"What are you here again?"

The whites of Jing Tianchi's eyes appeared in blood, and he stared at the masked man.

The sound was horrifying.

He was afraid that the masked man would disagree and slapped him into a meat paste with one palm.

"Mr. Jing, what scared you like this?"

Zhang Shuai opened his eyes and saw the masked man was also stunned: "You are the silver-white masked man who killed Jing Chaoping and Jing Youkang in the news?"

Compared with Jingtianchi, Zhang Shuai was not much afraid.

He had never seen a masked man, but just regarded him as an ordinary murderer.

The masked man did not answer Zhang Shuai's words, but picked up the contract on the table and looked quiet.

Bang bang bang bang!

Hearing the movement of the hall, more than a dozen bodyguards rushed in outside the room.

"Catch him!"

Jing Tianchi's finger masked man shouted loudly, as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

The bodyguard received the order and rushed directly towards the masked man.

The masked man raised his fingers lightly, and a breeze blew out from his fingertips.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

......

Dull sounds one after another.

More than a dozen bodyguards could not even touch the masked man within five meters. They were like they were hit hard and flew backwards, smashed to the ground, vomiting blood.

Click!

Click!

Several of their ribs were broken and they were seriously injured in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Jing Tianchi and Zhang Shuai were frightened, their pupils contracted, and they stared at the masked man with horror in their eyes.

At this time, the masked man had finished reading the contract.

He looked at Zhang Shuai, and a trace of murderous intent emanated from the cold pupils under the silver-white mask.

"What are you...what are you going to do?"

When Zhang Shuai was stared at by this gaze, he was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and was weak all over.

The masked man did not finish speaking, but raised his finger and shook it gently.

puff!

A slender silver needle shot out from the gap between his fingers and penetrated into Zhang Shuai's eyebrows.

A thin blood hole appeared in the middle of his eyebrows.

Zhang Shuai's body trembled for a moment, and then fell to the ground with weak power, motionless.

Fine blood flowed in the middle of the eyebrows, mixed with pink and white brain.

Zhang Shuai, die.

"Murder! Murder again!"

Jing Tianchi screamed in fear, almost scattered.

This masked man is so scary that he kills people with disagreement, without any warning.

This was the case in Jing’s conference room last time.

Now, it's still the case.

Zhang Shuai, who was alive just now, was killed by him!

Jing Tianchi's eyes turned pale and fainted in fear.

The girls were so scared that they hugged each other and shivered their hair.

The masked man looked around the hall on the first floor, as if he was looking for something, followed him to the corner and bounced his finger towards the ground.

Bang!

A piece of floor exploded instantly, and there was a black box inside.

The man in mask took out the box and opened it, and there was a thick stack of information inside.

"The main recipe for the mystery of the years..."

The masked man looked at the information content and then looked at the inner corner of the box.

There is a small bottle as big as a thumb, and the small bottle contains some golden powder.

The man in the mask raised his hand and made a gesture, and a ball of flame fell on the information.

Huhu...

The stack of information burned and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.


Chapter completed!