Yang Meng suddenly took a step forward and appeared in front of Qian Xuejin like a ghost, his speed was staggering.
Qian Xuejin felt a sense of suffocation coming over him instantly, and then, a pair of iron-like hands tightened around his neck, lifting him off the ground with ease.
"Old man, do you really think that I don't know that you told Ling Xiao about the whereabouts of Xiao Lianzhu?" Yang Meng's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with an unquestionable tone.
Anger and threats. His eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, as if he could devour Qian Xuejin in the next second.
Qian Xuejin's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and there was a "gurgling" sound in his throat. He struggled desperately, but found that he could not shake Yang Meng at all. Fear and despair came in like a tide, drowning him.
"There are so many casualties in our Huangquan Bulao Mountain, and you have to bear a large part of the responsibility!" Yang Meng's voice was full of grief, anger and determination, and his words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Qian Xuejin's heart hard. He
In his eyes there was not only anger towards Qian Xuejin, but also deep sorrow for losing his comrades.
"I remind you, I am not begging you, but ordering you." Yang Meng's tone was unquestionable, and he increased the strength of his hands. Qian Xuejin's face became even more ugly, as if he would suffocate to death at any time. "
Within three days, I want to know the whereabouts of Ling Xiao, otherwise, your family will have no chance of surviving."
Speaking of this, Yang Meng's eyes flashed with fierceness, as if he had seen the tragic situation of Qian Xuejin's family and Sitong Trading Company's destruction.
"Including you, Sitong Trading Company, will also disappear from the Demon Suppressing Mansion." These words were like a death sentence, and Qian Xuejin fell completely into the abyss of despair.
The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, and everyone was shocked and speechless by this scene. Qian Xuejin's eyes were full of fear and pleading, but he knew that Yang Meng at this moment was no longer the negotiable one.
The opponent is a real god of death.
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw Qian Xuejin out, then turned around and disappeared.
At this moment, Qian Xuejin felt a powerful force suddenly push him several feet away. His body drew an embarrassing arc in the air, and finally landed heavily on the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust. He coughed violently, his chest
It felt like being crushed by a boulder and the pain was unbearable.
He raised his head and looked in the deserted direction, his eyes filled with complex emotions of reluctance and fear. When the people around him saw this, they all cast sympathetic or gloating glances, and there were comments everywhere, but no one dared to step forward to help him.
The Third Protector Gu Hang also gave Qian Xuejin a cold look, with disdain and warning in his eyes: "I know you think Ling Xiao is not simple, but no matter how strong his background is, can he be stronger than the Soul Clan? Here?
On this continent, who doesn’t know the power of the Soul Clan, and who isn’t afraid of it? Even the Holy Church needs to think twice before it faces the Soul Clan. How dare you provoke the Sitong Trading Company, a mere trading company, so easily?”
There was an unquestionable majesty in Gu Hang's words. His words were as biting as ice, making Qian Xuejin shudder. He gently patted Qian Xuejin's dusty shoulder, and his movement seemed
Gentleness actually contains irresistible power: "Old guy, think about it carefully and don't make mistakes. Sometimes, choice is more important than hard work."
After saying that, Gu Hang's figure disappeared from everyone's sight like a ghost, leaving only Qian Xuejin standing there, staring blankly into the distance, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Seeing this, Qian Xuejin took a deep breath and tried to calm down the turbulence in his heart. He knew that his situation at the moment was extremely difficult. Whether it was the threat of Ling Xiao or the anger of Huangquan Bulao Mountain, he felt unprecedented pressure.
.But he also understands that escaping is not the answer, only facing can find a way out.
After a moment of silence, Qian Xuejin slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, turned and left. His back looked a little stooped, but his steps were extremely firm. He knew that he had to make a decision as soon as possible, whether it was for the sake of his four
The future of the Commercial Bank is still for the safety of yourself and your family.
Soon, what happened in Huangquan Bulao Mountain spread like a whirlwind in the Demon-Suppressing Mansion. People talked a lot, marveling at Ling Xiao's boldness, and at the same time they were shocked by the powerful methods of Huangquan Bulao Mountain. And Ling Xiao
As a result, his name became louder and became a well-known presence in the Demon Suppressing Mansion.
…
Three days later, the morning light first broke, and Zhenmofu City was bathed in a soft and quiet light. The towering tower of the headquarters of Sitong Trading Company stood in the center of the city. Its height seemed to reach the clouds, making it look particularly solemn and mysterious.
At the top of the tower, in an elegantly decorated tea room, a man in white was sitting there leisurely, holding an exquisite porcelain cup in his hand, sipping the fine tea in the cup.
Beside him, a wisp of tea fragrance slowly rose, intertwining with the breeze blowing in from the window, creating an otherworldly atmosphere. This man was Qian Baiyun, the leader of Sitong Trading Company.
He is about thirty years old, with a handsome face, long hair like a waterfall, gently fluttering in the wind, and white clothes that beat the snow, just like an immortal walking out of a painting.
Beside the railing not far from Qian Baiyun, another man stood quietly. His figure was tall and cold. He was Yang Meng, the owner of Huangquan Bulao Mountain.
The sun shines through the clouds and dapples on his body, but it seems unable to dispel the palpitating chill all over his body. Yang Meng's face is cold, his eyes are as sharp as eagles, and he stares at Qian Baiyun with a terrifying killing intent.
It blooms quietly inside the small building, as if even the air is frozen by it.
"Qian Baiyun, you and I have known each other for many years, and you naturally know my temper very well." Yang Meng's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty, "Now, I just want to
Just tell me, are you going to continue to protect Qian Xuejin's family, or will you choose to cooperate with me and tell me Ling Xiao's whereabouts?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Baiyun gently put down the tea cup in his hand, and looked at Yang Meng with gentle but firm eyes.
He shook his head, and his tone was calm but revealed a power that could not be ignored: "Master Yang Shan, our Sitong Trading Company has always taken your words to heart. But you also know that the foundation of our trading firm is credibility and rules.
As long as I can provide you with the exact location of Ling Xiao, it will be deemed that our Sitong Trading Company has fulfilled its promise. In that case, the Qian Xuejin family can let it go, right?"
As he spoke, Qian Baiyun's eyes showed some complicated emotions, including fear of Yang Meng's strength and concern for his subordinates. After all, Qian Xuejin's family was close relatives to him, and could even be considered the same family.