Soldier's Sword Has a Soul Chapter 1

"Boss Jiang..." the assistant called out tremblingly. Ever since he entered the office and said "the other party still refuses to move", his boss took out his mobile phone and started playing connect-the-dots. The cheerful "ding ding ding" music made him sweat in the air-conditioned room.

Damon Jiang made a "hush" sound, without moving his eyes away from the screen, his slender fingers moved quickly. His pupils reflected the backlight of the phone, looking a little cold, his slender and curled eyelashes were clearly visible, and his high nose bridge seemed to be highlighted, like a sword out of its sheath, straight and sharp, and his tightly pursed thin lips conveyed a message of displeasure.

The assistant's heart was beating fast, and he kept swallowing to relieve his inner tension. His boss usually greeted people with a smile, was very generous to his subordinates, and was tall and handsome, and always spoke with a bit of laziness and teasing. He was simply the fantasy object of all the women in the company. However, he had been with the boss for many years and knew a little about his complicated background. He knew that this gentle elite image was just a layer of skin. Once he was irritated, he had seen how the boss dealt with competitors. They had failed to handle the demolition again and again. From the moment he stepped into the office, he was ready to be pissed off.

Damon grumbled in disappointment, obviously having failed. He threw his phone on the table, propped up his chin and looked at his assistant, his eyebrows slightly raised, "How many times have you been there?"

The assistant whispered, "The fourth time."

Damon tapped the table with his index finger. "The price has been raised to this number, but he still refuses to move. Do you think this is a matter of money?"

The assistant pursed his lips and stared at the black diamond ring on the boss's index finger. It was such an expensive ring. He had seen the boss use it like an iron knuckle, punching people so hard that their teeth were missing. He couldn't help but shiver.

Damon clicked his tongue twice, "What a brain you have." He stood up.

The assistant subconsciously took a step back.

Damon reached out and pinched his neck, "What's wrong? Are you afraid that I will beat you up?"

The assistant shrank his neck and shook his head repeatedly.

Damon lowered his head and laughed softly in his ear: "Why should I hit you? Don't be afraid, okay." Then he patted him on the back.

The assistant nodded stiffly, still feeling a chill down his spine.

"Tell the driver to prepare the car. I will go to meet him in person." Damon stretched out his long legs and strode out the door.

"yes."

Damon got out of the car and inspected the large area of old residential area that was waiting to be demolished, just like a king inspecting his territory.

He has been working hard for so many years, and this old city reconstruction project will push his career to a new peak. With the olive branches thrown by the government, the huge loans delivered to him, and the strong partners, the expected net profit of more than 4 billion and the unpredictable profit space, he will become the most shining young upstart in Dongping City. Who would have thought that ten years ago, he, Damon, was still a pickpocket wandering the streets?

The project has encountered a small obstacle at the moment - a rather stubborn nail household that refuses to move. Accomplishing great things is always difficult, but Damon doesn't take it to heart. When problems arise, he solves them. No one can stop him from rising to the top.

Surrounded by his assistants and bodyguards, he walked into the residential area. It had just rained and the dilapidated construction site was covered with mud. His handmade Italian leather shoes were soon stained. He thought to himself that he must not let these shoes go to waste on this trip.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, they finally found the old courtyard house in a messy residential area.

The bodyguard was about to knock on the door aggressively, but Damon stopped him and went up to knock three times. Although the house looked ordinary, Damon recognized the door at a glance. It was made of ivory pink wood. He had dealt in wood a few years ago. Anyone who dared to use this kind of wood for the outer door was definitely not an ordinary family. No wonder they looked down on his money.

After a while, the door opened and a pretty little girl poked her head out, looking wary and impatient. "I already said we're not moving, so don't come again!"

Damon smiled gently and said politely: "Hello, I am the chairman of Damon Group, my surname is Jiang. My subordinates have visited me several times before, and there may be some misunderstandings in the words. I came here today to apologize and hope to have a good communication with the owner of this house."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, looking at Damon's handsome face, her cheeks suddenly flushed, she frowned and said: "There is nothing to discuss, grandpa said he would never move."

Damon smiled and said, "You are unwilling to move. For the sake of the overall harmony of the new urban area, we will not give up easily. This stalemate will not benefit either side. I am the person who has the final say on this project. I came here today to communicate with you to come up with a solution that both sides can accept."

The little girl wanted to say something when a voice came from the inner room, asking them to come in.

She opened the door, Damon left his bodyguard and assistant outside and walked in.

Stepping into the yard, Damon suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if something in this house was attracting him and making his heart palpitate.

The courtyard is spacious, planted with flowers and plants, full of greenery. The rockery and bridge are unique and elegant. Next to the small pavilion is a pond for raising koi, with red koi swimming among the lotus leaves. In front of you is a two-entry courtyard with green tiles and red eaves. The eaves are upturned like flying wings, with an antique style.

Damon couldn't bear to demolish such an elegant old house. It was a pity to destroy it because it had been there for so many years. However, he was a profit-seeking businessman, and this piece of land was emitting gold in his mind.

Damon was led into the main house.

An old man with sharp eyes sat on the armchair, he should be the head of the family, there were two young men in the room, each of them was very impressive, although they were wearing ordinary clothes, but for someone like Damon who had practiced martial arts, he could tell at a glance that these two people were also martial artists. He was very confused, it seemed that before leaving, he should find someone to check the background of this family, he had a hunch that this was not an ordinary family.

The old man looked at him expressionlessly.

Damon did not feel embarrassed. He introduced himself first and then mentioned the purpose of the trip.

The old man said coldly: "Boss Jiang, what you want to say has been said countless times by the people you sent. I still say the same thing, I will not move no matter what. This old house has a special meaning to me, which cannot be measured by money."

Damon smiled and said, "Old sir, the times are changing, and this kind of renewal is bound to happen sooner or later. The government has planned this area as a new urban area, which is of great significance to the city's image. When the time comes, there will be such an old house in the middle of a modern building. Not only will it be awkward for others to see it, but you will also not feel comfortable living there. When the old city is renovated, the original water supply, electricity supply, gas supply and sewage discharge will all need to be greatly changed. You will definitely face a long period of water and power outages, no gas, and wastewater and waste cannot be discharged. Even if the infrastructure is specially laid for this house in the future, there are so many high-rise buildings next to it, and your transformer facilities cannot keep up, and you will still have troubles in the summer. If you insist on not moving today, you will definitely regret it then."

The old man said coldly: "Don't worry about this."

Damon's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes had turned cold. He picked up a bone sculpture on the coffee table and fiddled with it, saying calmly, "Old man, you should at least consider the younger generation. I am determined to get this project. If I can't convince you today, I may come back tomorrow, but my patience and energy are limited. Why should you let a family suffer for a house?"

This was already a threat. The old man snorted heavily, and the two young men stood up suddenly.

Damon clenched the bone sculpture in his hand, his eyes were like those of a wolf and a tiger, he sneered at them, and a strong hostility rose in his heart. He didn't want to use special means unless it was absolutely necessary, but if this family really didn't want to accept his toast, he, Damon, would not be easily dismissed.

Suddenly, he felt his palms warm up, and saw a ray of white light from the corner of his eyes. He lowered his head suddenly, and felt that the white light was emitted from his palms.

The moment he lowered his head, the expressions of the other people in the room changed. The old man looked intently, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

Damon spread out his palm. The bone sculpture was made of some unknown animal, and was carved into the shape of a bull's head. The workmanship was crude, and it didn't look like a valuable item. It didn't fit in with the many antiques in the house. Strangely enough, there were many animal bone ornaments in the house, of different sizes and shapes. He had never seen a wealthy family that liked to use a lot of animal bones for home decoration. This might be one of the reasons why he thought this old house was strange.

There was nothing special about the bone-carved bull head, let alone the fact that it glowed. He was stunned for a moment. Was that light just now an illusion?

The old man's attitude suddenly changed, "Boss Jiang, why don't you come with me to the inner room and talk in detail."

Damon frowned, "I seemed to see something glowing just now, did you see it?"

The old man looked calm, "What's glowing?"

Damon put down the bone-carved bull head and blinked hard, thinking that he might be dazzled by playing games these past two days. He stood up and said, "Please."

The old man took him into the tea room and poured him a cup of tea.

Damon was puzzled, and felt that something was a little strange. From the moment he entered the tea room, the old man looked at him strangely, as if he was examining something. The closer he got to the center of the old house, the stronger he felt his inner desire. Although he was a money-grubber, he wouldn't react so strongly.

The old man asked: "Boss Jiang, do you know why I must guard this ancient house?"

Damon didn't respond. He was ready to listen to an old and long story.

The old man looked at him with a sharp gaze, "Because this is the station connecting to that world."

Damon was stunned and didn't react for a moment. When he came to his senses, he felt that there was something wrong with the old man's mind.

The old man smiled mysteriously, "The purpose of this post station is to allow us to find people like you in this world."

Damon looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed out loud, "Old sir, I have fought many holdouts for this project, but you are the most stubborn one, and the reason you gave me is the most peculiar. I can't help but admire you, hahahahahaha."

The old man shook the teacup in his hand and smiled faintly: "Boss Jiang, I can only send you there, but I don't know where I will send you. The future path depends on you."

Damon was already a little angry. He felt that he had wasted an entire afternoon talking to an old lunatic. It was not worth it. He might as well just break one of his grandson's legs. He stood up and said, "Old man, it seems that there is no need for us to continue talking."

The old man flicked his wrist and threw a cup of hot tea towards Damon. Damon tried to dodge, but the small cup of tea suddenly turned into an amber water wall in the air, and his body was sucked towards the water wall by a huge suction force.

Damon screamed, his eyes filled with fear. He struggled desperately, but could not resist the force at all. Under the calm gaze of the old man, he passed through the water wall and his body fell sharply.

He yelled loudly and felt like he was going to fall to his death.

With a loud thud, he landed on his back, causing stars to appear in his eyes and his bones to almost break. He rolled on the ground and cried out in pain.

There were a few gasps in my ears.

He endured the pain and slowly opened his eyes, his already chaotic brain almost petrified.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him without blinking.

Damon got up from the ground tremblingly, shocked by the scene before him.