The marble table was smashed into pieces and fell to the ground.
Everyone retreated in fright, but all of this happened too quickly, catching them off guard. Some of them directly fell off their chairs in an extremely sorry state.
Jia Guiren was hit in the foot and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
Li Xiumei and Wang Yanan were sitting beside Wang Teng. Wang Teng used his force to push away all the falling rocks, so they couldn't get hurt.
Even so, they were still shocked and looked at Wang Teng in a daze.
Bao Zeqing and the others were pale. They got up from the ground and looked at Wang Teng in horror. They didn't even bother to clean the dust on their suits.
"Oh my God!"
"Uncle, with our Young Master Wang's strength, why would he need us?"
Chen Ergou rushed over with his men. When he and Old Sun saw this scene outside the door, their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Wang Teng walked to Bao Zeqing and looked at him.
"What right do you have to teach me?"
"Kid, don't be so arrogant. Do you think you are so powerful?" Bao Zeqing swallowed hard and took a step back. He shouted, "Zou Lei!"
A burly young man rushed from the corner and threw a punch at Wang Teng.
"Watch out!"
"Son, watch out!"
Li Xiumei and Wang Yanan's faces suddenly changed and shouted at the same time.
"Humph!"
Wang Teng snorted. He threw a punch out too. Their fists collided directly.
"Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard.
Li Xiumei and Wang Yanan's faces turned pale. They thought that Wang Teng was injured.
But the next moment, the burly young man screamed and flew backward. He hit the wall hard.
His arm was completely twisted.
Bao Zeqing's fat face couldn't help but tremble. Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead.
Wang Teng looked at him and then looked out of the window.
There was a building across the street.
"Is that your company?" Wang Teng asked.
"So what if I am?" Bao Zeqing's legs were a little weak, but he still forced himself to be calm and said.
Wang Teng said without rhyme or reason, "Someone told me that I can't always keep a low profile. When it's time to show my strength, I should show my strength. Otherwise, everyone will step on my head."
"I didn't think so before, but now I think it makes sense!"
After saying that, he gently patted the weapon carrier casket beside him and pulled out a battle sword.
"What are you doing?" Bao Zeqing retreated and shouted in fright.
Wang Teng looked at him expressionlessly.
He came to the floor-to-ceiling window!
All of a sudden, a wave of fiery-red origin power erupted from his body. It was as though he had donned a fiery-red gauze robe that surged through the air.
Chi!
He swung his sword!
Sword light filled the sky!
The window in front of him instantly exploded, and the crimson sword slashed the wall of the opposite building, leaving behind a long and narrow scorched sword mark!
Everyone stared blankly, speechless for a long time!
"Martial … Martial artist!!!"
Bao Zeqing's face was already pale, and he was trembling as he spoke. It took him a long time to spit out those two words.
"How is that possible?"
Jia Guiren stared at Wang Teng in a daze. His mind was filled with the image of Wang Teng's back when he swung his sword. His face was full of disbelief.
How could this playboy be a martial artist??
He really couldn't accept that this "good-for-nothing son" that Wang Shengguo kept talking about was actually a martial artist!
It was too ironic!
If this wasn't enough, then what was?
A warlord?
The company's founding members had the same expression. They couldn't believe the fact that Wang Teng was a martial artist.
This was too ridiculous!
How old was Wang Teng? How could he be a martial artist?
Li Xiumei and Wang Yanan were shocked at first, then an uncontrollable joy surged in their hearts. They knew very well what a martial artist represented.
Now, as long as Wang Teng was around, their family's company wouldn't fall!
Any malicious act of seizing a martial artist's property could be suppressed by a martial artist with their strength. They could even take the other party to court. Victory would definitely belong to the martial artist.
As long as there was a sufficient reason, a martial artist could even kill!
Kill first and report later!
This was the status of a martial artist!
A martial artist — transcendental!
…
"Look at that sword mark. If you play any tricks again, it won't be on your building next time, but on your body!"
"I don't know if you can withstand my sword!"
Wang Teng looked at Bao Zeqing and said lightly.
Then, he looked around. His gaze paused on Jia Guiren before looking at the others. However, no one dared to look at him.
"I don't care what you're thinking. Before my dad comes back, stay here obediently. When he comes back, you can leave if you want. You can follow whoever you want. I won't stop you!"
The entire conference room was silent. Those who had wavered were now regretting it.
They were talking about a martial artist.
With a martial artist in the Wang family, there was no need to worry about the company not growing. When that time came, as the founding members of the company, their wealth would definitely skyrocket.
But now …
When Wang Shengguo came back, there would probably be a big purge.
Anyone who added insult to injury, or even those who were not resolute in their thinking, would not be allowed to stay.
No matter how good their future was, it would have nothing to do with them!
How many billions would they lose? Their hearts … hurt!
Most importantly, they didn't dare to act rashly now. Otherwise, they would face the revenge of a martial artist. Their ending would be worse than Wang Shengguo's purge when he came back.
Jia Guiren's face turned green.
If there was anyone who offended the Wang family the most, it would definitely be him.
Bao Zeqing promised him 10% of the shares. That was why he agreed to take over Xingteng and let the stock market fall so that he could annex it.
Now, it was all for nothing!
The shares of the new company were gone. His status in Xingteng was also at its end. Soon, he would be purged by Wang Shengguo and even take revenge. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive in Donghai anymore.
…
Wang Teng didn't care about these people who had different thoughts. He called Li Xiumei outside and asked, "Mom, what happened to my dad?"
"Your dad went to the neighboring province to discuss a project a few days ago. Because of the benefits, the negotiation didn't go well. In the end, the other party didn't follow the rules and joined forces with the local tyrants to detain him. They won't let him go unless he signs the contract," Li Xiumei explained with a worried face.
Since Wang Teng exploded with the strength of a martial artist, she no longer treated Wang Teng as a child.
"Grandpa has already sent people to discuss, but there's no result yet," Wang Yanan said.
"What project? Why is my dad so stupid? Can't he just agree with them? At most, he'll lose some money. It's more important than his life, "Wang Teng frowned.
"It's not that simple. There's something wrong with that project. The implications are huge. They want to use your dad as a scapegoat." Li Xiumei seemed to know something, but she wasn't sure about the details.
"Huh?" Wang Teng noticed something strange. Could it be that those people took action? But didn't they only take action against the Wang family when he was in university in his previous life?
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