The two were about to leave, but Frank blurted out, âWho said you could leave? Have you asked me?â
He was aggrieved before this. In Valtameri Tower, he had watched Alex go on a killing spree and ruined
the martial arts of all his people, and even made him swallow the parasite alive⦠He needed to vent
out the same amount of anger for the
amount of hate and resentment that he had felt back then. âSir, we only took money to carry out the
work, you donât have to be like this, right?â Denis said.
Frank sneered, âIf I didnât have a trump card, then I probably would have been killed by the both of you.
It
doesnât concern me anymore that youâre just hired thugs. You deserve to die for making a move
against me.â Having said that, the pudgy old man moved again. Another black light flashed. There was
an afterimage of something turning in the air. The uniquely shaped knife passed through Denisâs neck
and drew an arc, then pierced through Erikâs neck. It
left identical, bloodied holes in the center of both their necks. Thud! Thud!
Two soft sounds echoed out. Denis and Erik fell to the ground dead, with their eyes wide open.
Everyone present let out exclaims due to shock. The pudgy old man was just so strong.
The knife that he used this time wasnât in his hand at all, but it shot in the air while freely changing its
direction in air, and its travelling speed was extremely fast. Alexâs pupils constricted. âAirborne Blades!
Spirit Transcendence?!â He could feel the spiritual powers emanating from the old man, which meant
that the old man was the same as
him.
He had broken out of the category of martial arts and had entered the ranks of cultivation. The man
was at the minimum in the Spirit Transcendence stage, and possibly higher. Now, it looked like things
could get a bit troublesome. Frank glanced at Alex again, his face was full of
mockery and ridicule. Thatâs right, the mentality that he had right now was like a cat toying around with
a mouse. Among the people
present at the scene right now, naturally Alex was the one that he hated the most.
However, he wasnât in a hurry to attack Alex. He wanted Alex to watch at the side while letting him feel
the
horror and despair creeping up slowly. Then, he wanted him to have a slow death in despair. Only then,
he
could relieve the hatred in his heart. Frank walked in front of Jerry and chuckled softly. âHow about
now? Do you approve of me being the CEO
of your Thousand Miles Conglomerate?â
Jerry glanced at Denis and Erik, whom he regarded as his patrons. They were both dead now. How
could he possibly still have any confidence to be emboldened?
He fell down to his knees with a thud in the next second, and slapped himself in the face. âBig Brother,
no, dear CEO. Youâre the CEO of our Thousand Miles Conglomerate. I was blind and a fool just now,
please
donât be offended.â
âHahaha! Very good!â
Frank was quite satisfied. âYouâre a director of Thousand Miles Conglomerate? How
many shares do you hold?â
In order to preserve his own life and safety, Jerry didnât dare to lie and immediately replied, â7%.â Frank
smiled and snapped his fingers. The pretty secretary with glasses that had followed him took out a
contract from the bag and threw it in front
of Jerry. âSign it!â
Jerry took up the papers to read it, and was instantly taken aback. It was actually an equity transfer
contract. On it, it was written that Frank would buy the equity shares of Party B at the price of one
dollar. As to the
amount of equity, it was a blank line. Meanwhile, the secretary with glasses had written â7%â on it. Jerry
was stunned. âN-No, thatâs impossible.
I wonât sell it!â The 7% shares that he held could allow him to get hundreds of millions dividends every
year without lifting a
finger to work. How could he bear to sell it off for one dollar?
He would be crazy to sign it. However, a black knife floating in the air was placed on Jerryâs neck the
next moment. Frank said, âSign, or die. What will you choose?