I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Everyone is going to die.

Unavoidable.

For Genglong, just like what he said before he jumped to death, his life has been magnificent enough, even if he bids farewell to this world now, there is nothing to regret.

hospital.

The convoy to send the soul is ready.

Fallen leaves return to their roots.

Of course it is impossible to have a hasty burial here.

The body of Geng Long, who died in a strange and unexpected way, will be sent to the airport, and then take a private plane to Jiangnan, where a formal memorial ceremony will be held.

Under the hospital building.

A group of people witnessed Genglong's body being carried out.

Due to his relationship with Song Chaoge, Guo Anle also rushed to the scene.

In his capacity, he really doesn't want to see this kind of reckless gangster who licks blood at the edge of a knife, but Guo Anle can't deny that the other party is indeed a hero.

In the land of China, there are hundreds of millions of people, how many can rule the roost?
of course.

Dead body.

Everything has turned to ashes, ashes to ashes.

The spirit bearers walked down the steps cautiously.

Guo Anle couldn't help but look at the young man dressed in solemn black not far away.

As the person involved, even though he was the one who was hit and had no responsibility, Jiang Chen still rushed to express his condolences in a humanitarian way.

Fortunately it is broad daylight.

broad daylight.

Otherwise, he should be a little worried whether Genglong would cheat his corpse and jump up.

The enemy came to see off his body.

There are so many songs and tears.

Although there were many people at the scene, it was very quiet.

After walking down the steps, the spirit bearers stopped.

Song Chaoge, wearing a white scarf on his chest, stepped forward, raised his hand without saying a word, and placed it on Genglong's coffin.

Jiang Chen watched quietly.

Song Chaoge had no sadness on his face, nor did he say any eulogy. After stroking the coffin for a while, he withdrew his hand.

Also.

The undead can no longer hear the language of the living.

it is more than words.

The spirit bearers walked towards the hearse.

at this time.

Another car came.

The crowd turned their heads.

It was Lan Peizhi and Nie Chuanxiong who came down.

People in the rivers and lakes all value loyalty.

Even if he was betrayed, he rushed to see Genglong off for the last time.

"Ugh."

Nie Chuanxiong sighed softly at the coffin, seemingly regretful.

"Aunt Lan, Genglong must be very happy that you can come." Song Chaoge said.

Parting from life to death should be the cruelest thing in the world.

Ke Lampe's face is like a flat lake.

Also.

A character like her may have looked down on life and death long ago.

Glancing at Genglong's coffin, she asked Song Chaoge, "Aren't you going to send him back?"

Song Chaoge shook his head, "I promised Genglong that even though such misfortune happened, I have to stay and fulfill my promise to him."

Jiang Chen remained silent.

The coffin was carried onto the carriage.

The convoy started and headed out of the hospital.

Human beings are inherently mortal, either as light as a feather, or as heavy as Mount Tai.

It is already a great honor for ordinary people to have such a group of prominent figures see them off.

"Brother Jiang, the matter is over. An accident is an accident. You don't have to worry about it."

Song Chaoge turned his head to comfort him, as if he was still worried that the other party would blame himself for it.

How deep is the city to be able to act to such an extent?
To judge others by himself, if he were to stand in the opponent's position, Jiang Chen thought he was not half as good as the opponent.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

Perhaps for this person, everyone around him may be just a tool.

After Genglong's coffin left, Song Chaoge and Guo Anle left immediately. Before leaving, this young master of the Guo family gave Jiang Chen a special look.

Jiang Chen who was sent back to the hotel by He Yihui last night looked calm, nodded politely, as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard about what happened yesterday. It was really thrilling." There were no outsiders, so naturally there was no need to worry about it. Nie Chuanxiong sighed, "I never thought that Genglong would be so crazy."

Not crazy.

Rather, there is no choice.

"No injury?" Lan Peizhi asked.

Jiang Chen shook his head, and said truthfully: "I got shot, fortunately I put on the body armor in advance, but until now my chest still hurts."

Nie Chuanxiong raised his eyebrows.

He was not at the scene, so of course he didn't know exactly what happened, but with his rich experience, it's not hard to figure it out.

"Mr. Jiang is really bold and careful."

Nie Chuanxiong laughed.

"Aren't you afraid that he will kill you with one shot?" Lampei said.

"Miss He gave me a gun for self-defense. Compared with skill, I am definitely no match, but compared with marksmanship, he should not be much better than me."

Jiang Chen smiled easily.

Although it does look a bit like walking a tightrope, he does have a certain degree of certainty.

Nobody would risk their life.

and.

At present, he has provoked a powerful opponent like Song Chaoge, and there is not much time left for him to grow slowly.

He needs to temper himself quickly.

The more dangerous the crisis, the more you can temper your will.

Just like that sentence, put it to death and then live.

"I can only say that you are lucky, otherwise it might not be him who was sent away just now."

Lan Peizhi's words were a bit of a spoiler.

Jiang Chen smiled wryly.

"The auction is about to start, get ready."

Leaving a sentence, Lan Peizhi turned and got into the car.

"Mr. Jiang, let's go first."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Nie Chuanxiong followed.

Shouldn't the other party be happy to have eliminated Genglong by himself?
Why is there no compliment?

Do you feel that you are too reckless?

But if he brings a large group of bodyguards, or continues to "hold" Vera's thigh, Genglong, who can't find a chance, will take risks?Will he do it himself, or jump into the sea to die?
Can Song Chaoge be like this now, can only look at Genglong's body helplessly, and have nothing to say?

Jiang Chen sighed lightly.

Of course he knew that Lan Peizhi should care about himself, but he didn't need this kind of care.

Why can't I be like those ordinary women and take the risk to help solve the hatred in my heart, so that I am very moved?

I just bought a cheap little cake last night, and the daughter of the gambling king...

Jiang Chen quickly cut off the wandering thoughts.

What are you thinking about.

"Mr. Jiang is still young and full of vigor, and I was the same when I was young."

In the car.

Nie Chuanxiong reminisced: "Back then, I dared to negotiate with others with a knife alone. I definitely don't have the courage now."

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

"This man, the older he is, the less courageous he is."

The son of a daughter, who can't sit still, calculates everything perfectly, and always puts himself in an absolutely safe position. Although he is extremely smart, it is often the kind of person who dares to take risks and is not lacking in courage, which seems to be more admirable.

"Mr. Jiang should have anticipated all the steps, that's why he chose to do that."

"He's not here, and he can't hear you praising him so much."

Nie Chuanxiong laughed, "It's not a compliment, it's a word from the heart. It's rare to see such a courageous young man nowadays."

"No matter how courageous he is, he is still a reckless man. If Geng Long hadn't known that he failed to assassinate Vera Dupont, it would have been very difficult to survive. Song Chaoge would not protect him anymore. It may not be whoever was sent away today."

Nie Chuanxiong tilted his head, "But doesn't Ms. Lan also appreciate this kind of 'reckless' behavior?"

Although the tone seemed to reprimand, there was no dissatisfaction on Lan Peizhi's face.

Nie Chuanxiong is like this, so is she.

People like them are destined not to like the kind of characters who plan every step of the way and every cent is in place.

People are not machines.

Flaws are real.

"He knew that Genglong was going to do something, and deliberately created an opportunity for Genglong to do it. A large part of the reason should be to vent his anger on Miss Lan with his own hands. His intentions are commendable."

Nie Chuanxiong continued.

Lan Peizhi glanced at him.

The Haojiang tycoon who was killing and making a decision immediately fell silent, as if he hadn’t said anything, he turned his head and looked out of the window pretendingly, as if touched by the scene, he muttered: "Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring." Towards."

Back to the hotel.

open the door.

Jiang Chen showed helplessness, "Can you not come into my room casually?"

Vera sat down on the sofa majestically again.

"What's your attitude, I'm here to thank you."

Jiang Chen was unmoved, of course he knew what she was referring to, closed the door, and said: "This is something I promised you, so you don't have to be polite."

Vera crossed her legs, pulled her high-heeled shoes, rested her chin, and turned her head to look at him, her magnificent amber eyes were bright.

"I really didn't misunderstand the person. I will follow what I say, and I am quite a man. Okay, one is dealt with, and the other one? How do you plan to solve it?"

"..."

This girl is really penny-pinching.

Sure enough, I hate Song Chaoge.

"Song Chaoge cannot move."

Jiang Chen approached and reminded again.

Killing Genglong was nothing. With his unspeakable crimes, killing him could even be called killing harm for the people.

But if you start with Song Chaoge, the concept is different.

Do not mention others.

The capital of Lampe will not allow it.

"I didn't say I wanted to kill him, otherwise he would have died long ago, one step ahead of his lackey."

Vera said casually.

Jiang Chen didn't doubt the authenticity of these words at all.

If it were someone else, it might be nonsense, but no matter how flawed this girl is, she seldom speaks big words.

Those people who died tragically thousands of miles away are clear examples.

"It's right to think so, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess..."

"I do not understand."

"..."

Jiang Chen didn't teach her oriental culture, and said bluntly: "Genglong is his black glove, and Genglong's death is equivalent to breaking his arm."

"I lost two bodyguards, and he only broke one arm, do you think it's fair?"

Jiang Chen was momentarily stopped by the question.

Vera suddenly seemed to think of something, and her beautiful eyebrows, which would wear delicate makeup even if she didn't go out, twitched, "How about I break his third leg?"

Jiang Chen's heart trembled.

A foreigner is a foreigner.

Speaking is direct and unrestrained.

Jiang Chen pondered, this time he didn't reconsider the situation and tried to persuade him, but nodded his head, "I think it's not bad."

For men.

Losing the third leg is no different from dying, and even worse than dying directly.

"Then you go."

Vera Road.

"Isn't this your own idea? You go by yourself."

"You promised me that you would help me vent my anger."

really.

This girl is not stupid at all, she knows the seriousness.

Jiang Chen didn't continue joking, and said seriously: "Song Chaoge came to Haojiang for He's gambling cards. If you want to vent your anger, it's actually very simple, just let him go home empty-handed."

"Ding."

A text message rang.

Jiang Chen subconsciously took out his mobile phone and clicked on it.

With just one glance, his face suddenly changed.

Vera leaned over curiously.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately turned off the screen of the phone.

"What? Can't you take a look?"

At this moment, Vera looked like a childish girl again.

"I have something to do."

Vera didn't seem to understand, she was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.

"You go back first."

Jiang Chen could only speak bluntly.

"I haven't finished talking yet."

Vera didn't want to go.

"I'll come back to you later."

"what are you doing……"

Seeing that Vera was still not moving, Jiang Chen got up, directly pulled her up, and pulled her out.

Push out the door.

"boom."

The door is closed.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was an angry banging on the door outside.

Jiang Chen turned a deaf ear, walked back to the room, and immediately took out his cell phone.

"Miss He, what does this mean?"

That's right.

The text message just now was sent by He Yihui.

There is no text information, just a picture.

It was the "intimate photo" of him and He Yihui at the beach last night!
To be precise, it is the picture of He Yihui molesting him.

Could it be that the other party deliberately set up a game last night?

This guess couldn't help popping up in Jiang Chen's mind.

Such examples are not without, commonly known as beauty tricks, many business tycoons have been tricked.

But the dignified gambler's daughter went to the battle in person, is she too willing to spend her capital?
"We were photographed last night."

Why Hui's voice is calm, and the reply seems to be equivalent to a nonsense.

The photos have all come out, what else could they be if they were not photographed.

What matters is who took the pictures.

"Who took it?"

Jiang Chen immediately asked.

Once this photo is exposed, it will definitely cause a storm in the city. With He Yihui's extraordinary status, the whole country may know about it.

Jiang Chen never expected that he could remain anonymous all the time, but he also didn't want to be exposed to the public eye in this way.

"A reporter who gathers style."

A reporter?
Isn't it the game set up by the other party?

After calming down a little, relying on his not so deep understanding of the gambling king's daughter, Jiang Chen realized that he might have speculated on others maliciously.

The other party should not be such a scheming person.

Of course, it doesn't mean that this gambler's daughter doesn't have a city mansion. How can a child who grew up in this kind of family environment be innocent, but it's not enough to use such low-level methods.

"The photo wasn't sent out, was it?"

"No, I was stopped, and the reporter has been found. I just want to tell you."

tell me?
Now that it's resolved, what else is there to tell?
But knowing that it was not exposed, Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, "Miss He, please handle this matter well, I don't want to be involved in public opinion. I think Miss He probably doesn't want to be misunderstood either."

Misunderstand?

Is it a misunderstanding?

Why Hui didn't speak.

The atmosphere quieted down.

"……Any thing else?"

Jiang Chen asked tentatively.

"No."

"Ah."

Ok.

There was just such an "hmm".

then.

"beep……"

over there.

He Yihui looked at the hung up phone in astonishment, and sneered.