Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

After saying that, Lin Hanxing left the venue with Lei Xiao without looking back, leaving behind an explosion of noise...

At this time, Long Qingru, who was in the Pu family in the capital, was trembling like chaff, not daring to breathe, just staring at the TV. As for Pu Weishi, who was sitting next to her, blood was dripping down his rough fingers. Fall to the floor.

"Lin Xiaojiu, X Group..."

Pu Weishi sneered, but he really underestimated his opponent.

I didn't expect that she could be so capable at such a young age.

"Wei Shi, what should we do?"

Ever since Gou Shou and the others lost his wife and soldiers and made wedding clothes for Lin Xiaojiu, she had been able to feel the pressure from all directions, calling Long Qing as much as grass and trees.

If the things she had done were exposed, the old man would really make her live worse than death!

"Why are you panicking? Everyone who knew the truth and participated in it has been dealt with. Now that the second princess and Qin Su are gone, even if Lin Xiaojiu has the ability to resurrect the dead, can he still resurrect the dead?"

Pu Weishi was not worried at all.

What he cares more about is whether the balance he has worked so hard for so many years will be broken!

At this point, Pu Weishi had to admit that this Lin Hanxing was so powerful, beyond his imagination!

In this step-by-step process, in addition to strong strategy and strategizing abilities, you also need to be patient enough, waiting for the enemy to fall into his trap bit by bit, and then swallowing it bit by bit. Even any two of the above points are useless to a veteran who has been in the shopping mall for many years. It may cause fatal injuries to others, not to mention Lin Hanxing's young age.

If there is anyone in today's business world that Pu Weishi doesn't want to mess with, Lei Xiao is definitely at the top of the list. However, now that Lin Hanxing has been added to the list, these two are still a couple!

God knows how protective the Lei family is!

Pu Weishi looked at the afterimage on the TV, his eyes getting darker and darker...

………………

Xuelan, the torture chamber of Huaji Headquarters.

In the long dark corridor leading to the basement, the sound of Lin Hanxing's high heels on the floor was cold and cruel.

The wall lamp is dimly yellow.

She had just arrived from the press conference with exquisite makeup, and her expressionless face was hidden in the light and shadow, giving people an indescribable sense of majesty.

The owner of the third hall of Huaji followed her quietly.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

A stench rushed towards him, and the master of the third hall subconsciously covered his nose and almost vomited out. Lin Hanxing, on the other hand, still had the expressionless look on his face, looking coldly at the person huddled in the dark corner who didn't look like a human or a ghost. Song Jiyoon who looks like a ghost.

The ulcers on her face were getting worse.

One side of her neck was affected, and it was unbearably itchy. Song Zhiyun couldn't help but scratch it, even though her fingernails were full of dirt.

Someone brought a chair.

Lin Hanxing sat down, her right leg elegantly folded over her left leg, black women's suit pants tightly wrapped around her slender legs, looking down at Song Zhiyun indifferently, as if she was looking at garbage.

Song Zhiyun moved and looked at Lin Hanxing.

"kill me."

This torture room was filled with mirrors everywhere. Since the day she came in, she would smash one piece, and Hua Ji's people would put another one in place, and so on, as if they were competing to see who was more patient.

In the end, she lost.

Song Zhiyun looked through the mirror every day as she watched the face that she was so proud of gradually deteriorate. It was only a matter of time before she suffered a psychological breakdown, but...she was also afraid of death!

He didn't dare to commit suicide, he just wanted Lin Hanxing to give himself a happy life.

"Let me go accompany Ah Chen."

Song Zhiyun squirmed on the ground and was about to touch the toe of Lin Hanxing's high-heeled shoes.

The next second, Lin Hanxing's expression remained unchanged as he stepped on her fingers, crushing her a little, and Song Zhiyun's tender cry of pain rang in his ears. The sound was too delicate, and it was in stark contrast to her festering face. In contrast, this picture does not feel very pleasant to people.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Lin Hanxing made an assurance in a cold voice.

She wouldn't tell her to die.

Otherwise, how can we be worthy of the morning sun?

"Not only will you not die, I will also tell you to live 'well' and live longer than anyone else."

With a click, Lin Hanxing's high heels made a muffled sound on the floor. She leaned over and looked down at Song Zhiyun with the eyes of an ant. Her domineering and cruel eyes still contained a hint of bloodlust that she had not seen for a long time.

"I will make you watch the flesh on your face festering piece by piece, turning you into a person who makes you want to vomit. I will try a different torture method on you every day, making your life worse than death, but you won't Die because..."

Lin Hanxing suddenly stretched out his hands and pinched Song Zhiyun's chin tightly. The fierce force instantly caused a large dent in her face.

"I! No! Allow! Allow!"

She has thousands of tortures that make people unable to survive or die. Even if Song Zhiyun is subjected to different tricks every day, it will not be the same for at least a few years. She will not even allow Song Zhiyun to go crazy. That would be too easy for her.

"I will let you know what it means to be alive more painful than to be dead."

Lin Hanxing violently pushed Song Zhiyun back to the ground like garbage. He took the wet wipe handed over by his subordinate and wiped his fingers carefully with an expressionless face.

"I beg you, Lin Xiaojiu, I beg you."

Only now did Song Zhiyun truly understand what kind of devil he had provoked.

Even though Lin Hanxing didn't have any expression at this time, her solemn attitude in the world and the indifference to her in her eyes all made Song Zhiyun's bone-chilling fear, wishing that she had died in the royal family.

"beg me?"

Lin Hanxing sneered and threw the used wet wipes into Song Zhiyun's face.

Get up.

The shadow covered Song Zhiyun, looking down on him.

"too late."

……………………

Night falls.

As soon as Lin Hanxing returned to Li's house, someone at the gatekeeper informed him that a guest was coming, claiming to be from the Roucheng royal family.

Hearing this, Lin Hanxing gestured to Uncle Hai to pause the report on the Yuan family, but Yuan Kang, who was sitting next to him, raised his eyebrows, Roucheng royal family? It can't be that the eldest prince is here to visit, right?

"What Uncle Hai said these days, do you hear anything wrong?"

Lin Hanxing glanced at Yuan Kang lightly.

"ah?"

Why did the topic come back to him?

Since Lin Hanxing came back, Uncle Hai would come over every night to report on Yuan's situation, and every time Lin Hanxing would ask him to listen. After listening for several days, this was the first time she asked herself a question.

"The data doesn't add up."

But Yuan Kang didn't hesitate, he just opened his mouth.

"What do you think the problem is?"

Lin Hanxing asked again, his eyebrows and eyes were all pale.

"Where? I guess Yuan Laosan took advantage of your absence to have another evil idea."

Yuan Kang leaned his weight on the sofa and sneered.

Lin Hanxing reached out and took the information from Uncle Hai and threw it to Yuan Kang.

"Highlight the data you think is wrong."

After saying that, Lin Hanxing signaled to Li Bingshou and asked the guard to let the Roucheng royal family go.