The moment Chen Zongheng tapped with his third finger.

On the sofa, his figure...disappeared.

His body was like a shooting star... passing through the air as an afterimage.

The next second, he appeared in front of Wang Jianwei.

Huh~!

Wang Jianwei's pupils shrank suddenly... he had no time to react.

A white and elegant palm turned into a blade, and 'poof.' instantly penetrated his neck and trachea.

The entire scene was filled with deathly silence and shock.

Wang Jianwei, the billionaire super hotel chairman.

At this moment, just like that... someone penetrated my neck with a palm??

this.

simply.

"I told you, you have three seconds left. Why are you still struggling?"

"Isn't it good to die with dignity? If you have to... let me do it... eh."

Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark and he slowly pulled his right hand out from his neck.

He said that Wang Jianwei had three seconds left.

Then, there are only three seconds left.

Not a second more, not a second less.

He originally wanted to give the other person a chance to commit suicide and die with dignity.

But the other party was unwilling to do so.

In this case, then...the God of Death can only take action and send you on your way in person.

Wang Jianwei's entire body turned to stone and froze in place.

His pupils widened in disbelief.

A bloody hole the size of a fist penetrated the entire center of his neck.

The scarlet liquid was continuously overflowing along the blood hole.

Finally, his body slowly fell to the ground.

‘Boom.’ The human head also separated from the body’s neck and slowly rolled down not far away.

Tangtang, the chairman of Marriott Hotels. A shopping mall tycoon worth tens of billions... Just like that, he died.

He died in his own hotel. His head fell to the ground.

Chen Zongheng was alone, standing on the spot with a faint look in his eyes.

He slowly came to the wine cabinet in the hall and opened a bottle of Wuliangye liquor.

Go ahead and pour yourself a glass.

Then, he used the remaining half bottle of white wine to rinse his bloody right palm.

The liquor was strong and quickly washed away the bloody right hand.

He took out a square towel and wiped his palms clean.

Then, he picked up a glass of white wine and took a sip.

Wuliangye, Feitian Moutai, the taste... is very good.

Such an occasion, such a bloody situation.

How could he still drink safely?

Where did he feel?

This is simply.

All the Taiwanese businessmen present felt like their brains were blank.

In vain, they have been in shopping malls at home and abroad for more than ten years, but they have never seen such a horrifying scene.

What's more important is that this is still a young man under thirty years old.

Rising star?

Such a young...a hero?

Such an age.

Such an aura.

Rare in the world.

Not to mention those high-ranking royal families who separated their territories and relied on their family names to stand on their own, it would be difficult to cultivate such descendants.

Even in the capital of Yanjing, those few iron-blooded royal families dare to sit in the court and listen to politics behind the curtain...

There is no guarantee that the descendants of their royal family will be able to compete with their peers?!

All Taiwanese businessmen present were filled with emotions.

Over the years, these businessmen on both sides of the Taiwan Strait have traveled to many places and visited many truly famous families, including century-old families with a long history and a long history.

There is a local royal family with great power and self-proclaimed family name. They support private armies and take control of everything.

certainly.

Standing at the top of the tower are always those few sects, the undefeated royal family who sit in the imperial capital and lie down on half of the country!!!

This is a great and prosperous world with unprecedented prosperity and no shortage of heroes.

And the figure standing in front of me at this moment...is...below the prince of whom, a young and handsome hero?

This is the shocking speculation of all the Taiwanese businessmen present...

Apart from the princes, generals and ministers... what other powerful family can cultivate... such a terrifying young hero?

Chen Zongheng stood on the spot, sipping white wine and looking dimly.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call leisurely.

"Red Cross Fund?"

"I want to donate the equity of a hotel..."

ten minutes later.

Several Red Cross staff vehicles arrived and parked in front of the hotel.

When they saw the bloody corpses outside the hotel door, all the Red Cross staff were trembling with fear and did not even dare to enter the door.

In the end, it was Chen Zongheng who called them in.

Hotel lobby, on the sofa.

Chen Zong crossed his legs and sat calmly.

In front of him was a donation agreement from the Red Cross.

Marriott Hotels, with a market value of 37.5 billion.

At this time, hotel chairman Wang Jianwei passed away.

Then all the equity in his name was donated to the Red Cross fund by Chen Zongheng on behalf of him.

Used for poverty alleviation funds and caring for disabled children.

"Mr. Chen...this contract...needs to obtain the consent of the shareholders and the relevant parties, as well as the consent of all senior management of the hotel... before it can take effect..."

The staff member of the Red Cross Fund said with a trembling voice.

Really, the scene at the scene was too terrifying.

Corpses were everywhere, dripping with blood.

A strange and demonic man said that he wanted to sign a donation agreement.

This scene is extremely weird.

Any normal person standing here would be frightened to the point of trembling.

"The person involved?" Chen Zongheng was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the floor of the hall not far away.

"The person involved is just lying there, no need to ask."

Well, the Red Cross staff looked in the direction he pointed...and then a group of staff turned pale and trembled with fear.

"Don't be afraid, just sign the contract." Chen Zongheng said with a faint look.

"Following the donation process, we also need...the consent of all senior management of the hotel..." the Red Cross staff explained with slight trembling.
To be continued...