After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

In the early morning, sunlight shines on the glass exterior of the Jiangcheng International Financial Center, refracting a dazzling halo.

On the top floor of the Xiao Group building, in an ultra-modern panoramic glass conference room, the air conditioning was set extremely low.

This spot should have been Xiao Hongli's, but it's now occupied by a white man.

Davis, Executive Director of Greater China for the Sheng Hui Group.

He was wearing a custom-made suit, and his blond hair was neatly combed.

He had a freshly cut Cuban cigar dangling from his mouth, and his fingers tapping on the table.

Two large, black bodyguards stood behind him.

Further into the shadows stood four men dressed in gray robes, their eyes sinister.

On the other side of the conference room, several bigwigs from the Jiangcheng local chamber of commerce stood against the wall, none of them daring to sit down.

They were usually powerful and influential figures, but at this moment they were even deliberately suppressing their breathing.

Davis exhaled a puff of smoke and tapped his finger lightly on the table.

"Tell me, where has your Jiangcheng overlord Zhou Ran gone?"

Davis chuckled.

"His pharmaceutical, logistics, and port businesses have been completely locked up by our consortium's 30 billion euro fund."

An elderly man from the Jiangcheng Chamber of Commerce wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was about to speak.

Davis raised his hand to interrupt.

"He showed up today to sign this free transfer agreement."

"Or I'll turn his business empire into a pile of worthless paper within an hour."

Davis pushed a stack of documents on the table forward.

"A frog in a well, daring to challenge conglomerates that hold the truth of the world through capital?"

The meeting room was completely silent.

Everyone is aware of the Sheng Hui Consortium's powerful foundation.

This overseas behemoth not only has enormous funds, but also carries extraordinary power behind it.

More importantly, they also possess the world's most cutting-edge technologies.

It can reach the neck of the country of Kasha everywhere.

Davis flicked his cigarette ash with some impatience.

"No need to wait."

Let the countdown begin; start with liquidating his pharmaceutical company.

The voice just fell.

The heavy, tempered glass double doors suddenly shattered.

Two door panels, each weighing several hundred pounds, crashed straight onto the conference table.

The two black bodyguards reacted quickly, stepping forward and crossing their arms to block the attack.

Click.

Two sharp cracking sounds of bones breaking exploded simultaneously.

The two bodyguards, both enhanced with special genes, coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He was carried backward by the door for more than ten meters, crashing solidly into the French window. He twitched a couple of times and then fell silent.

The shards of glass refracted a cold light in the sunlight.

Zhou Ran walked in with steady steps.

The black haute couture suit was impeccably tailored.

He had one hand in his pocket, his brows furrowed in indifference.

"You're Zhou Ran?"

Davis's hand holding the cigar trembled slightly.

"How dare you hit my people?"

Do you even know how to write the word "death"?

Davis hadn't finished speaking.

Whoosh whoosh.

Several black sacks flew in from the passageway behind Zhou Ran.

It hit Davis in the face.

The sack wasn't tied tightly, and it burst open upon impact.

Bundles of US dollars burst open, burying Davis completely in them.

Fatty Wang twisted his thick neck, clapped his hands, and walked in, his mouth almost reaching his ears in a wide grin.

"This is the money that Brother Ran prepared for you to save your life."

First, count if there's enough to buy your head.

Zhou Ran casually pulled over a mahogany swivel chair and sat down.

Long, slender fingers tapped on the table.

"Chen Ya".

Chen Ya was dressed in a fitted black business suit, and her fox-like eyes behind her glasses gleamed with a predatory light.

"Jay Chou".

Chen Ya's voice was cold and capable.

"The funds gathered from the Song family in Beijing, the Black Dragon Society in Japan, the Tianjin Wharf, the Pai Sect, and the Wang family, which was just liquidated last night, plus the secret positions held by Swiss banks, have all been transferred in."

"A total of 350 billion yuan in available cash flow."

US dollars.

The bigwigs in Jiangcheng who were standing against the wall almost collapsed to their knees.

Three hundred and fifty billion US dollars!

Davis scrambled halfway out of the pile of money.

"bluff!

"You dare to spout such nonsense as hundreds of billions of US dollars?"

"Simply dump the shares."

Zhou Ran looked out the window without turning his head.

"clear."

Chen Ya's fingers flew across the keyboard.

"Three hundred billion has been invested to forcibly seize all of Shenghui Consortium's holding and listed companies in Xia Country."

The lever is pulled to its maximum limit.

The opponent's defensive funding pool was breached, and the funding chain broke.

"If that's not enough, borrow some more from the sisters at Feifan in the capital."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang immediately pulled out his phone and started playing Green Bubble.

"Okay."

The series of operations took only a dozen seconds.

Davis's cell phone in his suit pocket started vibrating wildly.

He frantically pulled out his phone.

The screen displayed the highest-level red bankruptcy warning from headquarters, with the red text scrolling continuously, indicating a decline that had fallen below the bottom line.

"impossible!"

Davis's face was deathly pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"How could you possibly have so much unregulated cash?"

"Rules are set by the strong."

Zhou Ran turned his head.

"In Jiangcheng, I am the rule."

"Go to hell!"

"You think you can win against a super conglomerate just by having some money?"

Davis went completely insane, pointing wildly at the four gray-robed assassins in the corner behind him.

"Let's do it!"

Kill them all!

Four gray-robed assassins immediately stepped forward upon hearing the order.

The air around him distorted, and a faint glow of supernatural power flickered beneath his gray robe.

They were elite assassins specially trained by the conglomerate to deal with Chinese martial arts practitioners.

Before they could even form hand seals...

thump.

A dull thud.

A bloody human head squeezed out of the louvers of the ventilation duct above the conference room and rolled onto the floor.

It stopped right in front of Davis's shoes.

That was the leader of the strongest shadow assassins that the Sheng Hui Consortium had planted in advance on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

At this moment, the head was covered with purplish-black poison spots, and its eyes were bulging out.

Are you looking for him?

A woman's voice drifted into the conference room.

Davis turned around abruptly.

Before the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Xiao Rou, the holy maiden of southern Xinjiang, emerged from the shadows.

Her slender fingers were casually resting on the nape of the neck of the gray-robed assassin closest to her.

Before the assassin could react...

puff.

A soft sound.

He didn't even let out a scream.

The gray-robed assassin trembled violently as a black, barbed worm burrowed into his spinal cord through Xiao Rou's fingertip.

Reason is deprived.

The assassin, now possessed by the Gu poison, suddenly turned around, drew a steel dagger from his waist, and stabbed it madly into the heart of his companion.

Blood splattered.

The remaining two immediately retaliated.

Various supernatural flashes exploded in the narrow corner.

However, the poison takes effect extremely quickly, within seconds.

These four superhuman assassins, who claimed to be elites of the conglomerate, fell in a pool of blood during their infighting.

The room was filled with a strong, fishy smell.

When had those prominent figures in Jiangcheng ever seen such a spectacle?

The two men's legs trembled and they lost control of their bladders on the spot, while the others knelt down and closed their eyes tightly.

Xiao Rou flicked the blood off her fingertips.

"Master, did Xiaorou do the right thing?"

She walked a few steps to Zhou Ran's side, obediently knelt on the ground, and used her fingers to brush the dust off Zhou Ran's leather shoes.