The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO
Chapter 226 - 225 The Death of Zhao Zhenhai

Chapter 226: Chapter 225 The Death of Zhao Zhenhai

Crying and shouting filled the sky, but no one paid him any attention.

Thrown outside the factory, Zhao Zhenhai let out a groan of pain, then got up again and rushed into the factory, trying to cling to Ye Huan’s leg and beg for mercy once more...

But it was useless...

The fifty brothers from Silver Bay were not just for show.

The Silver Bay brothers threw him out again, then beat him with fists and kicks until he was bruised and battered, and he dared not rush into the factory again.

Zhao Zhenhai lay on the ground like a dead dog, screaming to the heavens, regretting it so much his intestines turned green.

Wasn’t calling these hundred workers and hundred HR employees over meant to make a fool of Ye Huan?

Wasn’t it so that these two hundred people could watch how awkward Ye Huan would be when he couldn’t produce the goods?

And now, it’s turned out like this, Ye Huan has actually produced the goods!

These two hundred people only saw him as a sore loser, acting shamelessly!

Zhao Zhenhai’s cries grew louder and louder, and he kept pounding the ground, even tearing his hands into bloody holes but doing nothing about it.

Not only did he fail to recall the workers, but he also got fired along with them!

Being fired meant losing all utility to White Impermanence...

It meant that the position of president of Tianyun International would be forever out of reach!

All because he had nothing better to do than provoke Ye Huan, had nothing better to do than bring people to watch his "downfall"!

If he’d just behaved, waited for the betting deadline, wouldn’t it have been fine!

Why, why did he have to oppose Ye Huan!

Regret...

Remorse...

Regret to the utmost...

Remorse to the utmost...

Zhao Zhenhai’s vision went black, feeling like he was about to suffocate.

Breathing became more difficult...

Suddenly, the phone rang, jolting him awake.

Caller:

White... White Impermanence!

...

On a road not far from the Mei Ying factory.

On an almost deserted roadside, an old QQ car was parked.

"You and the workers were fired? And because of Ye Huan?" White Impermanence’s eyes gradually narrowed into slits, his voice extremely cold.

This morning, he just remembered Zhao Zhenhai mentioning a bet with Ye Huan.

Thinking of this bet made White Impermanence somewhat uneasy, so he called to inquire Zhao Zhenhai for clarity.

But he never expected the answer would be that Zhao Zhenhai and the workers had all been fired by Ye Huan!

White Impermanence’s face quickly turned gloomy, his fierce gaze fixed on Zhao Zhenhai.

Zhao Zhenhai, bruised and swollen, couldn’t stop trembling.

Swallowing hard, he cried out again:

"Young master, this... it can’t be my fault, it’s all... it’s all Ye Huan’s fault!"

"I... how was I to know, how was I to know he could conjure enough Mei Ying for half a month’s supply for Tianyun International out of thin air!"

Conjure out of thin air?

Enough Mei Ying for half a month’s supply for Tianyun International?

Zhao Zhenhai’s words made White Impermanence’s heart pound hard.

The corners of his mouth twisted, and he pulled out a gun from the belt of One-Eyed Dragon in the front passenger seat, turned and pressed it directly against Zhao Zhenhai’s forehead, "Speak, what was your bet with Ye Huan?"

With a black muzzle pressed against his forehead, Zhao Zhenhai trembled all over, his eyes full of fear, "You... young master, what... what are you doing?"

White Impermanence, with a cold face, spat out one word: "Speak."

Zhao Zhenhai forcibly controlled his unsteady nerves, his voice trembling:

"I... I bet with Ye Huan, just... whether he could get enough... enough Mei Ying for half a month’s supply for Tianyun International! If he couldn’t get it, I... I’d have the right to rehire all the workers!"

"By... by right, this... so much Mei Ying, how could it possibly be conjured out of thin air! So... so I processed the employees’ onboarding in advance, and... called you to share the good news..."

"Young master, it’s really not my fault!"

"It’s all Ye Huan’s fault, he... he used the Demon Technique!"

"If he hadn’t used the Demon Technique, how could he have conjured so much Mei Ying out of thin air, how could he!"

The next second, Zhao Zhenhai’s voice abruptly stopped...

"Bang!!!"

A gunshot startled the birds in the forest.

Zhao Zhenhai’s forehead was pierced straight through by a bullet.

Even unto death, he remained in that posture, using both hands and feet, trying to clear himself of responsibility...

"Damn thing."

Glaring at the smoking muzzle, White Impermanence spat out this sentence viciously.

Demon Technique?

Clearly, that batch of Mei Ying from Ye Huan was stolen from the No. 2 warehouse.

Clearly, Ye Huan had long known that a large number of Mei Ying had been stockpiled, and he had long had a corresponding plan!

If Zhao Zhenhai had informed him of the bet with Ye Huan at the first moment, the No. 2 warehouse would never have been lost!

White Impermanence trembled with rage, his fury boundless.

Not enough to quell his anger.

He fired several more shots at the back seat!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"..."

A minute passed.

Zhao Zhenhai’s body had already been shot full of holes.

White Impermanence’s fury dissipated somewhat, and he reinserted the gun into One-Eyed Dragon’s holster.

One-Eyed Dragon got out of the car, opened the backseat door, dragged Zhao Zhenhai’s hole-riddled body up the mountain, haphazardly tossed it into a ravine, and then returned to the car.

"Young master, with Zhao Zhenhai fired, our influence at Tianyun International will be significantly diminished." One-Eyed Dragon said hoarsely.

"Yes, I know."

"For now, focus on guarding Warehouse No. 1, acquiring more space for Warehouse No. 3, and repurchasing Mei Ying from overseas channels."

"As for Tianyun International, ignore it for now; once Hundred Transformations Clown disposes of Ye Huan, we’ll proceed with the next plan!"

White Impermanence started the car, his face still showing anger.

Speaking of Hundred Transformations Clown, White Impermanence’s face changed suddenly, his heart skipping a beat.

Involuntarily, he asked: "One-Eyed, can Hundred Transformations Clown... really kill Ye Huan?"

"Young master, rest assured!"

"Ye Huan’s strength at most compares to the fifteenth killer of the Dark World. The tenth-ranked Hundred Transformations Clown could kill him as easily as slaughtering a chicken!"

"Even if Hundred Transformations Clown fails, isn’t there still me? At worst, I’ll kill Ye Huan and then quickly leave Huaxia to hide abroad for a while."

One-Eyed Dragon’s words were full of confidence, as if he could kill Ye Huan with a simple gesture.

White Impermanence took a deep breath and nodded.

Indeed, who is Hundred Transformations Clown?

Ranked the tenth assassin in the Dark World!

Especially with his Disguise Technique, enough to instill fear and terror in anyone.

And One-Eyed Dragon said...

If Hundred Transformations Clown first uses his Disguise Technique, he could even assassinate the second-ranked killer in the Dark World!

If he still can’t take down Ye Huan when he acts, wouldn’t that mean Ye Huan is invincible?

If he still can’t take down Ye Huan, does that mean Ye Huan’s strength surpasses even the second killer? Essentially making him the first killer?

Impossible!

What White Impermanence couldn’t imagine...

Ye Huan’s strength is far beyond what mere mortals like him can fathom!

One-Eyed Dragon?

Mere ant!