The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

Ji Lengming's words ended the silence for three seconds.

Three seconds later, restlessness and anxiety began to boil in the night rain where the water met the sky.

The talk of so-called 'people power' failed to cause any waves.

But the bullet that penetrated into Zheng Yiping's leg bone seemed to have hit the nerves of many people present, causing their heads to buzz and almost explode.

Most of the people in Zheng Yiping's camp put away their usual flattering smiles and turned into a look of panic and helplessness.

Just now.

Someone fired.

The bullet hit Zheng Yiping, a man of status and position.

At this moment, the person who fired the shot showed no fear at all, and even made an arrogant and open defense.

There were also some who were confused and wanted to express their dissatisfaction, but were quickly stopped by others.

The deliberately suppressed whispers of discussion were widely heard among this group of senior reporters, unit leaders, office staff, senior directors...

"...Want to call the police? Don't you even look at who is standing behind Ji?"

"That's right! The daughter of the Wen family or the young lady of the Wang family, which one is the easier one to deal with?"

"Fuck! Is this what you're capable of after being pampered by the young ladies?"

"Bullshit! Didn't you notice? Wen and Wang didn't even dare to show their temper in front of Ji. They were almost kneeling down to lick him. Do you dare to say that this person doesn't have other backers?"

"If you are not afraid of death, just threaten him with calling the police. Let's see how long you can keep your job. You might be physically wiped out tomorrow!"

"He dared to shoot Mr. Zheng. Is your life worth more than Mr. Zheng?"

"What should we do now? Mr. Zheng, Mr. Ji, we can't afford to offend either of them!"

"Why don't we just bow our heads and admit our mistakes to the guy named Ji? If we can't afford to offend him, why don't we just leave?"

"Tsk! Do you really think you can stay out of this? Don't forget what was shown on the projection screen in the hotel conference room before. He has all the evidence against us!"

"How come Ji is so powerful? He was able to dig up my old story from three years ago!"

"Just now, Mr. Ji mentioned the 'capital game'. Will the higher-ups... take any action?"

"It's hard to say! There are only a few months left until the congress, and who knows what new regulations will be introduced next!"

"Why don't we wait and see? Right now, it's just the Ji family that has the upper hand. Isn't Boss Zheng a very powerful person? He shouldn't be that serious..."

......

The skill that the elites present have the most is the ability to judge the situation.

They try to please Zheng Yiping only because it is profitable.

Once the situation changes, they are naturally the ones who turn against you the fastest and run away the fastest.

Some people are watching, some are backing down, some are opportunists, and some want to be tougher... In short, there are dozens of people, each with their own ulterior motives.

And now, what they have to face is Ji Lengming, who has an unfathomable background, rarely plays by the rules, does things to the extreme, says things to the extreme, and is crazy, bold and like a madman!

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The wind is blowing and the rain is bitter, the night is gloomy.

Ya Ming International Hotel has become an isolated island in the ocean.

Countless raindrops weave into dense and sparse tears, and on the cement carpet that reflects the cold light, rippling wrinkles appear.

Zheng Yiping was confronting Ji Lengming.

Raindrops meandered down his high nose bridge, and his expensive suit pants continued to seep blood onto the ground.

Due to the sudden drop in temperature and continuous blood loss, the middle-aged man's face turned pale.

He stood half hunched over, and apart from the security personnel, there was no one around him willing to support him.

The crowds were huge.

Drifting on their own.

Heated discussions broke out one after another.

Yet, he is being abandoned.

I don’t know if it’s Zheng Yiping’s illusion.

In addition to the pain in his leg bones, his scalp, which had been scratched and burned by Wen Wan's bullet, also began to ache slightly.

But the wound on the head has healed long ago, hasn’t it?

Apart from the ugly scar, he looks the same as before, isn't he?

But why was that damned, vague pain still tormenting him and making him restless? !

An astonishing resentment spread from the middle-aged man's body.

Resentment, hatred, anger, cruelty, brutality...

A huge malice, carrying a terrible toxin, spread from the sticky sea of ​​the heart to the tough body, dyeing the pair of sharp eyes red like a flowing blood pestle.

He turned around suddenly, his cold and vicious eyes fixed on his supporters who were still talking loudly.

Then, regardless of the pain in his body, he violently pulled the person closest to him and grabbed the other's slightly long hair with one hand.

With the other hand, he directly tore the man's mouth, and his sharp nails pierced into the man's cheek, leaving bloody marks.

"Do you think I'm going to lose?"

"You think I'm done, don't you?"

"I gave you so much money, and now that things are going wrong, you want to run away?"

"You're a bunch of fucking bastards!"

The middle-aged man ignored the man's struggle and pleas for mercy, and even ignored the blood foam on his hands, and continued to cruelly tear the man's mouth.

"Ha! I tell you! Tell you, you bastards!"

"You dare to run, you dare to rebel. Even if I am useless, I can still kill you. It is easier than crushing an ant!"

He vented his anger.

The rising anger formed a heat wave, and every breath was like a spit of burning magma.

After Zheng Yiping finished cursing, he threw the person he had just tortured to the ground as if he was throwing away garbage.

Then his ferocious eyes grabbed Ji Lengming violently.

“In primitive society, the greatest asset of the rich is tools!”

"In an agricultural society, the rich man's greatest asset is land!"

“And in industrial society, the rich’s greatest asset is the poor!”

"Ji Lengming!"

"Do you think you can change the result by spouting some specious arguments about the people?!"

"Money is in my hands, I am the sky!"

"Do you think that just by standing up for the people of Tuanjie Village and that lousy investigative reporter, you can help these lowly poor people turn their lives around?"

"I tell you, as long as I am here, as long as I live, they are no longer human beings, but only my assets!"

"Didn't you say I can't play the game of capital?"

"I will show you now how the people you mentioned are being trampled under my money!"

"I want you to see with your own eyes how these poor bastards will never be able to turn their lives around!"

Ji Lengming stood on the edge of the rooftop, as if he was at the mouth of a towering cliff.

There was a huge, deep and hollow shadow under his feet.

Most of the body was immersed in the colorful neon lights of the city.

A frosty cold wind blew.

The rampant water mist instantly enveloped his thin figure with excellent bones, making the young man with good appearance look like a banished immortal flying into the sky in the turbulent water.

Faced with Zheng Yiping's angry words, the cold young man was not panicked at all.

He had predicted Zheng Yiping's reaction.

The current situation is still not beyond his control.

He could probably predict what would happen next.

Therefore, he was the only one who was at ease at the scene.

Ji Lengming did not respond to Zheng Yiping immediately.

Instead, he looked up at the sky.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he ignored everyone's gaze, walked to his backpack and took out a gray coat.

"Wang Sisi, have your people take the coat and put it on reporter Bao, then send him to the hospital."

Ji Lengming glanced at Zheng Yiping, who was gritting his teeth, out of the corner of his eye.

"That person has refused to apologize for the time being, but reporter Bao cannot delay treatment because of a belated apology."

Wang Sisi took the man's coat, confusion, astonishment, conflict, hesitation... and other emotions flashed across her beautiful face one by one.

She has known this person for some time and they have worked together before.

But it seemed that it was not until tonight that she suddenly realized that she had never known this person before.

Ji Lengming looked at the woman in a daze and thought she had extra worries.

He frowned and explained: "Don't worry, no one will dare to stop us this time."

After saying that, he shook the weapon in his hand.

The meaning is very clear, anyone who dares to stop us can be shot.

Just like what I did to Zheng Yiping as a demonstration just now.

"Also, the wind on the rooftop is strong and the rain is going to get heavier. You can go downstairs and rest..."

Ji Lengming's words were interrupted fiercely by Wang Sisi.

"I do not go!"

She wiped the rain off her face, and her pretty face, which had originally been full of charm, became much more serious.

"You have no right to let me go!"

"This hotel is my family's property. I am a businessman. I need to find out about all the damaged facilities and ask you to compensate for them!"

Ji Leng knew that the other party had good intentions.

He quickly calculated in his mind the pros and cons of Wang Sisi staying here.

After realizing that the benefits of her staying outweighed the disadvantages, he stopped trying to stop her.

"Fine!"

These two words made Wang Sisi's eyes flash.

She thought the other party had seen through her good intentions, was deeply moved, and was willing to compromise.

And Ji Lengming's next words -

"You don't have to leave, but please don't get in the way!"

The voice was cold and the expression was indifferent.

Wang Sisi seemed to hear the sound of a broken heart.

The man didn't pay any attention to her at all, even though they were so close to each other.

Ji Lengming's gaze passed through Wang Sisi and fixed on Zheng Yiping.

In his eyes, the beautiful woman next to him seemed not even as good as a background.

The plain, yet extremely powerful aura grew rampantly on Ji Lengming.

Although he was standing under the continuous heavy rain, he seemed to be burning with an unquenchable flame all over his body.

His bright eyes looked over, with a sharp insight that seemed to see through everything.

"Zheng Yiping, now you can start your performance!"