The city of Monkey King

The president's office is extremely depressed.

This is especially true with the man’s urging.

Zuo Yingjie slightly pushed the glasses that he wore, took a deep breath and looked at the three people in front of him. He said, "Three people, we have already said the requirements very clearly. We only want to keep Qin’s 10%. Group share."

This is no way to do this... this is also the minimum requirement.

If the whole thing is let out, then the old employees of Qin’s original, I am afraid that they will all starve to the streets.

"No! I can't do it if I can't do it! I want to bargain here?!"

The man who had been urging at the moment, once again angry, stood up fiercely and shot on the table with one hand.

Visible... This table has cracked a few cracks.

A breath that suppresses the suffocation of mortals appears in this office.

Deng Qing and Zuo Yingjie stood behind the line of Qin’s group executives. At this time, they all looked awkward, but their faces were ugly, but... no matter whether men or women, no one had fear.

One by one, they are all calm and staring at the two men and one woman.

These executives, all of whom are old employees of the Qin Group, have experienced the big chaos 20 years ago, and they have witnessed the war in Xiancheng!

they…

It is the most faithful believer of Qin Feng. Over the years, I have worked hard for the Qin Group to fight for it. It is also for retribution, in their hearts...

Qin Feng is their chairman, but also their god, but also their savior!

Now, after two decades, the Qin Group is once again facing distress. These people know what will happen this time... but they are all timid and all are present.

"how?!"

"Do you want to die?!"

"what?!"

The man who stood up looked at the appearance of the high-level Qin group and was not afraid of death. He suddenly screamed and screamed... After him, there were hundreds of short flying knives, and the tip of the knife was cold. This high-level executive.

this moment…

Everyone has a hint of fear in his face.

In any case, they are mortal... They can't compare with the monks. Their life span is only a hundred years. They can't fly and there is no powerful technique. In the face of these monks who transcend cognition, they will naturally Feel afraid.

I am afraid that I will be afraid of it. None of these executives retreat.

"All we want is a place to live. If you promise, we can sign these documents."

"If we don't sign, you can't do anything."

Deng Qing’s heart sighed and looked up at the many flying knives floating in the air, and the eyebrows were locked.

The reason why he called so many people is because... everyone must sign and follow the ‘legal procedures’ of Yunshui’s customs.

This was also the decision of Deng Qing to make a deliberate attempt to ensure that the Qin Group was not shackled.

There are only two ways to solve any major events in the group.

The first is the signature of the chairman.

Second, outside the chairman of the board, the collective high-level, one signature instead of the chairman.

And... there are rules, even if these executives sign the word, even if it is effective, the chairman has an absolute overturn qualification.

The phrase 'you can't do it', Deng Qing is actually threatening. Over the years, he has observed that the rest of the consortium can find out that these people are imprisoned by what regulations... can't force it, but must go through this 'legal procedure' .

Puff puff!

Just as Deng Qing said this, the number of flying knives fell and was inserted straight on the table, only a foot away from Deng Qing...

"A group of mortals, bargaining with Laozi here, really when Lao Tzu does not dare to kill?!"

angry! Wrong! fury!

Whether it is Deng Qing or Zuo Yingjie, or the seniors of these Qin Groups behind them, everyone is like a fire, and they want to tear the three people in front of their lives.

"I will give you ten seconds. During this ten-second period, one person per second, after ten seconds... give me all to die!"

The words are just closed, and a flying knife is coming out!

Both Deng Qing and Zuo Yingjie are subconsciously looking backwards. An old man of about 50 or so has a **** mouth, and the blood rushes to the DC. The whole person can't stop moving backwards, and finally leans against the wooden white wall. Blood... stained the wall.

The old man is an executive vice president of the Qin Group and an old employee who joined the Qin Group 20 years ago. He leaned against the wall and others were helping him.

However, it is already a must.

There was blood droplets falling in the mouth, and the eyes were rolling round, watching the two men and a woman.

"stop!"

Both Deng Qing and Zuo Yingjie stood up fiercely.

however…

The man who sacrificed the flying knife showed a playful smile in his eyes: "Two."

A touch of mouth.

Hey~!

Another is the sound of a flying knife, Zuo Yingjie's pupil shrinks, this handle knife... completely rubbed his fat face and stroked it, a **** scar appeared on his face.

But this is also the moment...

A frightened scream came out.

I saw a 45-year-old middle-aged man who was holding the old man next to the old man who was killed. The knife was worn from the front of his head.

boom.

The body lost support and fell to the side of the old man who died before. Half of the skull was flying, and the wall was full of red and white things that had just splashed.

There are dozens of other Qin executives, especially women, who are all scared at this moment.

No one knows...

The next moment, the next knives, will fall on whose head!

"No!"

Deng Qing’s eyes are already very fierce. These people...have followed his 20-year subordinates. Although they are subordinates, they are closer to their relatives!

Because everyone...had experienced the life and death war 20 years ago together.

"three."

The man did not care about Deng Qing’s shouts at all, but he would not pity for any life, a flying knife... he fled without mercy, and he passed through the throat of a woman in his forties.

This woman's expression is very ugly, her left hand subconsciously licking her throat, just a horrified whisper, want to look at his wounds, but no longer consciousness.

Blood... squirting out of this throat.

A bang, fell to the ground.

Three seconds, kill three people.

"four."

The man’s voice continued, and he did not choose to end because of this **** scene.

A flying knife, it is coming out!

"I promise you!"

It was also at this time that Deng Qing’s forehead burst into blue veins and almost shouted his teeth.

With Deng Qing's voice, the fourth flying knife, in the blink of an eye, stood in front of a handsome young man. 2k novel reading network