A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"Mr. Zheng Qian, you are back."

As soon as Zheng Qian came back, he found Jianren.

At this time, Jianren just summoned a few high-level officials to discuss about the veteran.

However, seeing Zheng Qian entering the door with a gloomy face, Jianren's smile became a little rigid.

"Immediately summon the decision-makers and legal representatives of the Propaganda Group in my name. Within two hours, I will have a meeting with them."

"this……"

What more Jianren wanted to say, but seeing Zheng Qian's terrifying expression, he didn't dare to say it again.

Zheng Qian was obviously angry.

After entering the conference room, the temperature of the entire room seemed to drop below freezing, which made people shudder.

"Like... what if they don't come?"

Jianren asked cautiously: "I called them once before. They ignored us and just sent a representative to listen to their opinions."

Zheng Qian turned his eyes and fixed Jianren: "If you don't come, just say what I said, and I will kill every member of the promotion group.

Remember, from cleaning Aunt to the board of directors, everyone! "

This time, Zheng Qian is really releasing murderous aura.

Jianren wanted to say something, but he clearly saw that all the water glasses in front of the officials in the conference room had been frozen.

Not to mention intervening in internal affairs and other issues.

Although I don't know why Zheng Qian is so angry, Jianren knows it with the instinct of a leader.

If you don't do what Zheng Qian said, the consequences will be serious.

"I know, go and summon immediately."

After speaking, Jianren winked at Jianhuo.

Jianhuo immediately understood and rushed out of the meeting room.

And Zheng Qian casually found a place to sit down.

When the surrounding officials saw this, who wouldn't guilty? They thought of getting up and leaving.

But Zheng Qian said coldly: "Sit down, I will show you the way of doing things in Eastern Sichuan."

The officials looked at each other and could only sit back to their original positions in angrily.

Soon, in less than an hour, the members of the Propaganda Business Group arrived.

But even with these ruthless words, the Propaganda Business Group still did not come together, only two representatives and three board members came.

The head is a blond Fatty.

As soon as he entered the door, without consent, he found a place to sit down and pinched his own tendrils with his brows full of arrogance.

"The Lord of the Country summoned us to announce the business group, but I don't know what happened?"

Zheng Qian sat opposite him, glanced at him obliquely, and said nothing.

Jianren cleared his throat and said, "It's not that I summoned you, but this one, Zheng Qian, the second king of Eastern Sichuan, summoned you."

"The dichotomous king?"

Short Fatty made no secret of his arrogant attitude, and glanced at Zheng Qian.

Immediately he snorted and laughed: "Tianshan is a big country, and the internal affairs of the country still need interference from other countries? Are you not afraid of the world?"

Zheng Qian ignored his attitude and said coldly: "I asked all of your decision-makers to come over, why are there only five of you? Is it possible that the physique of the business group is so large that there are only five decision-makers?"

The blonde short Fatty said contemptuously: "We judged it was nothing important, so we only need five of us."

"Really?"

"Yes."

The chunky Eagle Valley man was provoking with his eyes.

Immediately afterwards.

"That's OK, I gave you a chance."

After Zheng Qian said, he raised his hand.

In the conference hall, a gentle breeze blew.

This Fatty's smile has been frozen there forever.

Grumbling.

The fat head fell on the table.

The four people behind the chunky Eagle Valley were all stunned.

In the next second, high-pressure blood in the arterial artery of the neck shot out like a fountain.

Almost everyone was drenched all over.

A panic scream broke out at the scene.

Jianren and Jianhuo, who were mentally prepared for a long time, closed their eyes, shook their heads and sighed helplessly.

The remaining four Eagle Valley people panicked and wanted to escape, but...

"You dare to go and try one!"

Slap the table with a bang.

A sharp palm print was suddenly left on the table.

Zheng Qian's words pronounced the sentence.

The murderous growl hurt everyone's tympanic membrane.

The four Eagle Valley people who wanted to escape suddenly froze in place.

They clearly saw that the four fingers of Zheng Qian's raised hand had already condensed four wind blades.

No one would doubt that as long as they dared to take a half step out of this conference hall, Zheng Qian would kill.

"I killed this Fatty because he had a bad attitude.

And my request is to announce that all the decision-makers of the trade group will gather here within 2 hours.

Now only 53 minutes have passed, and you still have 1 hour and 7 minutes, which is not against my request.

Do you understand what I'm talking about? "

Zheng Qian finished speaking confidently, his stern eyes swept across the four people.

The four of them were shocked and nodded again and again.

"I...we understand!"

"That's good."

Zheng Qian raised the head and threw it at them.

"Remember, my name is Zheng Qian. You only have 1 hour and 7 minutes. No, exactly, 1 hour and 6 minutes."

The killing intent was not concealed.

Zheng Qian's words are as absolute as the death sentence.

After the four Eagle Valley people listened, they immediately rushed out holding the pudgy Eagle Valley people's head like running away.

Zheng Qian calmly raised the tea cup next to him and took a sip of the blood-stained tea, like drinking sweet honey.

Sure enough, the blood of scum is different from ordinary people, and it is exceptionally delicious.

In this way, Zheng Qian and Jian Ren waited quietly.

Until two minutes before the agreed time, there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the door.

It was the sound of leather shoes hitting the floor.

Soon, the door opened, and more than 30 Eagle Valley people rushed into the conference hall in a hurry.

"Come? Sit down."

Zheng Qian cocked Erlang's legs and said coldly.

The bloody conference hall was not cleaned up.

The pudgy Eagle Valley man's blood was half dried just now, and he was slimy.

The corpse was also thrown in the corner like garbage.

A dignified national conference hall now looks like a slaughterhouse.

Where did these businessmen have seen such scenes, and all of them swallowed their mouths with a guilty conscience.

Although reluctant, thinking of the scene where the delegates ran back with their heads just now, they could only sit in the bloody seats.

After everyone was seated, Zheng Qian put down Erlang's legs and said faintly: "You instigated the slander of the veteran, right?"

The man with a spiral beard and cowboy hat wiped off sweat on his forehead and said tremblingly: "We didn't discredit the veteran.

How the people understand it is the freedom of the people, we just..."

"Do you think I am asking you?!"

With another palm, the long table was shot in half by Zheng Qian.

The roar even shattered the glass windows.

Everyone in the Xuanfa Merchant Group was suddenly scared and sweated.

Zheng Qian glanced at them and said coldly: "How did Chujipus die? Have you forgotten?

You capitalists, you have already made money that you can't use up for three lifetimes, and you have to make more. A life is not worth even a copper coin in your eyes, isn't it? "

After that, Zheng Qian got up, walked to the short Fatty's body, and stepped on him.

"From now on, any publications published by all of your companies must be reviewed by the Tianshan government.

Remember, it's all! Those that fail are not allowed to be published.

Don't talk to me about freedom.

The free market is for you, and you have to make a mess for petty profit.

You are cheap! You just like to be fine, right? Then don't blame me for being polite!

From now on, there is no freedom at all!

And announced the tax rate of commercial groups, adjusted from 12% to 40%, if you do not comply, it will be adjusted to 200%! Leaving Tianshan was punished for treason, the world wanted! "

"How can this be?"

Hearing this, the headed spiral Hu man hurriedly got up: "If art and creation are restricted, still..."

"I'm not asking for your opinion!"

Zheng Qian's voice was extremely cold: "Speaking of freedom, I give you freedom: Obey or die, choose yourself.

Let me talk about it first, my perception can cover the entire Rodinia continent, and I also have the ability to fight against the entire country as a single player.

If you dare to defy, just try. "

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