C1049 Shen Xu
C1049 Shen Xu
In the next second, the red cloud ruptured and a pillar of fire fell from the sky toward the Devil Island.
In a blink of an eye, the huge Devil Island disappeared, turning into a huge crater tens of thousands of meters deep, as if it was going to pierce through the entire Earth.
Countless amounts of seawater rushed towards the huge pit, but was evaporated by the fire element within it.
The whole process took more than ten minutes before the huge pit was filled with seawater.
And in the sky, the tyrannical fire element had completely disappeared. Replacing it was a mist formed by the evaporation of seawater, forming a gigantic cloud that covered a thousand miles.
Along with the sound of thunder, heavy rain poured down.
In the torrential rain, he could no longer see anything. The range of his vision was less than five meters.
Lu Fanfeng withdrew the spatial crack, but everyone had yet to wake up from their shock.
The heavenly fire pillar was destructive. It burned for tens of thousands of meters, creating an endless crater as if it was going to pierce through the earth.
Such a terrifying might had already surpassed the strongest weapon in the world.
"Let's go back!" Lu Fanfeng's voice suddenly came out, although it was not loud, it caused everyone to tremble.
"Lu …" Howar said in a stiff voice, but he could not help but swallow his saliva, he no longer had the dignity of a representative of a great nation.
"Go back and hand this video to your President. Tell him that Asia does not welcome him!" Lu Fanfeng said softly.
"Alright …" Howar reflexively replied, and he was no longer as calm and collected as he was before.
Until he stepped onto the flight back to North America, Howar's nervous mood finally relaxed. Looking at the flourishing Manila, Howar could not help but shed tears.
Although the owner of the Hong Kong Zheng Family Villa had already changed to Shen Xu, everyone was still used to using this place as the Zheng Clan's manor.
The usually bustling and bustling Zheng Manor was now deserted and desolate.
At 4 PM in the afternoon, the old housekeeper who was in charge of the manor walked out of his room, his eyes still drowsy.
Knock on a door at any time and shout into it, "Sweep the street, son of a bitch!"
Then, he walked towards the garden.
Just at this moment, the old butler saw an ordinary-looking young man appear in a desolate manor.
"Scram, this is Zheng Family Villa!" the old butler shouted in Cantonese.
The young man was startled, but said softly: "I want to see Shen Xu!"
"Scram! Shen Xu is dead! If there's anything, go to the company headquarters and find Han Muxue!" the old butler shouted.
However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a huge force, and his vision blurred. When he could clearly see again, he saw that the young man had already grabbed him by the neck, and his two feet had left the ground, "Why are you looking for Han Muxue, isn't Zheng Consortium Chairman Shen Xu?" Lu Fanfeng asked coldly.
"Shen Xu is about to die, Han Muxue is the true person with the Zheng Family!" The old butler hurriedly replied, but he was unable to catch his breath.
Lu Fanfeng threw him onto the ground, "Shen Xu is critically ill, why isn't Han Muxue in the manor taking care of him?"
"This …" The old butler knew that the other party was powerful, so he did not dare to speak nonsense. He could only answer truthfully, "It was a political marriage after all, where did all these true feelings come from?"
"Scram!" Lu Fanfeng was furious, he waved his hand and sent the old butler flying.
Then, his figure instantly appeared inside the villa, in the room that Shen Xu was in.
The room that was originally luxurious was now in ruins.
Lu Fanfeng remembered that there should be a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings in the room, but at the moment, they were all gone.
The table was covered in dust, as if it had not been cleaned in many years.
The bedding on the bed was giving off a terrible stench.
Shen Xu laid on the stinky blanket, and pushed it away, only to see a shocking and infuriating scene.
Under the bedding, there was excrement that had already lost all its moisture, and there were even some shriveled up insects.
The originally sturdy Shen Xu was now just skin and bones. In at most another month, he would die.
"If I know who did it, I'll definitely exterminate the nine generations of the enemy!" Lu Fanfeng could immediately tell that Shen Xu had been bewitched by an evil technique.
Lu Fanfeng anxiously used his Innate Qi to nourish Shen Xu's body, and at the same time secretly channeled his technique to remove all the filth.
"Shen Xu, wake up!" Lu Fanfeng called out softly, but Shen Xu did not react at all.
Immediately, he guessed a few things.
could not be more familiar with Fu Wen Incantation, and this technique was the secret technique that he had bestowed to the northern Arts Master, Sunn Chuanting.
"Sunn Chuanting!" Lu Fanfeng was furious, despite thinking so highly of him, Sunn Chuanting betrayed him.
At the Hong Kong Island Headquarters, however, Han Muxue was feeling extremely contented.
As Shen Xu's wife, he naturally had to take control of the entire Zheng Consortium in his place after he fell seriously ill.
From the initial listening, to some superficial opinions later, and then to gradually put his trusted aides in.
At present, the entire upper echelons of the Zheng Consortium had been replaced by Han Muxue's trusted aides.
In order to fully control the Zheng Consortium, Han Muxue had spent five years.
Furthermore, she also understood that after he had gained control of the Zheng Consortium, Shen Xu had no reason to continue living.
Looking at the Arts Master Sunn Chuanting in the corner, the smile on Han Muxue's face became even more brilliant.
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Ten billion USD was nothing to the current Han Muxue.
10 billion dollars in exchange for the control of a super consortium across the globe was definitely a huge profit.
Turning around to look at the young man behind him, he saw that his face was comparable to that of the s oppa, causing many girls to suffocate.
Her extraordinary bed skills also captivated Han Muxue.
The second year after she married Shen Xu, Han Muxue got to know this handsome guy through her uncle Han Xuanmin's introductions. From then on, Han Muxue became obsessed with him.
Looking at Han Xuanmin with a slightly grateful gaze, Han Muxue knew that Han Xuanmin was the true person of her life.
If not for Han Xuanmin, he wouldn't have known Shen Xu.
If not for Han Xuanmin, Han Muxue would never give up on the Young Master of Hong Kong Zheng Family and throw himself into Shen Xu's arms.
If it were not for Han Xuanmin, Han Muxue would not have met his later lover, Fang Yuhang.
If not for Han Xuanmin, she wouldn't have been able to find him and put his life on the line.
If it wasn't for Han Xuanmin, with his orphans and widows, he wouldn't be able to control such a large Zheng Consortium.
Han Xuanmin seemed to be involved in everything Han Muxue did, but she only felt gratitude towards his kind uncle without suspecting anything. Perhaps, this was the thing that Han Muxue had failed the most in.
The handsome lover Fang Yuhang, the considerate uncle Han Xuanmin, as well as the one who controlled the super financial group that spanned across Asia, Europe and the United States, Han Muxue knew that his life had already reached its peak.
After that, he could only wait quietly for two months until Shen Xu died.
Two months wasn't a long time, but to Han Muxue, who was burning with anxiety, her days were like years.