After a while, the man in the shoddy suit left the room, his face heavy, as if he had just escaped a demon.

The round man watched his retreating figure and sinisterly chuckled.

He snapped his fingers, his voice filled with playful malice,

"Life really is a ludicrous tragedy and comedy."

"Guess what? If he knew that his daughter's gas poisoning was also orchestrated by us, do you think he'd go mad?"

The two bodyguards burst into laughter.

The round man also laughed out loud, bending forward and backward.

It seemed like there was nothing funnier in the world.

Suddenly, the round man stopped laughing and coldly interrogated the two bodyguards.

"What are you laughing at?"

"How can you laugh at such a tragic event? Do you still have any conscience or morals?"

The two bodyguards were startled.

They suddenly realized that the man standing before them was a terrifyingly important figure.

The faces of both men were filled with fear.

The round man wiped the corner of his eye, looking extremely sorrowful.

"Ah, this poor guy, his daughter just taking a bath, and out of nowhere, she gets gas poisoning."

"His daughter unconscious, and he himself forced to commit the crime of leaking chlorine gas, poisoning workers."

"Tell me, isn't God being a bit too cruel to them?"

This time, the two bodyguards dared not say a word, afraid they might say something wrong.

The round man sighed sorrowfully.

"It really is an unjust world, people's hearts are not what they used to be, but… I like it, hahaha…"

He laughed grotesquely, his laugh reaching forward and back, his voice hoarse and utterly insane.

"Send a message to Professor Chen, tell him the play has already started, and invite the old man to quietly watch."

"Ouch, I need to go to the restroom, laugh a bit more."

Laughing uncontrollably, the round man staggered into the restroom while laughing.

The two bodyguards bowed and responded, "Yes, Sorcery King!"

The next day, Yang Fei got up, practiced Extreme Tiger and Elephant Extreme, and then started his morning routine.

He put on the uniform of Yalan International PR Department, ready to go to work.

In fact, the traitors within Yalan International had already been cleared out.

Yang Fei's mission had been completed.

But Yang Fei really enjoyed working at Yalan International.

The company not only had many beautiful women, but he also got to tease Chen Ke every day, which was much more interesting than staying at home.

What was most important was that Yang Fei discovered

blending into the ordinary life of the city could cleanse the murderous thoughts in his heart.

After practicing Nine Extremes, Yang Fei's internal injuries had gradually healed.

However, the violent, bloodthirsty thoughts in his heart grew stronger as he further mastered Extreme Tiger.

It was an uncontrollable urge to kill.

When Yang Fei was alone, even with Turtle Extreme Suppression, it was extremely agonizing.

In the ordered, busy life of the city, feeling the beauty of life and the variety of human conditions,

Yang Fei didn't need much effort to keep control.

Only, would Chen Ke kill him for so many days of skipping work?

Thinking of Chen Ke's stern, cold demeanor, Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh.

Half an hour later, Yang Fei took the subway and arrived at the Yalan International Office Building.

As Yalan International's company size grew larger, its reputation in the business circles rose significantly.

Yalan International's staff also increased.

Many old employees were promoted due to the expansion of the company's business or were transferred elsewhere.

So, Yang Fei saw these white-collar beauties, most of whom were new faces.

It had been a long time since Yang Fei had been to work.

He found himself amidst a bunch of chirping, beautiful, white-collar women, feeling particularly delighted.

Grandmother's shitty brush won't bloom, this is the life.

Yang Fei could tell at a glance.

These beautiful white-collar workers were all greenhorns who had just joined the company, several girls' faces showing extreme excitement.

Yang Fei's eyes rolled around, focusing on their vital parts, while he drooled from his mouth.

"Damn, short skirts and lace stockings, I like!"

"Those legs are too long, perfect leg shape..."

"Shit, That's insane, what did this beauty eat to grow up, so fierce, so fierce."

...

The thrilled Yang Fei recklessly squeezed into the surging crowd of beauties.

This guy intentionally brushed against their vital parts.

He mingled in the crowd, squeezed once, turned around, and squeezed again, his heart blossoming with joy.

Thus, all the girls saw a guy with an honest face.

He was squeezing through the crowd anxiously, appearing restrained yet agitated.

People couldn't help but be impressed.

Yalan International really is a big company, its staff really dedicated, such a strong sense of time.

Even though Yang Fei's actions were somewhat obvious.

But with the crowd being so dense, nobody felt anything unusual.

After all, this honest-faced man was wearing a Yalan International uniform, moreover, it was the second-generation treasure blue uniform.

Yalan International's uniform had changed to a new design.

From the original treasure blue suit, it had changed to the current iron-gray suit, white shirt, and purple-red tie.

The treasure blue uniform signified that this rascally handsome guy was a respected Yalan predecessor.

Finally, Yang Fei, mingling among a group of youthful and pretty female white-collars, squeezed into the elevator.

Inside the elevator, it was filled with the sweet fragrance of girls.

A girl looked at Yang Fei with admiration.

"Senior, in which department do you work, I haven't seen you before?"

Yang Fei reluctantly withdrew his gaze that was touring some female white-collar's long legs and turned around.

He only glanced at the girl and inhaled a breath of cold air.

The girl's figure was extremely hot.

Yang Fei activated the Tortoise Extreme Force to suppress the nosebleed that was about to spray out.

He gasped with difficulty, "I'm in the PR department, come hang out when you're free."

"Also, don't call me senior, call me Brother Fei."

The girl clapped excitedly.

"That's great, I'm also in the PR department, just reported yesterday,"

"Now I can't find the office hall, but I'm glad to have met a senior."

Yang Fei patted his chest, "That's easy, just follow me."

Using his memory, Yang Fei led the girl to the original PR department office hall.

Unexpectedly, the PR department hall was sealed off, only a cold, freshly renovated partition wall remained.

"Senior, what's this..."

The girl looked at Yang Fei, confused.

This guy, known as the senior of the PR department, couldn't even find the PR office hall, which was indeed very suspicious.

Yang Fei blushed, about to find some other excuse to mumble, when he noticed a beautiful woman approaching.

She was Qiu Yiyi, the only acquaintance and friend Yang Fei had in the PR department.

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