bout the purpose of the demonstration, they immediately got to work preparing for it. It could be said that Liú Xuán, this student celebrity at Beijing Normal University, had immense influence on camp...Chapter 1171: A Roaring Finale

"Wang Zheng, this time, I speak on behalf of the entire Li family in Northwest to thank you," Li Tianshu put away the share transfer agreement and said with a smile.

"No, it's what you deserve." Wang Zheng replied: "If not for your help in Northwest this time, I wouldn't have been able to achieve such smooth progress."

During this battle to狙擊Zhongding, the Li family had helped Wang Zheng control all of Zhongding Gas' top management at a critical moment. Of course, that explosion was also orchestrated by Wang Zheng himself; although it would affect gas usage in Ningxia, for the ultimate goal, Wang Zheng could only cause some chaos. Thankfully, there were no casualties.

Of course, Northwest is under the control of the Li family, and to obtain such a large shareholding, he must allocate some shares to the old Li Family; otherwise, once Wang Zheng leaves, Zhongding might change hands again. After discussing with Shangguan Zheng, Wang Zheng decided to give fifty percent of the shares to the old Li Family, while he would only take forty percent.

"This young man is destined for greatness," Northwest King Li Ye Ping sat in his rocking chair and smiled as he looked out at the vast scenery: "Perhaps, greatness was always within him."

Wang Zheng's actions won great favor with Northwest King Li Ye Ping; although this old man did not concern himself with political matters but only managed household affairs, his vision was incredibly sharp. Even at such a young age, Wang Zheng could easily give away astronomical amounts of money, which even made Li Tianshu admire him.

Moreover, this share transfer was conducted secretly; outsiders were unaware that the Li family now held true absolute control over Zhongding Gas. This was beneficial for the reputation of the Li Family, and Wang Zheng's actions in this regard were highly valued by Li Ye Ping.

However, from Wang Zheng's perspective, if such a sum could win the friendship of the Li Family, it would be an extremely advantageous deal. Without mentioning anything else, if he were to raise his sword against Su Family in the future, it would be best for the Li Family to remain neutral; Wang Zheng did not expect this old fox Li Ye Ping to truly stand by him. Moreover, all the money wasn't his anyway—it belonged to Shangguan Zheng—so using someone else's money to secure a friendship was undoubtedly an excellent move.

"No matter what, I will remember your great kindness," at this point, Li Tianshu did not call Wang Zheng "Young Master Wang" anymore; as such, their relationship seemed even closer.

"That's good. Once the business here is concluded, it's time for me to leave," Wang Zheng also started with polite talk: "It was an honor to meet you in Ning."

"Why are you leaving so early" Li Tianshu said with a hint of reluctance: "My father strongly urges me to invite you over for tea."

"I won't go this time," Wang Zheng waved his hand repeatedly: "You wouldn't understand—I feel extremely uneasy every time I meet these old generals."

Seeing that Wang Zheng refused, Li Tianshu did not press further.

"By the way, has Song Ziyue ever visited your place" Wang Zheng suddenly asked.

"He paid a visit to my father once; however, I wasn't at home back then."

"Actually, I think you two are quite compatible," Wang Zheng said jokingly.

"Is that so" Li Tianshu was surprised for a moment and then laughed heartily: "I actually think the same."

At this moment, Li Tianshu's phone rang.

Hearing what was on the other end of the line, the expression on Li Tianshu’s face became increasingly strange.

Seeing how odd Li Tianshu looked, Wang Zheng couldn't help but ask: "What is it"

Li Tianshu handed over his phone and said: "It's for you."

"For me" Wang Zheng took the phone with some confusion. He really could not figure out why someone would call Li Tianshu to get a hold of him, nor how the caller knew they were together.

“Who are you” Wang Zheng asked.

“I know who you are—Wang Zheng—but you don’t need to know who I am. All I want is to play a game with you.” The voice on the other end of the line had been processed, sounding mechanical and carrying an unsettling amusement that made one feel cold all over.

“I’m not interested,” Wang Zheng wanted to hang up.

“No, if you listen carefully, you will surely be interested.”

Wang Zheng fell silent, but the next sentence coming from the other end of the line immediately made his spine shiver!

"I've placed a bomb in Zhongding Gas's inventory tank area."

“What does that have to do with me” Wang Zheng asked, struggling to suppress his shock.

“Don’t worry about your bomb not being able to pierce through the thick steel. High explosive directional cluster bombs are very powerful.” After a brief pause, the caller continued: "I’m sure you understand that if this bomb explodes and ignites Zhongding’s inventory tank area, the consequences would be extremely severe."

Wang Zheng remained silent but sweat was already trickling down his forehead.

"Although Zhongding Company is located in a remote suburb, there are still tens of thousands of permanent residents here. Do you want to see them blown into the air by an explosion at Zhongding"

"F*ck your mother, you crazy son of a bitch," Wang Zheng finally couldn't hold back and cursed.

Sitting across from him, Li Tianshu was somewhat surprised. He didn't know why Wang Zheng had suddenly let loose with profanities.

The voice on the other end continued: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, the bomb will explode. It's currently twelve o'clock noon, which means you have only three hours."

"Good luck to you," the psychopath on the phone cackled maniacally a few times before hanging up.

“What’s going on” Li Tianshu noticed something was amiss with Wang Zheng's expression and asked.

"Someone has planted a bomb in the inventory area of Zhongding Company."

"What" Li Tianshu's voice rose several octaves. Clearly, he understood that if this bomb exploded, it would have devastating effects on nearby civilians!

“Is this true Is this information reliable” Li Tianshu realized his heart nearly jumped out of his throat when he first heard the news.

"Better safe than sorry," Wang Zheng clenched both fists and forced himself to remain calm: "There are supposedly only three hours left. You need to immediately organize the evacuation of all employees at Zhongding Company, making sure everyone is evacuated, as well as forcibly evacuate nearby civilians."

“Alright, I'll have someone take care of it right away,” Li Tianshu knew this was no small matter and didn't dare to be careless. He immediately began making phone calls.

Even if the speed were cranked up to a hundred twenty kilometers per hour, from Yinchuan downtown to Zhongding's location still required at least three hours. In other words, if Wang Zheng wanted to defuse the bomb, going there by car now would be tantamount to going straight to his death.

Furthermore, with tens of thousands of employees at Zhongding, completely evacuating everyone within three hours was virtually impossible! However, with Li Tianshu, who was Northwest's top young master present, it was likely that the situation could become more manageable.

"I've already arranged for a helicopter. We should be there in fifteen minutes."

After issuing orders to evacuate people, someone immediately acted on them. Truly deserving of being called the Northwest's top young master, Li Tianshu’s influence in Ningxia was truly beyond imagination.

"The special forces from the Ningxia military region have also been mobilized," Li Tianshu coldly stated: "These terrorists really deserve to die.

After a moment of silence, Wang Zheng said, "Let the special forces assist in maintaining security on the perimeter. It’s best not to send them into the tank area; I’ll handle it myself."

Lǐ Tiānshū frowned slightly: "Why With their help, the chances of success would be higher."

Wang Zheng shook his head with a smile: "It’s obvious that they want me."

"Me"

"Of course. Otherwise, why would they directly find me and ask me to disarm the bomb" Wang Zheng smiled slightly. "If I’m not mistaken, there must be bombs in the tank area, but their power is definitely not as big as he said. However, there will certainly be other traps set up; even the most insane person wouldn’t risk so many lives unless they’ve gone mad."

"But what if it’s foreign terrorists They don’t care about Chinese citizens’ lives at all."

“That possibility is very small. After Zhongding changed hands, such an incident happened immediately. This must be related to the Su family.” Wang Zheng said and his eyes narrowed: “It’s not necessarily so; perhaps others are trying to divert attention here, making it seem like the Su family initiated this. The likelihood of them being involved is high, but it can’t be ruled out that other forces want to take advantage of the situation or frame them.”

At this moment, Wang Zheng and Lǐ Tiānshū could already hear the roar of a helicopter.

...

In a dark room in the capital city, a man was lying on a sofa with a glass of red wine swaying gently in his hand.

An old man shrouded in darkness stood behind him. His voice was hoarse and it made one’s heart itch uncomfortably.

"Young Master, why didn’t you directly blow up Zhongding Why give Wang Zheng three hours"

The man took a light sip of his red wine: "Old dog, do you think I’m overthinking things too Have you gone senile To blow up Zhongding directly Do I really seem like a madman to you If nearly ten thousand lives were lost because of me, what would be the difference between me and those Japanese brats If Ningxia truly suffers a disaster, China will surely mobilize its entire might to find me. I don't want to attract the attention of such an extensive national machinery."

"But..."

“There’s no need for ‘but’. I will blow up Zhongding Company, but I won’t sacrifice so many lives because it would be futile and meaningless.” The man gently placed his glass on the table, each movement suggesting a well-thought-out plan: “I want Wang Zheng. Old dog, do you understand”

"Then let me go and deal with him," the old man said as he leaned slightly forward, lowering his eyelids so that no one could see the sharpness in his eyes.ightgown in the night; life would be truly regrettable if such scenes occurred every day."Since you are so shy, I should take you to see a good show."Wang Zheng chuckled and didn't knock on the door....