"If I really lose control, you'll be the first person I eat alive!" Chen Zhao stared coldly at Mo Han.
Mo Han's heart skipped a beat. He didn't doubt Chen Zhao's determination.
"I don't have any ideas for now, but Dragon Tiger Mountain has many books and many Spell Breakers. We'll find a solution eventually," Zhang Tianyi said. "I told you to stay at Dragon Tiger Mountain long ago. You wouldn't have run into these things."
Chen Zhao glared at him. "If you hadn't yelled for me to stop that day, I would've killed Zhang Ding and none of this would happen."
"We can go to Dragon Tiger Mountain now, right?"
"No," Chen Zhao said seriously. "Zhang Ding isn't dead yet."
Chen Zhao was very stubborn about revenge.
The spell on him could be undone.
But he had to take revenge.
If he didn't take revenge, he wouldn't be able to live.
…
"President Zhang, this is the contract for Big River Group. Please take a look."
The secretary stood beside Zhang Ding and handed him a document.
To be honest, even after working for Zhang Ding for three years, she still couldn't believe that he was already eighty.
Apart from his white hair, he didn't look like an eighty-year-old man at all.
He looked to be in his thirties at most.
If he was really more than eighty years old, how powerful must his plastic surgery skills be to be able to reach this stage?
But now, the company was so large. It had a production line with a few thousand people and a market value of over a billion.
Zhang Ding was also a famous figure in the city.
So the secretary was also very respectful of him.
The secretary had seen with her own eyes that Zhang Ding could scare a big boss into kneeling on the ground with just a glare.
The secretary had never seen something like that before.
This made her even more respectful of Zhang Ding.
Zhang Ding scanned it a few times, then nodded and signed his name.
"What's my schedule for the next few days?"
"Tomorrow night, you have a dinner with President Zhang. The day after tomorrow, you have to attend Boss Chen's ribbon-cutting ceremony …" The secretary explained the schedule in detail.
"Okay, it's getting late. You can leave now and come pick me up tomorrow."
Just then, Zhang Ding's phone rang.
"Hello, it's Zhang Ding."
"Master, something happened. Someone broke into Mao Mountain and injured many people. Even the Yao-Sealing Tower was destroyed!"
"What!?" Zhang Ding jumped up from his chair, "What happened?"
"That person said he's looking for you … It seems like he's your enemy …"
Before the disciple could finish, the phone was hung up.
"Hey, hey … Mystic One?"
Zhang Ding listened to the busy tone and called back.
But at that moment, it showed that the other party had turned off his phone.
Zhang Ding's face was solemn. "Xiao Qi, book me a ticket to Jurong, Jiangsu."
"Oh, when was it?"
"Now, the sooner the better."
"Okay, I'll go and make a reservation right now … Then tomorrow's dinner with President Zhang."
"I have to change my schedule for the next few days. I don't have time … Also, take me to the airport."
"Boss, don't you need to pack anything?"
"No need."
"Do you need me to accompany you to Jurong City?"
"No need, I have a private matter to deal with."
"Yes, Boss."
Secretary Qi had worked for Zhang Ding for a few years and knew that his boss didn't know how to drive.
Thus, most of the time, she acted as Zhang Ding's driver.
The two walked out of the office and were about to take the elevator.
Two people came out of the elevator.
Secretary Qi looked at the two unfamiliar faces in front of him.
But when Zhang Ding saw them, his expression changed drastically.
"Who are you?" Secretary Qi yelled. "This is a private company and it's already time to get off work."
Chen Zhao glanced at Secretary Qi and then ignored her.
Then Secretary Qi saw the person behind Chen Zhao take off his hood.
Under the hood was a slightly frightening face, with a few shocking bloodstains on it.
When Zhang Ding saw Mo Han's face, his heart skipped a beat.
"Mo Han … You …"
"Zhang Ding, this is all your fault."
Secretary Qi didn't know what was going on.
The two seemed to be his boss's old friends.
"Boss …"
Chen Zhao smiled. "Miss, it's time to get off work."
However, at this time, Secretary Qi raised his phone high.
"I've already called LL0. You better leave, or else you won't be able to escape when the police come."
"Xiao Qi, that's enough. Go back first," Zhang Ding said.
"Boss, don't be afraid of them. I've learned kickboxing for a few years."
Bang!
Just then, Chen Zhao slammed his fist into the wall beside the elevator.
The wall was like tofu. Chen Zhao's fist punched a hole in it.
"Little girl, go back and take a nap. Then practice kickboxing. If you stay here, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take one punch."
Secretary Qi's face paled. At the end of the day, she was still a girl.
What she'd said before was just to bolster her courage.
But now, Mo Han couldn't wait for Secretary Qi to leave.
He couldn't wait to attack Zhang Ding.
If the person he hated the most in the world wasn't Chen Zhao, it was Zhang Ding.
Because of Zhang Ding, he'd fallen into Chen Zhao's hands.
Because of Zhang Ding, his future was filled with despair.
Chen Zhao pushed Secretary Qi into the elevator, blocking her view. At the same time, he pressed the button for the garage for her.
But Mo Han and Zhang Ding didn't care anymore.
Suddenly, Zhang Ding was smashed into the elevator. The metal plate of the elevator caved in.
Zhang Ding roared and slammed his palm outwards, sending Mo Han flying. At the same time, his left hand made a grabbing motion and the elevator door closed. The elevator descended at high speed.
Secretary Qi was scared out of her wits. She curled up in a corner.
Zhang Ding had become a stranger in Secretary Qi's eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Ding's entire being exuded an unapproachable pressure.
In a few seconds, the elevator door opened again.
Just now, the speed of the elevator's descent was several times faster than normal.
Zhang Ding looked back at Secretary Qi. "Leave. Those two won't make things difficult for you."
"Ha …"
Zhang Ding suddenly realized that Chen Zhao and Mo Han were already waiting for him downstairs.
But why was Mo Han kneeling on the ground and vomiting?
"I didn't expect Zhang Daojun to be so gentlemanly." Chen Zhao put his hands in his pockets and looked at Zhang Ding.
At the same time, he kicked Mo Han. "Get up and get to work. Didn't you want to settle the score with Zhang Daojun?"
"Mo Han, we've known each other for decades. Were you threatened by him? If we work together, he won't be able to take advantage of us. " Zhang Ding saw that the situation was troublesome. Chen Zhao definitely couldn't beat him, so he could only turn to Mo Han.
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