Volume 1: Dance of the Black Dragon Chapter 35: Calm Madness
"don't want--"
The scream stopped abruptly, and the tip of the pen stopped less than a millimeter away from Wang Ziheng's neck.
Murphy grabbed Wang Ziheng's neck with one hand and pressed him against the wall.
The other hand held the pen tightly and pointed it at Wang Ziheng's neck.
"Say it again, you bastard! I didn't hear you clearly just now. What did you say? You want to sue me, right? You want to sue me, right? You want to bankrupt me, right? Say it again, you bastard! Say it again if you have the guts, right now!"
With every roar, his body moved an inch closer to Wang Ziheng. The last sentence was almost roared right in Wang Ziheng's face, his saliva sprayed on Wang Ziheng's face, but Wang Ziheng didn't dare to move.
"You...you don't dare..."
Murphy exerted force, and the sharp tip of the pen pierced the skin on Wang Ziheng's neck.
The pain in his neck made Wang Ziheng turn pale and he couldn't utter the second half of the sentence.
He looked at Murphy's eyes with fear. Murphy had his back to the light at this moment. Maybe it was because of the light, but his eyes were actually red, like burning flames. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty brutality and desire to kill. He had no doubt that if he dared to say one more word, the other party would stab him without hesitation and stick a whole pen into his head.
"Go on." Murphy said coldly, "Keep talking!"
The supervisor and the lawyer were dumbfounded. They wanted to step forward to stop him but did not dare to move. They could only stand by and persuade him not to be impulsive.
At the same time, a deep voice was constantly whispering and murmured in Murphy's ears, urging him to act quickly.
(Poke it, poke it!)
"Murphy, don't be impulsive!"
(Stab him and kill him! He deserves to die!)
"Call security!"
"Shut up! Don't provoke him!"
(What are you waiting for? Kill him! These despicable mortals, these tiny ants, let them know how powerful you are!)
"Listen to me, Murphy. Things haven't come to that point yet. Let's talk it over!"
(Get started—trash!)
Murphy did not stab further. Although he was angry and crazy, he did not lose his mind. All his outbursts must have a purpose, and self-destruction was definitely not the result he was pursuing.
When his anger reached its peak, he suddenly calmed down.
Reality is not a game, and killing Wang Ziheng will not bring him the final victory .
But he couldn't let the other party go. Things had come to this point. If he didn't come to a conclusion, he would be really finished.
"Speak up, you were very talkative just now, explain to me what's going on, why are you silent now?"
Murphy looked at Wang Ziheng jokingly, "Since you won't say anything, why don't I tell you? I won't give you the account, and I won't pay the fine, not a penny. You want to sue me, you want to use the law to pressure me, you want to play the capital game with me, I admit that I can't beat you in the capital game, I will only play one game with you, life for life.
You said I don’t understand the power of capital, so tell me, who is more powerful now?”
Murphy slowly moved the tip of the pen upwards, drawing a line of ink on Wang Ziheng's face, and finally aimed it at Wang Ziheng's eyes. Wang Ziheng was so scared that he couldn't speak, and watched the tip of the pen only a few millimeters away from his eyes.
The supervisor was still persuading him, "Mo Fei, don't be impulsive. We can talk it out."
Without even turning his head, Mo Fei continued to stare at Wang Ziheng. "You can talk it over, right? Fine. I've also drafted an agreement. The content is very simple. We break up peacefully. I leave Xingyao Company, but the game account is still mine. The contract ends here, and we don't interfere with each other in the future. How do you think?"
"Yes, absolutely. You release the young master first."
Murphy looked at Wang Ziheng and said, "How about it, Mr. Young Master? Say something. My agreement is much fairer than yours. Just nod if you agree."
Wang Ziheng nodded slightly.
Then the scene fell into a subtle awkwardness.
Murphy looked at everyone with stiff expressions and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, look how scared you are. I was just joking with Mr. Wang, right Mr. Wang?" He said as he put away the pen, but held Wang Ziheng's hand but did not let go.
Wang Ziheng stared at him, thinking, is this really such a joke? You are trying to fool me. But he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of irritating the other person.
Mo Fei looked embarrassed. "Hey, Mr. Wang, why are you so angry? Look at what's happened. I was just joking with you, but you didn't take it seriously and got angry. Hey, why is there blood on your neck? Was it me who did it? I'm so sorry. How about you stab me and we'll be even?"
As he said this, he actually stuffed the pen into Wang Ziheng's hand, then lifted up his clothes to expose his chest, "Poke here, poke it through with force, poke it, just go ahead and poke it." As he said this, the hand that was pinching his neck suddenly exerted force, and Wang Ziheng thrust his hand forward in pain. Puff, the tip of the pen cut a bloody gash on Mo Fei's chest.
Wang Ziheng was startled, his hand loosened, and the pen fell to the ground with a plop.
Murphy's face darkened again in an instant. He picked up the pen and looked at Wang Ziheng coldly, "Fuck, you're really a prankster."
Wang Ziheng looked at him in surprise, "It was you who asked me to stab you."
"Then I told you to die, do you want to die? I was talking to you in a nice way and you stabbed me with a pen. Is this how you treat your employees? There are your fingerprints on this pen. Damn it, I'm going to call the police right now. You stabbed me in the heart. You're committing attempted murder, don't you know that? Someone, someone, Wang Ziheng murdered an employee!"
Several people were at a loss for a moment. They never expected that Murphy would take the initiative to make a big deal out of it.
Seeing that Murphy was actually going to take out his phone, Wang Ziheng suddenly had an idea, "No, no, you forced me to do this. I have witnesses! They can all testify for me."
"They are your employees, of course they are on your side. Such witnesses are useless. You can just wait to go to jail. No, a rich second-generation like you must have a lawyer, and I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with you by then. How about I stab you again and we'll be even?
That’s right, that’s it, everyone is injured anyway, and even if it ends up in court, it’ll just be a fight.”
As he spoke, he looked Wang Ziheng up and down, as if he was thinking about where to start.
Wang Ziheng wanted to cry but had no tears. His script was not written like this. "What do you want?" he asked helplessly.
"What do I want!?" Murphy looked at him with an extremely scary look. Suddenly, he grabbed his hair and pulled it roughly, pressing him on the desk in a very humiliating posture. The tip of the pen was against his chin and slowly pierced into his skin. Blood and ink dripped at the same time, which was shocking.
"You ask me what I want, I want to stab you to death. I made so much money for Xingyao Company, and you treat me like this? You want to take legal action, do you have any shame? If you really want to use money to pressure others, you should pay a high price.
You want my account, right? Okay, I'll give you 10 million as compensation. Once the money is in place, the account will be yours. You know this price is definitely too cheap for you. You can't even take out 10 million to pretend to be a rich second-generation capitalist like your mother. The local tycoon coal bosses are much richer than you. They won't even blink an eye when they pay 10 million to buy a game account.
If you want to show off, then you should have money. If you don't have money, then stop showing off to me. I don't have much money, and I can't beat you in the capital game, but I won't go through so much trouble with you. The money I have is enough to find a place for you to live. Then you can just see how many lives of yours my life can buy.
Do you know what I want to do now? Um - Young Master."
Wang Ziheng's face turned pale and he nodded vigorously.
"So what are you going to do about this? Tell me the truth."
"Ten million, one hand for the money and the other for the game account." Wang Ziheng said gritting his teeth.
Murphy was a little surprised. He didn't expect this guy to be so stubborn. He was still thinking about the game account at this time.
Then he felt that he was getting less. It was 10 million before the advancement, so it should be at least 12.5 million after the advancement.
But it doesn’t matter…
He sneered, "Okay, then let's make a deal, 10 million, sign the contract tomorrow, and we'll say goodbye after this is over. Of course, you can continue to play your capital game with me, and then you can see if I'm kidding you.
I'll keep this pen as a souvenir - get out of here! "
Murphy pushed Wang Ziheng to the ground, stuffed the pen into his jacket pocket, shook his collar, and strode outside.
The supervisor and the lawyer quickly stepped aside, and when Murphy walked out of the office, he found several night anchors in the corridor looking over here curiously.
Seeing Murphy, everyone looked at him with admiration. As he walked, people saluted him from the doors on both sides.
Some people even gave a sneaky thumbs-up.
This is so cool, it's simply an urban legend.
Murphy walked along with an expressionless face, but when he walked out of the floor where the company was located, his expression immediately changed.
His hands were shaking, his heart was beating wildly, he felt the blood boiling and his face was burning, he had never expected things to come to this point.
Just when he regained his senses, he really felt like he was on the edge of a tiger and was about to be doomed. He even almost stuck a pen in it to end it all.
Fortunately, I managed to hold the situation in the end.
I just don't know if things can really end like this.
He walked into the bathroom on the first floor, turned on the water, and filled the entire sink with cold water. He splashed the cold water on his face vigorously, trying to calm himself down. His hands were still shaking. He had just held the pen as steady as a rock, but now they were shaking so badly that he couldn't stop at all.
"Coward."
Who is talking? He turned around alertly, but there was no one in the bathroom.
Is it an illusion?
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye. In the mirror beside him, a dark shadow flashed by.
He turned his head sharply and saw nothing.
Phew, it’s just an illusion, just an illusion.
He turned around and tried to open the stopper of the sink, and as soon as he looked down, he saw the huge head of a black dragon grinning at him through the water.
