chapter 2 Capture souls and show your power

"What I say is the law, and I call the shots in the marketing department!" Fatty Moore was arrogant to the extreme.
"You…"
Hearing this, Melanion glared furiously.
However, just at that moment, Melanion's vision blurred, and the world he saw turned gray and white. Above everyone's head, a translucent body emerged, exactly like the dream he had experienced when he was hit before.
His gaze swept over Fatty Moore's soul, and in an instant, all the sordid deeds Fatty Moore had done were revealed in Melanion's mind.
It turned out that the mirror image he had encountered before was not a dream, but a reality!
At this moment, not only could he extract the information known to Fatty Moore, but he also felt he could control Fatty Moore to do whatever he wished.
"Melanion, if I were you, I would have lost face to stay here by now," Fatty Moore said with a sneer, unaware that he was under Melanion's control.
"The Langford Group is so big, do you really think you can rule it, Fatty Moore?" Melanion sneered back.
As soon as he finished speaking, Melanion could no longer resist the urge of curiosity. He forcibly took control of Fatty Moore's soul and secretly pressed the record button on his phone.
"Ha ha." Hearing Melanion's words, Fatty Moore couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "How long can this company last? Maybe you don't know yet, but the cancer drug formula that the group has spent a fortune developing has been sold to Mr. Hanson of the Hanson Group for ten million."
As soon as these words came out, the entire room was shocked, and not far away, there was another person whose face turned extremely ugly—it was Tashiany Langford, the president of the Langford Group!
The company had invested heavily in the development of cancer drugs, putting all their eggs in one basket. If this formula was leaked, the Langford Group would be on the brink of bankruptcy.
A dike can be destroyed by an ant's nest, and Habib was no longer just an ant—he was a cancer!
"When the Hanson Group brings the new drug to market first and the Langford Group becomes insolvent, facing bankruptcy, Mr. Hanson will eat the meat and I'll slurp the soup. This company will be under my control."
Fatty Moore became more excited as he spoke, saying, "And that stinking woman Tashiany, she always acts so unapproachable, who knows what she's doing behind the scenes. Everyone likes a pretty face, and once I acquire the Langford, I'll make sure she listens to me obediently and becomes my plaything."
"Shameless!"
Not far away, Tashiany's face was as cold as eternal ice, and even her assistant could feel that the president was truly angry.
"Uncle!"
At that moment, Pilan also noticed something strange and shouted.
Unfortunately, Fatty Moore didn't hear him; his soul and thoughts were controlled by Melanion, and his eyes saw nothing but illusions.
Just as Melanion was preparing to continue controlling Fatty Moore to reveal more secrets, suddenly a strong sense of dizziness swept through his mind, causing him to sway and almost fall to the ground.
The soul control had failed at that moment.
Although the technique was useful, the side effects were extraordinary. It seemed that it could not be used frequently.
Having lost soul control, Habib also came to his senses, but he had no recollection of what he had just said. At that moment, he was still sneering at Melanion, saying, "Melanion, you won't end well if you fight against me. I advise you to get lost quickly."
"Is that so?" Melanion said with a playful smile, then he pressed the play button on his phone.
Hearing the voice coming from the phone, Fatty Moore's face changed drastically because he did not remember saying such things.
However, he didn't remember doesn't mean Gabriels Sect, but he knew he had indeed done such things. Once this audio was spread, his life would be over.
"Pilan, grab the phone for me!" Fatty Moore shouted.
"Kid, delete the recording quickly! Otherwise, you'll regret it!" Pilan said viciously.
"Who do you think you are?"
"I'll kill you!" As soon as the words were out, Pilan threw a punch at Melanion's face.
"It's not certain who will kill whom." Saying this, Melanion once again forcefully used soul control.
In an instant, Pilan stood still as if he had lost his soul.
Picking up a potted plant at the door, Melanion smashed it down on Pilan's head.
"Ahh!"
With a scream, Pilan fell to the ground, his forehead split open and bleeding.
"How is this possible?"
Seeing this scene, Habib's eyes nearly popped out. His nephew had trained in Sanda and even won awards. Ordinary thugs were no match for him. How could he not beat Melanion?
The key was why Pilan stood still and let himself be hit?
The others in the marketing department were also gaping, feeling like they were seeing Melanion for the first time. This seemingly weak scholar was so ruthless?
"Melanion, you bastard! Give me the phone." Habib raised his palm and struck at Melanion's face.
"You're the real bastard!" Cursing loudly, Melanion also raised his hand and struck Habib.
Melanion was too quick, and Habib was knocked to the ground in an instant, several teeth flying out bloodied, no match for Melanion.
"Well done."
Just then, a hoarse and sexy voice rang out, drawing everyone's gaze.
A woman walked in from the outside, her makeup exquisite, noble and cold, making all the other pretty women present feel inferior.
When Melanion saw Tashiany, he too couldn't help but widen his eyes.