Wanrong Group, spacious presidential suite on the top floor.
Zhang Biao sat on the sofa and looked at the muddy black bear on the ground.
His eyelids were shaking uncontrollably, and a strong murderous aura filled the whole room, making it suffocating.
Bang!
Suddenly, Zhang Biao kicked the woman kneeling in front of him away.
After putting on his pants, he walked up to Black Bear and looked down at him coldly.
"Brother, I am already useless."
"You want to avenge me!"
The black bear endured the pain and shouted with overwhelming hatred in his eyes.
Zhang Biao nodded and sighed.
"Look, all the limbs are broken and useless."
"Don't worry, I will avenge you."
"Go in peace."
The black bear was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly showed deep fear.
"Brother, I..."
Creak!
Before Black Bear could finish his words, Zhang Biao stepped on him and broke his throat bone.
"Uh, uh..."
Two mouthfuls of blood gushed out of the black bear's throat, and it lost its breath.
His eyes were so wide that he couldn't believe it until he died. Zhang Biao just killed him!
Die with your eyes open!
Two young women crawled over.
He carefully licked the blood splattered on Zhang Biao's shoes, then crawled back to the side.
I was so nervous and frightened that I lowered my head and didn't dare to breathe.
"Ye Feng, Ling Tian?"
“Interesting, really interesting!”
The corners of Zhang Biao's mouth turned up, revealing an enigmatic smile.
"Go and call the young master!"
After a while, Zhang Jisong walked in.
When I saw the black bear's carcass on the ground, I was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"Dad, are you looking for me?"
Zhang Biao pointed at the black bear and said calmly.
"The black bear followed me for many years, and now it's dead. I'm very sad."
"By the way, it was Ling Tian who did it."
"Is it him?" Zhang Jisong suddenly looked surprised.
"This boy is not living well!"
"Dad, do you need to send someone to kill him?"
Zhang Jisong raised his hand, made a gesture of cutting his throat, and said with a cold look.
"Don't be anxious yet, don't forget what Young Master Yang told you."
"Since the Su family has taken the bait, they are not afraid of that old fox and will not reveal his lies!"
"You must keep an eye on the project these days."
"Once you need to take action, you must strike with thunder and not give the Su family any chance to breathe!"
"Yes!" Zhang Jisong agreed quickly.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly said.
"Then, the black bear's death was in vain?"
Zhang Biao heard this and laughed strangely, with a frightening light in his eyes.
"Black Bear is my brother!"
"How could I let his death be in vain?"
"The word spread that the black bear was assassinated and died a violent death."
"Zhang Biao was extremely grieved, his eyes were crying with blood, and he vowed to find the murderer and avenge the black bear!"
"Yes!" Zhang Jisong nodded, then looked at the black bear's body and said.
"What to do with the black bear's body?"
Zhang Biao's eyes suddenly revealed a bloodthirsty light, and he laughed strangely.
"Brother Black Bear made a lot of contributions to me during his lifetime."
"After death, of course you have to use your remaining energy."
"The two exotic Tibetan mastiffs that were shipped yesterday haven't had dinner yet."
After saying this, Zhang Biao suddenly burst into tears with great sadness.
"My black bear brother."
"You are going to die in a dog's belly. I'm so sad!"
Zhang Jisong's mouth twitched, and his eyes showed deep fear.
Even Zhang Biao's only son was extremely afraid of his emotionally unstable father.
"Dad, I'll do it right away."
"Don't be too sad. Uncle Black Bear's revenge will be avenged sooner or later."
After speaking, Zhang Jisong ordered people to take away the black bear's body and feed it to the dogs.
He also quickly and respectfully retreated.
After leaving the room, Zhang Jisong took out a breath and found that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
After being with my father for such a while, I actually felt like my whole body was exhausted.
This feeling made him unspeakably uncomfortable.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Jisong took out his cell phone and dialed.
"Why are you calling me at this time?"
A frivolous voice came from the other side.
If Ling Tian heard this, he would be able to recognize immediately that the person speaking was Yang Ke, the young master of the Yang family in the provincial capital!