Super Rich: Obtained Shares of 100 Billion Group at the Beginning

Sunset and moonrise, the cycle repeats itself endlessly.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For three whole days, there was no progress whatsoever in Zhu Zhengting's plans, which made Lu Feng very anxious.

With Bert Zaka returning, Qualcomm is bound to take action, and he can't afford to waste time on that.

The strategic layout in the chip industry is of paramount importance. In fact, in order to prepare for possible retaliation from Qualcomm, he has already sent President Zhou Han back to Shanghai ahead of schedule.

In the hotel, just as Lu Feng was considering whether to return to Shanghai to oversee things, Zhang Yonghuai finally made a move.

After three days of planning, Zhang Yonghuai devised a plan that could be described as perfect.

And the facts have proven this to be true.

With his meticulously planned scheme, he captured Zhu Zhengting, the young master, without alerting anyone, and transported him to a city next to Shenzhen as quickly as possible.

The rooftop of a residential building in Guangyuan City where construction has been halted.

A sharp pain jolted Zhu Zhengting awake from his coma.

"Ouch! It hurts so much, my leg!"

Upon waking up, Zhu Zhengting instinctively tried to hug his right leg, which was throbbing with pain, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach it. Looking closely, he realized that both of his arms and legs were tied up.

The scene, coupled with the excruciating pain in his leg, made him instantly realize that he had been kidnapped.

However, he did not panic because of this. The training he had undergone during this period had given him an extraordinary mindset, and this small situation could not frighten him.

Since the other party kidnapped him instead of killing him, they must have something to ask for.

As long as we can negotiate terms, nothing is a problem.

"Which brother is short of money? Can we meet up? The price is negotiable!"

He looked around and shouted, trying to see the people who had kidnapped him.

"Clap, clap!"

As his voice rang out, a series of footsteps followed.

Upon hearing this commotion, Zhu Zhengting felt a surge of tension and anticipation. In his view, the fact that the person behind the scenes had chosen to come forward meant that his guess was correct and there was still room for maneuver.

"This brother..."

He forced a smile, trying to make himself look more harmless, but when he saw the person's face, he froze as if he had seen a demon.

Even the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

Seeing his horrified expression, the figure burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, Zhu Zhengting, you seem shocked to see me? Do you know how disheveled you look right now? You have no demeanor whatsoever that of the heir of the Zhu family should have!"

As the woman spoke, she slowly squatted down and gently stroked Zhu Zhengting's face with her slender, fair hand.

The movements were gentle and soothing, like a mother tenderly stroking her child.

Of course, all of this is on the premise that we ignore the woman's bloodshot eyes and gloomy face.

"What...it's you...you kidnapped me...what are you going to do with me...?"

Zhu Zhengting stared in horror at the woman in front of him, his body trembling as he tried to back away.

Because the woman in front of him was none other than his stepmother, Zhang Xiuying!

That person I guarded against day and night!

"Hahaha."

A sinister laugh rang out, and before Zhu Zhengting could react, Zhang Xiuying grabbed his neck.

In fact, under normal circumstances, Zhang Xiuying, as a woman, would certainly not be able to grab Zhu Zhengting's neck so easily, but unfortunately, Zhu Zhengting's limbs were all bound, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had no power to resist.

He could only watch helplessly as his neck was being squeezed tighter and tighter.

"Heh...heh...you...can't...do this...my dad won't let you get away with this..."

Zhu Zhengting's originally pale face gradually turned red due to suffocation, and even his speech became intermittent.

However, Zhang Xiuying did not give up because of his words.

For Zhang Xiuying, this opportunity may very well be the only chance in her life to avenge her son.

Once she misses this opportunity, she will never be able to take revenge herself again for the rest of her life.

“You’re right. If I kill you, Zhu Tianyuan won’t let me go. But the condition is that you have to survive.”

Zhang Xiuying exerted even more force, and soon Zhu Zhengting's face turned from red to blue, a sign that he was about to suffocate.

"Now that I dare to show my face, do you think I'll let you go back alive?"

"Heh...heh...heh..."

Zhu Zhengting wanted to say something more, but because his neck was tightly constricted, he couldn't utter a complete syllable and could only make a hoarse sound.

Seeing that he was about to faint from suffocation, Zhang Xiuying finally released his neck.

"You think you can just faint? You're dreaming! I've prepared lots of fun games for you. How could I let you faint so easily? That would be too easy on you!"

Zhang Xiuying stood up again. At this moment, another person wearing a black baseball cap and a black mask walked out from behind him, carrying a large black tray.

Zhu Zhengting's eyes narrowed sharply when he saw what was on the tray.

The tray was filled with all sorts of torture instruments that would chill one's heart at first glance.

Such as a meat-cutting knife the size of a thumb, pliers specifically designed to crush hand bones, ten-centimeter-long steel needles, and so on.

Zhu Zhengting couldn't help but shudder after just one glance.

As the eldest son of the Zhu family, he had never even seen blood since he was a child, so how could he bear the scene before him?

The thought that these instruments of torture would be used on him in a few minutes made his lower body feel an uncontrollable urge to ejaculate.

"Mom...you can't do this...I'm your son...you can't do this!"

In desperation, Zhu Zhengting shouted.

"Hahaha, to save his life, he's even calling for his mother? Zhu Zhengting!"

Zhang Xiuying sneered, then casually picked up a whip from the tray.

Then, to Zhu Zhengting's horrified gaze, a whip lashed out.

The whip, covered with countless barbs, lashed fiercely at Zhu Zhengting's body, making intimate contact with him.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Along with the sound of the whip, Zhu Zhengting roared.

Having been pampered since childhood, he had never experienced such intense pain. Although Zhu Tianyuan often beat him when he was young, none of those blows combined could compare to the pain of Zhang Xiuying's whip.

Before he could recover, Zhang Xiuying lashed out with her whip again.

The sound of whips mingled with screams, creating a terrifying symphony.

Little did they know that two figures were watching everything from the building opposite them.