Maybe my fear of Jiang Zhihao is just because I haven't seen such a bloody scene in many years, that's all.
In a real fight, it’s not certain who will win!
Kong Dehao used a way to encourage himself to cover up his inner uneasiness.
At this time, Jiang Zhihao had already pushed Wang Yingjun into the ward.
The doctor carefully explained the general situation and precautions beside him.
I have just undergone surgery and am not out of danger yet. I need to observe for a while.
The results can only be determined after examination after she fully regains consciousness.
Seeing Wang Yingjun lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed and her face bloodless, Jiang Zhihao felt extremely angry.
He has always felt guilty towards Wang Yingjun, and now that his affair with Kong Lijie has implicated her, his guilt is even deeper.
In this way, after staying with me in the ward for a full two hours, a man walked in and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Kong said that the matter has been settled, and I want you to see the results."
Jiang Zhihao stood up, tucked Wang Yingjun into bed, and then followed the man out.
The man led him into the car and said, "The place of business is in an abandoned factory in the suburbs. It may take some time to get there. Don't mind."
Jiang Zhihao still didn't speak. All he wanted was the result, the process was not important.
Thirty minutes later, the vehicle drove out of the city, and another ten minutes passed before arriving at a remote abandoned factory.
This place has probably been abandoned for more than ten or eight years, with rust everywhere and weeds growing taller than people.
"Mr. Jiang, please come with me." The man led the way with a very polite attitude.
Jiang Zhihao never thought that Kong Dehao would dare to risk complete destruction to deal with him. He followed the man all the way. After entering the factory, the door behind him suddenly closed with a bang.
His heart tightened, and he turned around to look, only to see a dozen people surrounding him from behind with ferocious expressions on their faces.
These people all held bright watermelon knives in their hands. It was obvious at first glance that they were very sharp. It would not be any more difficult to cut a person than to cut a watermelon.
Rapid footsteps came from all directions. Looking around, at least twenty or thirty people were surrounding him.
Kong Lijie was also among them. He held a double-barreled shotgun in his hand and said with a sinister smile: "Mr. Jiang, you didn't expect it, did you? You want to kill me? You don't even know whose territory you are standing on. Do you think our Kong family
Are you eating dry food?"
Seeing Kong Lijie, Jiang Zhihao suddenly understood. He didn't panic, let alone fear. He just looked at Kong Lijie coldly and said, "Is this Kong Dehao's choice?"
"Yes, this is my dad's choice. What? You look like you're not satisfied? It doesn't matter. No one cares if you're not satisfied. Anyway, after today, no one in this world will know that you are dead.
You are alive. If you see there is no stove over there, we will throw you in for cremation later. Then the ashes will be scattered on this land to make the flowers and plants more lush. If you are lucky, there may be wild dogs to keep you company.
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A group of people laughed out loud. No one cared about Jiang Zhihao's feelings, let alone what he was thinking now.