"What, ten billion!"
Shen Junjie shouted in disbelief. He grabbed He Sheng by the collar and roared, "What are you guys doing? Can't you fight back?"
Facing Shen Ziqiang's grim expression, He Sheng was tense. He said through gritted teeth, "We did try to fight back, but the opponent is too mysterious, their methods are brilliant, they are top-tier traders. So, we have absolutely no recourse right now."
"Damn it, useless, a bunch of good-for-nothings."
Shen Junjie shoved He Sheng away forcefully, then cursed at the trading staff. He turned back to Shen Ziqiang and said, "Dad, invest more money! I don't believe they have that much cash to compete with us!"
At this moment, Shen Ziqiang's brows were tightly furrowed as he stared at the large screen in front of him. The stock growth lines of several overseas projects were consistently falling, having already dropped by twelve percent.
This meant that in the short time they had been talking, two billion had already evaporated!
"Immediately transfer the twenty billion funds stored domestically and quickly stabilize the market," Shen Ziqiang ordered, glaring at He Sheng.
"Yes."
They quickly operated, attempting to rescue the stock markets of several overseas projects...
"Dad, who exactly is suppressing us?" Shen Junjie asked.
But Shen Ziqiang shook his head. He had already contacted friends overseas on the way and confirmed that it wasn't the United States making a move!
After all, the financing for his investment projects was illegal!
If the United States had intervened to suppress them, Shen Ziqiang would have received advance notice.
Therefore, he was now completely baffled, not knowing who it was that was willing to burn money to suppress his stock market!
Ten minutes passed, and the opponent still hadn't stopped. At a pace of evaporating one hundred million per minute, they were continuously crushing the Zi Qiang Financial Group and the stocks of those overseas projects.
"Damn it."
Shen Ziqiang's eyes widened, his fists clenched. He gritted his teeth and angrily said to He Sheng, " Transfer all domestic funds to save the market."
Vice President He Sheng worriedly said, "Mr. Shen, we don't have much domestic capital. If we transfer all of it, it will directly affect our domestic stock market!"
"Stop the nonsense and do as I say!"
Shen Ziqiang glared at him. He Sheng dared not argue further and could only comply.
However, another five minutes passed, and the opponent still didn't relent. Instead, they increased their capital, accelerating at a pace of evaporating two hundred million per minute, continuously crushing the Zi Qiang Financial Group and the stocks of those overseas projects.
At the same time, Shen Ziqiang's domestic stocks also began to show a downward trend due to the volatility of his overseas projects!
"Who is it, who exactly is targeting me?"
Shen Ziqiang's eyes blazed. Watching the empire he had painstakingly built evaporate before his eyes, Shen Ziqiang felt his heart bleeding.
"Mr. Shen, Mr. He, the security guard downstairs said someone is forcing their way into our company!" a female employee on duty ran in and shouted.
"Damn it, who is it?"
Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, the door was kicked open with external force, flying out and smashing against the wall. The female employee screamed in fright, and everyone present instantly stood up.
Then, a figure walked in. The released rage seemed so palpable that one could clearly see flickering flames emanating from him. The person who arrived was Wan Yunting!
"It's you!"
Shen Junjie recognized the person who had entered as Wan Yunting, the one who had made him fall at Ling Wei's clubhouse that night.
"What are you waiting for? Quickly call security to throw him out," He Sheng, having recovered, shouted at the female employee.
But she stammered, pointing a finger outside to the lobby, where the security guards were already lying on the ground.
Wan Yunting's expression was cold, his gaze even more terrifyingly chilling. He glanced at the large screen, then turned back to Shen Ziqiang and his son, speaking coldly, "It's still not too late for you to repent!"
Shen Junjie glared, pointing at him with his left index finger and angrily asking, "What do you mean?"
But Shen Ziqiang's brow furrowed, and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at Wan Yunting before him, he wondered if it was him.
Impossible!
How could a rapist who had just been released from prison possess such terrifying power!
Even if Wan Yunting had allied with the richest man, Kang Hongwen, the strength of Wuhu Group couldn't possibly achieve the feat of evaporating one hundred million of his company's stock in a minute!
"Kid, I don't have time to play with you right now."
Shen Junjie pointed at Wan Yunting with his left index finger, glaring and scolding, "Get out now, and I'll pretend you were never here. Otherwise, all consequences—ah..."
However, before he could finish his sentence, Wan Yunting, with ghostly speed, grabbed Shen Junjie's index finger and bent it. The crisp sound of bone cracking, accompanied by his pig-like screams, instantly shocked everyone around.
"Jun Jie..."
It was too sudden; Shen Ziqiang hadn't even reacted. Wan Yunting grabbed Shen Junjie's left wrist, then released his bent index finger. Wan Yunting then grabbed his middle finger and ring finger, and said coldly to Shen Ziqiang, "You shouldn't have gone after my second brother, and you shouldn't have broken his hands!"
Crack!
Ah...
The sound of bone cracking and Shen Junjie's screams.
"You bastard, stop it..."
Finally reacting, Shen Ziqiang roared in anger.
But Wan Yunting grabbed Shen Junjie's pinky finger and bent it again. The crisp sound of bone breaking and his screams made Vice President He Sheng and the other employees shiver and feel a chill down their spines.
"If others don't offend me, I don't offend them. If others offend me, I will surely offend them. I never provoke trouble, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of trouble!"
Wan Yunting's voice was calm, yet it exuded a king's domineering aura. He then grabbed Shen Junjie's thumb and bent it towards Shen Ziqiang, coldly snorting, "So tonight, I will vent this anger for my second brother!"
Afterward, Wan Yunting grabbed Shen Junjie's left hand with both hands and dislocated his entire joint. wap.kanshu伍.net
Ah...
The tragic screams. Shen Junjie fell to the ground, struggling. His left hand and all five fingers were completely deformed.
This scene terrified everyone present, their faces paling and their hearts trembling.
"Jun Jie..."
Shen Ziqiang immediately rushed forward.
But Wan Yunting turned around, grabbed Shen Ziqiang by the collar with his large hand, and lifted him up, dragging him.
Wan Yunting's two icy gazes were like the stare of a demon from hell!
Shen Ziqiang's eyes widened, his face flushed red from the neck up, his face contorted as Wan Yunting's hand choked him. He felt like he was suffocating, a sense of death enveloping his entire being.
Fear!
Anger!
Coalesced in his pupils...
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Shen Ziqiang's mind: he had provoked a truly ruthless person this time!
"Let go of Mr. Shen immediately, or I... I'll call the police."
Vice President He Sheng, having snapped back to his senses, shouted at Wan Yunting in a panic.
"All of you, get out!"
But Wan Yunting's glare made He Sheng tremble all over, dropping his phone. The other employees were also scared and fled, showing no intention of staying to help their chairman.
After all, Wan Yunting's methods were truly terrifying.
Seeing everyone leave, Wan Yunting turned back to Shen Ziqiang, who was being choked, his face flushed red, his eyes wide and blazing with anger, and said, "Now we can settle the score properly!"
"Wan Yunting, fuck your mother..."
Shen Junjie, lying on the ground, had a ferocious expression. His hands were crippled, but he still fearlessly cursed.
Wan Yunting's gaze turned cold, and he immediately performed an over-the-shoulder throw with Shen Ziqiang, slamming him onto the lying Shen Junjie...
Ah...
Father and son screamed.
Wan Yunting stepped forward and kicked Shen Ziqiang away again. He slid two meters on the smooth floor before crashing into a table and stopping.
He clutched his stomach, kneeling on the ground groaning, trembling violently. But Shen Ziqiang raised his head, his face contorted with rage, and trembling, gritted his teeth at Wan Yunting, angrily saying, "You bastard, I will definitely send you to prison. You'll sit there until your prison uniform wears out!"
Wan Yunting's expression was indifferent. He looked at Shen Junjie on the ground. The young man roared furiously, "You asshole, kill me if you have the guts."
"Kill you?"
Looking at Shen Junjie's arrogant, imperious, and thoroughly detestable face, Wan Yunting raised his foot and stepped on his left thigh, coldly sneering, "Killing is illegal, so I won't be that foolish. Moreover, killing you would be letting you off too easy!"
Crack!
Ah...
Instantly, the sound of thigh bone breaking, accompanied by Shen Junjie's pig-like screams, could be heard. Watching Wan Yunting's foot rub vigorously on his son's thigh, one could clearly hear the bone being crushed, emitting a piercing, scalp-numbing sound.
"Ah..."
Unable to bear it, Shen Ziqiang roared in anger. He got up and charged at Wan Yunting, "You bastard, I'll fight you to the death..."
Bang!
Wan Yunting lifted his leg and kicked him in the stomach. Shen Ziqiang was sent flying backward, landing on his knees on the ground with a thud. The pain in his stomach was like a tidal wave, causing him to clutch his abdomen and vomit.
"Your crimes against my second brother!"
Saying this, Wan Yunting placed his foot on Shen Junjie's right thigh again, and with a cold voice, he said, "I will now return them to you twofold..."
Crack!
Ah...
Shen Junjie's tragic screams echoed as his thigh bone was brutally snapped by Wan Yunting. This time, he could no longer endure such pain. His head lolled to the side, and he fainted.
"Jun Jie..."
Watching his son being tortured like this by Wan Yunting, Shen Ziqiang roared in rage, "Scum, I, Shen Ziqiang, swear that I will tear you into a million pieces!"
"And your second brother, I will ensure he has a miserable death, a truly miserable death..."
These words caused Wan Yunting's expression to darken immediately. He stepped forward, grabbed Shen Ziqiang by the collar with both hands, and lifted him up, dragging him to a nearby table.
He forcefully pressed Shen Ziqiang's head onto the table's keyboard, pointing at the computer screen which displayed the constantly plummeting growth lines of their company's domestic stocks and several overseas projects.
If the market wasn't stabilized soon, Zi Qiang Financial Group would face immediate collapse and bankruptcy!
"Weren't you wondering who would attack your company for no reason?"
Wan Yunting leaned in and whispered into Shen Ziqiang's ear. At this moment, his voice was like a ghostly demonic melody. He pointed to the computer screen with his large finger, smiling sinisterly, "Then I'll tell you now: I did all of this!"