Son of Heaven

This was a secret that Liang Ziheng had been hiding in his heart for many years, and he had never even told anyone about it, but this time it was revealed by Liang Chen, and Liang Ziheng's heart was like countless thunders exploding.

But after all, he is a hero-level figure. Facing Liang Chen, he exposed his deepest thoughts, but he recovered after a change of expression. He took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled, "Kid, you can eat randomly. But you can’t talk nonsense. The matter is very important. If you talk nonsense like this, you will not only kill others, but also yourself and all your friends. I hope, you are just joking.” Unknowingly, There was already a strong sense of threat in his words.

Liang Chen turned a deaf ear, just smiled, looked up at Liang Ziheng with his hands behind his back, "Mr. Liang, do you really think I'm joking?" His smile was playful.

Liang Ziheng fell silent for a while, then raised his head and said coldly, "I really want to know, why do you speculate like this?"

"It's very simple. We are the same kind of people, the kind of people who don't want to be manipulated or controlled by others. And the same kind of people often know the psychology of the same kind of people best." Liang Chen raised his eyebrows and said. [

"Your answer is too far-fetched. Saying it is tantamount to not saying it." Liang Ziheng sneered.

"Well, I'll just say something useful. Mr. Liang's industry doesn't seem to be limited to J province, it even goes abroad, radiating the whole of Southeast Asia, and even K1 in the island country and the Octagonal Iron Cage in the United States have your shares in it Let me ask, how can a person like you value the so-called Sword Sword Festival in a small province of J? After thinking about it, how can you take the dark order of the province of J into consideration? To you, it’s just like a child’s play. Even so, you still keep a low profile, keep your roots in the province of J, and always participate in the sword-making festival. Hehe, Mr. Liang , Tell me, will this make people feel suspicious?" Liang Chen stared at Liang Ziheng, and said slowly.

Having said this, Liang Heng finally couldn't help it, his face really changed color.

"Are you investigating me? Who are you?" Liang Ziheng yelled angrily, and then the books on the bookshelf behind him fell down one after another, and the black muzzles of the guns had pierced the specific wood grain paper on the bookshelf , stretched out directly, aiming at Liang Chen.

Liang Chen smiled, his expression still calm and composed. The smile fell into Liang Ziheng's eyes, but it was even more unpredictable, "Mr. Liang, don't be so nervous, and don't doubt who I am. There is no malice, on the contrary, I really want to discuss cooperation with you, and that's enough."

"I'm sorry, I can't believe you. Take him down!" Liang Ziheng made a decisive decision and stopped listening. With a wave of his hand, a group of people had already rushed in outside the door, all of them holding guns, approaching him come over.The first one was the iron dragon that had already recovered.

Tie Long's fists were clenched and rattled, and he strode over, reaching out to grab Liang Chen.

"If you dare to touch me, I'll let you lie on the bed for another two months." Liang Chen looked at him, stood with his hands behind his back, and said with cold eyes.

"Boy, you are too arrogant." Facing his Sensai eyes, Tie Long couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and his chest ached a little.Liang Chen's stunning and talented skills left a deep impression on him, especially at the moment when he rushed straight into him like a flying general, he felt as if he was being weighed down by a car. It was as if the truck had hit him head-on, and there was a feeling of despair in an instant.