Chapter 329 She doesn't care about her own safety
The sky is filled with sunset glow.
The shadows of the trees cast dark shadows on the gray ground.
Cheng Yuqing had just returned home from the laboratory and hurried to the underground training ground without even taking off his white coat.
Turning around the open-air fighting arena, she quickly walked down the stairs.
Light filtered across the ground, and she soon heard the steady, cold roar of gunfire coming from the shooting range.
Secretary Liu, who was standing outside the door with a diligent and expressionless face, opened his eyes in surprise when he saw her coming, then bent down.
Cheng Yuqing stood at the door and looked inside.
Through the small glass window, you can see the back of a man with broad shoulders and long legs. He is wearing a simple shirt with a bulletproof vest over the shirt. A green belt highlights his thin and tight waistline. His arms, exposed by his rolled-up sleeves, are covered with a thin layer of muscle. When he shoots, his muscles are stretched into smooth and neat lines, full of powerful explosive power.
Of course, no one thought this scene was beautiful at the moment, especially amid the almost uninterrupted sound of gunfire. The man's tall and thin back looked full of cold and heart-pounding pressure.
On the moving human targets opposite him that kept changing, the head, neck, and heart were all hit by bullets without exception. If someone put all these human targets together, they would find that not only were they hit, but the "wounds" could be completely overlapped, and countless bullet holes completely overlapped, forming a long trajectory that could transmit light without any difference.
Cheng Yuqing frowned at the motionless figure and asked,
"How long has he been like this?"
Secretary Liu replied with a paralyzed expression.
"The boss is just doing routine training. He comes back once a week."
Cheng Yuqing glanced at him contemptuously.
"Do you think I can't analyze facial expressions just because you have facial paralysis?"
"The tips of her eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of her mouth twitched quickly before she spoke, and her eyes subconsciously turned 45 degrees downward to avoid my eyes while she spoke..." She finally said,
"Besides, do you think that just because the Cheng family is entirely made up of your boss's people, I don't have any spies?"
"Young Master Cheng, who rarely goes home, has been coming to the training grounds frequently these past few days, staying there for most of the day. He's almost used up all the targets."
Cheng Yuqing took a deep breath.
"He's not in a good state right now. I know you won't tell me the details, but can you at least tell me what stimulated him?"
Secretary Liu lowered his eyes, expressionless.
My thoughts went back to a few days ago.
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When Shi Yi called, Cheng Zhiyuan was in a meeting.
Originally, it was forbidden to answer the phone during such an important meeting, but after seeing the caller's name, Secretary Liu handed the phone to Cheng Zhiyuan. He was later very glad that he had given him the phone, otherwise he would have been in trouble too.
The call was answered, and in less than ten seconds, the Parker pen in the big boss's hand was broken.
There was a crisp click, and everyone from various departments who came to the meeting couldn't help but shudder.
The man's expression at that moment was so gloomy and terrifying that people dare not recall it.
Then, in the hospital, they saw the surveillance video of the racing club sent by Shi Yi. Two cars were facing each other, and when the car crashed into the wall, Cheng Zhiyuan broke the corner of the table for the second time.
At that time, seeing the way he looked at the blue sports car, Secretary Liu had no doubt that if the woman was in front of him, she would definitely die at his hands.
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But Secretary Liu certainly couldn't tell Cheng Yuqing these words.
He had no choice but to lower his head and remain silent.
The sexy girl raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry when the gunshots behind her suddenly stopped.
Both of them turned their heads. The man had just put down his gun and was walking out.
He took off his gloves as he walked, and a faint shadow fell on his slightly lowered profile.
Then he opened the door, looked up at Cheng Yuqing, and said coldly,
"aunt."
"If someone has died once and finally comes back to life, they don't really care about their own safety."
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at her, his deep eyes filled with emotions that were both surging and suppressed, just like his voice at the moment, dark and gloomy.
"why is that?"
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