City A, 51st floor of Renchang Group Building, Zhang Zhiren's office.
The morning sun shone through the French window behind him. Zhang Zhiren, who had been sitting in the office for a night, did not seem to feel the warmth of the morning sun. His tall body was hunched and even trembled.
There was a newspaper and a document on the desk in front of him. His hands were trembling, and his fingers were bent like chicken claws. He grabbed the newspaper tightly, as if he wanted to tear it into pieces.
With a rustling sound, he had already dug a few holes in the newspaper.
The headline on the newspaper looked shocking, strange, and somewhat dark. The headline of the first edition was-The ceiling of the bedroom collapsed, and the director and his wife were killed.
The sub-title was,"The culprit is suspected to be a tofu dregs project."
The content looked like an April Fool's joke. It was said that Wang Taohua and his wife were killed in their sleep by the collapsed ceiling in their bedroom at around three o'clock in the morning.
Also on the first page, there was another piece of news that was equally unbelievable--
The sub-title was: Experts confirm that no infectious heart attack has been discovered.
The contents of the news were equally absurd. The president and his wife of the City Court had a sudden heart attack at around four o'clock in the morning and died suddenly in their dreams. The coroner's autopsy proved that the hospital director and his wife died from overwork.
It was these two pieces of news that made Zhang Zhiren feel that he had made a stupid mistake.
Zhang Dafu and the others who were sent to capture Zhang Jie and Qin Feng last night had been completely annihilated. The top assassins of the Chinese organization who had personally rushed over from Great Britain had also died. What was even more terrifying was that the other party launched a crazy revenge that night, assassinating his two daughters and son-in-law without leaving a trace.
How did Zhang Zhiren know about these things? The reason was simple. One of the two targets he wanted to kill last night, the youth called Qin Feng, was currently in his office.
Zhang Zhiren didn't know how Qin Feng entered the office. He had been waiting for news from Dafu Zhang in his office for the whole night. When the sun shone into the office, he did not receive any news from Dafu Zhang. Instead, he received this young man who appeared like a ghost.
The office door was locked from the inside. Other than two one-foot-square ventilation holes, there was no gap for people to crawl in. This young man obviously didn't come in through the door or window. The only way in was the lounge on the left side of his office.
There was a large window in the lounge that could be opened. However, the window faced the street, and the side of the building facing the street was full of smooth floor-to-ceiling glass. There was no place to climb. Above this floor, there were eight more floors. It was also very difficult to get down from the rooftop.
Could it be that this young man had the ability to leap over roofs and walk on walls?
The young man gave him two things. One was today's morning newspaper, and the other was a property and share transfer agreement. The young man's own identity and the news in the morning newspaper completely crushed Zhang Zhiren's spirit.
Qin Feng was sitting on the sofa opposite Zhang Zhiren's desk. He was wearing a new set of clothes that he had bought from a stall this morning. He was wearing a pair of white gloves and holding a newspaper. He couldn't help but chuckle as he read.
Qin Feng's face was covered with more than ten band-aids, and his forehead was covered with an anti-inflammatory gauze. Last night, his injuries weren't light. However, after sitting on the Meteoric Jade and meditating for the whole night, not only had his injuries healed, but his power had also recovered. However, the wounds on his body and face had yet to completely heal.
Qin Feng naturally knew the cause of death of the city police chief and his wife. It was true that the entire ceiling had collapsed, but it had nothing to do with the builders. The one who had controlled the ceiling to collapse was Song Huizhi, who had the ability to control gravity.
It was true that the president and his wife died of a heart attack, but it was caused by Ouyang Jing. In addition to the ability to control the vacuum blade and create bombs in the berserk state, the Wind God Ouyang Jing also had the ability to control the human body. With her brilliant medical skills, it was really easy to create the illusion of death from a heart attack.
Nan Chenxing's main task was to help Song Huizhi and Ouyang Jing remove the traces at the scene. Nan Chenxing had been a constable for more than 300 years, and now he was the leader of the anti-triad team. Whether it was in terms of reconnaissance or anti-reconnaissance, he was definitely one of the best in the world.
" Chairman Zhang," Qin Feng gently put down the newspaper and smiled at Zhang Zhiren." I hired someone to make this transfer agreement. There are no legal issues. As long as you sign it, the agreement will take effect."”
The agreement in front of Zhang Zhiren was something Qin Feng had asked Nan Chenxing to help him make. Nan Chenxing's power was beyond Qin Feng's expectations. She actually managed to get a well-known person in City A's legal field to settle such an agreement without any legal loopholes within an hour.
This agreement could also be regarded as a will. The content was very simple. It stated that after Zhang Zhiren's death, all his private property would automatically be transferred to Zhang Jie. The 65% shares of Renchang Group controlled by Zhang Zhiren were also transferred to Zhang Jie.
Originally, an agreement like this would only take effect if it was signed under the witness of a notary. But it didn't matter. Zhang Zhiren would die soon. As long as he died, wouldn't it be easy to find a lawyer to be a notary? Nan Chenxing had already arranged all the finishing touches and was just waiting for Zhang Zhiren to sign.
Through this incident, Qin Feng's understanding of Nan Chenxing deepened.
Qin Feng was completely unaware of her potential. From the fact that she had spent 500 to 600 thousand yuan just to go shopping, as well as the means and connections she had used to deal with the annexation of the Zhang family's business, this beautiful police officer who had lived for many years was not only rich, but also had a powerful hidden force that Qin Feng did not know about.
The greatest achievement of a man was to conquer a beauty who had conquered the world. The shameless Qin Feng had already made Nan Chenxing one of his goals. Although the two of them did not match in age, wasn't there an old saying? The difference in height was not a problem, and age was not a problem…Everything was for the sake of a beautiful woman, so what was there to be afraid of?
Zhang Zhiren took a deep breath.
At this moment, he understood that the situation was truly hopeless. The most effective way to eliminate hatred was to eliminate all the people who might hate him from the spirit to the body. On this point, he understood that Qin Feng had done better than him.
So what if he was rich? So what if he was powerful? His life was already in the hands of others, and money and power were useless.
Regret! Hatred! Why did he provoke Qin Feng? Why did he provoke this fiend? All the children of the Zhang family had died in his hands. Now, even the Zhang family's businesses were under his control!
"No, I will never sign it. Even if I die, I will not let you get what you want!”Zhang Zhiren roared in his heart. He gritted his teeth and his face was extremely ferocious.
As if he had seen through his thoughts, Qin Feng smiled and said,""Mr. Stanley, I won't force you if you don't sign it. Nowadays, it was not difficult to find an expert in imitating handwriting. However, if you don't cooperate, I'll be very unhappy. I'm sure you've already guessed that I'll kill you after you sign. However, I must remind you that I can make you die instantly without any pain. I can also make you unable to speak, hear, see, or smell. After you have tasted all the pain that can happen to a human body without moving, you will slowly die. This process will be very long. With my current ability, I can let you try it for seven days.”
"Hmph, I'm already an old man, what's there to be afraid of?”Zhang Zhiren roared.
"It seems that you still don't trust me. " Then there's no other way…" As he said that, Qin Feng's expression suddenly changed. The Asura Demon Eyes suddenly activated, and he cast his gaze into Zhang Zhiren's deathly gray eyes.
Zhang Zhiren and Qin Feng's eyes met, and his body immediately trembled violently. His soul seemed to have been sucked into the pair of demonic eyes. He felt that he had arrived in a desert that was frozen and covered in blood.
He stepped on knee-deep blood, which was as thick as lava. Countless skeletons floated on it.
His nose and mouth were filled with a foul stench that made him want to vomit. The stench seemed to want to drill into every pore of his body, stabbing into his insides and tormenting all his nerves.
He tried his best to block his nose. He even controlled himself not to breathe, but it was useless. The stench was everywhere!
Suddenly, he felt a strange itch from the bottom of his feet. That itch seemed to come from the depths of his soul and instantly spread throughout his entire body.
It was as if countless ants were gnawing at his nerves. It was so itchy that he screamed and wanted to peel off all the skin on his body. Later on, the itch began to be mixed with waves of indescribable pain. The pain was like countless needles pricking his most sensitive nerve endings. It was also like countless knives cutting his heart, gouging out his brain, and stirring his soul. He was about to die, but he could not die. He just kept feeling it clearly.
He was in pain, he was screaming, his voice was hoarse, and his soul was trembling. He wanted to faint, but his mind was extremely clear. He even wanted to die immediately, but his vitality was as tenacious as a cockroach. This was even more terrifying than death. Death could free him, but he could not free himself from the endless pain.
It was like ice freezing, like fire burning, like eating hundreds of the world's spiciest chilies, like chewing the world's most numbing pepper, like salt being smeared on his wound, like his bones and muscles being pulled out... Endless pain tortured him. He could not live, he could not die.
Qin Feng coldly looked at Zhang Zhiren, who was foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolled back, his body trembling, and his throat letting out crisp sounds. Just now, he had used Asura Demon Eyes to inject a spiritual force that tortured people mentally into Zhang Zhiren's consciousness, creating an illusion that Zhang Zhiren was suffering from endless torture mentally.
Mental torture was more terrible than physical torture. Although Zhang Zhiren had been a soldier and had been in business for many years, his spirit was incomparably tough. However, he had suffered a series of blows in the past day and night, and his mind was on the verge of collapse. Naturally, he could not withstand the mental power of Qin Feng's Asura Demon Eye.
Not long after, Zhang Zhiren was trembling violently, and he was incontinent. The office was suddenly filled with a stench.
At this time, the spiritual force that Qin Feng had put into Zhang Zhiren's consciousness had also reached the time of failure. Zhang Zhiren woke up. When he saw Qin Feng's evil smile, he suddenly grabbed the pen. His hands trembled violently as he signed his name on the agreement and pressed his fingerprint and signature.
As he signed, he shouted hoarsely,"Let me die! Let me die!"
Qin Feng saw that Zhang Zhiren had completed the procedure and received the agreement. He smiled and said,""As you wish." With a flick of his finger, a finger force entered Zhang Zhiren's chest.
This time, Qin Feng's Finger of Startling Silence didn't open a bloody hole in Zhang Zhiren's heart. Instead, it sneaked in from his chest and sneaked into his heart meridian, breaking it.
Zhang Zhiren collapsed weakly on the boss's chair. His limbs were spread out, and his head was looking at the ceiling. A trace of blood slowly seeped out of the corner of his mouth.
Even the world's best forensic doctor, with the help of the world's most advanced equipment, could only find out that he had died of a heart attack.
Together with the report on the desk that Zhang Zhiren had dug out a few holes and reported the two pieces of news full of black humor, Zhang Zhiren's death was reasonable.
Qin Feng entered the lounge on the left side of the office and jumped out of the window. After the window popped up, he tapped the open window with the tip of his left foot, and the window closed automatically. With the force of this tap, he soared into the sky like a big bird and landed on the railing of the rooftop.
Jumping down from the railing, Qin Feng stuffed the agreement into his pocket. He took off his gloves and crumpled them into a ball. He rubbed his hands gently, and the gloves turned into the finest powder that scattered in the wind...
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