Chapter 851 If You Don't Do It, You Won't Die

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Huahai East District, the financial center of China.

There are tall buildings everywhere, and every inch of land is worth a lot of money, showing the powerful side of modern civilization everywhere.

The headquarters of Zhao Group is located in a skyscraper here.

Zhao started with shipping. When China just started its reform and opening up, Zhao started "shipping" with a few fishing boats, and in just a few years, it expanded shipping to the whole of Southeast Asia.

Since then, it has even involved real estate, financial investment and other fields.

In just a few decades, it has become a big crocodile and a veteran economic aristocrat in the Chinese economic circle.

Even some of the top Internet companies in China have more or less the shadow of Zhao Finance behind them.

On the top floor of the skyscraper, an office occupies hundreds of square meters, which is extremely luxurious. Zhao Bo, the second-generation head of Zhao, is wearing a kung fu suit and sitting cross-legged in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the scenery.

Zhao Bo is only in his thirties this year, which is the age of youth and strength, and is determined to make progress.

He took over the Zhao Group from his father, but in just five years, he nearly doubled the total assets of the Zhao Group. This also made him prestigeous, and his words were almost final in the Zhao Group.

Next to Zhao Bo, a thin old man sat cross-legged. He had dark skin and slightly curly hair, and was obviously from Southeast Asia.

His eyes were half closed, as if he was an old monk in meditation.

In front of them was a small-leaf red sandalwood coffee table, on which was a jade box, which was trembling slightly, as if a living creature was sealed in it and trying to break free.

The old man's withered fingers lightly touched the edge of the table, and an invisible wave spread away.

The jade box shook violently.

"Pop!" The jade box exploded, and a red object rushed out of it like lightning. Looking closely, it was discovered that it was a silkworm more than ten centimeters long. Unlike the usual chubby and cute silkworms, it was as crystal clear as blood, and exuded a strong bloody aura.

Its head turned ferociously, its long body bounced, and it flew towards the old man with murderous aura. It was so fast that it looked like a red line.

The old man was calm as usual, and with a pinch, his withered fingers clamped the blood-colored silkworm like an iron clamp. No matter how hard it struggled and screamed, it was always firmly clamped by the old man's fingertips.

Suddenly, the old man opened his mouth and swallowed the blood-colored silkworm. The blood silkworm fell into his stomach along his throat, and before it could struggle, it was crushed by a stream of blood. The pure blood and qi immediately spread to every part of the old man's body like a tide.

Something magical happened.

The old man's withered skin flashed a red, as if a sponge absorbed water, and he became many years younger in a short while. His eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were bright, and his blood and qi were very vigorous.

Zhao Bo, the head of the Zhao Group, had a flash of greed and passion in his eyes, and then he said respectfully with a little excitement: "Congratulations, Master, for swallowing another blood silkworm. You will soon become a first-class immortal on land."

The old man felt the boiling of his blood essence, nodded with satisfaction and said: "The cultivation of blood silkworms must be accelerated. I have a hunch that in three years at the latest, or one year at the fastest, I will break through to S-level."

This old man is the master of magic in Southeast Asia, Wariman. Although he is full of blood now, he is actually over a hundred years old and has been famous for seventy or eighty years.

"Yes, Master." Zhao Bo's attitude is extremely respectful. Cultivating blood silkworms is a magic technique that Wariman found in an ancient Gu technique. It can cultivate blood silkworms to swallow the blood essence of ordinary people and finally transfer it to the magic master.

In this way, the magic master can not only make up for the embarrassment of his own blood essence loss, but also cultivate more and more profoundly, prolonging life, which is wonderful.

At the beginning of their fortune, the Zhao family had contact with Southeast Asian sorcerers. With mutual interests, the two sides have long been inseparable. Zhao Bo was young, but he had already mastered the true teachings of sorcery. In addition, he had abundant resources and practiced very quickly. At a young age, he had already reached the level of a B-level superpower.

However, the Huaxia National Non-Government Bureau has become increasingly powerful in recent years, and its ability to control civilian superpowers has gradually increased, which forced Zhao Bo to hide his identity as a sorcerer.

At this moment, Zhao Bo's phone rang. He answered it for a while and showed a sneer on his face: "Shen Mengting, see if you dare to act cool in front of me again this time. It won't be long before I will make you surrender to me, Zhao Bo."

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Huabang Group.

It is a pearl in the technology industry of Huaxia.

It focuses on research and development and has gathered a large number of domestic electronic technology talents. It also makes its product quality gradually catch up with developed countries in Europe and the United States. Coupled with policy dividends and price advantages, Huabang has torn off a large piece of cake in the global market.

But the current Huabang Group is in an embarrassing change.

The two major shareholders, Wen Ruhan and Williams, have gradually turned from fighting secretly to fighting openly in the fight for the actual control of the company. This has caused a lot of uproar within the group, and people are panicking.

Fortunately, it is not a listed company, so it will not cause a stock price crash and become known to everyone.

Huabang Group Headquarters.

Shen Mengting stepped out of a luxurious Bentley, followed by two men.

One of them, wearing glasses and looking gentle, is Tan Wenzhuo who recently joined the National Non-Government Bureau.

The other one wore a cap and ordinary jeans. He was so quiet that even familiar people could hardly recognize him as the famous Son of Fire, Wang Yan.

"Boss, do we need to do this?" Tan Wenzhuo swallowed his saliva and said nervously, "If you reveal your name and identity, I guarantee that Zhao Bo will not dare to embarrass Mr. Shen again."

Shen Mengting sneered, "Do you think that he offended me and stopped embarrassing me? That Zhao, who dared to plot against me, will pay a heavy price."

Zhao Bo was a cunning old man who used Tan Wenzhuo but did not leave any evidence for himself. Although everyone knew that Tan Wenzhuo was bewitched by Zhao Bo, the law requires evidence and cannot use Tan Wenzhuo's words.

Moreover, the Zhao Group itself is a behemoth with powerful resources and connections. It is almost impossible to bring him down through legal means without evidence.

However, how could Shen Mengting swallow her anger for this secret loss?

Tan Wenzhuo secretly swallowed his saliva. Shen Mengting was really domineering.

But it was what Zhao Bo deserved. He asked Tan Wenzhuo to do something, but when something went wrong, he wiped it out completely, as if he had never known Tan Wenzhuo. Fortunately, he always regarded Zhao Bo as his elder brother.

But no matter what, Tan Wenzhuo was dead this time.

At this moment, several off-road vehicles escorted a Rolls-Royce. Zhao Bo got out of the car surrounded by a large group of bodyguards. Behind him, there was a skinny and inconspicuous old man.

Zhao Bo saw Shen Mengting, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes. He stared at Tan Wenzhuo behind her again.

"Huh?"

Wang Yan's eyes surged slightly. There seemed to be some hidden energy aura on Zhao Bo. If it weren't for Wang Yan's extremely sharp mental power, he might not be able to capture that fleeting aura.

In this case, the skinny and short old man behind him was definitely not an ordinary old man? After careful observation, Wang Yan could faintly feel that the other party's blood was very vigorous, and he didn't look like an old man at all.

It is possible that they are two superpowers, but they both used some means to control their own breath and pretended to be ordinary people. This method is somewhat similar to Wang Yan's breath-retaining technique, or it may be some props and treasures.

"This Zhao Bo and the old man seem to be not simple. Don't tell me you don't know about this at all." Wang Yan said to Shen Mengting calmly.

"It's probably a sorcerer, but does it have anything to do with me, an ordinary citizen?" Shen Mengting said coldly, "This is the work of your Guofei Bureau."

Well, you are really good at pretending to be a commoner.

However, Shen Mengting's breath is also very well hidden. Wang Yan asked casually, and she got the merit of helping the Guofei Bureau and asked for a breath-retaining treasure inside the Guofei Bureau.

As long as she doesn't reveal her breath, even if an S-level strongman comes, it will be difficult to find her powerful breath.

It seems that Shen Mengting wants to follow the common people route to the end.

"Boss Shen, long time no see." Zhao Bo came over with a smile on his face and said, "Boss Shen's style is better than before." He looked at Shen Mengting with uncontrollable passion and greed. It was like a hunter, looking at his prey with burning eyes.

For a moment, Wang Yan mentioned Zhao Bo with some sadness. Why did you provoke Shen Mengting? If Zhao Bo found out that the prey he was aiming at was actually a terrifying ancient Tyrannosaurus, I don't know if he would be able to laugh again.

However, Wang Yan admired him. He had clearly carried out a lot of dirty and despicable activities against the Shen Group, but he could still pretend that nothing had happened. Even Wang Yan was ashamed of his shamelessness.

Shen Mengting sneered: "Mr. Zhao, smile more, because you may not be able to laugh next."

"Haha, what are you talking about, Mr. Shen?" Zhao Bo smiled indifferently, and then glanced at Tan Wenzhuo, "But you are really good, you can win over this useless boy."

In his opinion, the failure of the Tan Wenzhuo incident was that Shen Mengting personally appeased and won over Tan Wenzhuo. This greedy boy probably coveted Shen Mengting's peerless beauty.

"Zhao Bo!" Tan Wenzhuo was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had never seen such a despicable guy in his life.

After ridiculing Tan Wenzhuo, Zhao Bo ignored him. Instead, he stared at Shen Mengting, with a slightly serious expression: "Mr. Shen, my patience is limited, I will give you another chance. As long as you are willing to be my woman, I will forgive everything."

What a domineering CEO temperament, it came naturally.

Unfortunately, he didn't know at all that this kick hit a piece of iron plate with thorns.

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