After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

This news was tantamount to detonating a nuclear bomb on Chu Tiankuo's head!

The alleged discord between government and business is a lie! The alleged funding crisis is a lie!

All of this was a huge trap that Jiang Ye and Lin Zhifeng had dug for him!

Within a short two-hour trading period.

Under the frenzied strangulation of the three capital groups and the fatal blow of the policy, the hundreds of billions of funds that Chu Tiankuo mobilized were completely locked up and wiped out before they could even make a ripple!

Margin call!

Total liquidation!

The core real estate mortgaged by the Chu family and the high-interest bridge loans they borrowed have all vanished in an instant, turning into an enormous debt that they can never repay!

The Chu family's financial chain snapped instantly, plunging them into an abyss of total bankruptcy!

In the study of the Chu family's courtyard house in Yanjing.

Chu Tiankuo stared intently at the ghastly green numbers on the computer screen, firmly locked at the daily limit down.

His face turned from red to white, then from white to green, and his whole body trembled violently.

"puff--"

Chu Tiankuo felt a sharp pain in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood suddenly sprayed onto the computer screen, a shocking sight.

His eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward, unconscious on the armchair.

……

The news of the Chu family's bankruptcy swept through the entire Chinese business world like a Category 12 hurricane!

Everyone was completely shocked by Jiang Ye's thunderous, ruthless, and merciless methods.

A century-old Beijing-based conglomerate was uprooted and wiped out in just a few days by a young man who had risen to prominence in less than two years!

In a VIP ward of a private hospital in Yanjing.

Chu Tiankuo slowly opened his eyes, staring at the white ceiling and smelling the pungent disinfectant. His eyes were empty and filled with despair.

When he woke up, his assistant told him with a mournful face that the Chu family was finished.

Not only does he face a massive debt of hundreds of billions, but the underground banks that lent him money at exorbitant interest rates have also threatened to kill his entire family. Even more terrifying, relevant departments have launched a full investigation, and he will soon face serious economic crime charges, destined to spend the rest of his life in prison.

Lost everything! Utterly disgraced!

Driven to utter madness, Chu Tiankuo, like a mad dog cornered in a dead end, decided to resort to desperate measures.

"Jiang Ye... even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"

Chu Tiankuo bit his lip until it bled, and blood trickled down his cheek. He used the last of his dark web funds from a secret overseas account to issue a top-level bounty on the dark web.

He hired several ruthless and vicious criminals with murder convictions to assassinate Jiang Ye on his way home from get off work, hoping to take Jiang Ye down with him!

However, how could Jiang Ye, a capitalist tyrant who fought his way up from the bottom of society and had gone through countless life-and-death trials, not be on guard?

He had long anticipated that someone like Chu Tiankuo would resort to desperate measures when cornered.

That evening, in the urban area of ​​Hanzhou.

Jiang Ye, riding in a bulletproof black Rolls-Royce Phantom, was escorted by four black Mercedes-Benz G-Class cars in front and behind him, and drove into a long river-crossing tunnel.

The tunnel was dimly lit, and there were relatively few vehicles because it was just past the evening rush hour.

Just as the convoy reached the middle of the tunnel.

Suddenly, two dilapidated vans with fake license plates darted out from the front, their tires screeching against the pavement, blocking their path completely. At the same time, two more vans of the same type sped up from behind, sandwiching Jiang Ye's convoy entirely in the middle of the tunnel!

The van door swung open with a bang, and seven or eight masked thugs, armed with homemade guns and machetes, charged out with fierce expressions, heading straight for the Rolls-Royce in the middle.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Ye didn't even lift his eyelids. He simply leaned back in the leather seat and coldly uttered two words:

"Let's do it."

The voice just fell.

The doors of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class guarding the front and rear doors popped open instantly.

Lei Heng, dressed in a black tactical vest and carrying a tactical baton made of high-quality steel, charged ahead like a demon god.

Following behind him was a top-tier security team consisting of more than a dozen retired special forces soldiers!

Lei Heng personally led the team, like divine soldiers descending from the heavens. These security personnel moved cleanly and efficiently, without any unnecessary frills, each move deadly.

"Snap!"

"ah--"

The sounds of bones breaking and heart-wrenching screams echoed through the tunnel.

Lei Heng smashed a club into the shoulder of an assassin, shattering the man's collarbone. He then followed with a sweeping kick, sending another assassin wielding a machete flying and crashing heavily into the tunnel wall.

In less than three minutes.

The group of once ferocious thugs were all subdued. Each of them had their arms and legs broken and was thrown onto the cold concrete floor like dead dogs, howling in pain, their weapons scattered all over the ground.

Lei Heng walked up to the leader of the assassins, stepped on his chest, and sneered condescendingly, "You think you can mess with Brother Jiang? You'd better open your eyes wider next time you're reincarnated!"

Then, piercing sirens blared at both ends of the tunnel as a large number of heavily armed special police rushed in and took all the killers away.

Following the clues, the police, armed with irrefutable evidence of a murder-for-hire arrangement, stormed into the private hospital in Yanjing.

Lying in his hospital bed, Chu Tiankuo looked at the police rushing in, his face ashen, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

The cold handcuffs were mercilessly placed on his wrists, which had once held sway over the world.

The once invincible Chu family of Beijing's elite circle was utterly destroyed at this moment.

. . . .

The complete annihilation of the Chu family was like a nuclear bomb with tremendous explosive force detonating on a calm lake.

This storm swept across the entire Chinese business community, becoming the most shocking and terrifying mega-earthquake in recent years.

In just a few days, the front pages of major financial media outlets were completely dominated by news of the Chu family's bankruptcy and liquidation, and Chu Tiankuo's arrest and imprisonment for suspected serious economic crimes. Those once high-ranking and arrogant core members of the Chu family are now scattered one by one, facing huge debts and severe legal punishment.

Everyone who has been through the ups and downs of the business world knows very well that the instigator of this earth-shattering earthquake was that young man sitting in the top-floor office of the Kunlun Capital headquarters building in Hanzhou.

Jiang Ye.

For the past year or so, this name was perhaps only respectfully referred to as "the God of Wealth of Hanzhou" by businessmen in Jiangnan Province. People revered him because he controlled a huge cash flow and because of his shrewd investment acumen.

But now, everything has changed.

Having risen to power by stepping on the corpses of the Chu family, a century-old financial magnate in Beijing's elite circles, Jiang Ye's name is no longer just that of a wealthy investor, but has truly become a taboo totem in the national capital circle, inspiring fear and making him absolutely untouchable!

Those bigwigs who had secretly coveted the "Cloud Wasteland" cultural tourism town and the SKY SOUL anonymous social media platform, and even planned to take advantage of the situation, were now all terrified and kept silent.

Sitting in their luxurious offices, watching the tragic end of the Chu family, they felt a chill run down their spines, and their shirts were soaked with cold sweat.

No one dared to hesitate any longer. These capitalists held an emergency meeting overnight, withdrawing all their probing and underhanded tactics against Kunlun Capital. The smear campaign press releases that were originally prepared to be issued were urgently destroyed, and the commercial spies planted in Hanzhou were recalled overnight.

No one wanted to become the next Chu family, and no one wanted to suffer Jiang Ye's terrifying revenge, which was like a raging storm.

At the same time, Hanju was bustling with unprecedented activity.

Outside the headquarters of Kunlun Capital, a long line of cars stretches out from morning till night. Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, and Maybachs fill the plaza outside the building.

These cars are filled with top entrepreneurs and tycoon leaders from all over the country and even overseas.

Holding the most generous cooperation terms and wearing the most humble smiles, they lined up in the reception hall on the first floor of Kunlun Capital. Even if they could only meet Jiang Ye once, even if they could only reach a cooperation agreement with Kunlun Capital on the most peripheral small project, it would be a great honor and a talisman for them.

The landscape of the entire Chinese business community is undergoing a dramatic reshaping due to Jiang Ye's presence.

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