Wang Feng, however, was excited by Ono Yuko's words.
Wow, so that means... we'll be witnessing an epic battle between two unparalleled masters tomorrow! How exciting...!
Volume 2: The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 450: Senior Brother
In the dead of night, Wang Guohui quietly tiptoed out of his room.
During dinner that evening, Yuko Ono told Wang Guohui that she could fulfill her duties as a wife one last time by sleeping with him for a few more nights until she finished her business and left China, which would be considered a way to end their marriage.
However, Wang Guohui felt no different seeing her sexy body than seeing a venomous snake, so he immediately and without hesitation rejected Ono Yuko's offer, saying that he could sleep alone.
Wang Guohui walked out of the room barefoot, turned his head to look at Ono Yuko's room, and saw that it was pitch black and there was nothing unusual. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, and then slowly walked to the other side of the third-floor corridor.
Wang Guohui's son, Wang Feng, had already moved out to live with his wife and children and usually didn't stay overnight in Wang Guohui's villa. However, what Ono Yuko said today was too important, and to prevent the news from leaking out before things calmed down, Wang Feng had to stay here temporarily as well.
Wang Guohui only had this one son. Although this son's IQ seemed to be not very high, he was still a member of the Wang family. Therefore, Wang Guohui was determined to escape from the surveillance of that terrible woman with Wang Feng no matter what.
Otherwise, the only consequence would be the complete annihilation of the Wang family.
Heaven knows how much Wang Guohui regrets it now... He did remember that his deceased wife had a favorite piece of jewelry that she always wore. However... after they got married, Wang Guohui saw that his deceased wife no longer wore the gold necklace he had given her, but instead wore this broken stone every day. He became furious and tore the stone pendant off his wife's neck and threw it into the trash can...
Now, nearly thirty years have passed, how could that broken stone pendant that was thrown into the trash can still be found? However, Wang Guohui did not dare to tell the truth during the day. He was worried that if he really said it, he would not even have the chance to see the sun tomorrow. So... he could only pretend that he had already figured out the whereabouts of the ornament, but he held back from saying it in case Ono Yuko changed her mind.
However, secrets can't be kept forever, and this matter was bound to be exposed sooner or later. So... Wang Guohui decided to give up even Xinda Daily Chemicals and immediately take his son far away from this troublesome place, hiding somewhere like Australia, Africa, or South America... He also had an anonymous bank card in Switzerland with a considerable sum of money, enough for him and his son to live comfortably in a strange place for the rest of their lives.
Only now did Wang Guohui begin to regret his actions again. If he had been so open-minded earlier, he wouldn't have ended up in this predicament... But then he realized that Ono Yuko was only after the black stone pendant. In that case... regardless of whether she was greedy or not, the final outcome didn't seem to be any better...
Wang Feng, the son, was staying in the first guest room on this side of the corridor. Wang Guohui walked to the door, but dared not call out to Wang Feng, let alone knock on the door. Otherwise, if he woke up the witch, neither he nor his son would be able to leave.
Wang Guohui gripped the doorknob with his rough, large hands and gave it a gentle twist... Sure enough, his bastard son had never had the habit of locking the door since he was a child, whether he was sleeping or taking a bath... And this time was no exception; the door opened with a gentle twist.
Wang Guohui slipped into the room and quietly closed the door. He needed to wake his son up quickly so they could run away together. They couldn't stay in Dangyang any longer.
This guest room is a suite. There is a small reception hall outside, and the bedroom is inside. Wang Guohui stood at the door of the small reception hall and listened carefully. There was no unusual sound. Then he quickly slipped into the bedroom and reached the bed. He could vaguely see the outline of a person sleeping on the bed. He immediately went forward and covered the person's mouth.
Wang Guohui knew his son's character. If he rashly went up to wake him, the good-for-nothing would definitely start shouting and making a scene, which would probably wake up everyone in the entire villa. So Wang Guohui decided to cover his son's mouth first, and then wake him up.
But as soon as he touched it, he realized something was wrong... How could this person's face be so smooth and tender? Wang Feng's face was pockmarked, not smooth at all.
With doubts in his heart, his hand continued to caress the person on the bed, stroking their chin, brushing their neck, and then touching a pair of high, firm, snow-white breasts...
This... this spendthrift son of a man would hire a prostitute just to stay at home for one night...
Wang Guohui was filled with hatred. He decided to ignore Wang Feng's life and death and escape on his own. At worst, he could find a place to settle down and then find a couple more women to see if he could have another son to carry on the Wang family line.
People in their seventies or eighties can still have sons, but he's only in his fifties, so he's not that old.
However, just as Wang Guohui turned to leave, he heard a soft, familiar voice coming from the bed: "Darling... you've got me all itchy, why are you leaving already? Come on... your son just did it to me three times, but he's so useless, he can only last a few minutes each time. Experience is the best teacher, darling, you're the one who can satisfy me the most, come on... darling... how about I wake up your son and the three of us do it together..."
With a "snap," the bedside lamp was switched on, and then Wang Guohui saw the person sleeping on the bed—the very person he had just groped—it was none other than the witch Ono Yuko who had terrified him...
Zhou Ziwei arrived at the office building of Xinda Daily Chemicals at 10:00 a.m. sharp.
Nowadays, Xinda Daily Chemical has undergone a complete transformation. With the support of the Santian family over the past three years, Xinda Daily Chemical has made a considerable amount of money. Although it cannot compare with the explosive growth of wealth accumulated by the Zhou Group, in just three years, Xinda Daily Chemical has developed from a small factory with fixed assets of only about 100 million yuan into a large factory with total assets of over 10 billion yuan. In this small city of Dangyang, apart from the seemingly behemoth-like Zhou Group, only their Xinda Daily Chemical can be considered a respectable company.
This office building was also newly built last year. Unlike the Zhou Group, which has the ambition to build a high-rise building of more than 60 stories, Xinda Daily Chemical's office building is more than 10 stories high. For a daily chemical company with a relatively simple business, this is quite wasteful.
When Zhou Ziwei arrived at the entrance of the Xinda Daily Chemical Building, he looked around but did not see Lawyer He. He guessed that Lawyer He had probably already gone in. So he smiled at the four security guards who stood in front of the door like wooden stakes, and then stepped inside.
"Stop..." But the four security guards stared at him coldly, and two of them raised their rubber batons to block the doorway, coldly looking at Zhou Ziwei and saying, "This is the main office of Xinda Daily Chemicals. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter. Do you have an appointment?"
Zhou Ziwei sneered, guessing that this was probably a trick played by Wang Guohui and his son. However, given his status, he naturally didn't want to bother with these few security guards. He patiently said, "I need to see your chairman, Wang Guohui. He made an appointment yesterday... Please move aside."
"You're looking for our chairman?"
The older security guard at the head of the group immediately pursed his lips slightly and said, "I'm sorry, we haven't received any notification from the chairman's office, so... you can't go in."
Zhou Ziwei finally lost his patience. His eyes swept over the four security guards in front of him, and he muttered in a low voice, "Idiot—"
As Zhou Ziwei cursed, the four security guards, who had been cold and arrogant, suddenly froze. As if in response to Zhou Ziwei, they all became crooked-mouthed, squinting, and staring blankly, as if they had really turned into four idiots.
Zhou Ziwei snorted coldly, then pushed aside the security guards blocking his way and swaggered into the office building.
Meanwhile, in the monitoring room of a building on the twelfth floor, Ono Yuko saw Zhou Ziwei effortlessly and silently thwart her subtle interception of Zhou Ziwei. She was so shocked that she covered her sexy red lips and let out a low gasp.
"Senior brother...look at him...just who is this person? He subdued those four people with just a casual remark. Could he...could he also be a rare spiritual martial artist?"
In a dark corner of the monitoring room, a man dressed in a blue ancient-style robe, holding a long Japanese sword in both hands, concealed his face in the shadows. He did not move for a long time, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible. He exuded a cold and fierce aura, as if the person sitting there was not a living person, but a frozen zombie that had just been taken out of the freezer.
Upon hearing Yuko Ono's words, the frozen zombie slightly raised its head, a hint of disdain and pride flashing in its eyes, which were slightly tinged with coldness.
"Where in this world are there so many Spirit Warriors?" The cold man sneered, saying, "He used hypnosis, but to be able to use hypnosis so freely, and even hypnotize four people at the same time... this person is indeed someone! However... whether he is a true martial artist or not, we'll have to test him later. You sent four idiots; if that's enough to test his strength, then is such a person even worth my time?"
“Oh… what you say makes sense, Senior Brother…” Ono Yuko nodded upon hearing this, and then said cautiously, “It’s a pity that my psychic abilities haven’t reached the intermediate level yet, so I can’t directly control Wang Guohui’s thoughts. And that old bastard Wang Guohui is very stubborn. I spent half the night trying to get him to talk about the whereabouts of that thing, otherwise… I wouldn’t have needed to ask you, Senior Brother, for help so much!”
The cold-faced man glanced at Ono Yuko and said, "Improving your summoning skills isn't easy. But if you obtain the Black Jade Demon Heart this time, you'll have made a significant contribution. Your master will reward you with whatever he gives you, enough to advance your summoning skills to intermediate level... That person is already upstairs. Go and prepare! This mission is a must-win; there can be no negligence. If necessary, I will intervene immediately... Even if he is truly a rare spiritual martial artist, with the two of us working together, we will surely ensure his death... If this person is indeed a martial artist, yet he's involved in the secular business world, he must have ulterior motives. Perhaps he's also after the Black Jade Demon Heart. It seems... we received the news a bit too late this time..."
"Yes... Senior Brother, then I'll go ahead..." Ono Yuko bowed respectfully to the cold man before backing out of the room.
After asking the receptionist for directions to the conference room, Zhou Ziwei took the elevator directly to the twelfth floor of the building. Although Zhou Ziwei had never taken the Wang family father and son seriously, since they dared to station several security guards at the entrance to stop him, they might do something else to target him once inside. Therefore, Zhou Ziwei didn't dare to be careless and kept his soul power actively scanning, especially the elevator corridors, which he scanned very carefully, fearing that the Wang family father and son might lose their minds again and plant a bomb there, which would be quite embarrassing if they were caught off guard. Although the alloy suit Zhou Ziwei was wearing was strong enough that even if it suddenly exploded, it might not cause too much damage to his body, but even if his body wasn't injured, his head and face could still be injured. Even if Zhou Ziwei could use his soul power to heal the injuries, it would still be very unpleasant...
The elevator ascended safely to the twelfth floor. With a soft "beep," the elevator doors opened to the left and right. Zhou Ziwei breathed a slight sigh of relief and then slowly stepped out.
Just as he was about to walk towards the conference room at the end of the corridor, his expression suddenly changed slightly, because his active soul power had just detected the aura of a powerful person.
The person's aura was icy cold, as cold as a corpse. Moreover, the person was exceptionally slippery, quickly dodging away the moment they touched Zhou Ziwei's soul power. When Zhou Ziwei tried to search for them again, he could no longer detect any trace of the person.
There's actually a master of this caliber hiding inside this building.
Zhou Ziwei's facial muscles twitched slightly. He originally thought that dealing with the Wang family father and son would be as easy as using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, but he never expected that as soon as he entered the building, he would realize that there was such a terrifying expert hiding here.
Although he couldn't accurately scan and sense the person's true strength, Zhou Ziwei estimated from the other person's keen senses and rapid reactions that the person's skills far surpassed those of the guy nicknamed "Werewolf" that he had encountered in the desert.
Could it be... someone ranked among the top three of the world's top ten assassins? That guy Black God is really relentless... Don't give me a chance, or I'll wipe out your lair.
Although Zhou Ziwei was somewhat surprised, he wasn't too afraid. So what if the world's top three assassins appeared here together? He would kill gods and Buddhas if they stood in his way.
Taking large strides, Zhou Ziwei quickly walked to the door of the conference room. Although there was still a door between them, through the scan of his soul power, Zhou Ziwei had already gained some understanding of the situation in the conference room. Fortunately... although the Wang family father and son were as stupid as pigs, they had not arranged any useless thugs or bodyguards here. However... the woman inside once again made Zhou Ziwei feel a very dangerous aura.
Zhou Ziwei was puzzled. Could this woman also be one of the world's top ten assassins? Could it be that... one of the top three assassins in the world's top ten is actually a woman?
Zhou Ziwei had learned some information about the world's top ten assassins through various channels, but... the top three were an exception. Zhou Ziwei didn't even know whether the top three assassins in the world's top ten were male or female, old or young.
Although Zhou Ziwei sensed that the woman in the conference room was dangerous, he instinctively felt that she might not have the same fighting power as a werewolf.
Of course... if this woman has special abilities similar to those of the Insect King or the beautiful snake, then it's quite possible.
Moreover, through his two encounters with the old leader, Zhou Ziwei also learned that the world's strongest fighters are not limited to the top ten assassins. The bodyguards hidden around the heads of state of various countries also possess strengths comparable to the top ten assassins. And these are just the ones in the open. Perhaps there are many other hidden masters in the world who are not in the public eye.
Who cares... We'll deal with whatever comes our way.
Even knowing that the other party was hiding some kind of conspiracy, Zhou Ziwei had no hesitation and walked towards the conference room in front.
"Squeak..." The two staff members guarding the door must have been instructed beforehand. As soon as they saw Zhou Ziwei approaching, they didn't even ask him a question and simply opened the door for him...
Volume 2, The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 451: Butterfly Darts vs. Cross Darts
There were only three people in the huge conference room: Wang Guohui and his son, and Ono Yuko, the woman who gave Zhou Ziwei a vague sense of danger.
Zhou Ziwei had long heard that Wang Guohui had somehow gone mad and married a Japanese adult film actress who was thirty years younger than him. He figured... it must be this woman!
However, Zhou Ziwei is now completely certain that this woman is definitely not the promiscuous woman that others have described. Her background is definitely not simple, and she is very likely a true reclusive master.
The fact that such a skilled woman would willingly become the wife of Wang Guohui, an old man half-buried in the ground, is itself a very obvious conspiracy. Of course... ordinary people wouldn't notice anything special about this woman, and naturally wouldn't think about the issues involved.
Zhou Ziwei walked slowly to the front desk of the conference room and saw Wang Guohui sitting there listlessly in a daze. So he stepped forward and gently nudged Wang Guohui's shoulder, saying somewhat apologetically, "Father-in-law, could you please give up this seat for a moment?"
Wang Guohui was slightly taken aback, slowly raising his head as if he had only just noticed Zhou Ziwei's appearance. He exclaimed "Eh!" in surprise, then quickly stood up and said, "Okay...please sit...please sit..."
Zhou Ziwei smiled slightly and was about to sit down in the main seat when he saw Ono Yuko sitting next to him frown and look at Wang Guohui with displeasure, saying, "Darling... you are still the chairman of Xinda Daily Chemicals. This position should be yours. Why did you give it to him? Besides... since he calls you father-in-law, he should act as a junior. Why should he kick you out?"
Wang Guohui seemed to have developed a deep-seated fear of Ono Yuko. Hearing this, he trembled and hurriedly said, "Okay... Ziwei... I'll sit here for now, you... you..."
Zhou Ziwei frowned slightly upon seeing this, and then took a closer look at Wang Guohui's face. He noticed that Wang Guohui had dark circles under his eyes and sunken eye sockets, looking as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights.
No way! My father-in-law is risking his life to marry such a young wife, and he's ruined his health like this. He looks like one of those men in a ghost story who's been drained dry by a fox spirit.
However, when Zhou Ziwei scanned Wang Guohui's body with his soul power, he was so shocked that his mouth dropped open. He turned his head and glared fiercely at Ono Yuko, who was staring at him with a fierce expression. Then he turned around and walked to a seat on the side, completely losing any interest in competing with Wang Guohui.
Sigh... Poor man, he's been tortured like this. Judging from his appearance, he's definitely not playing any sadomasochistic games. So there's only one reason: my father-in-law isn't having a good time. Maybe he's just not in control of his own life. If I keep targeting him, isn't that a bit too cruel?
Zhou Ziwei looked up at his brother-in-law, Wang Feng, and saw that the young man looked quite spirited, with no marks on his body and no sign of being abused. He also noticed that Wang Feng had only glanced at him casually since he entered the room, and then kept his eyes fixed on Ono Yuko, his eyes ambiguous and greedy, like a drunkard looking at a bottle of fragrant wine, or a smoker looking at an expensive cigarette.
There's something going on... Could it be that my brother-in-law and stepmother... are they conspiring to murder his father? But given Wang Feng's character, there's no way he'd be interested in Ono Yuko! He's probably just a pawn. What I really need to be wary of is this Japanese woman, and... that hidden master in the shadows.
Zhou Ziwei did not continue to make things difficult for Wang Guohui, which made Wang Guohui breathe a sigh of relief. After yesterday's events, he had lost all his ambition. He would be grateful if he could just live out his old age in peace. He did not want to compete with anyone anymore, but... he was now completely powerless to control his own destiny.
"Has my lawyer not arrived yet?" Zhou Ziwei glanced at his watch and saw that it was almost 10 o'clock, the time they had agreed upon, but Lawyer He was still nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but frown slightly.
“No…we’ve never seen any lawyers here?” Wang Feng immediately answered Zhou Ziwei’s question, and after speaking, he didn’t forget to turn his head and give Ono Yuko a fawning smile, which made Zhou Ziwei feel a chill run down his spine.
Lawyers are supposed to be punctual, and Zhou Ziwei didn't believe that Attorney He would forget their appointment today, or that he couldn't come due to some family matter. If that were the case, he should at least have made a phone call.
Since Attorney He hasn't arrived yet, it's very likely that he won't be able to come.
It seems that today's matter will not be so easy to resolve. Zhou Ziwei originally only wanted to use legal means to reclaim everything that he and Wang Xuewei should have had, but now it seems... in the end, he may have to resort to force.
Although Zhou Ziwei felt a little pity for Wang Guohui, he would not make any concessions. After all, Wang Guohui was just a puppet. Even if Zhou Ziwei was willing to give up, it would only benefit someone else in the end. He bet that even if he agreed to transfer all the shares of Xinda Daily Chemicals to Wang Guohui's name now, the poor old man would not get a single penny.
“Alright! Since Attorney He isn’t here, then we don’t need to follow any legal procedures anymore. I suppose that’s exactly what you wanted, right?” Zhou Ziwei sat there, leaning slightly forward. His gaze swept over Wang Guohui, lingered briefly on Wang Feng, and finally settled on Ono Yuko. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a rather strange smile. He said, “This must be my new mother-in-law, right? Hmm… I suppose you’re old enough to be my father-in-law’s wife now? In that case… I’ll just get straight to the point.”
As you can probably guess, I now own 55% of Xinda Daily Chemical's shares, making me its largest shareholder. I have the right to propose taking back control of the company. I wonder if my mother-in-law has any objections?
Yuko Ono gave a blank snort and said, "Have you forgotten? When my husband agreed to let you contribute your technology as shares, there was an agreement with you that you only had the right to share in the profits, but not the right to participate in the company's management. I still have a copy of the contract you signed back then. Does Mr. Zhou want to unilaterally break the contract? According to the regulations, breaching the contract will be severely punished."
Zhou Ziwei smiled nonchalantly upon hearing this and said, "Mother-in-law, don't try to scare me with that contract. I acknowledge the contract we signed back then, but there was a condition for me to abide by it: my wife, Wang Xuewei, had to hold a significant management position in the company. But now you've declared my wife dead, and she's long since lost her place in Xinda Daily Chemicals. So why should I abide by the contract? Even if someone breached the contract, it was you who breached it first."
Moreover… even if a written agreement stipulates that the shareholder only has the right to dividends but not the right to participate in management, this is only effective when used to bind minority shareholders. Now that I own more than 50% of the company's shares, I have automatically become the absolute controlling shareholder of Xinda Daily Chemicals. Such a written agreement no longer has any binding force on me. I have consulted my lawyer on this point, and you can't fool me. So… even if we go to court over this matter, I will be the only winner in the end.”
Yuko Ono wasn't surprised that Zhou Ziwei would say such things. She simply sneered and said, "It seems Mr. Zhou won't shed tears until he sees the coffin... Hmph... I'll remind you one last time, regardless of whether Wang Xuewei is dead or not, after two years of her disappearance, we can legally cancel her household registration and reclaim her original shares in Xinda Daily Chemicals. However... the official solution last time allocated half of Wang Xuewei's nine percent of shares to your name. Now I want you to immediately return those shares, or... I'll make sure you don't leave today!"
"You can come but not go? Haha... What, do you want me to be splattered with blood five steps away?"
Zhou Ziwei almost burst out laughing when he heard this. It sounded like his cheap mother-in-law was talking like an ancient female knight-errant... oh, no, an ancient female bandit. Her Jianghu accent was so strong that it was funny. It seemed that she probably learned most of her Chinese from domestic martial arts films!
Yuko Ono, however, was not in the mood to joke with Zhou Ziwei. She had already discussed this matter with her senior brother and decided to resolve everything with force.
Although Zhou Ziwei is a well-known figure in China's business world, and even considered the richest man in China, his identity does not put any pressure on these reclusive martial artists.
He's just a merchant; killing him is no big deal. It's only because Zhou Ziwei might also be a reclusive martial artist that they have some reservations. However... for the sake of that Black Jade Demon Heart, even if Zhou Ziwei really is a reclusive martial artist with a powerful background, they can't care about that anymore.