"I didn't expect that this business is so simple. Why is a powerful person who turns out to be an ordinary waste? I don't know what the young master thinks."

The black shadow behind He Jiarong said to himself.

"Brother...Brother, who sent you here? How much money was given? I...I'll pay double it, please don't kill me."

He Jiarong was completely timid. The feeling of this fucking dagger in his neck was really scary!

Too scary!

hiss!

A stinging pain!

He Jiarong felt the dagger scratching, and then a warm liquid began to flow out of his neck.

"Brother...Brother, brother, please spare me! I'll give you three times! Please don't kill me!"

Plop!

He Jiarong knelt down directly.

Too scary!

The chill and murderous aura on the guy behind him is so scary!

"three times?"

The cold sound was like the Nine Nether Demon King.

"Yes, yes! triple!"

He Jiarong now wants to fall into the river and drown the person who is about to drown, and he finds a life-saving straw.

However, he kept burying his head and didn't dare to lift it up at all.

It is said that when you see the face of a killer, you will be silenced.

“It’s a good deal!”

The killer, wearing a night outfit, sat on the sofa carelessly and signaled to He Jiarong to watch the TV screen: "Watch the live broadcast."

He Jiarong was stunned for a moment before slowly looking up at the live broadcast screen.

I saw that Brother Wolf and others in the suite had been beaten to the point of being beaten and were all pressed to the ground.

Chen Ping slowly picked up his phone, then grinned at the camera, and said, "He Jiarong, have I warned you why you didn't listen? Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

"Grass!"

He Jiarong is very scared now, but he is extremely angry inside!

It's really him!

Where did this waste get such great ability? He can have so many people protect him and even invite a killer!

He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, who is Chen Ping?

I just want Brother Wolf to teach you a lesson. You have found so many people and hired a killer!

I won't play anymore!

He Jiarong is out of reach for regret now, but things have happened, so he can't argue anything anymore.

However, he doesn't believe in evil. How capable can a waste be?

I am the young master of the He family group!

"Chen Ping, even if you have some skills and can invite so many people, do you dare to kill me?"

"My dad is He Shen! He Shen in the Yangtze River! Chairman of the He Group!"

"My second uncle is He Kunlong! The third dragon in Shangjiang! Even a person like Zheng Tai has to consider it!"

"Do you think I will be afraid of you if you make such a big fight today?! Dreaming!"

He Jiarong was crazy, completely blinded by anger and hatred!

He doesn't believe it, but Chen Ping, a waste, dares to kill him!

He must have pretended to be Chen Shao’s name and cheated!
Chapter completed!