Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 413: Counterattack

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: Counterattack

Chu Fengcheng was scolded to the point of a red face and burning ears on the spot.

Furious, he glared at the Supreme Court President he’d promoted himself, and after a long time, he finally said angrily, "Now that they are trying to besiege us, shouldn’t we fight back? Are we going to let the tragedy of last New Year’s Eve happen again?"

He even brought up New Year’s Eve night.

Suddenly, people present were somewhat reluctant to speak; after all, many had died that day.

Unexpectedly, just at that moment, a cold laugh suddenly came from above their heads.

"Chu Fengcheng, you have the nerve to bring up New Year’s Eve? Aren’t all these events that you’re stirring up just efforts to replicate that night?"

"..."

That was a harsh statement.

Not only did Chu Fengcheng immediately look up,

but the others also immediately turned their gazes upwards. To their surprise, they saw a person being wheeled out in a wheelchair.

"Xiahou Jingmu? He... wasn’t he dead?"

"Yes, didn’t Deng Yuanqi kill him that New Year’s Eve? Right here in this conference hall."

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at the person being wheeled out, their expressions filled with disbelief.

But Chu Fengcheng was not so surprised.

Upon seeing this person, his eyes narrowed, and he even showed a hint of resentment.

Yes, his leg was recently injured by this man.

Xiahou Jingmu looked down coldly at the resentful expression of this man, and on his sickly pale face appeared a mocking smile.

"Chu Fengcheng, you’re really insatiable. Having already reaped the fruits of New Year’s Eve, why can’t you be content? Why do you insist on exterminating the Xiaho Family to the last, thinking that only with the Xiaho Family gone from this world, you can secure your seat at the Pentagon Building?"

Xiahou Jingmu started to question this man. When it came to the extermination of the Xiaho Family over the past six months, his voice became particularly sharp and piercing in the conference hall.

Suddenly, it was as though the mask of hypocrisy on Chu Fengcheng’s face was ripped away.

That was his very purpose!

After Deng Yuanqi was killed, Xiahou Yi had returned the Pentagon Building to him and promised that the Xiaho Family would no longer interfere with anything concerning the building.

But he simply did not believe it.

Xiahou Yi was too formidable, and his influence over him too great; he simply did not believe that this old man would let go so easily.

Therefore, for the first three months while Xiahou Yi was still around, he did not dare to touch the Xiaho Family.

But as soon as Xiahou Yi’s death was announced, he acted immediately, brutally suppressing the Xiaho Family. In just three short months, the members of the Xiaho Family in the capital had become like rats crossing the street.

In the end, he even wanted to make a move on Shengshi Group.

"Chu Fengcheng, if there’s anything you shouldn’t have done, it was to mess with Shengshi Group. Do you know why the Xiaho Family has suffered so much these three months, yet no one has troubled you?"

"..."

"Because it was the old master’s dying wish. But the moment you touched that side, you brought disaster upon yourself!"

When Xiahou Jingmu spoke his last sentence, all expressions on his face vanished, leaving only intense murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chu Fengcheng immediately showed a look of panic and stepped back two paces.

But he did not admit defeat; instead, after standing there with his face alternating between red and pale, he retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever suppress the Xiaho Family? Clearly, after you left Xiahou Yi, you were useless at everything and you’re putting the blame on me."

He indeed resorted to a complete denial.

Xiahou Jingmu, upon hearing this above, was enraged to the utmost and laughed again.

"Really? Want me to present evidence to confront you? My uncle’s freight was innocently labeled as smuggling, my cousin Xiahou Shaojie was wrongfully accused of using drugs, and in the end, he died in the Drug Rehabilitation Center!"

"..."

The conference hall fell into a dread silence.

And this Chu Fengcheng, too, was left speechless by the retort, his face turning red down to the neck, unable to respond.

But Xiahou Jingmu had not finished, he continued, "Furthermore, my other uncle’s son, he’s only 17, a high school sophomore. Are you even human? You didn’t spare him either, forcing him to flee to Jiangbei to study!"

"This is too much, how could he do such a thing?"

"Exactly, it’s understandable to suppress adults, but to target a child, what does that make you?"

"That’s why I say, he is not a qualified leader!"

This revelation caused an immediate uproar, and those who had been silent moments before began to curse angrily throughout the conference hall.

Especially Shangguan Jianying, who once again concluded that this person was unfit to be a leader.

Chu Fengcheng finally began to panic as he looked at these people. Anxiously and angrily, he blurted out, "Yes, I admit I used some tactics against the Xiahou family, but it was all to consolidate the power of the Pentagon Building. Have you not seen what the building could do when the four big families were here? Weren’t they the ones who called the shots?"

He actually admitted to suppressing the Xiahou family.

However, he immediately followed up with a high-sounding reason, namely to strengthen everyone’s power.

In an instant, with those words, the people in the conference hall wavered once more.

After all, the latter part of what he said was indeed true; the four great families truly used to be the ones wielding real power in the capital.

Seeing people waver, Chu Fengcheng’s heart rejoiced.

"So, what’s wrong with what I did? I wasn’t doing this for myself. This place is supposed to control the world, why should it belong to the four big families? When Qin Zhihai founded the Pentagon Building, wasn’t it also his hope that this would be the real leadership?"

He became more agitated, even bringing up Qin Zhihai, the founder of the Pentagon Building.

This Qin Zhihai was the father of Doctor Qin.

Upon hearing him, the crowd became even more hesitant.

But just then, the conference hall doors opened slowly, and an elderly man dressed very simply walked in under everyone’s watchful eyes.

"Isn’t that...?"

"Mr. Qin, the senior?!!"

Someone recognized him, and immediately, the entire conference hall was filled with gasps.

Yes, this old man was Qin Zhihai, the very person Chu Fengcheng had just mentioned!

Chu Fengcheng lost all color in his face.

"You... How did you come here?" he asked the old man, trembling as if he had seen a ghost.

The old man held a tobacco pipe in his hand, and upon hearing such an absurd question, he looked at him and smiled.

"What do you think?"

With just a few simple words, he completely stripped this greedy villain of the courage to speak.

Indeed, when Sheng Siyuan visited the old man last time, the old man had already warned him, suggesting that mercy should be shown where possible.

And the result?

The old man, holding his tobacco pipe, stepped slowly to the chief seat of the conference hall he had once built with his own hands.