Douluo: My Martial Spirit is a Pokémon

After finishing speaking, Qianhan laughed loudly, walked towards the stairs, then suddenly turned around and said, "Don't forget it." The steward was left with a confused look on his face.

However, he still felt something was wrong, and hurried to the highest level to find the hotel manager to report the matter. But the manager didn't care at all and poured a cup of tea for Luo Ka, the steward.

"Loka, don't worry. Anyone who dares to cause trouble on the grounds of the Golden Toad Chamber of Commerce is not seeking death."

"But Mr. Zheng, what if something happens?"

Zheng Qiang quickly waved his hand, "After drinking tea, go and do your work. Don't worry." Luo Ka drank tea and left the office. Zheng Qiang picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea and tasted it slowly.

He put the tea cup in front of his nose and smelled the aroma, then nodded, "This tea is really good. I must give some to the elders at the end of the year." After that, he drank it all.

Then he walked to the quiet room in the office and began to practice his soul power. Zheng Qiang also had a dream, a dream of breaking through the third-ring soul master, which would give him the possibility to climb to a high place in the Zheng family.

Ten minutes later, a roar rang out. Fortunately, the room was soundproofed so no one outside noticed anything.

"Where is my soul power? My soul power is gone. Damn it, what happened."

Zheng Qiang was unable to use his soul power, just like an ordinary person. He had not felt this powerless for more than 20 years. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the young man Roca told him.

Then he rushed downstairs, found Luo Ka, grabbed Luo Ka's collar, and said, "Tell me where you are."

"Yes, it's on the third floor, but I don't know which room I'll live in." Roca pointed in the direction of the stairs.

"Look for it soon."

Luo Ka hurriedly searched for the check-in records. At this time, he was sweating profusely, wondering if something big had really happened. If so, could I be promoted to the position of hotel manager? That's great, damn Zheng Qiang, go to hell.

Then he deliberately delayed the time, thinking that Zheng Qiang was poisoned and would die soon. However, half an hour later, Zheng Qiang was still alive and kicking.

"You haven't found it yet? If you can't find it yet, don't do it. There are many people who want to sit in this position, and you are the only one missing."

Then Roca showed a sinister look and returned to normal in an instant, "Found it, found it, in room 10 on the third floor."

When Zheng Qiang heard this, he quickly went upstairs, found Qianhan's room, and kept knocking on the door. Now his life was in the hands of this mysterious man in the room.

But Qianhan just didn't open the door. Then Zheng Qiang kicked the door open, walked in, and found Qianhan sitting on the sofa in the room.

"Here we come, I've been waiting for you for a long time, sit down."

Zheng Qiang sat opposite Qianhan, and people behind him also entered the room.

"It seems that you want to make things worse? I don't mind."

Zheng Qiang waved his hand, "You all go out and close the door."

After everyone left, Zheng Qiang held the coffee table and looked at Qian Han, "Who are you? Is it your fault that my soul power disappeared? You'd better hand over the antidote, otherwise I won't let you go. "

Qianhan stood up and clapped his hands. As expected, Mr. Zheng was no ordinary person and was quite calm.

"I just want to discuss a business deal with you. How much is your life worth?" Qian Han's expression changed from a smile to a fierce look at Zheng Qiang. "Don't forget, you have no soul power now."