Chapter 661: farewell

Chapter 661
While Ye Tianlong was waiting for Lin Chenxue to drink porridge, the Jinjia Garden in the Kunjiang River was frighteningly disturbing.
The torn apart mahogany chair, the broken delicate porcelain vase, the overturned sofa, and the thick curtains that were torn down are all in a mess.
The whole hall was just as looted by robbers.
Seven or eight servants stood far away and dared not speak. Beside them, there were five or six bodyguards who heard the movement coming, all in silence.
The eyes of these servants and guards were the same, full of panic and anxiety like frightened little rabbits.
"Ye Tianlong, I will your 18th generation ancestor!"
Jin Zhenyue with red eyes went crazy, and the consequences were serious: "I want to kill you, kill you!"
Jin Zhenyue not only knew that Ye Tianlong had escaped Sangchai's attack, but also received news that he had fled back to Mingjiang overnight, making it more difficult to lose his son.
He got used to it, and he always believed that the world was under his control, and he would never survive the fifth watch if he wanted to die for the third watch.
However, he did not expect that in just two days, he fell from the sky to the ground, not only decimating his son, but also facing police suppression and investigation by the task force.
Ye Tianlong, who wanted to kill, also escaped Sangchai's suicide attack. He was sent to deal with the gunmen other than the wealthy, and was wiped out.
The Jin family was also involved in the whirlpool of the gunman.
Jin Zhenyue's madness today is far more than any one in the past, because he even kicked his favorite woman.
Everyone looked at Jin Zhenyue who was crazy.
The guards of the Jin family were a little surprised. Although Jin Zhenyue's mood was not very good for the past two days, there was no sign of irritability, and it was more gloomy.
But after receiving a call tonight, he suddenly jumped into a thunder, as if he had been stabbed with a fire stick.
"boom!"
With a crisp sound of the glass, the goldfish bowl broke, water splashed, and the goldfish that fell on the ground struggled.
However, Jin Zhenyue, who was splashed with water, suddenly woke up. He pulled the collar and exhaled a long breath to pull up a chair.
Then he sat down.
Wang Jinxin came over from outside, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and placed it in front of Jin Zhenyue: "Mr. Jin, drink a glass of water."
Jin Zhenyue took it and drank it in one gulp: "Damn! Ye Tianlong, bastard, I want to kill him, kill him!"
"Mr. Jin, you can't be too rushed, it's best to take a moment to slow down.
Wang Jinxin stood beside Jin Zhenyue: "Jin Shao's funeral, police investigation, and retaliation from the rich are all urgent."
"I suggest that you don't think about killing Ye Tianlong for the time being. After dealing with the matter at hand, let the situation stabilize. Let us take revenge."
There was a wave of killing on his face: "As long as we have survived this storm, in the future, squeezing Ye Tianlong will be the same as squeezing ants."
"It's like pinching an ant?"
Jin Zhenyue snorted coldly, and dropped the cup: "Ye Tianlong is so good at killing, can he escape Sangchai's attack?"
"I'll give you 30 million, no matter what method you use, or you trade with the monster butcher, in short, I want Ye Tianlong's head."
"The noble spirit will be buried in seven days. At that time, I hope to use Ye Tianlong to sacrifice. If he does not have his head, I will take you to the funeral."
Wang Jinxin's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and then he whispered: "Mr. Jin, now the police are keeping an eye on them, and the wealthy may retaliate, let us..."
"Don't tell me that there are none, I don't care what the situation is, I just want Ye Tianlong to die."
Jin Zhenyue's eyes widened invisibly: "Besides, what are the police and wealthy people staring at me?"
"It was the butcher who bombed the police station. The gunmen who killed the wealthy were all dead. Who can prove me?"
He exhaled a long breath, shook his body and stood up: "Remember, thirty million, seven days, I want to see people when I live, and corpses when I die."
"I'm going to guard the spirit in front of the coffin, Wang Jinxin, you better not let me down."
The corner of Wang Jinxin's mouth moved a bit, and finally lowered his head and said, "Understood."
Jin Zhenyue snorted, "Just know."
After speaking, he walked to the side hall, but after a few steps, his body swayed, dizzy, footsteps vacant, and gasping.
"Mr. King, what's the matter with you?"
Upon seeing this, Wang Jinxin hurriedly stepped forward to support Jin Zhenyue, and asked with a caring look: "Is it unwell? I'll take you to the hospital."
Jin Zhenyue originally didn't want to call a doctor, but he didn't know why. He felt as uncomfortable as acupuncture and his head was very dizzy. He finally nodded:
"The hospital won't go anymore. It's so messy outside now. Going out is too risky."
He coughed slightly: "Go and call the doctor to come over and check on me to see if I have another heart attack."
He feels that he is in physical condition now, and it is likely that he has not slept well in the past two days, causing various old problems to emerge.
Jin Zhenyue didn't want to see the doctor so unlucky, but out of physical considerations, he let Wang Jinxin make arrangements.
Wang Jinxin replied respectfully: "Okay, I will make arrangements right away, Mr. Jin, I will help you to lie down on the bed for a while."
He quickly helped Jin Zhenyue into the bedroom to rest. In order to make Jin Zhenyue sleep peacefully, he also moved all the servants and guards to the front yard...
"Ok……"
I don't know how long I slept, Jin Zhenyue felt a chill on his face, and woke up after hitting a Ji Ling, he touched it, it was liquid.
But this liquid has a breath of potion.
Jin Zhenyue tried to open his eyes and moved his gaze from his hand to the side, when he saw a man in a white coat, holding a syringe while debugging.
The liquid on the tip of the needle lased in the light, then fell and flew...
It turned out to be a doctor!
Jin Zhenyue felt relieved, and at the same time angry that Wang Jinxin was unreliable. How could he let the doctor disturb him sleeping? To see a doctor, wait for him to wake up.
"you--"
Jin Zhenyue was about to swear, but suddenly his eyes widened like a gong. He recognized who this doctor was:
Outside the rich!
He wanted to yell but found that he couldn't make a series of pronunciations. The whole voice was hot and uncomfortable. He wanted to struggle but didn't have enough strength to support...
"Mr. King, hello, nice to meet you."
The rich man smiled and stretched out his hand to pat his chest, and then his voice came out softly: "Old friend, I will send you on the road this time, I will come myself."
He put the syringe close to Jin Zhenyue's heart: "The new drug I developed, called hibernation, slows the beating of the heart, and can make people suspended animation for three days."
"Three days later, if you inject the antidote Chunxiao, people will come alive."
"However, I didn't bring the antidote this time. In fact, you don't need the antidote either."
The rich smiled grimly: "If you die for three days, how can your family not bury you?"
Jin Zhenyue's face changed drastically, and there was still a trace of fear in his eyes. He was about to bury himself alive. He babbled: "You--"
"I am a man, I must report it."
The rich man smiled outside, his eyes a little gloomy: "You trade with the butcher monster and want my life, I naturally can't keep you."
"If you don't join forces with Monster Tu to deal with me, where will I come to see you off tonight? How to say, we are also a little affectionate."
He was gentle and elegant like a doctor: "Today's situation is your own fruit. I really can't blame me."
"Except for the rich, I treat you well..."
Jin Zhenyue struggled to squeeze out: "If it weren't for my guidance, you are a drug seller now. How can you have the current scenery?"
The words are vague and hoarse, but the rich can still hear them clearly.
"Guide?"
The corner of the rich man's mouth evokes a joking: "You look at yourself too highly."
"What's more, more than ten years ago, if it were not for your temptation to plunge me into the sordid world of drugs, I would still be the research and development director of Huayao."
There is a trace of nostalgia on his face: "It's still a policeman who is anti-violent and peaceful... Maybe he doesn't have a net worth of tens of billions, but at least he lives in peace."
"It's a pity, everything can't go back."
"Of course, I didn't hate you because of that. I know that I'm not upset and can't blame you. Otherwise, how can you live to this day?"
The wealthy member said faintly: "Killing you tonight is purely because you and Monster Slaughter joined forces to kill me and my brother. I can't keep you."
Jin Zhenyue said in a low voice: "Wang...Jin Xin..."
He realized a problem. He is now at the mercy of others, and no one finds it, and no one helps. It must be betrayed.
"He will be fine and will give you a beautiful funeral."
The wealthy member pressed his finger on Jin Zhenyue's skin, and then pierced the needle into Jin Zhenyue's heart: "Go all the way."
The needle water, in Jin Zhenyue's vision, flowed into the heart little by little...