Chapter 417 The reason for his lateness

  After Jiang Wang quit the mic-link mode, the entire portrait lost strength, his tight back softened, and he sat in the back of the car seat.

   "Master, how are you?"

  The driver saw his pale face through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but worry.

  Jiang Wang’s thin lips were abnormally white, and there was no trace of blood. He closed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows stained with fatigue:

"fine."

  He raised his right hand and rubbed his eyebrows, trying to relieve his headache.

  Close his eyes, his mind is full of the **** killing.

Splashing blood and meat. Mo was spread all over the floor, and people in black lay on the ground, staring at him, turning their white eyes viciously, staring straight at him, as if to slash him with a thousand swords and lead him. Go down to the **** that will never be restored together.

   On the arm of his left hand, there is a circle of white bandage. At this moment, the bright red blood has stained the white bandage, which looks a little scary.

   "Doctor...the doctor said, you should rest for a while, especially the injured arm, you can't use it frequently."

  The driver caught a glimpse of his broken wound and bit his scalp to persuade him.

  The young master just bandaged the wound and left the hospital, but he didn’t expect that as soon as he got into the car, the other party opened the game in front of the computer, as if it was because of a competition...

   "How is Grandpa?"

  Jiang Wang did not answer the question.

  The driver will inform all the information he knows:

   "Master, everything is fine, nothing happened, waiting for you in the old house."

  Tonight, the Jiang family has experienced a huge change. The wolves and ambitions of the branch line finally couldn't bear their own murderous intentions, and found the hired, mercenary, soldiers who demanded money and killed Jiang Wang.

  "Master, when you go out recently, you should bring some manpower. I'm afraid they won't die, they will continue to kill you..."

  Wealth can make ghosts grind, facing millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, that group of people may not be tempted, but when the number becomes hundreds of billions, that group of people can't help it.

  Elder Jiang is in his seventies, and almost half of his leg went into the coffin, and Jiang Wang, as the only heir to a hundred billion fortunes, as long as he dies, the people of other branches will have a fair and honest reason to scrape this outdated wealth.

  Tonight, the group of people arranged the killer to chase and intercept the young master while the young master was out, and wanted to kill and throw the body halfway.

   "Hmm." Jiang Wang did not refuse.

   should belong to his Jiang family's property, and he won't let it go.

  The car drove all the way to the old house.

  The live broadcast on the computer continued, and the crisp voice of the teenager continued to echo in the car.

   "Made, what's the matter with this teammate? Give the opponent a head directly?"

   "I knew I couldn't play 4v4, or single row suits me!"

  "Hey hey hey, don't move on number 3! I'm talking about you! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Damn it, dead?!"

   "Don't move if you don't know how to play, don't move, I'm speaking Chinese, don't you understand it!"

   Seems to meet an unreliable teammate, and the boy's tone gradually becomes irritable.

   Jiang Wang's mouth twitched slightly, revealing an invisible smile.

  It's rare to see him so irritable. It must be because the teammates he met are too weird.

  "Master, it's time to get off, the master is still waiting for you." The driver urged.

  See you for a long time, his young master listened to a live broadcast by a male anchor, and he actually laughed? ! !

"Um."

  Jiang Wang turned off the live broadcast and then walked towards the old house.

  (End of this chapter)