C1073 Not at All
C1073 Not at All
On the rooftop of the building, there were three big words written there.
All under Heaven.
In an organization that was respected by the Zhonghang City, no, to be more accurate, it was due to fear.
It was because the members of the World Assembly were all martial artists.
The gathering of martial artists had resulted in many benefits.
Gradually forming a chain of interests, this small group developed into a company, and finally into a group.
Everyone was proud to be part of the World Assembly, because their guild leader was awesome enough.
However, all of this was done with pride. With the events of the past few days, an opening had been cut open.
The president's son, Young Master Leng, had actually been brought back after being interrupted!
Vice Guild Leader Cheng Kun was extorted for ten million yuan, and it was even him who was extorted after getting beaten up.
"Hey hey, what's the atmosphere today?"
"Don't you know that today is our World Assembly's celebration day?"
"Celebrating what?"
"You'll know about it later."
Conversations like this continued. Upon receiving the summons, they rushed back from all directions.
He saw the tense atmosphere, as if something was about to explode?
At this moment, on the 19th floor, in an ornate room.
A roar rang out, "Trash, you bunch of trash. If you can't even cure my son, you are trash."
The doctor, who had been scolded to the point that his head was drenched in dog blood, didn't dare to retort and could only smile apologetically.
"President Leng, the young master's condition is a bit complicated."
Looking at the unconscious Leng Zuojun on the bed, the doctor explained, "I checked the wounds on the surface of my body and they are fine. I was just too shocked so I didn't wake up."
"I don't want to hear the explanation. I want to see the result."
He interrupted the doctor and coldly scolded, "No matter what method you use, if my son does not wake up today, you will stay awake with him."
After saying that, he looked at the time, then opened the door and walked out.
He took the elevator to the 18th floor and arrived at a meeting room that was filled with all the world's higher ups.
"Guild leader."
"Guild leader."
Everyone stood up and shouted in a cold voice.
"Sit down."
Nodding his head, Leng Qing walked over to the master's seat and asked, "Have you settled all of the matters that I asked you to do?"
"Guild leader, everything has been completed."
Everyone replied in unison.
"Very good, everyone take your positions."
With a wave of his hand, he scolded, "Today, I'm going to kill someone!"
"Guild leader is mighty. Guild leader is mighty."
"All under Heaven, all under Heaven."
Feeling the heavy and cold aura, cheers rang out non-stop as everyone excitedly prepared.
Cheng Kun, who was left behind, shook his bandaged arm: "President, would Lin Fann not dare to come?"
"He will come. This is an opportunity for him."
Lighting up a cigarette, he took a long drag and said with cold disdain: "If he can leave this world, from today onwards, he will become famous in Zhonghang City, and our Under Heaven Clan will become a laughingstock."
"The president is right. No matter what, we have to keep Lin Fann here today."
Cheng Kun also understood what was going on and scolded: "You're too brave. Not only did you hit me, but you even dared to hit young master. You don't want to live anymore."
"President Cheng, Lin Fann is attacking Zuojun at Task Force."
He narrowed his eyes and coldly scolded: "After taking care of Lin Fann, there is no need for Task Force anymore."
Cheng Kun felt a chill in his heart. He swallowed his saliva and asked, "President, isn't this too much?"
"It's time for us to have a falling out. Not at all."