Just a second, not even a second.

Zheng Yiping completely tore off his elegant and easy-going pretense.

His eyes widened, he stepped forward, grabbed the manor's clothes at an extremely fast speed, and then gave him a loud slap with all his strength.

"Say! Who sent you here!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you on the spot!"

The waiter was so frightened that he had no sense of resistance.

His ears were buzzing from the beating, and the world was spinning before his eyes. The burning pain on his face made him feel scared, and the wet rusty taste in his mouth made him suddenly remember what had just happened.

He wanted to defend himself, but his numb tongue made it impossible for him to lick his lips.

And at the next moment, the ground suddenly shook.

At the same time, bursts of sonorous and powerful footsteps came from far and near.

Zheng Yiping and his companions looked around and saw two running teams passing through the round arch about 2 meters wide.

They were well-trained and armed, about twenty of them, surrounding them, tightly trapping the celebrities in the center of the field.

Along with the heavily armed security personnel, there was also a woman.

The visitor's skirt was flowing, and she was dressed in silver, which looked like a hint of skylight between dawn and dusk, which was almost dark but not yet bright.

"Let the man go!"

Wen Wan glanced at the beaten waiter, whose nose and face were bruised, and her eyes immediately fixed on Zheng Yiping.

Seeing Wen Wan, the blood in Zheng Yiping's body almost surged, and every part of his body was agitated and burning.

The healed gunshot wound on the top of the head somehow began to tear and burn again. The pain went straight to the nerves and pulled at the entire scalp. It was so sore that one wanted to tear the entire scalp off.

"Gentle!"

A simple name, but it seemed to be shouted out while biting the flesh of the cheek.

"It's been such a long time no see!"

Wen Wan sneered: "Do you think I want to see you?"

"I say it again, let him go!"

Zheng Yiping's expression turned sinister and sinister.

His eyes were red, and he pushed the service staff away in a very cooperative manner.

"Miss Wen is here, and Zheng deserves to give you this face!"

Wait until he lets go of the service staff and waits for the other party to stagger towards Wen Wan.

Zheng Yiping suddenly became angry.

Before everyone could recover, they quickly grabbed a sharp meat-cutting knife, raised their hands, and saw that the knife head was about to sink into the body of the service staff.

Almost at the same time, there was a slight sound of breaking wind.

A rubber bullet bounced out and hit Zheng Yiping's arm holding the knife.

Severe pain entered his face and spread quickly. His arm went limp, and the knife in his palm fell with his violent breathing.

The sudden change made everyone present panic.

First, human tissue was dumped out of the box, and then a tight security team surrounded him. Then Boss Zheng maliciously injured people, and finally saw someone shooting with his own eyes.

Although most of them have a certain social status, they have never encountered such a barbaric and violent situation.

Just like well-tamed civilized people, they suddenly fell into the age of warlords. Faced with primitive natural selection, they were at a loss and felt stressed.

"Zheng Yiping! Don't try to challenge my patience!"

"You can't bear my mercy!"

Wen Wan's eyes are sharp and murderous, and her sharp female voice is full of overwhelming desire to destroy.

Zheng Yiping laughed crazily. His arm was obviously hit by a rubber bullet and he lost consciousness, but he still clenched his fist hard under the control of his strong willpower.

"Miss Wen came uninvited and gave me such a big gift," he suddenly raised his voice, "Do you really think I'm dead?"

Her gentle eyes passed over him, like a tiny speck of dust passing by.

"It's important for people to know themselves. How long do you think you can live?"

After saying that, he smiled contemptuously.

She clapped her hands and shouted: "Old Zhao, drag everyone in one by one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, General Manager Zhao and eight or nine people pushed the cart into the garden.

As Mr. Zhao and his party approached, many people also saw the contents of the two-wheeled cart that was originally used to carry goods.

The carts were all carrying people, nearly twenty people in total, stacked in straight strips, comparable to corpses about to be sent to the incinerator. The visual effect was chilling.

Some of their fingers were wrapped with bloody gauze, and some had their heads wrapped in white gauze. Their chests were rising and falling. They were not dead yet, but they looked like they had been severely tortured.

Everyone finally knows where the human tissue in the metal suitcase came from!

Zheng Yiping was angry before, but he could still control himself.

Now I see the people he sent out being tortured like this, breaking through the defense completely uncontrollably.

He was so angry that he kicked over the chopping board closest to him. Expensive meat, exquisite vegetables, complete seasonings, clean dishes... were scattered all over the floor.

"Wenwan! Don't bully others too much!"

"What you rely on is just the blessing of your Wen family!"

"If you leave the Wen family, I will definitely make you live and die!"

Wen Wan stepped on the crystal bowl that rolled to her legs and smashed it into pieces.

Shouted loudly.

"Who is bullying others too much!"

"Zheng Yiping! If you can't control your dog, I'll do it for you!"

"They had dirty mouths, so I pulled out their teeth for you! Their hands and feet were dirty, so I chopped off their fingers!"

"I will personally return them to you just to slap you in front of everyone!"

"My ancestors were blessed with prosperity and our industrial buildings are stable. Today I am just using my power to bully others. What can you do to me!"

The gentle and independent courtyard remains unmoved.

There were a large number of broken bodies stacked around him, as if he were standing among a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The more Zheng Yiping's arrogance increases, the more powerful she becomes.

If you are domineering and domineering, those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

The entire audience was silent, and they were so humble that they didn't even dare to breathe.

It was also at such a tense and serious time.

A cold male voice whispered, so that the focus of the audience was instantly attracted to the man who spoke.

"Uncle Zheng, you must have offended Miss Wen, please apologize!"

Zhao Kai pushed a wheelchair out of the crowd.

He had a playful smile on his lips and a cynical attitude, as if the tension did not exist. He turned a blind eye to the messy environment around him, as if he was just here to enjoy the scenery.

When Zheng Yiping heard what Zhao Kai said, his face instantly turned pale.

"Xiao Zhao, you..."

Zhao Kai frowned, hating the other party's self-righteous intimacy.

Is he worthy of being called 'Xiao Zhao'?

He looked at Zheng Yiping very displeasedly.

"Uncle Zheng, I call you uncle just to give you face, but it doesn't mean that you are really my uncle!"

"People are different from each other, and things are different from high to low. The master is the master, and the slave is the slave!"

"Do you understand what I'm saying?!"

Zheng Yiping's mind buzzed.

There was a moment of disbelief.

When he met Zhao Kai's eyes, this middle-aged man in his forties actually had a lot of doubts and confusion.

And after being confused.

He began to feel pain, bruises all over his body, the pain was so painful that his skin was torn apart and his body was completely bruised.

If Wen Wan was slapping him on the face before, now, Zhao Hu's words were more like lashing his whole body with a whip soaked in pepper water!

How many years have passed!

ten years? Twenty years?

He had almost forgotten his origins.

He spent all his efforts to climb out of that small county town that was poor and backward and full of cannibalism, thinking that he was leading a prosperous, luxurious and wealthy life.

But he never imagined that one day, the gorgeous dragon robe he was wearing would be forcibly stripped off in such a humiliating way!

He could see the undisguised contempt in Zhao Kai's eyes, which was exactly the same as gentleness.

These young men and women are the same kind.

He thought he had already integrated into that upper-class circle.

But it turns out that in the eyes of others, no matter how successful you are, you are just a lowly slave!

The gap called 'class' is still insurmountable, even if he thought he was already at the top of the mountain!

Zheng Yiping's steps were unsteady and he staggered back two steps.

Zhao Kai's words were too destructive and violent, and in his anger, there was a hint of fishy sweetness in his mouth.

The wind direction changed incredibly quickly.

A soothing dinner party, and all the invitees were celebrities.

Some of them are well-known lawyers, presidents of certain banks, columnists who write financial articles, and economists with dazzling academic qualifications... Despite their diverse identities, they are all dependent on Zheng Yiping for survival. people.

They tried their best to flatter and flatter Boss Zheng, but in the end, he was just a weed under the feet of the real powerful!

The higher you go, the more strict the hierarchy becomes.

For ordinary people, lawyers, bankers, scholars, writers... they have long been transformed into enviable masters.

But in that artificially divided, huge, and historical pyramid, they are just the brightly colored paints used by others to outline the totem of power!

Those who hurt others will always be hurt.

Those who kill will always be killed.

How many people spend their lives pursuing fame and wealth, only to discover on their deathbed that the truth of the world can be summarized in seven words: Those who cannibalize people will always eat them!

Garden orchids are fragrant.

The pavilions, rockeries and fish ponds are so beautiful.

But there are wrecks everywhere.

Even though it is already midsummer, there is still the bitter cold of winter and the wind and frost!

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