The personal master of the beautiful president

Vascular traction.

The ancient curse technique of the four ancient civilizations in the legend and ancient Egypt.

It is a curse technique cast by the high priest of the pharaoh on the pharaoh's cronies to show his eternal loyalty to the pharaoh.

Once this curse method is planted, it is extremely difficult to clean it up unless one uses supernatural powers to remove the bones and scrape the poison.People who have been planted with this curse, even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as the manipulator plucks the strings of the pipa, they can take their lives thousands of miles away, which is extremely terrifying.

After hearing Lin Bei's words, Yuan Huan, Liu Junxi and the others immediately checked the situation in their bodies, and they found that there was a dark silk thread of true energy tightly wrapped around their internal organs. At the end is the blood-colored pipa in Lin Bei's hand. If the strings of the pipa in Lin Bei's hand are broken, the blood will suddenly shrink, and their internal organs will be strangled!
Knowing this, the hearts of Yuan Huan and others seemed to be strangled by someone, their eyes were full of remorse, and some people even couldn't help crying.

Those who followed Wuliang Taoist were all master-level figures, and they were all heavenly dragons, respected and worshiped by others.Now their lives are in Lin Bei's hands, life and death are all in his mind, just like family members raised by Lin Bei.

Liu Yunbin and Ren Mengyuan were still prostrate on the ground, so humiliated that they wanted to bite their lips.

Lin Bei's plain words were giving them an order.

From then on, even if their company went bankrupt, they did not dare to put the Anjia Group and Ningjia Group controlled by Lin Bei in danger.

Really stealing chicken without losing rice.

Lin Bei could see everyone's annoyance and remorse.Regarding this, Lin Bei just sneered. He believed that after today's incident got out, no family or force on Hong Kong Island would dare to make plans for the An family and the Ning family.

"It's time to find an agent for these syndicates on Hong Kong Island for me."

Turning his head, Lin Bei looked not far away, and said to himself in his heart.

……

Night, pitch black.

In a remote residence of the Ning family, the door was pushed open, and a former steward of the Ning family walked in.

Although Lin Bei drove away the direct descendants of the Ning family and the An family, he did not embarrass the servants of these two families.As long as he wants to stay here and continue working, Lin Bei still accepts it.

In this residence, An Ran was curling up her legs, hiding in the corner of the wall.

The Ning Family Manor is known as the most prosperous area on Hong Kong Island, and the whole manor is full of bustling and noisy people.However, the room An Ran lived in seemed to be isolated from the world, extremely deserted.She didn't even know about such a lively trade fair held by Lin Bei during the day.

After Lin Bei took control of the Ning family and the An family.

All the An's family moved out of Beiyang Manor, and she was left here as Lin Bei's servant.

Although she has only been here for two short days, she has witnessed what is warm and cold in the world.She used to be An Ran's eldest lady, a Hollywood superstar, and an international supermodel in the entire Hong Kong Island community.

But now, after losing the wealth and power of the An family, she realized that she was nothing.All her glory and aura are not her own, but bestowed by her family.

In the past two days, even the servants of the Ning family didn't look at her directly. In their eyes, An Ran was just a down and out princess.

"An Ran, Mr. Lin is calling you."

As soon as the steward of the Ning family came in, he looked down at An Ran arrogantly, and said coldly to her.

Hearing his words, An Ran hugged her knees with both hands, her delicate body trembling slightly.Although she was willing to become Lin Bei's servant, when Lin Bei really called her, she still couldn't help but feel palpitations.

For Lin Bei, apart from this body, what else could attract him?

"Get up!"

Over there, seeing An Ran not moving for a long time, the steward of the Ning family frowned and shouted at her angrily. While cursing, he raised his hand and patted An Ran's slender arms.

"I'll get up, I'll get up, stop hitting..."

An Ran's arms were red from the beating by the steward, and she shed tears from the pain.She stood up, followed the steward obediently, and walked out of the room.

In the main courtyard of the Ning Family Manor, Lin Bei was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and in front of him was the wine from Petus Winery that Ning Shiming had collected for many years.

This wine comes from the most well-known winery in the Pomerol region on the right bank of Bordeaux. It is also the wine used by Queen Elizabeth in the wedding banquet of the United Kingdom. It is the favorite of President Kennedy, the host of the White House.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a light knock on the door.

"Enter."

Lin Bei shook his wine glass, turned his head and looked towards the door.I saw An Ran and the steward of the Ning family walking into the hall one after the other.

"Mr. Lin, I have invited Ms. An Ran here." The steward of the Ning family said respectfully to Lin Bei.

"Yeah." Lin Bei nodded slightly.

He glanced at An Ran casually, and was taken aback for a moment, "Why do you have so many injuries?"

Isn't Lin Bei's eyes the eyes of a mortal? Even though An Ran was wearing clothes, he could still clearly see the injuries on An Ran's body.

Hearing Lin Bei's words, the steward was startled, and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Lin, this is..."

"I didn't ask you." Lin Bei turned his head and said in a cold voice, which immediately made him swallow the words that came to his lips.

"Say, what's going on?" Lin Bei looked at An Ran and asked.

Being watched by Lin Bei, An Ran bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, not daring to speak.

Seeing her like this, Lin Bei frowned, then said with a sneer: "Hehe, in the past, Hong Kong Island's famous Anjia Mingzhu, a Hollywood superstar and an international supermodel, was the goddess and idol in many people's hearts. What kind of situation has he fallen into now? Being bullied, but not even daring to say it, do you think it’s sad or not?”

"I……"

"You don't need to say much," Lin Bei looked at her coldly, "I wanted to entrust you with something, but now it seems that I overestimated you. Now, you can get out."

After waving his hand, Lin Bei turned around, never wanting to pay attention to An Ran again.

"Mr. Lin!"

An Ran burst into tears, ran over quickly, and knelt down in front of Lin Bei, "I said, I said! It was him, he bullied me, he refused to let me go out, and even beat and scolded me."

An Ran pointed at the steward, sat on the ground and wept uncontrollably.

Lin Bei held the red wine glass in one hand, his gaze was cold, he turned his head and glanced at the steward.

The steward was just an ordinary person, how could he bear Lin Bei's gaze, he was so frightened in an instant, knelt down to Lin Bei with a "plop", and kowtowed his head continuously.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, I was wrong!"

"It's because I'm jealous of these naturally rich people that I can't help but want to make trouble! I know that I hate the rich. I have been a servant all my life and have been ordered around. Now I see that An's family is in despair. , just want to satisfy the previous resentment." The steward slapped himself and howled to Lin Bei.

"I asked you to arrange for her to stay, but I didn't ask you to abuse her, let alone beat her." Holding the glass of wine, Lin Bei walked up to the steward and looked down at him coldly, "An Ran is my servant of Lin Bei , did you allow you to bully her? Did you hit her with your left hand, or your right hand?"

"Mr. Lin, spare your life, spare your life!" Hearing Lin Bei's question, the steward screamed in fright and kept kowtowing his head.

"Looks like hands."

Seeing him like this, Lin Bei showed no sympathy at all, sneered, flicked his fingers, and chopped off his hands with the flick of his fingers!

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