Executive Director Li Fei came to the conference room with a group of members in suits and leather shoes.
"Mr. Li, please wait here for a moment. Mr. Qiu will be here soon after finishing the matter at hand."
Secretary Sun Xue welcomed them into the conference room and said.
Li Fei nodded and said in a gentle manner, "There's no rush. I'm here today to renegotiate with Mr. Qiu and make peace and make money."
"Secretary Sun, you go and do your work first. We are here and just rest for a while."
Sun Xue nodded, turned and left the conference room.
After seeing Secretary Sun leave the conference room.
The curvature of the corners of Li Fei's mouth was slightly strange.
Under the gold-rimmed glasses, his pupils flashed with depth.
He raised his head slightly and glanced at the people around him.
Beside him, several men in black suits nodded and immediately started to take action.
A man stepped forward and closed the door of the conference room.
In the conference room, a group of people moved quickly and took out a black electronic device from their black suits.
This is a time bomb!
After quickly assembling it, they coldly installed the time bomb under the desk in the conference room.
The whole process was silent.
There are no traces.
After handling everything, Li Fei nodded with satisfaction, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became deeper.
He just sat in the conference room calmly and waited for nearly ten minutes.
Finally, there was a sound of high heels outside the conference room.
Qiu Yiren arrives.
Secretary Sun Xue pushed open the conference room door.
Qiu Yiren, with long hair shawl and a sexy dress, walked into the conference room.
"Mr. Qiu, I have admired you for a long time. I am very lucky to meet you today." Li Fei had a deep expression on his face and a concealed smile on his lips. He stood up gently and stretched out his hand to shake Qiu Yiren's hand.
However, Qiu Yiren only nodded slightly and did not...mean to shake hands with him.
Li Fei was slightly embarrassed and retracted his hand. At the same time, an imperceptible coldness flashed across his pupils under the frame.
"Mr. Li, what's the matter? I'm busy, so let's keep the story short." Qiu Yiren sat at the conference table, her pretty face was calm, and she said in a magnetic voice.
Her attitude was very calm, but also a little indifferent.
The Ruan family was tit for tat the day before yesterday, monopolizing materials in an attempt to bring down the Qiu Group.
But today, he suddenly came to visit?
If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason, you are either treacherous or deceitful.
Li Fei smiled slightly, then gently raised his hand to signal his men to leave.
"You guys, go wait outside."
The group of men in black suits nodded and slowly exited the conference room.
In the conference room, only Li Fei, Qiu Yiren, and secretary Sun Xue were left.
"Mr. Qiu, Mr. Li came here today... as a special request from Director Ruan. He hopes to regain good relations with the Qiu Group." Li Fei stretched out his hand, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said with a smile.
"Everything before was just a misunderstanding." Li Fei explained.
"Oh? I don't think... that's a misunderstanding." Qiu Yiren's pretty face was calm, her beautiful eyes just staring at him lightly.
"What Director Ruan means is that he is willing to compensate the Qiu Group for all its losses in the past few days. In exchange for friendship, he will also provide services and materials to the Qiu Group at the best cost price in future cooperation."
Li Fei said slowly with warm eyes.
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In the conference room, a discussion was going on.
And, at the door of the conference room, the group of members in suits and black clothes brought by Li Fei were waiting quietly outside the door.
They raised their wrists and glanced at the time on their watches.
Then, several members nodded to each other.
"action."
Several members in black suits suddenly turned around and scattered away from the door of the conference room.
They walked towards the fire exits on the ninety-ninth floor with calm expressions.
Then, while there is no one around.
Start planting bombs quickly.
Today, this negotiation is basically a pretense!
Their real purpose is to blow up the Qiu Group!
Blow it up, Qiu Yiren!
Several members in suits moved very quickly, and their techniques did not feel like amateurs at all, but...professional bomb experts!
The movements are skillful, the blasting point is quickly set, the line is buried, and the timing is set.
On the ninety-ninth floor, inside the fire stairway in Area A.
A member in a suit with a cold face installed a heavy time explosive on the load-bearing wall of the staircase.
The explosion of this bomb was enough to collapse the entire staircase.
Let everyone have no way to escape.
Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth... raised a hint of ferocity.
Every explosion and every killing made him feel a sense of pleasure.
Seeing people dying in his own hands... filled him with a sense of honor and pride in killing people.
"Your explosives are installed incorrectly. The distance between the blasting line and the energy line should not exceed 3 centimeters. This will prolong the blasting effect."
At this moment, a faint reminder came from behind the members in suits.
The members in suits who were installing explosives were stunned and suddenly realized.
He quickly modified the installation path and shortened the distance.
"The gunpowder container's hydraulic pressure is unstable and the blasting volume is not enough." A faint reminder came from behind again.
The member in the suit slapped his head, "Yes, it turns out that the hydraulic pressure is unstable. I said... I always feel like something is wrong!"
The suit members quickly changed the settings of the explosives again.
At this time, he was immersed in the tedious process of installing explosives and was not distracted.
etc?!
He was in the process of installation when he suddenly reacted!
Huh! He looked back in horror!
The next second, his heart skipped a beat and his body recoiled in horror.
I saw... a fair-skinned young man with an elegant temperament standing behind him.
The young man appeared silently with a cigarette in his mouth, standing behind him like a ghost.
"You...are you a human or a ghost?! Who are you?!" The member in the suit was horrified and suddenly took out a dagger from his pocket.
However, before he could use the knife, a white and elegant palm suddenly pinched his neck.
Chen Zongheng looked leisurely, grabbed the member's neck with one hand, and lifted him up in the air.
The knife in the assassin's hand in a suit fell to the ground. His entire neck seemed to be strangled, and his legs were hanging in the air, kicking and struggling violently.
"Your installation skills are so poor, it's a bit embarrassing here."
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark and he just stared at the assassin in suit who was struggling in the air indifferently.
"Let me go... otherwise, you will die without a burial..." The assassin in a suit struggled violently, his face turning purple.
"Oh, really." Chen Zongheng smiled faintly. He gently raised his hand and immediately removed the precisely installed time bomb.
No extra moves, just one move to destroy the bomb.
This scene made the assassin's pupils tremble suddenly.
this?!
The super time bomb he had painstakingly installed... was just defused with one move??
"Your skills are too low to pass my inspection. How about... I go to the underworld to teach you." Chen Zongheng said, directly carrying the assassin's body to the floor-to-ceiling window in the corridor.
His eyes were indifferent, and with a slight wave of his arm, he directly sent the assassin's body flying out of the French window.
"Bang~!" The entire floor-to-ceiling window shattered into pieces in an instant.
The assassin's body fell rapidly in the air at a height of 100 meters.
"Uh ah..." A miserable howl came from outside the window.
Tens of seconds later, a violent muffled sound came from a hundred meters downstairs...
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm. He stood in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window and glanced downstairs.
I saw a pool of scarlet blood on the ground a hundred meters downstairs.
His eyes were dark, he turned around and left.
A few minutes later, he dragged dozens of bodies slowly from the end of the corridor.
He was holding a hemp rope in his hand, and at the other end of the hemp rope, 11 bodies were tied up.
The 11 explosive bomb assassins in neat suits were tied together like dead pigs at this moment.
Tens of seconds ago, 11 of them were scattered in various corners of the floor installing explosives.
But in the end, a fair-skinned figure suddenly appeared, interrupting all their action plans.
They didn't even have a chance to resist, they were grabbed by the neck and thrown together.
Chen Zongheng tied them into a ball like a wild boar, and then dragged the 11 bodies of them to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The seven assassins struggled fiercely, but their tongues had been cut off, and they could not even make a sound of struggling.
"Your accomplice has gone to hell. How about you go down together to accompany him?"
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and calm, and he flicked the hemp rope in his hand.
The bodies of the 11 assassins were thrown out of the window like garbage.
There were no screams of terror, no ear-piercing howls.
Tens of seconds later, there was a violent trembling sound on the ground downstairs.
Bloody and bloody.
Chen Zongheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes calm, he slowly took out a cigarette and lit it.
Fair and elegant, with a calm temperament.
It is simply unbelievable that one second ago, he personally...executed 12 lives.