Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1214 1125: Beat You to the Ground

After saying just one sentence, Wang Yan immediately charged forward, and then his body vanished at the stairway exit.

Beiming Xue, Hu Wei, and Ma Jun also ran toward the stairway exit, then disappeared there too.

Watching this, the receptionist showed a trace of disdain and said, "Bumpkins are bumpkins, they don't even know to take the elevator. That's a hundred floors, you'll exhaust yourselves climbing the stairs."

Soon after, the receptionist recalled something and said, "Right, President Xia Jian seems to have said that no matter who wants to see the chairman, they should inform him first."

With that, the receptionist picked up the phone.

Meanwhile, in another luxurious office on the hundredth floor of the building, Xia Jian was sitting on a spacious sofa, and opposite him sat a burly man.

The burly man's physique was very tall, and his muscles were exceptionally strong. On the bare right forearm, a vaguely blue tattoo was faintly visible.

Moreover, an aura, which only belongs to a Demon Cultivator, emitted from this tattoo.

However, this aura was extremely weak, merely at the level of a Demon Warrior.

Xia Jian was extremely respectful toward this burly man, smiling broadly as he said, "Mr. Meng Man, you're really a man of mystery, I didn't expect you to be a cultivator."

The burly man named Meng Man laughed heartily, "Haha, of course. But you got it wrong, we call ourselves Demon Cultivators, not cultivators."

Xia Jian nodded repeatedly, saying, "Though, it's a bit strange, why call it Demon Cultivator?"

Meng Man said, "You're really ignorant, not even knowing this. We, Demon Cultivators, naturally cultivate the Demon Patterns. You aren't unaware of Demon Patterns, are you?"

Even though Meng Man had scolded him, Xia Jian still kept up a smiling face and asked, "What are Demon Patterns?"

Meng Man immediately adopted a haughty demeanor, "Let me show you now."

With that, Meng Man rolled up his sleeve and said, "Look, this is the Demon Pattern."

On Meng Man's forearm, a black dog was tattooed.

Seeing the black dog, Xia Jian hesitated a bit and asked, "I've seen tiger tattoos, phoenix tattoos, but never dog tattoos."

Meng Man waved dismissively and said, "What do you know? Those are tattoos, but this is a real Demon Pattern."

With that, a shake of Meng Man's arm, and the black dog Demon Pattern suddenly flew up, floating above Meng Man's head.

Seeing this, Xia Jian's eyes widened, wearing a look of amazement as he stared at the black dog above Meng Man's head, practically stunned.

Seeing Xia Jian's astonished expression, Meng Man finally felt smug, "Haha, this is just a small demonstration of my capabilities."

As he spoke, Meng Man clenched his fist and punched the table in front of him.

The marble table immediately shattered with the punch.

Xia Jian clapped excitedly and said, "Amazing, amazing. Mr. Meng Man, would you be my bodyguard? Protecting my safety."

Meng Man waved his large hand and said, "No problem, considering your respect for me. If you find anyone displeasing, I'll knock them down with one punch."

Overjoyed, Xia Jian was about to speak when suddenly the door burst open, and a security guard rushed in, saying, "President, someone... someone has entered the chairman's room."

Upon hearing this, Xia Jian furiously said, "What? Where are the receptionist staff? All dead, didn't I tell them to report anyone who wants to see the chairman to me?"

Just as he finished speaking, the phone on Xia Jian's desk rang, and the voice of the receptionist came through, "Reporting to the President, there are four people who wish to see the chairman. Estimate they can climb up to the hundredth floor in ten minutes."

Xia Jian roared angrily, "Bullshit, they've already arrived, and you're only telling me now. Get out and go home immediately."

Slamming the phone down hard, Xia Jian jumped off the sofa and said to Meng Man, "Mr. Meng Man, now there are people trying to harm my Three Principles Group, I'd like to ask for your help."

Meng Man waved his large hand and said, "No problem, whoever comes, I'll knock them down."

With Meng Man's assistance, Xia Jian was relieved of his breath and stormed out of the office with a fierce demeanor, heading toward the chairman's office on the other side.

Opening the door, he saw five people in the room.

At first glance, Xia Jian still looked at Fushi sitting on the sofa in the office.

Fushi had already closed his eyes, appearing motionless.

Xia Jian was delighted, thinking, "This old geezer finally passed away, survived for so long, haha, hereafter the Three Principles Group will be mine."

Then, Xia Jian noticed four strangers in the room.

Upon seeing who these four people were, Xia Jian sneered inwardly, thinking, "Just four youngsters, could these be the ones the old geezer painstakingly invited to help? What capabilities can they have being so young?"

Considering Fushi was now dead, Xia Jian no longer pretended and coldly swept a glance at the four in the room, saying, "Who are you people? Why are you forcing your way into my Three Principles Group?"

The four people in the room were Wang Yan's group, Wang Yan was currently seated next to Fushi, his right hand pressing on Fushi's wrist, carefully diagnosing Fushi's condition.

Beiming Xue was unaware of Xia Jian's background and immediately explained upon hearing Xia Jian's question, "We were invited by Fushi, and brother Wang Yan is diagnosing Fushi. He might be able to revive him."

Xia Jian was originally smug, but upon hearing Wang Yan might save Fushi, he got anxious.

Although Fushi seemed dead and impossible to cure, Xia Jian preferred to err on the side of caution rather than disregard it.

With that thought, Xia Jian's eyes turned, he shouted angrily, "I see it's you people who harmed the chairman. Quickly leave the chairman."

Beiming Xue got angry quickly and said, "What nonsense are you spouting, brother Wang Yan is here to save him."

Just then, Wang Yan released his hand from Fushi's wrist and said, "He's still savable. Ma Jun, Hu Wei, lift him up and place him on the table. During my treatment, no one should disturb me, you two hold him down, it will be very painful for him, thus his body must not move at all. Any movement will render the efforts in vain."

Upon that, Ma Jun and Hu Wei immediately lifted Fushi and placed him flat onto the spacious desk, hands holding him down firmly.

Hearing that Wang Yan had a way to save Fushi, Xia Jian was immediately panicked and shouted, "Don't mess with him, the chairman is dead. Don't harbor any ill intentions."

Though shouting anxiously, Wang Yan began to use his fingers to tap continuously on Fushi's body.

Panic-stricken, Xia Jian suddenly spotted Meng Man behind, he said, "Quickly bring the chairman back to me."

Meng Man laughed heartily and said, "No problem, watch me knock these few people down."