A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

Chong Ming used such a small matter to prove his sincerity, and also his terrifying strength and influence.    

The group of people did not dare to delay any longer and immediately called the higher-ups to inform them.    

Chong Ming just stood there and waited patiently.    

Not long after, A few cars rushed down from the mountain. A group of people got out of the cars and bowed to Chong Ming in unison. "Hello, Mr. Chong Ming! Mr. Chong Ming had waited for a long time. Our boss is waiting for you on top of the mountain! Please! "    

Chong Ming smiled. He looked up and said, "Lead the way."    

After saying that, a car slowly drove behind Chong Ming. Someone opened the door for Chong Ming and he got into the car.    

Chong Ming would not sit in someone else's car.    

He had been very careful.    

The other party seemed to understand Chong Ming's caution, so he respectfully led the way.    

Chong Ming sat in the car and looked outside the car. His expression was calm, as if he did not have any emotions.    

Chong Ming knew that many cameras were pointing at him now.    

As long as he acted rashly, countless guns would fire at his car at the same time.    

No matter where Chong Ming looked, the camera would follow.    

It could be seen how much master feared Chong Ming in this place.    

It was only a dozen minutes' journey from the foot of the mountain to the mountain.    

However, this was Chong Ming's return journey.    

The moment he stood at the top of the mountain, it was the moment when the Sovereign of the Eventide had returned.    

These ten minutes were torturous for the people on the mountain.    

To Chong Ming, it was also torturous.    

Everything he wanted to forget was replayed in his mind.    

He did not know if he could return this time.    

Yes, there was indeed no one in this world who could keep him.    

But mental demons could.    

Chong Ming was afraid that his heart demon would devour all of his rationality. He was afraid that he would hurt Shen Lu.    

A Sovereign of the Eventide who had feelings for him. Was he still the devil he used to be?    

The convoy slowly stopped at the top of the mountain.    

The eyes that had been hanging down suddenly lifted.    

At that moment, a bright light flickered, and it was ghastly cold. Killing intent filled the surroundings.    

This was the true Chong Ming.    

The door opened and Chong Ming slowly got out of the car.    

The moment he stood up straight, everyone around him could not help but tremble in fear.    

The original Chong Ming had really returned.    

Chong Ming strode inside. Everyone around him couldn't help but take a step back. He stood on both sides of the room and let Chong Ming in.    

Chong Ming looked straight ahead and strode forward.    

The red handmade carpet under his feet seemed to be soaked in the blood of countless people and gave off a cold feeling.    

Under Chong Ming's feet, it led straight to the throne.    

From far away, there was a middle-aged man with a well-trained body and fierce facial features. He strode over and greeted Chong Ming from far away. "Mr. Chong Ming, long time no see."    

Chong Ming looked around but did not pay attention to him.    

In the next second, a figure suddenly appeared from the dark and stopped in front of the middle-aged man.    

The middle-aged man's expression changed. Suddenly.    

Before he could open his mouth, a short and stout man who was busy wiping antiques on the stairs opened his mouth: "Orson, don't be rude. Mr. Chong Ming is not someone you can climb up high."    

The man immediately bowed and retreated.    

Chong Ming slowly walked up the stairs. He picked up the antique and said," It looks like Uncle Jamu has gained a new hobby. "    

Jamu immediately replied with a smile, "I'm old now, so I can only have this hobby. I wonder what orders Mr. Chong Ming has for me to come here this time."    

Chong Ming smiled and put down the antique in his hand. He turned around and sat opposite Jamu. He had no intention of treating himself as an outsider.    

Jamu put down the antique as well. He held onto his walking stick and limped over to sit by the side.    

Someone brought coffee and snacks. Chong Ming did not even look at them. He went straight to the point. "Uncle Jamu is already half retired, but... The knife was not old, and there were still many treasures in his hands. I came this time. I just wanted to ask Uncle Jamu about all the experiments and drugs my father used to do. Do you still have them? "    

Jamu's eyes twitched. "Mr. Chong Ming really knows how to joke around. Why are these things in my hands? "    

Chong Ming did not seem to mind. He picked up the coffee cup with his finger and walked around the edge of the cup. He smelled the aroma of the coffee and did not drink it. Instead, he held it in his hand and said softly, "Uncle Jamu, are you worried that I will attack this place?"    

Jamu quickly looked away and smiled. "No, no."    

"Uncle Jamu has surrounded this hill into an iron barrel. Isn't he afraid that I will carry it here?" Chong Ming did not intend to give the other party any face at all. He said straightforwardly, "I did not hide my tracks this time. This is also my friendly signal to Uncle Jamu. I just didn't expect it. Uncle Jamu seems to be worried about me. "There are about ten tons of explosives buried under this seat, right?"    

Jamu's expression suddenly changed!    

It was true that there were explosives buried under the seat. However, how did Chong Ming know?    

Chong Ming's gaze swept across the place where the explosives were buried.    

None of them were wrong!    

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Jamu's back.    

This Chong Ming seemed to be even more terrifying than a few years ago.    

No wonder no one in this world could catch him until now.    

How many spies and intelligence agencies did he have?    

"I came here this time to have a good talk with Uncle Jamu." Chong Ming leaned back in his chair and smiled evilly. He raised his hand and had short red hair. His eyes were cold. "Of course, if we can't have a good talk," he said. So - '    

Chong Ming didn't say anything else, but it was obvious what he meant.    

If he couldn't get what he wanted, Then he would destroy everything here.    

He had always done so.    

As expected, the fierce-looking face on Jamu's face trembled. He immediately said, "No, no, I used to only serve your father. Now, Your son has inherited the father's career, so I naturally have to give all of this to you. It's just that... It's been so many years, and it's been a long time since anyone has touched these things. I'm not sure, either. Are they still here? "Is it still there?"    

"You just need to tell me where it is. That's enough." Chong Ming looked at Jamu with evil eyes, without a trace of anger.    

"Of course." Jamu immediately smiled apologetically. "This was originally something that belonged to Mr. Chong Ming. I was just taking care of it for him."