Quick time travel female supporting role: the sickly villain is suave and seductive

Chapter 94 Mr. Jiang is in Zhenxiang again today 25

The screams mixed with the screams tortured Lan Shuang's ears, and she felt like her eardrums were about to be blown out.

She grabbed Jiang Han's hand irritably. Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, and then felt Lan Shuang's slightly cold hand in hers, and fired a shot at it.

"Bang--"

There was another gunshot, and everyone was stunned for a moment. Lan Shuang took this opportunity and said coldly: "Shut up, don't make any noise."

Everyone looked at her in shock, but they didn't dare to say anything anymore, and they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that a bullet would hit them in the next moment.

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, let go of his hand and gave the gun to Lan Shuang. He crossed his hands on his thighs and said, "You are looking for someone to take my life. For the sake of my surname, I will spare you this time."

I wounded both of your legs, and if it happens again, these two bullets will penetrate your heart and head."

After speaking, he slowly glanced at the faces of everyone present, and stood up calmly. The sense of oppression spread instantly, and everyone held their breath slightly.

Mr. Jiang was still leaning on the sofa and gasping for breath. He ignored Uncle Jiang's screams and only said: "You deserve it. You will not live for your own fault."

Jiang Han said: "From now on, I will still be the only person in charge of the Jiang family. I give you the opportunity to serve in the company, not because of your outstanding abilities, but because your surname is Jiang. Don't forget, back then, the Jiang family

I almost failed at your hands, but it was me who took over the mess and expanded the territory bit by bit, which made the Jiang family what it is today."

He didn't mention this past event. This group of people who were intoxicated all day long almost forgot about it. At this time, the fig leaf was lifted, and the expressions on everyone's faces were as ugly as if they had taken rat poison.

"I have worked hard for ten years to get where I am today. Therefore, I cannot give up my power. If you want to grab it, okay, if you are not afraid of death, just come. If you are afraid of death, just give it to me honestly.

Money shut up."

"It doesn't matter if you forget what I was like back then. I can have someone print it out and stick it on your bedside, and let you read it twice a day until you find your position. Do you understand?"

His sharp gaze came with a strong sense of oppression. Everyone did not dare to look at him and looked away. Jiang Han sneered, turned around and took Lan Shuang's hand: "Let's go home."

When passing by Mr. Jiang, Jiang Han became slightly more respectful and said to him, "I'm leaving first. Please take care of yourself."

Mr. Jiang's eyes fell on Lan Shuang for a moment, and Lan Shuang smiled at him. The old man hesitated for a moment and then nodded in relief: "Go ahead."

Jiang Han took Lan Shuang and walked away without even looking at Uncle Jiang who was twisting like a maggot on the ground.

After leaving the brightly lit hall, Lan Shuang's eyes suddenly darkened. She was a little uncomfortable. After looking for a long time, she still felt that it was pitch black. When she was going down the steps, she accidentally bumped her foot on the edge of the steps. She lost her balance and fell straight.

He threw himself downwards.

Qi Yuan, who was walking behind, reached out when he saw this, and when he saw that he was about to touch Lan Shuang's arm, Wen Yan pulled him back. Qi Yuan looked at him in confusion: "You——"

Wen Yan put his finger up to his lips: "Shh."

Qi Yuan: "???"

He looked at Wen Yan blankly, and then Wen Yan pointed forward. When Lan Shuang was about to fall, Jiang Han suddenly stretched out his arms and pulled the person into his arms.

Lan Shuang bumped into his arms, her nose was a little sore, Jiang Han asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Lan Shuang rubbed her nose and said angrily: "The heel of my shoe just knocked and I couldn't stand firm."

As she said that, she was about to leave Jiang Han's arms, "It's okay, I can see it this time."

Jiang Han stared at her for a moment, then let go of her waist, but when he took it back, he held her wrist. Lan Shuang looked at him doubtfully: "Master Jiang?"

"The play is not over yet, I will lead you away."

He said it with a straight face and an upright attitude, as if that was really the case.

Lan Shuang could feel the heat in his palm.

She smiled and nodded: "You have to do the whole thing when you are acting, so let's go."

Jiang Han, covered by darkness, curled his lips almost unnoticeably.

After getting in the car, Lan Shuang yawned, and Jiang Han turned to look at her: "Are you sleepy?"

Lan Shuang nodded: "Well, I didn't feel it when I was inside, but now that I'm relaxed, I feel sleepy."

"Don't you feel scared?" Jiang Han asked suddenly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lan Shuang turned her head to look at him. From time to time, the light from street lamps came in and fell on the side of Jiang Han's face. The cut between light and dark made his outline three-dimensional and deep.

The deep depressions between the eyebrows seem to carry an indescribable affection.

Lan Shuang was fascinated for a moment and said nothing.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

When Lan Shuang saw him approaching, she immediately came back to her senses and cleared her throat: "What are you afraid of? It's not like I've never seen you killing people in all directions. What's there to be afraid of?"

"That's not what I meant," Jiang Han sat up straight, his eyes fell on the front baffle, and said in an inexplicable tone: "I am so cruel to my own relatives and my biological parents, aren't you afraid?"

Lan Shuang crossed her legs, leaned back on the car seat, found a comfortable position for herself, sighed and said: "Love and hate don't come out of thin air. No one is born hating his parents. There must be something in this."

There are reasons I don’t know, so I’m not qualified to comment until I know the whole truth.”

Jiang Han didn't expect her to say that. There was no comfort, no inquiry, no false empathy, just a calm and almost indifferent narration of his point of view.

But somehow, he still felt quite comfortable.

He looked at it and suddenly laughed, "Well, I shouldn't ask you that, it's also difficult for you."

Lan Shuang turned her head and looked at him: "Whenever you are willing to tell me the whole truth, I will tell you what I think."

She thought for a while and said, "But I have a special problem now."

"Huh?" Jiang Han said in a brisk tone.

"Did Jin Bin participate in the last assassination on the cruise ship?" Lan Shuang's eyes flickered in the flickering projection of the street lamp.

Jiang Han didn't move, "Why do you ask?"

"The cruise ship is his, and he doesn't know that there are so many killers involved. I find it a bit funny."

Lan Shuang made no secret of her malice towards Jin Bin: "This man is very cunning. Did he look for you after your accident?"

Jiang Han pondered for a moment and said nothing.

Lan Shuang promptly reminded: "I think it's best to check him out. I always feel that he is unreliable."

"I will make people pay attention." Jiang Han: "You hate him?"

"Of course," Lan Shuang asked with a smile: "Isn't it strange that I don't hate him? He tricked my ex-boyfriend into gambling, and tried every means to trick me into it. As a result, I couldn't return home, and my studies and relationship were ruined.

, shouldn’t I hate him? It’s best if he has something to do with your assassination, I hope he never gets over it.”

Happy holidays

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