Chapter 129 Who will avenge my son?

Some dissatisfied people around said a few words, but were immediately retorted by the fat boss.

"What the hell are you talking about? This is our Kyoto's great benefactor, Grandmaster Gu Qingpei! If it weren't for this little Gu, my little girl would have been eaten when the aliens suddenly appeared. Don't you think it's wrong for him to cut in line?"

The boss is about 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. He is quite imposing, and when he said these words, he had a ferocious buff, which scared everyone into paralysis in an instant.

Everyone complimented Gu Qing Pei, saying that cutting in line was justified.

Just when Jiang Shu thought that the old-fashioned teacher Gu would wave his hand to reject his kindness, and then resolutely followed the others in line.

He said modestly, "Thank you."

After saying that, he pulled her into the house.

Jiang Shu was a little shocked. This was not like Teacher Gu's character.

Perhaps her gaze was too obvious, Gu Qing Pei sat down and said unhappily: "It's not a matter of course to cut in line, but I don't want some hungry guy to suddenly have a stomachache."

"Thank you, Teacher Gu."

Jiang Shu smiled. Teacher Gu was so nice to break his principles for Jiang Shu.

She looked at the furnishings in the store. Although old, it was quite clean. The aroma of roast duck was everywhere, making her drool.

"Dingling bell~"

Just then, the cell phone rang.

Jiang Shu thought it was the pretty thug calling to urge her to eat on time, so she picked up the phone without even looking.

"I'm ready to eat. I won't forget. When are you coming here?"

Jiang Nanxuan, who was lying on the hospital bed, hadn't heard Jiang Shu talk to him in such a familiar tone for many years. He responded reflexively, "Two days later."

"???"

Jiang Shu looked up at his phone. It was an unfamiliar number, not from Li Chen.

The voice was a little hoarse and she didn't hear it.

"who are you?"

"."

Did I recognize the wrong person?
Jiang Nanxuan felt inexplicably disappointed, but he didn't want to admit it. He said coldly, "I am your third brother."

He subconsciously said what his sister had become accustomed to when she called him when he was a child, and he even felt a little flustered.

"Third brother?"

Jiang Shu suddenly asked, "Jiang Nanxuan, are your hemorrhoids healed?"

Jiang Nanxuan, who was curling his lips when he heard the previous address, said: "."

His smile disappeared instantly, and he angrily asked, "Jiang Shu, where is the antidote?"

"What antidote? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't play dumb. I became like this after fighting with you that day. Even surgery can't cure it. The hospital has started using me as a test subject!!!"

"Oh~ Are hemorrhoids so terrible? Then you must take good care of yourself!"

"Jiang Shu!!!"

Jiang Nanxuan gritted his teeth and said, "I'll say it one last time, where is the antidote?"

"There is no antidote. I want to eat. Third brother, remember to avoid seeing a doctor and follow the doctor's advice~"

There is no antidote, it will heal naturally when the time comes.

Jiang Shu hung up the phone in a brisk tone. He couldn't stop laughing when he thought about the guy on the other end being tortured by the doctors in the hospital.

"Let's eat."

Gu Qing Pei reluctantly wrapped a roll for her and handed it to her. Inside it were a few slices of roast duck and a slice of cucumber, and a layer of sauce.

Knowing that she doesn’t like onions, I considerately didn’t put them in.

It was a very novel way of eating. Jiang Shu had never eaten it before. She took it and took a big bite. The crispy cucumber slices and the charred and tender taste of the roast duck were blended together, all combined in the pancake. It was rich and layered, and it was simply the ultimate enjoyment for the taste buds.

"Can you bring some for them, too?" "Whatever you want."

"You're not going to ask me about my brother?"

"This is your private matter."

"Thank you, Teacher Gu."

Jiang Shu raised his eyes, and they smiled in tacit understanding and never mentioned anything about the Jiang family again.

S City Spiritual Association.

Yang Zhi escaped back.

He came to the president's office in a daze.

"President, your son is dead."

Zheng Dalong was playing mahjong with three good friends. Upon hearing this, the mahjong in his hand fell on the table. He was just saying that he was lucky and was about to win, but why did he suddenly hear hallucinations?

"What crazy things are you talking about? Isn't my son at home safe and sound?"

"President, it's my fault. I didn't protect him well. We met a strange taxi driver on the road. He suddenly attacked me and I was knocked unconscious by him. When I woke up, I found that Master Zheng had been boiled."

"!!What did you say?"

The other three pretty boys were also startled and their faces turned even paler.

"Please explain it more carefully."

Zheng Dalong suddenly calmed down. Now that things had come to this, his son was gone and would never come back. All he had to do was to do his best to avenge his son.

Fortunately, he was smart and left his son's genes in advance, otherwise his Zheng family would have been extinct.

After driving the three mahjong partners out, there were only two of them left in the office.

Yang Zhi told everything that happened along the way in detail, and he also expressed his suspicions, "The Shadow Vice President and Miss Jiang know each other, and it seems that they have a good relationship. I think she is most likely the Shadow President's apprentice, and Young Master Zheng is their warning to us."

He fainted in the car and didn't know what happened afterwards, so it's normal to have such speculation.

Zheng Dalong took out his phone with a gloomy expression, glanced at the assassination order issued by his son, and suddenly trembled, "President Shadow accepted the order. He accepted my son's order to kill Jiang Shu!"

Yang Zhi was shocked. "With their connections, how can they accept this order?"

Zheng Dalong frowned and thought: "Whether it will succeed or not, there are still six days until the deadline. If they fail, not only will their reputation be affected, but they will also lose one-fifth of the bounty as compensation."

Yang Zhi covered his chest and coughed lightly, "Their president has always been treacherous, I'm afraid it's hard to figure out."

He suffered severe internal injuries.

He was originally in a daze and having a nightmare, but when he realized something was wrong he couldn't wake up. He could only forcefully reverse his spiritual energy and practice in reverse, waking up amidst severe pain in his meridians.

The next scene saw the driver about to throw himself into the pot, which scared him so much that he sprayed blood on the other person's face, then ran away.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There was a sudden and violent knock on the office door.

Yang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then he heard someone outside the door shouting, "Is the vice president back?"

"Vice President Yang, please let us know when you come back. We are waiting for you to handle the affairs!"

"President, stop playing mahjong and open the door!"

In fact, they heard the front desk say that Yang Zhi had returned, so they rushed over immediately.

Yang Zhi was in charge of most of the big and small matters in the association. Once he left, a lot of things had piled up. As for the president, he spent most of his time playing cards and dating, and only a small part of his time doing his work perfunctorily.

Therefore, everyone in the club was very dissatisfied with him.

"Okay, open the door."

Even when he saw Yang Zhi was injured, Zheng Dalong showed no concern.

As soon as the group of people came in, he immediately let out a terrifying howl, "Wuwuwu! My son died so tragically! Who will help him avenge him! Wuwuwuwu!"

(End of this chapter)