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In the bar of the Floating Street, Xue Yang had already proclaimed that he was Mr. XI due to the pressure, so in front of Xing Lele and Gao Mingjie, there was no need for him to clarify his own position.

The most important point right now was probably to clarify the relationship between the Deep Sea Group and the Hundred Ghosts.

At this time, Gao Mingjie looked like he had nothing to do with me, and continued: "Although I am good at shooting, but I am really not good at household chores. Xiao Le, I will leave this matter to you."

He came here because he helped Yang Yali keep the Deep Sea Group. Even though he had encountered many things in the process, Xue Yang's original intention had not changed.

It was clear that the interior of the Hundred Ghosts was also in a mess right now. If Xue Yang wanted to stop those two from corroding the Deep Sea Group, he would have to come into contact with them.

Although according to Xing Lele's words, Xue Yang could only see one, that was already enough.

Xing Lele immediately made a call: "Eighth Mr, long time no see, unintentionally disturbing you, but there is something that I can only tell you after meeting you."

The call was short, but Xing Lele hung up after receiving the permission to speak.

Afterwards, the three of them went straight to a normal office building at the center of the city. When Xue Yang arrived at a resting room and saw that he had time to meet with them while he was at work, he was a little surprised.

"I'll give you guys five minutes. If you have any problems, hurry up and tell me. After all, I'm not in the mood to relax like you guys." Zhangsun Lesheng said straightforwardly.

With regards to Gao Mingjie's words, Zhangsun Lesheng directly ignored them. He placed his gaze on Xing Lele; after all, this intelligent person knew who the person who should speak the most was.

At this time, Xue Yang was just watching by the side. The cold and arrogant man in front of him made him feel extremely unhappy.

Zhangsun Lesheng continued to speak: "Don't bother with me, as long as the boss doesn't say anything, there will be no problems with my actions. In the future, don't bother with my problems, just make a good vase for me."

Hearing him say this, Gao Mingjie pointed his gun straight at Zhangsun Lesheng's head. However, not only was this fellow not afraid, he even ridiculed him, "Violence will not solve anything."

Gao Mingjie only chuckled at this time: "Of course, I'm only warning you. You better be a bit more courteous to Mr. X."

With the state's laws, every household had their own rules. Even if Gao Mingjie wanted to beat him up, he had to let go of his gun now, considering the boss's rules.

"Then please be a little more polite to me, Ninth Mr." The sneer on Zhangsun Lesheng's face grew even stronger.

It was also at this time that Sha Bao's fist directly smashed into Zhangsun Lesheng's white face, causing him to directly smash into the window of the resting room.

Xue Yang flexed his wrist. Originally, he thought that this person, as the Eighth Elder, would at least possess some martial power. However, from the effects of this punch, he was simply a soft persimmon that couldn't take a beating.

Zhangsun Lesheng, whose mouth was bleeding profusely, still seemed very calm at this moment. Just as he was about to speak, Xue Yang threw another punch over.

However, Zhangsun Lesheng still tried his best to roll over. He looked at Gao Mingjie with an ice-cold gaze and said, "Now you should take out your spear and aim it at that brat's body instead of aiming it at him!"

However, Gao Mingjie kept his gun and laughed while saying: "It's just as you said, violence can't solve anything. The person you should be lecturing isn't me, it's him."

Gao Mingjie pointed at Xue Yang, and then continued: "Also, the two of you are now of the same identity. He is also one of you, so it's like I can't really shoot you, much less him."

His words were stiff like a robot: "Don't tell me you are Mr. XI, a Mr. XI that really likes violence? Adding you and Ninth Mr together, Hundred Ghosts will soon become the second most violent place, and do you really think that your fist can solve any substantive problems?"

At this time, Zhangsun Lesheng was obviously bragging about his high IQ, he did not bother to hide his disgust towards martial artists.

However, Xue Yang's smile was extremely sincere. He smiled and said: "Esteemed Mr. Eight, violence can't solve anything, but I'm sure of one thing, violence can definitely solve you."

Right after he said that, Gao Mingjie who was seated at the side clapped his hands and said: "These words are quite suitable for me."

Seeing that Xue Yang was completely unreasonable, Zhangsun Lesheng finally clenched his teeth and said: "Stop! "I don't get along with a rude person like you. You can say whatever it is that you're looking for me for as long as you want!"

Although Zhangsun Lesheng still had a face that showed that he would rather die than submit, his mouth was still quite honest. Xue Yang finally smiled, the person in front of him was also a clever man, he knew the principle of being wise and wise.

Seeing that he was already so direct, Xue Yang stopped hiding and directly said: "Whether it's for your Hundred Ghosts or the Deep Sea Group, we'll leave your matter of corroding the Deep Sea Group at that. How about it, otherwise you'll have to suffer a little pain in your flesh, it's not worth it."

Hearing his words, Zhangsun Lesheng immediately raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Your Hundred Ghosts? Are you not from Hundred Ghosts? "

At this critical juncture, when this fellow was still giving words for him, Xue Yang immediately raised his hand, as if he was going to hit him, "When did I say it? Why are you still playing with these words?"

Since the person in front of him had already determined that he was a barbarian, then Xue Yang would let him have a look.

At this time, Xing Lele seemed to want to say something, but she gave him a look, signalling him not to interfere in this matter.

"Good, good, good! "Stop, stop, let's talk properly. I won't bite off more than I can chew." Zhangsun Lesheng was frightened once again. Seeing that Xue Yang had finally put his hands down, he said, "I am only responsible for some of the details. How can the Deep Sea Group, a large corporation, annex everything so easily?"

At this time, Gao Mingjie finally spoke up, "Eighth Mr., aren't you being too modest? There are a few small businesses that have merged large scale enterprises, and those that are similar to the Snake Swallowing Elephant are all being planned from your hands."

Hearing that Gao Mingjie was here to expose the truth again, Zhangsun Lesheng looked at him coldly. But how could someone like Gao Mingjie, who was walking back and forth between life and death, be afraid of such a scholar? Towards the threat of his gaze, Gao Mingjie only laughed in disdain.

Xue Yang, who had always been standing at the side, glared at Zhangsun Lesheng.

His voice was no longer as confident as before, "You know that I'm only controlling the matter of snakes devouring elephants, but is the Deep Sea Corporation an elephant? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Deep Sea Group is a mountain. This snake of mine doesn't have the ability to swallow a mountain. "

"But right now, the Deep Sea Corporation is definitely facing a great threat. Otherwise, their CEO wouldn't be so anxious." At this time, Xue Yang's voice had actually become louder.

I can't swallow this mountain, but that doesn't mean other people can't. Come on, look at your eyes, I'm afraid you all already know that the main culprit behind this is the Mr. Three, but you guys can't touch the Mr. Three, so you just have to use me as a weapon.

The more Zhangsun Lesheng spoke, the more pleased he became with himself, until a fist once again landed on his face.

Xue Yang laughed, completely ignoring Zhangsun Lesheng's anger, and only laughed: "You are indeed very smart, and your intelligence is not low, but you must properly learn EQ from Mr. X, if I were you, I would obediently speak."

Zhangsun Lesheng, who had already taken three heavy punches, currently only covered his face and did not make a single move.

Seeing that the person in front of him had stopped talking, Xue Yang could only speak with a bored tone, "It doesn't matter if you want to hear the words of a martial arts husband or not, I'll say it here. No matter who the main culprit is, we can only find you and can only warn you to give up on any actions you take to annex the Deep Sea Group.

A martial uncle's three punches were certainly not something that a small white face could withstand.

"Mr. Eight's ability must not be limited to just this small company, right?" After Xue Yang came out from the office building, he turned his head to look around and asked with a smile.

At this time, Gao Mingjie had a piece of Dogtail grass in his mouth, as if he didn't want to talk much.

Xing Lele had always been the one to answer these questions. Xing Lele laughed and said gently: "This is only a small company that has only been established for half a year. Every time Mr. Eight has set his eyes on a small company, he would habitually start a small company like this one, and in the end, perform a miracle like swallowing an elephant."