Just then, Ronan called.
"Chen Jie, all of Zhao Zilong's businesses have been investigated. Take notes."
"Okay."
Following that, Ronan recounted the details, and Chen Jie gained a general understanding of Zhao Zilong's basic information.
He inwardly mused that Zhao Zilong had hidden himself quite deeply.
Besides the detective agency, there were three companies with a market value of a hundred billion yuan each.
In addition to these, there were more than a dozen other companies of varying sizes.
Without Ronan's help, it would have been truly difficult for Chen Jie to investigate Zhao Zilong's enterprises.
Ronan chuckled, "Chen Jie, do you want me to help you deal with Zhao Zilong?"
"You have a way?"
Chen Jie was surprised.
"Of course, I've recently developed a new ability. Just wait and see."
Ronan hung up the phone. Chen Jie said to Jiang Xue and Wang Xiaoyan, "It's rude not to reciprocate. We shall use his own tactics against him!"
Jiang Xue's eyes lit up.
Three hundred martial artists were quickly assembled and then dispatched to various locations.
In front of the Aolong Entertainment Company, more than ten low-level martial artists lined up, blocking the company's exit.
The security guards immediately stepped forward, "What are you doing?"
"We're resting. What else would we be doing?" one of them replied.
"Resting? Go rest somewhere else! Don't you even know where this is? Have you no sense at all!"
The security guard shouted.
"Where is this place? This is a public road, a bus route! We're standing here, is that any of your business?"
"Oh, you've got a death wish, haven't you? Brothers, come over here, someone's causing trouble at our company!"
With a call from the security guard, dozens of people appeared.
"You want to fight? We're not to be trifled with! If you want a fight, then let's fight!"
Before long, both sides engaged, but the Aolong company's security guards quickly fell to the ground.
After all, even the lowest-level martial artists were no match for these ordinary security guards.
What's more, there were more than a dozen of them?
In an instant, the entrance of Aolong Company was blocked.
The same scene was unfolding in front of Zhao Zilong's other businesses.
Although the three hundred martial artists were not high-level practitioners, they were still a force to be reckoned with.
Zhao Zilong had spent a lot of money to find only a few hundred ordinary people.
At this moment, Zhao Zilong was engaged with Wen Jing.
Wen Jing's phone suddenly rang.
Wen Jing exclaimed "Oh yeah!" and then answered the call.
"Miss Wen, it's bad news! Our company is being blocked!"
"What? What's going on?"
Wen Jing was shocked.
The caller said, "I don't know what's happening, but suddenly more than a dozen people showed up and are blocking the entrance, preventing anyone from entering or leaving."
"Ah! Just got word, the company's power is out... No, also, the company has no internet."
Once the power went out, the company would cease operations, and no internet? A tech company without internet was basically paralyzed.
Wen Jing quickly informed Zhao Zilong about the situation.
At this moment, Zhao Zilong's phone also rang.
"What? How did this Chen Jie investigate my other three companies with a market value of a hundred billion yuan? Impossible!"
Zhao Zilong instantly realized that Chen Jie was behind this.
But he was even more shocked to learn that his three most well-hidden companies in the provincial capital were also on Chen Jie's revenge list.
"All Yellow and Black rank martial artists? Hiss, how did this guy get so many martial artists?"
Zhao Zilong recognized the identities of these troublemakers and was astonished once again.
Even he, the son of a War God, would find it nearly impossible to gather so many martial artists at once.
"Interesting. I'm starting to think Chen Jie is qualified to be my opponent," Zhao Zilong sneered.
Wen Jing said resentfully, "Young Master Zhao, please do something to deter these people. Otherwise, they'll become too arrogant and out of control!"
Zhao Zilong's expression was extremely grim.
"I'd love to, but I can't!"
Zhao Zilong said, "It appears Chen Jie is likely a super expert who is about to catch up to me. We are like two nuclear bombs of two countries. We don't act unless we do, and when we do, there will be serious consequences! Our battlefield is Wutai Mountain!"
"Ah! Then what should we do?"
Wen Jing also found his words reasonable.
If Zhao Zilong went to kill Chen Jie's people, Chen Jie could also kill Zhao Zilong's people.
This was a retaliatory measure.
The fact that Zhao Zilong hadn't directly assassinated the people around Chen Jie indicated that he didn't want to reach a point of no return with Chen Jie for now.
"Although I can't act directly, I can still deter Chen Jie's people! I will appear to be acting, without truly acting!" Zhao Zilong got out of bed and said with an unfathomable air.
"Young Master Zhao, can't you have your subordinates who are experts come forward?"
Wen Jing thought that if Zhao Zilong could deter Chen Jie's people, Chen Jie could also deter her.
Wouldn't she be at a disadvantage then?
"No! I can't afford any more losses among my subordinates! Who knows if among the people Chen Jie sent there are any wielding attack artifacts? Only I can ignore his attack artifacts!"
"Moreover, as I said, I will only deploy my subordinates when vying for the position of Dragon Lord. It's not time for large-scale deployment yet!"
As Zhao Zilong spoke, a wave of sleepiness suddenly washed over him.
In a daze, Wen Jing in front of him seemed to transform into a lewd man wearing a hood, grinning sinisterly at him.
"Who the hell are you!"
Zhao Zilong slapped Wen Jing across the face.
"Ah? Young Master Zhao, why did you hit me?" Wen Jing covered her face, saying aggrievedly.
Zhao Zilong sobered up and then gave an embarrassed smile, "It seems I've been a bit nervous lately, I even had a hallucination. My apologies."
"So it was a hallucination, then it's fine, I don't blame you, Young Master Zhao," Wen Jing giggled.
"I'm going to act now."
A group of people, all low-level martial artists, had also arrived outside the detective agency.
Zhao Zilong was about to speak when another man's figure appeared before him.
And this man, apart from wearing a hood, was completely naked.
Zhao Zilong shook his head.
"Forget it, I'll rest for a while!"
He had invested too much energy recently for Li Ziling and Lin Shuang, to the point of hallucinating.
Zhao Zilong felt the need to get some rest.
Moreover, Zhao Zilong felt a bit weak, as if he had overindulged.
Although martial artists had better physiques than ordinary people, some aspects hadn't seen much improvement.
Ordinary people had less internal energy, so when they indulged in carnal pleasures, they consumed less energy.
Martial artists, on the other hand, had abundant internal energy, and when they reached their peak, they consumed a significant amount of energy.
Unless he could advance further, he could control the consumption of his energy!
"Then, Young Master Zhao, I'll accompany you," Wen Jing said with a smile.
Soon, she embraced Zhao Zilong and they both fell asleep.
In his dream, Zhao Zilong felt someone behind him.
He was so startled that his hair stood on end.
It was that hooded man again.
And the hooded man was now attacking him with a sword!