supreme power

Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter [-] **Si's Wrath

"Daxing, is there something wrong?" Tang Ziqiang sat up with support, turned on the desk lamp, but Fatty Luo reached out to turn off the desk lamp, and the room fell into darkness again, "Chairman, I have something to report to you ..."

"Is there something wrong with the company?" Tang Ziqiang rubbed his eyes and asked anxiously. This anxiety made him cough. Fatty Luo immediately raised a finger and made a silent gesture. "Quiet, this matter is confidential."

"Say it quickly!" Tang Ziqiang is impatient and can't stand this kind of nagging. Fatty Luo pretended to be mysterious and smiled, "Wanjun has agreed to my marriage proposal."

"What did you say?" Tang Ziqiang rubbed his ears, didn't he hear clearly?He heard it clearly, but he couldn't believe it.Wan Jun is arrogant, how could she fall in love with this fat man who is not as tall as a few bricks?Poor fat man, you have been tricked again.

"Wanjun said that she promised me to marry me, but the premise is that I have to do one thing for her...!" Fatty Luo slowly grinned, and pulled out a handful of sharp triangular-edged swords from his pocket little by little. The thorns are particularly dazzling under the bright moonlight.

"As long as I kill you, I can grow old with Wanjun forever." The smile on Fatty Luo's face was almost distorted. Under Tang Ziqiang's stunned gaze, he threw himself on the bed and held Tang Ziqiang's hand. With his arm, he raised the three-edged thorn high and stabbed him desperately, blood poured out from the wound, splashing all over his face.

"Help, help, help..." Tang Ziqiang's voice for help became smaller and smaller. At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor. Fatty Luo heard the voice behind him, and pulled out the three-edged thorn in a panic. Throwing her hands out of the window, she hurriedly tore off the stockings on her head to cover her face, and hurried downstairs.

It was Fang Qing who entered the door. She was on the night shift tonight. She was always thinking about Wang Sen. She squinted on the table for a while, feeling so restless that she couldn't sleep. The patient coughed and walked over. Unexpectedly, she happened to see a fat figure rushing out of the door, and she immediately realized that something had happened.

"Come on, kill someone, kill someone!" Fang Qing couldn't help screaming when she saw Tang Ziqiang lying in a pool of blood.

"What? Tang Ziqiang was killed?" Wang Sen froze after hearing Fang Qing's call.

"No way! Another murder case! Love or rape?" Xiao Yurou was also surprised with a chicken leg in her mouth. Today, to celebrate Wang Sen and Tang Wanrong, who bought a house with full money, she also came over to join in the fun , the more important purpose is to come to eat.Wang Sen didn't let them down either, he showed off his cooking skills and made them a real treat.

"Give me the phone." At this critical juncture, Tang Wanrong remained calm. She first asked about Tang Ziqiang's injuries. It's not good, the blood has been used now, but there is no result yet.

Tang Wanrong put down the phone, looked at Wang Sen, Wang Sen immediately understood what she wanted to say, spread her hands apart, "I haven't forgotten anything, I have brought everything back, even if they want to blame it, they can't blame it .”

"This matter is not easy." Tang Wanrong sighed, "Yurou, you stay here to look after the house, Xiaoya, Wang Sen, let's go to the hospital. Let Liu Neng know by the way, I think he should have information."

Wang Sen couldn't help admiring Tang Wanrong's calmness in times of crisis, she straightened things out with just a few words, the three of them got into the car, and Tang Wanrong was still driving. She had just put on her seat belt and turned around and asked, "Would you Don't tell mom?"

Wang Sen hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, hoping that Tang Ziqiang's meeting with Chen Yi would increase his hope of surviving, "You should make this call!"

The operating room of the hospital was in full swing. Tang Ziqiang was stabbed three times. The knife was fatal. One of the knife brushed against the pulmonary valve. As long as it was a little bit off, Tang Ziqiang's old life would have been at the Lord of Hell's place long ago. Registration went.

Liu Neng was standing in the corridor smoking one cigarette after another. Qin Qiaohui also came, and there were a few company executives who got the news. There were quite a few of them, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, shouting to catch the murderer and chop him into eight pieces!

"Where's Fatty Luo? Why didn't he come?" Someone asked, and everyone shook their heads. Who knew that this fat man went to the shampoo room to find the lady again.

After a while, Wang Sen arrived, and Liu Neng, Qin Qiaohui and others surrounded him with a whoosh, "Boss, something is not good! It seems that Chairman Tang will not be able to get off the operating table. What should we do?"

"Liu Neng, come here." Wang Sen realized that this matter must have something to do with the Tomahawk, so he pulled the boy aside and asked about it. Liu Neng was also quite at a loss about this, he never knew what the Tomahawk was for. So the answer did not satisfy Wang Sen. Wang Sen waved his hand, went to the nurses' lounge, and found Fang Qing who was sitting in front of the computer, looking very energetic, "Xiao Qing, tell me what happened."

"I, I heard someone coughing. I thought it was some patient who forgot to take his medicine at night, so I walked in. Unexpectedly, I saw a fat man rushing out and fled. I saw blood... woo woo woo..." Fang Qing cried as she spoke, and finally she grabbed Wang Sen's arm, "Brother Wang, please don't leave, I'm afraid woo woo..."

Tang Wanrong sneaked in like a kitten. She came to Fang Qing with brisk steps, put her arm on her shoulder, and smiled at her, "Sister Qing, are you scared? You drink first." Suppress your saliva, don't worry, tell what you see."

"I, I saw a fat man who was very short, about 1.5 meters tall. He was very fat. I was absolutely right. He squeezed the door and ran out, as if he threw something out of the window. It should be The murder weapon!" Fang Qing tried hard to recall every detail, Wang Sen held his chin with one hand, stroked the sparse beard on his chin, and thought carefully, who could it be?

At this time, there was a loud noise from outside the door, and Wang Sen ran out in a hurry. A large group of underworld gangsters dressed in black with dragons and tigers painted on their arms came from nowhere. There were as many as five or sixty people. The door was tightly blocked, and the first gangster was wearing sunglasses. There was a long scar on his face from the left eyebrow to the right cheek, which was shocking.Wearing a black undershirt with a jacket draped over his shoulders, he was yelling at the nurses angrily.

"Everyone, what are you going to do?" Wang Sen walked in the front, followed by Liu Neng and several other male employees. The nicknamed Dao Scar saw someone walking out, so he threw his clothes to the younger brother behind him. He stepped forward to meet him, "You idiot, what kind of onion are you, get the hell out of here and call someone with eggs to come out!"

"In front of so many ladies, I think you should apologize for your uncivilized language." Wang Sen put his hands on his chest and looked up and down the scarred face with playful eyes. Scar was angry and stretched out his hand I came to push Wang Sen, but I didn't expect Wang Sen's feet to be rooted, and he didn't move at all!

"Drafting mother, it's your fault, if you have the ability, let's go outside and gesticulate!" Dao Scar saw that he had lost face, so he yelled, Wang Sen stretched out his hands and fisted, "I wish for it!"

The two came to the yard and opened their postures. This scar is more loyal, he didn't use the knife, and he may not be Wang Sen's opponent when playing with the knife. He jumped around like boxing champion Tyson for a while, From time to time, he teased Wang Sen. Wang Sen just moved his wrists and ankles, looked at the scar that looked like a monkey juggling, and stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture, "Hurry up, I don't have time to talk to you." You dawdle."

"I*you don't want to live anymore!" Dao Scar yelled fiercely, but he only bounced around Wang Sen. Wang Sen was annoyed by his jumping, so he took a chance and grabbed his wrist with his backhand. Around his arms, Dao Scar was caught off guard, and was pulled close by Wang Sen, raised his fist, and hit him hard on the forehead, Dao Scar suddenly felt like five hundred flies were stuffed in his head, buzzing He screamed, drew a circle on the spot, and fell to the ground with a plop, panting continuously with his mouth open.

"On this level, it's a waste of expression." Wang Sen kicked Scar and snorted, Scar still fell to the ground motionless, and the younger brothers behind him screamed angrily, "You beat someone to death, you beat our boss!" Killed!"

"Your mother, don't go, I'm fighting with you!" The group of younger brothers yelled, but none of them dared to step forward to take revenge. Wang Sen took a step closer to them, and the younger brothers shouted back. Taking a step back, a few timid ones simply hid behind the crowd, ready to flee at any time.

"Are you dead? Get up if you're not dead!" Wang Sen turned around and kicked Scar's feet again. With seven points of strength added to these two kicks, Scar screamed in pain and stood holding his ribs. He got up, stretched out his hand and pulled it on the ground, but he caught a wooden handle. He held it in front of his eyes and saw, oh my god, it turned out to be a bloody three-edged thorn. The scar had been dazzled by anger. Without any explanation, he raised the triangular thorn and stabbed towards Wang Sen!

"Be careful!" Tang Wanrong, who had been looking at Wang Sen nervously, couldn't help but exclaimed. Hearing the wind behind his head, Wang Sen bent down hastily, and the three-edged thorn brushed against his back. Staggered, raised his foot and kicked Dao Scar's lower back. Dao Scar was caught off guard, and Wang Sen kicked a dog to snatch food. He was lying on the ground, his elbows were all worn out, and he bared his teeth in pain. .

"Three-edged thorn? What a vicious boy!" Wang Sen stepped on his wrist and snatched the three-edged thorn. He was surprised to find that the three-edged thorn was covered with blood, and couldn't help shivering. ,"I'm injured?"

Wang Sen checked his body immediately, and he was relieved after proving that he was not injured. He kicked the scar up and asked, holding up the three-edged thorn, "Is the blood on it yours?"

"No, no." Dao Scar was also dumbfounded. He didn't even notice the blood on the triangular thorn. The murder weapon, ran into the hospital in a hurry, Fang Qing said, "Find me a sealed bag, and call the police immediately!"