Billions of Dollars in Stockpiling: Doomsday Begins with Nuclear Wastewater Discharge

Chapter 227 Fallen Into a Trap?

Listening to the other party's domineering words, Gao Weiqiang narrowed his eyes and said with a hint of coldness: "Does brother mean to rob us?"

"You can understand it that way." Jiang Cheng said lightly.

"Hahaha! Lao Zhao, Lao Luo, this kid actually said he wanted to rob us! It's so funny!"

As if he heard something funny, Gao Weiqiang suddenly laughed up to the sky.

As soon as he stopped laughing, he stared at Jiang Cheng and said: "Since you kid is talking nonsense, if I, Gao Weiqiang, don't let me hang around in Seoul in the future."

Raised his hand, stepped back, and said impatiently: "Lao Luo, Lao Zhao, go and teach him a lesson."

"Yes!"

Zhao Wuhen took a step forward in response.

Lao Luo silently raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, feeling a hint of indescribable familiarity.

The atmosphere fell into a freezing point.

Suddenly.

Jiang Cheng looked at Lao Luo and said, "Luo Yan, do you know me?"

"You?" Luo Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He really couldn't remember.

Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry, and continued to remind him, "Let me help you recall. Twelve years ago, there was a man named Jiang who was kicked out of the board of directors by you."

Luo Yan's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Jiang Cheng in disbelief and said, "Are you Jiang Cheng?"

Gao Weiqiang on the side also showed a look of surprise. He didn't expect that there was a grudge between Luo Yan and the young man in front of him.

However, when enemies meet, they are particularly jealous, which adds a few points to this good show and makes him look forward to it even more.

Zhao Wuhen's face is still calm.

"You finally remembered." Jiang Cheng smiled.

He wants to kill Luo Yan, and he also wants Luo Yan to die clearly.

Luo Yan said with great emotion: "I didn't expect you to grow up so much. Where is your father?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness and said: "Dead."

"Dead?" Luo Yan was surprised, but then he said with regret: "That's such a pity. I thought Jiang Yuankong could start a new dynasty and fight with me. He is so useless!"

"Say it again?" Jiang Cheng's murderous intent rose. He would not allow such a scum to insult his father.

Luo Yan smiled disapprovingly: "What if I said it? A waste is a waste. If he could start a new dynasty, I would still think he was a big shot, but he died, which can only prove that he is a loser."

Speaking of this, Luo Yan's face was indifferent, and he continued: "History has always been written by the strong. He was kicked out by me, which can only show that he is stupid, and I, Luo Yan, am the best winner. You are avenging such a loser. Your behavior is childish and even more ridiculous."

"Luo Yan!" Jiang Cheng almost bit his teeth in hatred.

Seeing Jiang Cheng angry, Luo Yan continued to provoke him: "Very angry, right? You really want to kill me! Anger is the weapon of the incompetent, and complaining is the channel of the cowardly. Your anger at your father's failure can only prove your incompetence, and your complaining about the past can only represent your cowardice. How can an incompetent and cowardly person like you have the qualifications to shout slogans of revenge?"

"Luo Yan, old dog!"

Jiang Cheng was so angry that his whole body trembled, his eyes were red, and the knuckles holding the Tang sword were even white.

Seeing this scene, Gao Weiqiang couldn't help but sigh at Lao Luo's strength. With just a few words, he made the other party lose his mind. This ability is beyond his reach.

Zhao Wuhen also glanced at Lao Luo beside him with some surprise, then came back to his senses and stopped talking.

And at this moment,

Luo Yan suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Why don't you do it!"

After the voice fell, Zhao Wuhen nodded: "Yes."

After the two finished speaking, Jiang Cheng felt that his limbs suddenly tightened. He wanted to move, but his hands and feet were out of control. Moreover, some strange substances were pouring into his nostrils, which made him feel dizzy for a while.

He immediately realized that something was wrong and said in a surprised voice: "Luo Yan, what did you do to me?"

"Hehe, kid, I will tell you when you go down." Luo Yan's eyes were gloomy and he grinned.

Jiang Cheng looked at this smile, and a long-lost memory came to his mind.

It was this smile.

Whenever Luo Yan wanted to trick someone, he would show this standard smile.

Combined with the previous understanding of Luo Yan's information, he immediately knew that he was controlled by the other party's supernatural power, the puppet.

And the reason for the dizziness in his head was also obvious, it was Zhao Wuhen's parasitic spore ability.

These methods made Jiang Cheng realize that he had been tricked. He looked at Luo Yan coldly and said, "I didn't expect that you had such a good method. You first angered me and made me lose my mind, then secretly activated your ability to control me, and then another person released spores into my body. Am I right, Luo Yan?"

Pah pah pah!

Luo Yan clapped his hands and laughed, "You are smarter than your father, but you two have a common flaw, that is, you are easily emotional."

"And emotions are the biggest enemy of people. As long as anyone has emotions, he will have a flaw."

Having said this, Luo Yan said lightly, "Okay, I'm tired of talking, Lao Zhao, send him to see his father."

"Yeah."

Zhao Wuhen nodded, stared at Jiang Cheng, raised his hand and said to Jiang Cheng, "Seize the flesh and blood!"

After the words fell.

Jiang Cheng's facial features were instantly distorted, his face was hideous, and his whole body was shaking and twisted. It seemed that he had endured some kind of pain, and it seemed that something was about to grow out of his body.

"Ah-ah-"

Jiang Cheng screamed in pain.

A minute passed like this.

Looking at Jiang Cheng who was still screaming, Luo Yan had doubts in his eyes and asked Zhao Wuhen: "Old Zhao, what are you waiting for? Why isn't he dead yet?"

Zhao Wuhen was equally puzzled and said: "Logically speaking, the spores should have completely absorbed his flesh and blood, and he should have been swallowed up and died."

"But he's not dead. Could it be that your spores didn't successfully parasitize him at all?" Luo Yan said impatiently.

Zhao Wuhen shook his head and said, "No, I can clearly feel that the spores have entered his body, but now?"

"What now?" Luo Yan asked impatiently.

Zhao Wuhen said: "I lost contact with the spores."

"Damn it, then let me kill him myself!" Luo Yan said angrily, while Zhao Wuhen still looked calm.

Seeing this, Luo Yan became even more angry. He turned to look at Jiang Cheng, clasped his hands with five fingers, and shouted: "Die!"

Hold it with five fingers.

Jiang Cheng's limbs were not as twisted and abnormal as Luo Yan expected.

And the next moment.

Jiang Cheng, who was originally twisted and painful, suddenly laughed: "Hahaha!"

The laughter stopped, Jiang Cheng's facial features recovered, and he said with a faint smile: "Luo Yan, you old bastard, are you surprised why I didn't die?"

"Why?" Luo Yan couldn't help but ask.

Listening, Jiang Cheng rubbed his shoulders, put the Tang sword back into the scabbard, and walked towards Luo Yan step by step.

When he reached less than half a meter away from Luo Yan, Jiang Cheng stretched out his head and smiled evilly: "Because, I have never been controlled by your puppet."

"What about Zhao Wuhen?" Luo Yan was horrified.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Zhao Wuhen beside him, then continued to look at Luo Yan, his smile deepened, and he said, "Are you talking about his spores?"

"His spores actually entered my body. It's a pity."

Jiang Cheng stopped mid-sentence.

Luo Yan asked in a panic: "What's the pity? Tell me!"

"You want to know?" Jiang Cheng asked playfully.

"Tell me quickly!" Luo Yan's eyes were about to burst.

Jiang Cheng put his head into Luo Yan's ear, smiled evilly and said, "When you die, I will burn the answer to my father and let him tell you."

The words fell.

A quick voice sounded from the side.

"Lao Luo, get out of the way!"

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