Yamamotomiya sat high in front of the conference table, his eyes were extremely calm, but with irresistible pride.
Behind him, Akino-kun crossed his arms with his hands on his chest, and the weapon was placed on his chest, like a bow and arrow!
Outside the conference room, a group of Japanese samurai were respectfully waiting at the door. The entire conference was full of murderous aura, as if everything was under the control of the Yamamoto group.
But the Yamamoto group probably doesn't know that as long as there is one person sitting in the conference room... all their control will be instantly invalid! That is the God of Death! At this time, Chen Zongheng was sitting next to Qiu Yiren, looking at Yamamoto Palace calmly
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"Qiu Yiren, I can forgive you for what happened yesterday. But when you come today, you must be the first to give an explanation to the Yamamoto group!" Yamamoto Palace's voice was calm and profound, making people irresistible.
Qiu Yiren was slightly taken aback, her pretty face showed no ripples, "Mr. Yamamotomiya, what do you want to explain?"
"The Qiu Group's x project plan." Yamamoto Palace said slowly.
Huh! Upon hearing this, Qiu Yiren’s pretty face condensed!
"Mr. Yamamotomiya, I don't understand what you mean." Qiu Yiren stared at the other party with her beautiful eyes calmly, but her attitude was a little colder.
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Qiu Yiren's pretty face was as calm as water, and she said in a magnetic voice, "Mr. Yamamotomiya, this joke is not funny."
Qiu Yiren didn't have any fear, but faced the opponent directly!
"This is no joke, Qiu Yiren. Today, on behalf of the Yamamoto Group, I formally make a request to your Qiu Group. We, the Yamamoto Group, want Plan X." Yamamoto Palace's voice at this moment was extremely long.
The cold pride! No one can refuse what the Yamamoto group wants!
Qiu Yiren gently stroked her long hair from her earlobe, her eyes were extremely calm and she said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yamamotomiya... I refuse."
The air is momentarily silent!
Yamamoto Palace's face remained calm, but... his eyes became sharp, staring straight at Qiu Yiren, as if... staring at prey!
"Qiu Yiren, what did you say? I don't seem to have heard clearly." Yamamoto Gong's voice was deep and long, making people almost feel trembling!
Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were persistent and firm, and she said again, "I say... I refuse the request made by your Yamamoto team."
At this moment, the air suddenly cooled down!
Yamamoto Palace's eyes narrowed, and his whole person became extremely cold, like a terrifying god of death!
Behind him, Akino-kun was breathing deeply and continuously, like a beast about to hunt! Even the scar on his face was gradually distorting.
On the side, Chen Zongheng glanced at her with cold eyes and gave her a calm look.
For some reason, when she saw Chen Zongheng's gaze, the goddess CEO's heart calmed down for no reason... It seemed that as long as he was around, everything would become safe.
"Qiu Yiren, do you know...who are you rejecting?" Yamamoto's voice became calmer, but the shuddering pressure became stronger!
Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were extremely calm, "Of course I know, Yamamoto-gumi."
Yamamoto smiled, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up in a ferocious arc.
"Interesting, interesting... I didn't expect that there are Chinese people who are not afraid of our Yamamoto group... Qiu Yiren, do you know the consequences of rejecting the Yamamoto group?"
Qiu Yiren glanced at him lightly and said, "Mr. Yamamotomiya, this is China, not Japan."
Huh! As soon as Qiu Yiren said this, the air dropped again! Her words were very clear! She was reminding the other party...this is China! The country of China! Can the Japanese power do whatever they want in China?!
Yamamoto's face was extremely cold, as if he was filled with ferocious anger. His hand slowly pressed on the conference table, and his voice was extremely calm and indifferent, "Okay, Qiu Yiren, you are... blatantly talking to me, Yamamoto's group"
Opposing, right?"
As Yamamoto's words fell, a deep depression suddenly appeared on the conference table in front of him! It was the mark of a palm! The depression pressed by his palm!
Seeing this, the corners of Chen Zongheng's cold mouth suddenly raised an arc, "Mr. Yamamotomiya, your magic is quite good? Can you also press palm prints?"
After saying that, Chen Zongheng also raised his palms, pressed and clapped towards the conference table!
"Bang bang bang——!" Immediately afterwards, dozens of deeply sunken palm prints appeared on the conference table in front of Chen Zongheng!
At this moment! Yamamoto Palace’s eyes suddenly condensed!!
Behind him, the scar on Qiu Yejun's face became even more ferocious. He stared at Chen Zongheng, it was the look of a ferocious beast facing its prey!
Qiu Yiren was a little dazed... looking blankly at the dozens of palm prints on the conference table in front of her, her pretty face was completely confused...
The corner of Yamamoto's mouth became even more ferocious, "It seems that today... there is no more talk..." After saying this, the cold light in his eyes became fierce!! The air cooled down rapidly!!
"Mr. Yamamotomiya, walk slowly." Qiu Yiren stood up slowly, her beautiful face not changing at all.
"Bastard...!" Yamamoto slammed the table, and the conference table in front of him made a loud 'clacking' sound and fell into pieces in an instant!
"Zheng——!" There was a low roar and a long chant! Akino-kun suddenly flashed forward, holding the handle of the sword with his right hand, and the cold-glow samurai sword was instantly unsheathed, as fast as lightning!
Suddenly, Chen Zongheng kicked his legs! His whole body turned into a frail shadow!
As soon as Akino-kun's samurai sword was unsheathed... Chen Zongheng kicked him away!
"Bah!" The samurai sword was kicked back into the scabbard by Chen Zongheng without even a chance to show up!
Akino-kun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his scarred face was completely twisted with ferocity! He suddenly blasted out with a palm! It carried terrifying power!
Without saying anything, Chen Zongheng raised his hand and slapped him!
Akino-kun's face changed drastically and his body suddenly fell back!
"Whoosh!" Chen Zongheng slapped the air, and the air trembled violently! It can be seen that the power of that palm is great... If he is slapped, he will either die or be injured!
"Hey... little Japan, you are running very fast?" Chen Zongheng said as he stepped forward again and slapped him again!
Akino-kun had no time to react, and kept staggering backwards! Chen Zongheng's palms were like a terrifying long dragon approaching straight up! He was so forced that Akino-kun didn't even have a chance to use his sword! He kept retreating to dodge, this scene was extremely embarrassing!
"Baga!" Akino-kun's face was ferocious and furious, and he completely exploded! How has he, a majestic Japanese samurai, ever been so insulted?! This is a great shame and humiliation!!
"Zheng!" The sword chirped softly! The samurai sword was unsheathed again!
Chen Zongheng's body flashed, and his palms turned into lightning!
"Pop——!" A violent crisp sound!!
Akino-kun's whole body was blown away by the terrifying force! He spun violently in mid-air, and then... "Boom!" He hit the wall with a sound, and the wall was directly knocked out of a huge human-shaped crater. Akino-kun fell directly to the
into the next room...
This powerful Japanese samurai was spitting out blood, his whole body was shaking, and his whole face was swollen into a pig's head!
"You... bastard!" Yamamoto Palace's face suddenly turned as cold as a cold sword, with a ferocious and murderous gaze, "How dare you touch me, a member of the Yamamoto Group?!"
Whoa! Outside the conference room, dozens of Japanese samurai rushed in instantly!
"Clang, clank, clank...!" Countless sharp samurai swords were drawn out of their sheaths, and the terrifying murderous aura was brewing in the air!
Chen Zongheng's eyes were extremely calm and he stared at Yamamoto Palace meaningfully, "So what if it moves?"
"You... are looking for death." Yamamoto's voice was extremely cold!
"Whoosh!" Suddenly Chen Zongheng's figure flashed and charged!
"Bang bang bang...!" Countless muffled sounds echoed in the conference room! One after another figures were blown backwards!
Chen Zongheng was like a god of war, charging through the group of Japanese warriors. Wherever he passed, there were miserable howls, blood spattered, and figures flying out!
Three seconds later... Chen Zongheng slowly lit a cigarette and stood calmly in the middle of the field...
The surrounding ground was filled with miserable howls!
Yamamoto's face was extremely cold, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound! The ground he stepped on was cracked! This member of the Yamamoto group, an official member of the Yamamoto family, at this moment, wanted to
Take action yourself!
Chen Zongheng stared at him calmly, "Yamamoto Palace, I would like to advise you, this is the territory of China. If you dare to act recklessly in the territory of China... I cannot guarantee... that you will be able to get out alive~"
Suddenly, Chen Zongheng's body turned into an afterimage, suddenly flashed directly in front of Yamamoto Palace!
Yamamoto's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took three steps back! Three full steps!
At this moment, his heart was completely suspended! His eyes were like sharp swords, staring at Chen Zongheng!
That was surprise...reluctance...and shock!
Just now... Chen Zongheng's lightning-fast movement made him unable to react at all! At that moment, he seemed to see a familiar aura from Chen Zongheng! That aura... was the same as that of the terrifying member of their Yamamoto group.
God of War...almost exactly the same!
Yamamoto Palace was filled with shock and horror. At this moment, facing this Chinese man... he had completely lost his grasp!
The air was silent, with a faint smell of blood floating...
Qiu Yiren stared at this scene with dull eyes, her mind agitated and confused.
Yamamoto's face kept looking ferocious, and it took him a long time before he uttered one word, "Withdraw!"
This group of members of the Yamamoto Group, members of Japan's super black forces, were completely defeated during the negotiation between the Qiu Group today!
The Yamamoto Group controls the dark forces in East Asia, and now... it is so defeated in a small group company in China... This is simply a shame for the Yamamoto Group!
Looking at the group of Japanese people helping each other and stumbling away in embarrassment... the whole conference room was quiet...
"Thank you." Qiu Yiren blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Chen Zongheng quietly. It was really not easy for these two words to come out of her mouth.
Chen Zongheng slowly took a puff of cigarette and slowly spit out two words, "It's a small matter."
"Can you tell me the truth about this Yamamoto group?" Qiu Yiren's pretty face suddenly became solemn, and she stared at Chen Zongheng and said seriously.
Chen Zongheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I told you, it's just a small Japanese gang."
"Little gang...?" Qiu Yiren stared at him suspiciously, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes... Little gang? Is it really just a small gang? If it is a small gang, why is Yamamoto Palace's attitude so different today?
So tough? Is this... really just the behavior of a small gang?
Qiu Yi felt guilty and confused, but Chen Zongheng refused to reveal any information at all... She was helpless in the end...
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In the Lexus car, Qiu Yejun covered his cheeks that were as red and swollen as a pig's head, and the blood in his body was reversed... He was bombarded by Chen Zongheng's slap just now... His internal organs were trembling... He suffered extremely serious internal injuries! At this time,
He held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand...the bones were "crunching", you can imagine his anger at this time!
"Master Gong...are we...just going to let them go like this?!" Akino-kun's voice was trembling, with extreme reluctance.
The face of Yamamotomiya sitting aside suddenly twisted, as terrifying as Rosen Hell!
"Of course it's impossible!" Yamamoto Palace's voice was as ferocious as a demon, "We, the Yamamoto Group, travel across the underground world of East Asia, and have never been bullied like this! Qiu Yi people... Qiu Group... you have to pay the price of blood for today's actions!"
In the Lexus, Mr. Akino said with a serious face, "Master Gong, how do you plan to deal with it...?"
Yamamoto Palace's face was as cold as frost, "Tonight, we will raid... the Qiu family villa!"