SFS Chapter 173 Who Bribed Your Zhao Family
Chapter 173 Who Bribed Your Zhao Family
"You!...You are, you are Shen Xingchen?"
Hearing Shen Xingchen's words, the young man turned pale with fright and sat down on the ground.
"How could it be you! How is this possible! How could you still be alive!?"
He was so frightened that he could hardly speak clearly.
If it was any other member of the Shen family, the young man would not be afraid, but the name Shen Xingchen was a nightmare to him.
The Shen family has a son named Xingchen, one of the Sixteen Grandmasters and the new generation god of war.
A Qilin was born, which carried out evil deeds in all directions, punished the good and eliminated the evil, and eradicated sin.
The evaluation of Shen Xingchen was absolutely amazing, it was simply praising a hero.
But to him, this was evil, because the Zhao family was treacherous and were the real villains.
The most important thing is that Shen Xingchen has an incredible talent. He became a master at the age of 16, and now he is probably a grand master.
The people he brought today would be doomed to death even if they met a master, let alone the unfathomable Shen Xingchen.
He could clearly feel the murderous aura from Shen Xingchen, the kind that was determined to kill him without holding back.
"I'll give you a chance. Tell me, who bribed your Zhao family and killed more than 300 lives of our Shen family!" Shen Xingchen's eyes were like sharp swords, staring at the young man.
The young man retreated behind him. At this point he had no choice but to fight and find a way out of this dead end.
"Since you have chosen the path of death, I will grant your wish!"
Shen Xingchen stopped talking nonsense, walked up to the young man and grabbed his neck with his hands.
"You traitorous slave, if you don't want to talk, I'll send you to hell!"
"Crack!"
Shen Xingchen exerted force with his hands, and the young man's neck suddenly made a sound of broken bones.
The young man had a look of disbelief on his face. He couldn't believe it until his death. Was he killed just like that?
"Kill, kill!"
"Oh! No! Master Zhao has been killed!"
The drivers of the excavator and forklift saw the young man's neck being crushed and being lifted from the ground by Shen Xingchen, and they immediately jumped out of the car screaming.
They ran away, running for their lives like crazy.
Shen Xingchen ignored them. They were all following orders, and since they had not done any damage yet, there was no need to settle accounts with them.
If they took action, Shen Xingchen would certainly not let them go, and they would have to pay the price in blood for their mistake!
Shen Xingchen threw the young man aside as if he were throwing a dead dog, and looked up at the sky.
The setting sun is as red as blood, reflecting the sunset glow, making it all red.
Three hundred and sixty-five tombstones stand densely packed together, silently telling the tragedy of that year.
"Shen's ghosts, I, Shen Xingchen, am back. Open your eyes, look at me carefully, and kill all the enemies!"
"Da da da……"
There were footsteps behind me, and a masked beauty with a delicate figure, long legs, and a big body, the kind that would make your nose bleed at the first sight, walked over.
She wore a blood-red mask and a black robe; she was Wan Xingliu, the executor of this plan.
Behind her, there were ten black-armored warriors wearing star-horned masks. All of these ten soldiers had powerful auras, and the weakest one was already a Grandmaster.
"Young Master." Wan Xingliu came behind Shen Xingchen and saluted with his fists clasped.
"I want to take his head as a sacrifice to the dead souls of the Shen family!"
"Yes!" Xing Wanliu took the order and immediately directed ten people to do the work.
Soon, a table was placed in front of the tombstone, and the young man's head was chopped off and placed on the table.
The blood stained the table red, and flowed onto the floor, staining the ground red.
"I, Shen Xingchen, swear to you here that I will chop off the heads of all the murderers who murdered the Shen family! I will place their heads in front of you to pay tribute to your wronged souls!"
As Shen Xingchen spoke, he knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed and swore an oath in front of the 365 tombstones.
"Destroy the Zhao family first, then slaughter the Li family!"
Shen Xingchen kowtowed three times, stood up, looked at Xing Wanliu and asked, "Zhao Quan, what's the situation now?"
Xing Wanliu hurriedly replied, "Young Master, the Zhao family is entering the real estate industry. This afternoon, the Zhao Real Estate opening ceremony will be held at the Sky Hotel."
"Haha... Zhao..." Shen Xingchen sneered disdainfully, his eyes bursting with hatred: "Opening ceremony? Okay, very good, then I will give him a funeral!"
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Sky Hotel, one of the top hotels in Fengtian.
The hotel has 17 floors, 10 of which are foundation and 7 are sky casting.
The first ten floors are nothing. The last seven floors are built in the air and supported by ten-meter-high tempered glass, forming a glass corridor.
That kind of beauty, that kind of nobility, cannot be described unless you see it with your own eyes.
At this moment, the huge plaque at the main entrance of Sky Hotel was covered with a bright red banner.
Warmly celebrate the grand opening of Zhao Real Estate.
There were countless flower baskets placed at the door, and dozens of luxury cars worth tens of millions were parked at the door, some of which were luxury cars that could not be bought even with money.
The gong and drum team was deafening, nine dancing lions jumped up and down in front of the door, and firecrackers shook the sky.
"Brother Quan, congratulations, congratulations to you!"
The Zhao family is now a wealthy family in Fengtian. All the prominent figures, both official and underground, have come forward to congratulate them.
"Congratulations, it's an honor for Zhao Real Estate that you all come here for a drink. It really brings honor to our Zhao family!" Zhao Quan stood at the door and greeted the guests with a smile on his face.
"Quick, quick, come in, please."
At present, there are many leading companies in Fengtian and the real estate industry is highly competitive, but no group can take the title of leader.
"Quan Zong, you must have connections! The Shen family's cemetery is surrounded by mountains and rivers, a perfect Feng Shui treasure land! I didn't expect that you have so many connections, and you actually got it!"
A real estate tycoon walked up with an envious look on his face.
"Hehe..." Zhao Quan smiled and chuckled, looking at the real estate tycoon.
"It's such a pity to use such a good Feng Shui site as a cemetery. I have already planned to build the largest entertainment center in Fengtian on that cemetery!"
"Mr. Liang, we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future, and I still need your care."
He looked at everyone and laughed, "Everyone should come and play more often in the future!"
At their point in time, that little bit of consumption is nothing, so naturally they won’t talk about whether it’s free or not.
"Mr. Quan, what are you going to do with the dead bones of the Shen family? Finding a new place to bury them will cost a lot of money, and it's a huge project." Mr. Liang looked at Zhao Quan and said.
"Hmph! Every inch of land in Fengtian City is valuable. Where is the space to bury those dead bones?" Zhao Quan snorted coldly.
"I've asked my son to take care of it. Just flatten that side and build my entertainment complex in front. That will solve the problem."
When everyone heard this, their hair stood on end. They knew Zhao Quan. It turned out that he was a steward of the Shen family.
Now that he is doing this, wouldn’t that mean that the people of Fengtian City will dance on the Shen family’s graves!
This behavior is chilling and really takes ungratefulness to the extreme!