Bang!
In an instant, a dull crashing sound suddenly sounded, and terrifying power suddenly burst out.
Click——
The sound of broken bones suddenly came, and immediately, Mr. Han screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
"Haha, it's great! I haven't had such a fun and exciting battle in a long time." Wang Lin laughed loudly.
"Damn it, why can't I use my defense power?" Mr. Han's face was full of anger. He struggled a few times but failed to stand up. Instead, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again.
"Hey, you're still arrogant!"
Wang Lin chuckled and rushed over to kill Mr. Han.
"wait wait wait……"
Mr. Han said hurriedly, with a hint of panic in his expression: "Tell me first, why can you crack my defense power?"
After hearing this, Wang Lin raised his eyebrows: "Because, I am born stronger than you!"
Old Han was stunned. Although he didn't believe it, he knew that Wang Lin must be hiding something.
"Forget it, let me go and I promise to give you 100 million, how about that?" After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Han said slowly.
"Oh? One hundred million?" Wang Lin looked slightly hesitant.
"Yes, as long as you let me go, I will give you 100 million!" Mr. Han said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, do you think I look like someone who is short of money?" Wang Lin curled his lips, looking like you are really stupid.
"Then what do you want to do?" Mr. Han's expression became increasingly ugly.
"Let's do this, you help me go back and control Zhao Zhiming, and we will cooperate with each other inside and outside, and I will let you go, and I can also tell you how to crack your defensive abilities." Wang Lin squinted his eyes and smiled.
"Impossible!" Mr. Han refused without hesitation.
Wang Lin shook his head, said nothing, turned around and left the spot, and called his younger brother to aim his gun at him.
"Hey, brat, stop here... Ouch..." came the urgent voice of Mr. Han.
After walking more than ten meters, Wang Lin stopped, turned around and looked at Mr. Han indifferently, and smiled contemptuously.
When Mr. Han saw this, his expression became uncertain.
"What? Have you figured it out?"
Mr. Han's expression froze, and then he sighed: "That's it, that's all, who told me to lose..."
"Okay, just think about it. Go back now and tell the Zhao family that you won and let them relax their vigilance." Wang Lin grinned.
Mr. Han nodded: "This is natural, but..."
"how?"
"What if the Zhao family is not fooled?" Mr. Han frowned and said.
Hearing this, Wang Lin snorted coldly: "Don't they dare to be fooled? When the time comes, my cannon will be placed on his head, and it will be difficult to survive."
After listening to Wang Lin's words, Mr. Han's pupils narrowed slightly and his expression became serious.
Wang Lin made it very clear that the cannon dared to point at the roof of the Zhao family villa.
How dare this crazy guy do it!
"Why don't you hurry up and leave? What are you doing here?"
"Uh, let's go right away!"
Mr. Han nodded, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he paused slightly in his abrupt steps, stared at Wang Lin and said, "Then when do you plan to take action?"
"Haha, of course, the sooner the better, take advantage of the dark night and high wind, directly bombard the entire Zhao family villa, so that no one is left alive." Wang Lin grinned, and then waved. He waved his hand and signaled Mr. Han to get out of here.
Seeing Wang Lin's expression, Mr. Han secretly cursed: "Madman, pervert, mad dog."
However, now he has been defeated and is controlled by Wang Lin, so no matter what Wang Lin says, he must do it.
Mr. Han turned around and walked away.
Watching the old guy leave, Wang Lin immediately called everyone together to make a plan.
Ye Fan led a small team to ambush, while the other two teams went to the area around the villa to cover, while he himself was in charge of the chariot brigade.
Half an hour later, Mr. Han returned. At the same time, the lights in the Zhao family villa were brightly lit and the atmosphere was solemn.
"Master Zhao, good news, good news, that boy Wang Lin was killed by me." Mr. Han started talking excitedly as soon as he entered the room.
"Huh? Dead?" Zhao Zhiming was surprised.
"Yes, that bastard was too weak and couldn't withstand my attack, so he was killed by me." Mr. Han chuckled.
Zhao Zhiming frowned and thought for a while, and finally waved his hand: "Bring up the gold that you promised Mr. Han before."
As soon as he finished speaking, several bodyguards moved boxes of gold bricks out of the room and piled them on the floor.
"Mr. Han, this is 30 million. I will deliver the rest to your designated residence as soon as possible."
Mr. Han glanced around the golden bricks and couldn't help swallowing, his eyes gleaming: "Hey, with this money, we can buy a lot of beauties."
Zhao Zhiming's mouth twitched after hearing this, but he said nothing.
At this moment, Mr. Han seemed to have remembered something and continued to ask: "Young Master Zhao, where is the head of the Zhao family..."
"Don't worry, I've already told my grandfather. They immediately relaxed after learning that Wang Lin was dead. They are now entertaining guests. Tonight, you can sleep in the Zhao family villa. I'll let my dad arrange it." Someone is with you!" Zhao Zhiming said.
"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Zhao!" Mr. Han quickly thanked him.
"By the way, Mr. Han, I have something to ask you." At this time, Zhao Zhiming seemed to have thought of something.
"Huh? Mr. Zhao, please speak."
"My grandfather is getting older and has no direct heirs. Now all the power of the Zhao family is in the hands of my cousin. My cousin is very ambitious and always wants to drive me out of the Zhao family and seize power."
"Mr. Zhao, what do you mean?"
"I need a helper to help me seize the power of the family." Zhao Zhiming said with determination.
"That's it!"
Mr. Han pondered for a moment, and then said: "I do know a few friends, and two of them are masters of awakening powers. How about I send them to help you?"
"A master of supernatural powers?" Zhao Zhiming looked happy: "If there are such masters to help, the success rate will increase a lot!"
"Well, they live in a private house on the outskirts of the city." Mr. Han nodded.
Zhao Zhiming nodded: "Mr. Han, I'm sorry to trouble you. When I secure my position as the president of Zhao Group, I will repay you well."
"Young Master Zhao is serious. It's just a matter of a few steps."
Zhao Zhiming left excitedly, going to share the good news with Mr. Zhao. After all, with Wang Lin's death, his threat was completely lifted. It can even be said that Mr. Zhao has now become his biggest resistance.
At the same time, in a villa on the outskirts of the city, Mr. Zhao was lying on the sofa, leisurely tasting tea, while a servant massaged his legs and feet.
Suddenly, the housekeeper ran in: "Master, Master Zhao is here."
"Let him in." Mr. Zhao put down his tea cup.
Then Zhao Zhiming opened the door and walked in. When he saw Mr. Zhao, he bowed respectfully, then smiled and said, "Grandpa, congratulations!"
