The old man hesitated. In the past, he would never have dared try this. But they were deep in the deserted Wolong Mountain. No one would know if someone died here, and the Qiu Family's payment was far too tempting.
This time, the Qiu Family had sold off assets and raised money wherever they could, putting up a total of two hundred million. Their aim was to kill Zhang Yang and seize his assets.
Their investigation had revealed that after Zhang Yang successfully squeezed the Qiu Family, he had become one of the wealthiest men in Gong City, even in Linchuan Province. His assets were worth more than ten times theirs.
The Qiu Family had also promised the four of them a share of Zhang Yang's assets.
Driven by such enormous profits, they too had come deep into Wolong Mountain.
"Young Master, who do you think those people behind us are?"
Zhang Xin'ai wasn't afraid of trouble. Ordinary trouble barely counted as trouble at all; she could handle it easily without Zhang Yang's help.
She was simply curious.
"I think it's the Qiu Family!"
Zhang Yang considered it. By "Qiu Family," he meant the family itself, not enemies in general.
"The Qiu Family?"
Zhang Xin'ai, however, took him to mean people who held grudges against him. There were plenty of those.
The car had already driven deep into the mountain. There was no sign of anyone, not even a glimpse of a building. Everywhere, lush greenery grew in profusion.
"Now."
The old man stuck to the plan and called out to the man driving beside him.
"Hold on tight!"
At the driver's warning, everyone fastened their seat belts and found something to grip.
The car following them suddenly appeared in plain sight in the rearview mirror, growing larger and