Hearing this, the girl looked at the traffic policeman and then at the pile of cars behind her. She had no choice but to trust him once and took her three sisters back to the car.
The traffic policeman warned the man worriedly, and the man nodded with a smile to express his relief, and then he and the translator got back into the Lincoln car.
As soon as the green light turns on, all cars start and traffic resumes on the road.
Everyone had no choice but to drive away without feeling satisfied, and the Lincoln also disappeared into the traffic.
Li Chunlan in Jiang Siming's car suddenly said: "Boss, do you need to catch up?"
Jiang Siming asked in a funny and surprising tone: "How did you know I wanted to catch up?"
Li Chunlan said with a smile: "I know the boss is a good person and will not sit back and do nothing."
Jiang Siming was really surprised. What surprised him was not what happened to the Lincoln car.
But Li Chunlan's intelligence level seems to be much higher.
Although the intelligence level is definitely not as good as Xiaoxian, it is much more humane than other robots.
"Then follow me. As a guest of Tianzhu, I should also take care of those who commit crimes."
Jiang Siming had already seen through the true nature of the man just now and already knew what he was thinking.
LSP one.
Although he is also an LSP himself, he is a conscientious SP, and he is not old, thank you.
And this person is the kind of person who is bad to the core, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
Jiang Siming had already used his mind-reading skills to see what he was going to do to the four girls today, which was outrageous.
What’s interesting is that this man has a very good background. His grandfather is a member of the Kyoto Standing Committee.
The most coincidental thing is that his grandfather was the person who negotiated with him on behalf of Buddhism at that time.
"It's good to have a background. I just like to compete with these second-generation people who have a background, and at the same time destroy their background and see how their family falls into decline."
Jiang Siming murmured and showed a friendly smile.
It is exciting to think about how these upper-class people, who do all kinds of evil, become bankrupt, have their families destroyed, and live in misery for the rest of their lives.
This is much more powerful than dealing with those gangsters.
When dealing with local gangsters and the like, just maim or kill them and that's it.
But to deal with the second generation who have had everything they want since they were young, killing them is not as satisfying as losing everything.
Jiang Siming has also 'cooked' a lot of second-generation people in recent years, but most of them are from foreign second-generation backgrounds.
Like the salary of South Korea's Samsung Company, LG family, etc.
Jiang Siming, China's top second generation, has really never crossed paths.
After all, Jiang Siming's identity has been famous in China for a long time, and many parents of second-generation families have already strictly ordered their children not to provoke Jiang Siming.
Therefore, Jiang Siming did not encounter a few top second-generation people in China who were against him.
But it's useless not to fight against him. Today he encountered him, and the other party was still committing crimes, so he couldn't just sit back and watch.
This is the basic quality of being a guest of Tianzhu.
Li Chunlan did as she was told, immediately changed her schedule and followed the extended Lincoln.
The car drove all the way out of the city and headed towards the Yuquan Mountain Manor area.
That place is where the top families in Kyoto gather.
And it's the kind that even those powerful families and business families are not qualified to enter.
If you are simply rich, you are not worthy of entering here.
Even if Wang, the richest man, wants to buy a house, it is a luxury.
There were very few vehicles heading towards Yuquan Mountain. After a while, the only ones left were the Lincoln Continental and Jiang Siming's Maybach.
So the other party discovered it quickly.
The Lincoln car stopped, and several capable bodyguards got down from it and quickly stood in front of the highway, blocking the path of Jiang Siming's car.
Both cars stopped.
One of the bodyguards came over, knocked on the window and said, "Why are you following us?"
Li Chunlan replied: "We just happened to be on the way."
The bodyguard smiled disdainfully, pointed to the license plate and said: "Shanghai A's car came to Kyoto? And came to Yuquan Villa? Do you think I will believe this?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Either turn around and leave now or I will smash your car and destroy your master. Don't think that a broken Maybach can wander around Kyoto. This is not a place for rich people to play." The bodyguard said.
threatened.
Just after he finished speaking, the door of the Maybach opened. Jiang Siming got out of the car, looked at him with a smile and said, "I would like to see who can play here."
As he spoke, Jiang Siming patted his car, made a gesture of invitation and said, "Come here, smash my car to cheer up your master."
When the bodyguard saw Jiang Siming, the disdain in his eyes was immediately replaced by shock.
He stammered a few times and immediately turned around and ran to the Lincoln to report the news to the people in the car.
As soon as this person reported a few words, another person quickly got out of the car, it was the young man wearing gold glasses just now.
The man with glasses walked quickly towards Jiang Siming, with a spring-like smile on his face.
"It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. The kid met the real King of Hell, the boy Wen Zheng. I have admired Mr. Jiang for a long time. It's such an honor to see me today."
Having said this, he immediately changed his expression and said to the bodyguard just now: "Sun Ming, come here."
"Yes, Mr. Wen." The bodyguard came over immediately.
Snapped!
Wen Zheng raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face.
"Do you know what you just said to Mr. Jiang? You are qualified to threaten Mr. Jiang, and you don't want to urinate and show yourself!"
After saying that, there was another slap.
This bodyguard only dared to lower his head and didn't even dare to hide.
Wen Zheng smiled and asked Jiang Siming again: "Mr. Jiang, how about I just cripple one of his legs to vent your anger?"
After saying that, the other bodyguards seemed ready to take action.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal. I'm not interested in asking for someone's leg with just a few words." Jiang Siming chuckled.
"Mr. Jiang is still a generous person, and I admire him."
As he spoke, Wen Zheng snorted coldly at Sun Ming and said, "Although Mr. Jiang doesn't care, as a fan of Mr. Jiang, I still have to say this for Mr. Jiang and kneel down for me on the roadside before I go to work tomorrow.
Only then can you get up."
"Yes, Young Master Wen." Sun Ming immediately complied and knelt down on the roadside, not daring to move.
With this set of operations, Wen Zheng gave Jiang Siming so much face that if it were anyone else, he probably wouldn't be able to get angry anymore.
If Wen Zheng was just a playboy who occasionally made small mistakes, Jiang Siming really didn't want to pursue him.
It's a pity that Jiang Siming clearly knows all his details and this boy's true appearance.
On the surface and in reality, he is completely a humble young man and a beast in clothes, no, even worse than a beast.
Let's put it this way, any secret thing that Wen Zheng and his family did, if it is exposed casually, it is enough to be jailed for ten or eight years.
And the bad things they have done cumulatively, I'm afraid the whole family's life is not enough.