Zhang Xiaoshan glared coldly at One Ear.
"If I hadn't saved you from Yang Qing's hands that day, you'd already be a dead man."
"I said before, your life was given by me, and I can take it away anytime."
Zhang Xiaoshan flicked his finger at One Ear.
"Whoosh."
An invisible force pierced directly through One Ear's brow.
A line of blood sprayed out.
Dead on the spot.
"Oh my, it's one thing for Chairman Zhang to be powerful, but his methods are truly ruthless."
"He dares to kill without a disagreement, and now he's already killed two people."
"Indeed, the rumors that he is a demon who kills indiscriminately are true, all true."
Below the stage, those elite families of Yang City were completely shocked.
And the initiator, Zhang Bolin.
Had already suffered a mental breakdown.
He collapsed on the ground, drenched in fear, his face pale as frost.
Continuously kowtowing, begging for mercy.
"Zhang, Chairman Zhang, I, I was momentarily confused."
