that thing.
If you don't have much interest, you can have two days off to look for Xuanyuan Sword. You don't need to report to me how to arrange it.
Guangcheng was a little weak and didn't want to waste time here with his life, so he snorted and left. As for Hongjun, he stared at Qin Yang deeply and said: "I didn't expect that ten years later, I would fall into your trap."
In hand."
"You think you control the destiny of others, but in the end you are just an ant of fate." Qin Yang said disdainfully: "People like you are the most ridiculous. You regard yourself as a so-called superior person and treat others as chess pieces to be played with. Now
Let you taste what it's like to be a chess piece, and it's tit-for-tat. In the first few decades, you were arrogant, but in the next few decades, you will be a slave for the rest of your life."