Wealthy Chapter 537

This guy didn’t.

He was determined to kill Jiang Yunqing, so he laid a trap with a trap.

When the snipers failed to kill him the first time, another group of rifle-wielding men rushed out.

If they didn’t kill him the first time, they would simply blow up the house.

When the house was blown up, they didn’t kill his second uncle, so they arranged for a month of soldiers.

I always felt that if Yue Zhengjun hadn’t killed Jiang Yunqing, he had arrangements afterwards. And my life was not picked up by that rifle, it was picked up by Old Mo’s timely appearance.

It’s no wonder that even Han Kun, with his methods, was scornful of Jiang Ming, who was a complete and utter lunatic.

I began to understand a bit why Han Kun asked me not to seek revenge on Jiang Ming.

It was never a good idea to tangle with such a madman.

Xia Gehuai said, “What exactly did you come to see me about?”

“How long have you been suspended?”

“Tentatively, a month.”

“A month is enough time for you to take a trip to the field for me.”

“Where to?”

I glanced outside and motioned for Shaggy White to put his ear to the ground.

Shaggy Wai rubbed his ear, “It’s kind of gross for a big man to play that, isn’t it?”

“What the f*ck are you thinking, this has to be kept a secret, you’re the only one who would be best to go right now.” I surreptitiously whispered something in Xia Gehuai’s ear.

Xia Gehuai’s face was full of doubt, “I just have one question, why am I allowed to go? The intricacies of the Jianghu are not suitable for an innocent boy like me.”

“Don’t give me nausea. You’re the only one who will attract the least attention by going. I’ll need the Snow Leopard next, I’m short of men. Just go and find out for me, and don’t touch anyone. Besides, you have Baldy to protect you, what are you afraid of?”

Knowing that I wouldn’t screw him over, Xia Gehuai nodded seriously and asked when I was going to leave.

“You’ll go this afternoon if you’re free, this matter is very important, the sooner you can be sure, the better.”

“OK, I’ll leave this afternoon then. You have to be careful without your buddy to cover you, this grandson Jiang Ming is definitely not stopping now that he’s out. But I really can’t figure out, even if he wants to kill you, why does he want to get his second uncle killed too?”

I couldn’t figure this one out either, in fact even Yue Zhengjun couldn’t figure it out.

Yue Zhengjun was naked and the paramedics were changing his medicine, the bandages were already red with blood.

His eyes were closed, complete with needles weaving through his flesh, his brow furrowed, his whole face dark and ugly.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, Yue Zhengjun violently swept all the bottles and jars on the coffee table onto the floor, and the doctor and nurse screamed in terror.

“Sir, you can’t move around any more, if the wound splits again it could be a problem.” The nurse bravely went to speak to Yue Zhengjun.

Yue Zhengjun gasped vaguely, like an angry lion.

“You go and find Jiang Ming, I want to see Jiang Ming!”

“Master Jiang, why don’t you go and see, that master is there in a rage.”

Jiang Ming was lying in his recliner, squinting, his eyelids moving slightly, but not making a sound, and the household servant didn’t know whether he was awake or not.

“Master Jiang?”

Jiang Ming grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it hard towards his head.

He let out an ouch but didn’t dare to dodge and let the teacup smash him squarely, the hot tea instantly scalded his face red, but he didn’t even dare to grunt because he knew that Jiang Ming didn’t like it.

As luck would have it, Jiang Ming opened his eyes and sat up.

After taking a towel and wiping his hands, he threw it to the house servant.

“Wipe your face, like a bereaved dog.”

“Thank you, Master Jiang.”

“How is the Moon Jung Army doing?”

“I’ve asked Dr. Lu to save his arm, but his temper is so strong that he almost killed someone yesterday, and he’s been screaming to see you every day.”

Jiang Ming said, “The courage of a man, with short-sightedness.”

“Master Jiang, why don’t you go and have a look. Now he’s making a lot of noise, I’m really afraid he’ll launch into a frenzy and will, will ……”

“Would kill us? Oh, he’s not capable of that.”

The family servant did not say it on his lips, but in his heart he said, how can he not be afraid, this man is like an evil spirit, now there is no Jiang Yunqing to save their lives, if Yue Zhengjun really went crazy, it would not be strange to kill this whole building.

“He keeps saying he was tricked by you, I can’t even listen to it anymore. Master Jiang, you’re definitely not afraid of him, but I can see that he has a lot of pent up resentment against you, and if we let him run out with a bang, then ……”

The first time he thought about it, he found this plague god in order to kill Jiang Yunqing, and now, well, it’s easy to invite a god and hard to send him away.

The reason why I would find it difficult is because I can’t kill him, this man is only slightly inferior to Jiang Ming’s oddball second uncle, and is also one of the top experts in the Jianghu.

It’s like a plastic bag, it’s quite convenient when you use it, but when you’re done with it you can’t throw it away and it sticks to your hand, which is troublesome.

“Go and meet. This old thing, his own identity is exposed and he turns around and blames me, so many people are fine, only he was seen by Zhang Chao, then he can kill Zhang Chao, people can’t be killed and he has to turn around and blame me.”

Jiang Ming muttered, as if he was talking about a very insignificant matter.

Maybe in Jiang Ming’s mind, it was just a dead person, what was the big deal.

How could the suffering of life and death compare with the pain he endured. His long life, soaked in boredom, and the daily ebb and flow of his life, was like a punishment for his arrogance.

Boredom, a dreadful boredom.

A master of the jianghu is just a bored fool who can’t use his brain.

This jianghu has been boring for too long, since seventeen years ago, after the death of that interesting woman, his life has been plunged into this punishing greyness.

There were times when Jiang Ming could only feel alive when he touched the terrible scar on his alone.

That was the only person who had come close to killing him.

“Come on, let’s go see what’s wrong with him.”

Jiang Ming stretched out, calmly unlike the house servant who looked a little scared.

“Master Jiang, be careful, he’s very unstable now; he looks like he’s gone mad to me.”

Jiang Ming laughed, “What’s there to be afraid of, the big deal for him is to kill me. But he doesn’t dare to kill me. You all look at him like a vicious tiger, but in fact he’s just a dog on a chain. I’m holding that chain, he wouldn’t dare do anything.”

The house servant froze for a moment, not understanding what Jiang Hu meant by this, and by the time he came back to his senses, he had already fallen behind Jiang Ming.

He quickly caught up with him and asked in a whisper, “Master Jiang, what chain?”

Jiang Ming kept his broken arm’s sleeve fluttering as he said carelessly, “The reputation of his Yue family. He wouldn’t dare kill me, and it’s not because Zhang Chao wants to let him live that he’s not wanted publicly outside right now. It’s because Han Kun must have mentioned to Zhang Chao that if Zhang Chao was wanted publicly, it would cause the entire Jianghu to split into two factions, the Yue family and the Jiang family, which would cause a bloody storm. The man, Han Kun, is small in guts, but incredibly smart. Don’t you think it’s strange? If Ji Yanran is so smart, it’s fun, but Han Kun is boring. If I die, no one will ever cover for him again, and his Yue Zhengjun’s reputation will rot through the entire jianghu. That would be worse than killing him.”

The household servant’s eyes reflected as he listened, and he gave a thumbs up to pat his horse, “High, master, you are really high.”

Whether it was high or not he wasn’t sure, but the horse’s ass went up first anyway, but he felt that Jiang Ming had still overestimated his own abilities.

Yue Zhengjun was a tiger, and whoever dared to say that he had caught my tiger’s chain was not wanting his life.

Jiang Ming came out of the atrium of the villa, crossed the garden and went to the room on the other side.

The servant pushed open the door of the room for him and the pungent smell of disinfectant water came from inside.