Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams
Chapter 92 - 83 The Taste of Fear

Chapter 92: Chapter 83 The Taste of Fear

"Mr. Peng, the matter has been resolved."

Nighttime, 10:30 PM.

Zhou Wen stood on the lawn of the detached villa, handing the signed mediation agreement to Zhao Jiapeng, respectfully stating.

Taking a casual look around, this was the outdoor area of the first floor of the villa.

Several elite bodyguards in suits, bulging waistlines, vigilant gazes, wearing earpieces, strategically stationed at every corner.

In the center was a tiled swimming pool, surrounded by lawns filled with stacked beverages and colorfully dressed people, seemingly in the midst of a party.

A group of scantily clad enchanting women were striking poses, with Zhao Jiapeng as the protagonist, dressed in a floral shirt and shorts, lounging on a white chair, flanked by women on both sides.

"Oh? Sorted in just one day?"

Having glanced over the agreement, Zhao Jiapeng’s irritation gradually faded.

"Not bad, Zhou Wen, how did you manage it? Tell me."

Curiosity in his voice, eyes fixed on him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wen slightly smiled, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up, and leaned in to whisper a few words.

"Hahaha, brilliant!"

Bursting into arrogant laughter, Zhao Jiapeng clapped and said, "These scumbags, that’s how you deal with them."

"The harsher you are, the more they realize the pain, and know to kneel and beg for mercy...."

In laughter, he was seen getting up and walking on the lawn, picking up a bottle of champagne, shaking it from side to side, then twisting off the cap, and continuously spraying the drink in arrogant laughter.

"Wuhu!"

"Mr. Peng is awesome!"

"Mr. Peng!"

Around the pool was a chorus of flattering voices, with some women even stepping forward to willingly get soaked, pleasingly twisting their bodies.

Seeing this, Zhou Wen knew to tactfully retreat, also feeling somewhat relieved.

"Brother Wen, we still need you."

Both bodyguards clustered around him spoke with a hint of relief in their voices.

If this matter hadn’t been handled well and the chairman had found out, they would all certainly face punishment.

"A small matter."

Calmly shaking his head, Zhou Wen looked indifferent.

Straightening his suit jacket, the gold-rimmed glasses reflected the chaotic scenes by the pool.

He reminisced about the scene in the hospital tonight.

The authority of Rainbow Group must not be challenged, meeting solely with the so-called hospital director, casually pressuring him resulted in the director unable to raise his head, having to halt the key drugs used for treatment as a sign of loyalty.

No matter how bold or resistant, faced with such a situation, the injured’s family could only lower their proud heads, swallowing their resentfulness kneeling.

"Such is the power..."

A sense of reflection rose in his heart, Zhou Wen suddenly felt that being able to enter Rainbow Group, standing behind a powerful influence and reaching where he is now, was a remarkable achievement.

Then, glancing at the nearby security, he knew to steer safely, and quickly reminded the bodyguards, "Although there’s no problem now, we still need to be careful recently."

"The chairman is not in Nanjiang, there will definitely be people making trouble, make sure no mistakes occur."

Both bodyguards nodded repeatedly, one even patting his chest, saying, "Don’t worry, Brother Wen, the brothers are all alert."

"We are all from the group’s security team, skilled from taking one or two doses of Strengthening Agent, and with Master Xu sitting in charge, there will be no problems."

Hearing this, Zhou Wen glanced at a room on the second floor of the villa.

Master Xu, after all, was an old-timer who had followed the chairman for many years, who had once spent a lot of money in Central City to enhance his modular capabilities, with formidable strength.

With him around, it really should be safe.

But...

Glancing at the night sky outside, dark clouds rose, enveloping the whole area.

For some reason, he suddenly felt somewhat uneasy.

This was the first time he had this feeling since joining Rainbow Group.

"Forget it, better advise Mr. Peng to rest early, just in case."

Zhou Wen chose to trust his intuition, while the bodyguards next to him seemed a bit embarrassed.

Mr. Peng was in high spirits, who would dare to persuade?

Knowing their concerns, Zhou Wen didn’t expose them and quickly walked towards the pool.

"Mr. Peng, it’s getting late, do you think you should rest earlier?"

"Rest my ass, there’s nothing tomorrow!"

Zhao Jiapeng discontentedly said in his floral shirt, Zhou Wen inwardly sighed.

"Alright, don’t give me that look."

"You did a good job today, come join in the fun."

Zhao Jiapeng said teasingly, immediately signaling two nearby enchanting women, pushing them towards Zhou Wen.

Seeing this, Zhou Wen felt helpless, opened his mouth wanting to persuade again.

Bang!

In the next second, a gunshot suddenly erupted outside the villa.

Everyone paused, Zhao Jiapeng also turned his head in confusion.

"What’s going on?"

"Someone’s trying to force their way into the villa!" Voice quickly transmitted through the bodyguards’ earpieces, making Zhao Jiapeng interested.

"Oh? Come, let me see whose damn life does not want to be spared?"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

In the midst of talking, gunshots suddenly burst in rapid succession, immediately followed by shouting continuing through the earpieces.

"Not good!"

"Ah!"

"Can’t stop them!"

Amidst screams, various stifled noises continued.

In just a few seconds, with a thud!

A bodyguard wearing a suit was seen flying backwards, crashing through the pool fence, and tumbling in front of everyone.

The atmosphere went quiet, the only sounds were gurgling from the man’s mouth blocked by blood, but he soon tilted his head and died.

Amidst shock and anger, everyone quickly looked towards the hole in the fence.

Drizzle!

Dark clouds suddenly dropped rain, lightning flashing across the sky.

From a distance, under the dim night sky and yellow street lamps, more than ten bodyguard bodies lay scattered, blood everywhere.

In the midst, a figure with a turquoise Single Horn calmly stood.

Glass Steel’s eyes a fierce red, one hand gripping a person’s neck, forcefully lifting him off the ground.