"Ahhh! Zhang Taichu, you really deserve to die!"
The shrill voice echoed in the sky above the villa area and reached the ears of Lu Ci who was on the car driving away.
He didn't say a word, but silently reached out and touched his right cheek. There was a bandage wrapped there, which happened to block the swollen palm mark. Then he laughed miserably and shook his head.
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the other side.
In the Nadutong headquarters of the imperial capital, in the chairman's office.
Zhao Fangxu sat on the wooden chair, stared at Huang Boren with a pig's head in front of him, and murmured: "Old Huang, is this injury on your body really caused by Zhang Taichu?"
Huang Boren was about to cry but said without tears: "Is there still a lie? According to your wishes, I will bring the big guys together to talk to Zhang Taichu at this morning's meeting."
"But you don't know that I, who was so humble, treated the other person as his grandpa. Hey, in the end, he just slapped the other person and went down the mountain without saying a few words."
"You have to let me go to this meeting of ten people. I'm afraid I might not have expected this disaster. Let me block it for you, old man."
Hearing these words, the corners of Zhao Fangxu's mouth twitched, and his face also became extremely gloomy.
He leaned weakly on the back chair, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Oh, this Taoist Master Taichu really doesn't want to be soft-hearted."
At this moment, his heart was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness, and he felt a helplessness he had never felt before in his more than 20 years of service.
In fact, in the past, even if Zhang Zhiwei wanted to go down the mountain to cause trouble, he would still have the confidence to stop him.
But the sudden appearance of Zhang Taichu made him completely lose his temper.
Through analysis and investigation during this period, the company has been able to determine that with Zhang Taichu's strength, even the previously recognized strongest alien - the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, is not on the same level as him.
And even if the company uses it, the power of "hot weapons" other than aliens will most likely not be able to take it down, and there is no need for it.
Zhao Fangxu stared at the ceiling above his eyes with wide eyes. After being silent for a long time, he sighed: "Well, that Zhang Taichu already has this attitude. If we completely break up with him, I'm afraid the world will be turbulent. It will be a hundred times more serious than the consequences of destroying your integrity."
Huang Boren heard the words and understood the meaning of Zhao Fanxu's words. His red old face trembled and he cried: "Old Zhao, if we work together today, I will get a spanking in vain, right?"
Zhao Fangxu smiled awkwardly: "How can you get a slap in the face? At least you and the big guys have once again found out Zhang Taichu's attitude."
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at the same time.
HUB province, within a certain city.
In a crowded bar, there were many figures gathering in a private room somewhere.
"Zhang Taichu, he must die." A well-proportioned man in a suit spoke, with madness in his eyes.
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people in the room immediately echoed.
"What a shame, Zhang Taichu, that stinky Taoist priest, has been so jealous these days. He really thinks that we are all weaklings."
"What's the use of being strong alone? Does he think that there is nothing in this world that can threaten him?"
"Hmph, on the surface we can't defeat him, so let's play dirty."
"You have to rely on Brother Ming to sacrifice his life for justice. I, Laojiu, will definitely remember Brother Ming's contribution!"
"Yeah, Brother Daming is awesome!"
"..."
A group of Quanxing people were making noises, and as they spoke, they seemed to regard "Brother Da Ming" sitting in the middle of one of the sofas as the center of praise, and looked at the latter with fiery eyes.
The man called Brother Daming, a middle-aged man with gray hair and ordinary appearance, said nothing and drank to himself, always with a faint smile on his face.
Snap!
He suddenly slapped the empty bottle on the table after drinking it in one gulp, and murmured to himself: "If I can blow up Zhang Taichu alive, then I will be able to brag about it even after I'm under the Nine Springs."
"Hey, don't worry, everyone, just give me this opportunity."
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately became excited again. They all flattered each other non-stop, and in their hearts, they were all looking forward to the upcoming next day.
Perhaps after tomorrow, they will be able to hear the good news about Zhang Taichu suffering sexual revenge and "death"!
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Time passed and the night passed without words.
When the sun rose the next day, Zhang Taichu and his party, accompanied by Zhou Meng, left Wudang Mountain and got on the bus to the airport.
Two hours later.
Everyone arrived at the airport, checked in their luggage, and took the tickets they had booked in advance. When they heard the announcement, they passed the security checkpoint and came to the boarding area. After boarding the plane, they came to the business class cabin and pressed the reservation button. Good place to sit.
Zhang Taichu and Zhang Zhiwei sat together, and the other four juniors sat behind.
"Dear passengers, welcome to China Southern Airlines"
The relaxed rhythm was accompanied by the sweet voice announcement, and the announcer began to work. Not long after, the plane rumbled into life and quickly flew into the sky.
And not long after we took off, a considerate stewardess came to us with a standard smile and asked about service according to the procedures.
Zhang Taichu refused with a smile, then turned his head and lay on his side on the back chair, quietly looking at the scenery outside the oval window.
The plane was climbing rapidly. After passing through the clouds, it began to fly smoothly. White clouds like cotton candy spread out in large tracts, and you could see very far away at a glance.
Zhang Taichu was like this, looking aimlessly at the scenery outside the window. Zhang Zhiwei on his side closed his eyes and rested, also silent.
Some of the passengers in the entire cabin were reading newspapers and magazines, some were immersed in the soothing music in their headphones, and some were still working hard, reviewing documents in their hands.
All of this is no different from flying in the past.
the other side.
In the economy class of the aircraft.
There was a red-haired woman with an unhealthy complexion. She just got on the plane for a while and couldn't help but take out her eye mask and put it on.
This short two hours during the flight was extremely precious to Suzaku. It was a good time to completely relax and catch up on some sleep.
Therefore, after putting on the eye mask, she fell into a snoring doze within a short time, with sweet dreams.
At this time.
On another seat, a fat man suddenly stood up and walked towards the bathroom at the rear of the cabin. After walking into it, he closed the door.
Within the bathroom.
The obese man looked at himself in the mirror and sneered.
At this moment, his fat body began to squirm, and then, a translucent stream of energy that distorted his vision appeared around him, then dissipated, revealing his true appearance inside.
The disguised spell dissipated, and it was seen that his body was surrounded by a thick circle of white plastic-like things!
What kind of fat man is this? He clearly used this white plastic to tie himself into a rice dumpling!
(End of chapter)
