After the luxury car had traveled for some distance, it stopped in front of an ordinary residential area. Zhang Yun got out of the car without any hesitation.
“Miss, this country bumpkin is so ungrateful. He’s really asking for it. Should I send someone to teach him a lesson?”
Uncle Lin said with a gloomy expression, seemingly very dissatisfied with Zhang Yun's aloof and arrogant demeanor.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Bingbing's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold glint as she said icily, "Uncle Zhang, no matter what, Zhang Yun is still a member of the Zhang family by blood, the young master of the Zhang family, and my disciple. Is this how you treat your grandfather, always so disrespectful?"
Lin Bo had been with his grandfather since he was young, and Zhang Bingbing, as a young lady of the Zhang family, had always shown Lin Bo, this old minister, the appropriate respect.
However, his attitude towards Zhang Yun today made her somewhat annoyed and disappointed.
"Yes, Miss, it's my fault." A hint of surprise flashed in Uncle Lin's eyes. The usually easygoing young lady could be so cold.
"I hope you can think this through carefully. Your life is about to undergo a major change." Watching Zhang Yun's departing figure, Zhang Bingbing murmured to herself, then took out her phone from her bag.
"Hello, miss, how can I help you?" A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Send people to protect the young master's safety 24 hours a day."
"Yes, Miss, we'll head over there right away."
Slowly putting down her phone, Zhang Bingbing's beautiful eyes flashed with worry.
Baiyun Residential Area is located near the suburbs, and the buildings here are at least thirty or forty years old, making it a truly old residential area.
It's easy to imagine that the younger brother Zhang Bingbing mentioned lived at the very bottom of society, completely out of place with his sister who had the dual identities of a celebrity and a rich heiress.
Putting all that aside, Zhang Yun did not choose to enter Baiyun Residential Area.
How can living in such a place be commensurate with his status as a god?
It has to be said that Zhang Yun has indeed become a bit arrogant since learning that there are countless worlds within his body.
Zhang Yun opened the iPhone XR that Zhang Bingbing had given him and casually dialed a number.
"Hey, not many people have my number. You'd better tell me clearly who you are."
A cold voice rang out.
"Hey Xia Lang, you have money from China, right? Transfer 100 million to me first, and I'll send you the account details later."
Zhang Yunfeng said casually.
The voice, which was originally cold and ruthless, immediately changed its attitude upon hearing a familiar, chilling voice.
"One hundred million? My God, I'm a penniless wretch. I can't afford that much," Xia Lang said helplessly.
"Isn't your wife very rich?" Zhang Yun said matter-of-factly.
"Uh... okay! Please wait a moment, I'll transfer the money to you right away!"
Xia Lang felt a deep sense of helplessness, but thinking of the future benefits, he could only endure it.
You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub!
"We need to return this phone to its owner."
After fiddling with the phone in his hand, Zhang Yun suddenly realized that the real owner of this phone was not him.
At that moment, Zhang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a cold glint.
It was nearly dawn, and Baiyun Residential Area was not far from the suburbs, so there were hardly any pedestrians on the road at this time.
Only a group of stern-looking men wearing sunglasses slowly walked out of Baiyun Residential Area.
Zhang Yun could sense the faint killing intent emanating from this group of people.
Only those who have killed and tasted blood on the edge of a knife possess this chilling murderous aura.
Of course, ordinary people wouldn't be able to perceive it at all.
The killing intent emanating from them was not directed at Zhang Yun. Although Zhang Yun found it slightly strange, he did not want to pay too much attention to it.
However, as Zhang Yun brushed past several cold-faced men, one of the stern-looking men let out a soft exclamation under the dim streetlights, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Zhang Yun!"
A gasp rang out, and Zhang Yun's figure immediately attracted the attention of all the men. They all gasped as if they had seen a ghost.
"I just shot him in the head with a silenced pistol, how could he still be here!"
"That was very likely just Zhang Yun's double!"
As professional underground assassins, after a moment of panic, everyone calmed down a bit.
After saying that, all the assassins present drew their pistols and aimed them at Zhang Yun, who was alone and seemed to have no fighting ability!
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Chapter 46 Giving You a Fortune
"Whether you are Zhang Yun himself or a stand-in, you are doomed to die today."
"A killer wearing sunglasses said coldly, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent."
Zhang Yun's expression remained calm and natural, though he felt slightly strange inside.
It's truly a case of coincidences.
If you were just an ordinary person with no weapons, encountering something like this would be incredibly unlucky.