Help You Massage Your Head, Pick One-on-One or Group Beating?

Qingcheng Group

"Jiang Cheng, are you comfortable?"

"Hmm, not bad, a little harder."

"Then let me massage your head again."

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, enjoying Mu Qingcheng's massage.

Ah, that feels so good!

Mu Qingcheng's skills are quite good, comparable to that of Shiyao.

Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue in amazement.

At first, he sternly rejected Mu Qingcheng's actions.

But who knew that this woman's technique was terrifying, and the pleasure she gave was so intense it went straight to the bone.

I feel so light and blissful, my soul is about to fly away!

With just a gentle press, he instinctively shut his mouth.

I don't know how Mu Qingcheng, a president, could know such a thing.

Just as Jiang Cheng was feeling sentimental, the office phone rang again and again.

"Hey, what an impatient fellow."

Jiang Cheng smiled jokingly.

All I can say is that John is incredibly audacious; he actually intends to make a move on Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng's face darkened.

But remembering Jiang Cheng's words, she suppressed her disgust and answered the phone.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Miss Qingcheng, this is John."

On the other end of the phone, John said politely,

"Regarding the cooperation, our HR Beauty Group is willing to take a step back."

"I wonder if CEO Mu would be willing to come and discuss this further?"

Bed bugs!

Mu Qingcheng felt like she was going to vomit up her leftovers.

Suppressing his anger, he coldly replied, "Fine."

John clearly hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

He was taken aback at first, then laughed.

"In that case, please come to Jiangcheng International Hotel tonight, CEO Mu. I will prepare a banquet."

"Knew."

Mu Qingcheng hung up the phone indifferently.

How anxious John must be!

Is it really true that being well-fed makes things easier?

Jiang Cheng clicked his tongue.

However... since he's here, the only thing to do is give this kid a sack.

Night fell quickly, and the Qing River became unusually calm.

Jiangcheng International Hotel, private room.

"Miss Qingcheng, please try the dishes here."

John glanced casually at Mu Qingcheng's graceful figure, a warm smile playing on his lips.

"No need, let's talk about cooperation."

Mu Qingcheng's expression was indifferent, adopting a businesslike attitude.

John nodded, handed over a blank check, and continued,

"What do you think of these conditions, Miss Qingcheng?"

"Can."

Mu Qingcheng remained calm and continued to play along with John.

Seeing that the time was right, John raised his glass.

"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation. I will have Daniel draft the contract later."

Looking at the wine in front of her, Mu Qingcheng pretended to take a sip.

Seeing this, John smiled.

Their speech also became more unrestrained.

"Miss Qingcheng, to be honest, you are the most beautiful woman from the Dragon Country that I have ever seen."

"Both her figure and appearance are like God's most exquisite creation."

Mu Qingcheng's face was cold, and she exuded a chill.

"Mr. John, watch your words."

"Ha ha."

John laughed and said to himself,

"To be honest, Miss Qingcheng, one of the reasons I came to the Dragon Country this time is because of you."

"If you'd like, I can..."

Before John could finish speaking, Mu Qingcheng picked up the red wine on the table and splashed it at him.

John wasn't angry; he gently wiped the red wine off his face.

His eyes darted around, sizing up Mu Qingcheng without any restraint.

"Miss Qingcheng, the medicine is about to take effect."

"Tonight, we're going to have a wonderful and pleasant experience..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door to the private room was kicked open.

A mocking voice rang out.

"Really? But I think your experience tonight won't be very pleasant."

"It's you!"

John stared wide-eyed at Jiang Cheng in disbelief.

How did you get here?

Jiang Cheng glanced at John with sympathy.

Why is this child so terrified?

Calling you stupid is actually a compliment.

With a sigh, Jiang Cheng continued,

"What were you thinking, investigating my identity in Jiang Cheng? You're such a pig-brain!"

John's face was extremely grim.

What do you want?

Jiang Cheng couldn't be bothered with this idiot.

You want to kill me? Tell me what I want to do.

"A Long, the fish in the Qing River have been starving lately. Isn't this perfect? Let's let the fish of our Dragon Country have a taste of foreign goods."

"Yes, young master."

A Long twisted his neck and walked towards John with a sinister grin.

"Wait! Don't rush to make a move."

John swallowed hard, trying to appear calm.

He took a deep breath and continued.

"How about we make a deal? To be honest, I've already sent people to infiltrate the Qingcheng Group and steal the formula."

"If you let me go..."

Before John could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng waved his hand impatiently, "Take him away."

Upon hearing this, A Long immediately began to act.

They quickly gagged John and stuffed him into a sack.

After A Long left, Jiang Cheng looked at Mu Qingcheng.

Are you alright?

Mu Qingcheng shook her head. "It's nothing, thank you Jiang Cheng."

"I was just protecting myself in advance."

Jiang Cheng spoke calmly.

If John hadn't been investigating his identity and trying to take action against him, he wouldn't have bothered with this idiot.

"That's different. I should thank you!"

Forehead...

Jiang Cheng's lips twitched. "Whatever."

"Then I'll treat you to dinner, otherwise I'll feel bad."

A sly glint flashed in Mu Qingcheng's eyes.

She finally had some time alone with Jiang Cheng, so naturally she wouldn't let it slip away easily.

"If you don't agree, I'll have no choice but to..."

"Stop, I agree."

Jiang Cheng's face darkened, and he interrupted Mu Qingcheng.

He knew without even thinking what the woman was going to say next.

Mu Qingcheng was delighted. "Then let's go."

Meanwhile, in an alley not far from the Qingcheng Group.

The two Blood Fiends changed their clothes and were preparing to take action.

At that moment, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from both the front and back.

"Something's wrong, let's get out of here!"

With their killer instincts, the two immediately sensed that something was wrong.

But it was too late!

In the narrow alley, a large group of people appeared in the next second.

They were all armed with sticks and machetes, and they surrounded the two men menacingly.

"Fuck! What on earth is going on?"

"What kind of gibberish are you spouting, Foreign Devil?"

The crowd parted to make way for him, and Zhao Hu, with his hands in his pockets and humming a tune, walked toward the two of them.

Behind them followed two generals, Xiong Da and Xiong Er.

Who are you people?!

The two Blood Fiends gripped their knives tightly, warily scanning their surroundings.

"I am your Tiger Lord!"

Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and spat at the two of them.

"Wandering around aimlessly in the middle of the night, he's obviously not a good person."

"However, the Heavenly Tiger Gang dealings."

"We won't bully you just because we outnumber you. How about this, one-on-one or group fight?"

Noticing the restless crowd around them, Blood Fiends and his companion looked grim.

One spit from each of them could drown them.

"Let's go one-on-one."

"Wow, that's pretty smart."

Zhao Hu laughed, "Brothers, let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the henchmen of the Heavenly Tiger Gang swarmed forward, and as many ants as there are, they could kill an elephant.

The twentieth on the Assassin Ranking, the assassin duo Blood Fiends, are dead.