Shenhao Sign-in System: Starting From 9 Yuan and 9 Seconds Kill

Jiang Dong walked into the ward, and before he could sit still, Wang Laowu tiptoed in, "Brother Dong, everything has been arranged! What are we going to do next?"

"What are you doing? Doing Jiang Qiyuan's family!" Jiang Dong smiled coldly. Without Shen Xiulian by his side, Jiang Dong had officially returned to his true colors, "Has everyone called?"

"Zhao Gang and Wei You will be here soon!" Wang Laowu frowned slightly, "However, Brother Dong, Zhao Gang said to let his son Zhao Yihong come forward instead of him, and he still has some things to deal with. Does this guy think he can do it? ? Dare to refute brother Dong's face?"

"It's not that Zhao Gang thinks he can do it himself, but that he wants Zhao Yihong to solve this matter. To put it simply, he wants to push his son Zhao Yihong out, kneel and lick me, after all, this kind of thing makes him more than fifty It’s really unreasonable for a young man to do it.” Jiang Dong smiled disdainfully, “Zhao Gang is not a simple person who can get to such a degree in Wucheng.”

"If this is the case, then it makes sense. This guy Zhao Yihong is not a few years older than Brother Dong, so it's normal to lick him no matter what, but if it's Zhao Gang, I feel a little unnatural..." Wang Laowu suddenly realized.

"Anyway, since he has shown favor, we have to continue. We can't let him lose face too much, right? After all, he is still the well-deserved leader of Wucheng's catering industry!"

"Right!"

While Jiang Dong was chatting with Wang Laowu, there was a "ding" sound in the corridor, which was the sound of the elevator arriving at the station.

Then, a burst of messy and hurried footsteps reached Jiang Dong's ears in the ward.

Before Jiang Dong could react, a group of muscular, dark-skinned, sweat-smelling brawny men poured into the door of the ward. At first glance, they looked like strength players who had come out of the construction site.

This group of strong men almost filled half of the ward. Suddenly, the strong men gave way to the two sides. At this time, Jiang Qiyuan, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked into the ward slowly...

Jiang Qiyuan and Jiang Ting are six or seven points similar in appearance, but they are not at all similar to Jiang Dong and Jiang Qitian, whose life and death are unknown. No matter from the outline of the facial features or the eyebrows and eyes, there is no trace of resemblance at all...

He saw that Jiang Qiyuan was standing proudly in the middle of the ward. Behind him, there were more than 20 big men standing, while in front of him, there were only Jiang Dong and Wang Laowu. Self-confidence has reached an unprecedented level.

"You son of a bitch, where's your old lady?" Jiang Qiyuan cursed at Jiang Dong angrily.

"Keep your mouth clean." Jiang Dong randomly pulled over a chair, sat down on it slowly, and cast a contemptuous glance at Jiang Qiyuan out of the corner of his eye.

"Heh? Little miscellaneous. Has he lost his temper? Do you dare to talk to me like that?" Jiang Qiyuan put on an appearance of being convinced of Jiangdong, and pointed at Jiangdong and Wang Laowu, quite a bit Pointing to the taste of Jiangshan, "You two dare to yell at me? Do you not know the difference between big and small kings? Shall I ask my brothers to help you understand the reality?"

"Lying grass!" Wang Laowu couldn't bear it anymore, and roared furiously: "What are you talking about when you step on a horse? How dare you talk to Brother Dong like that? Believe it or not, I killed you?"

"Brother Dong? Are you still riding on Brother Dong? You're a bastard! How dare you call yourself brother?" Jiang Qiyuan was really swollen, and at the same time he didn't take Jiang Dong seriously.

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