Super thriller live broadcast

When life passes by little by little, people will struggle desperately at the last moment and make the most painful pleas in their throats. This is the instinct of living creatures to survive.

"Do you hear me clearly? Mr. Jiang, your godson is in pain right now. Do you want me to save him?" I worded my words very carefully. There was a cunning old fox on the other side of the phone. Our conversation was probably the right one. It was recorded, so my words did not reveal any words related to murder, I just said whether I wanted to save him.

The black hair was deeply tied into his neck, and the blood wet Jiang Long's coat along his skin. His neck began to twist, his eyes rolled up, and the color difference between his face and body was very obvious.

"Young man, don't speak so arrogantly. Leave yourself some room. There will be many escape routes in the future." The voice of the old man of the Jiang family was still steady and slow, as if he had never taken Jiang Long's life seriously.

"The retreat is for those who retreat. I have no choice but to retreat. If I don't move forward, I will be shattered to pieces." I should be the first person in the past 20 years who dares to contradict Mr. Jiang. He is extremely powerful and wealthy. Enemy country, but I walk in the realm of Yin and Yang and don't care about the things he has.

Besides, a person who might not live for three days would care about making too many enemies? So what if his Jiang family covers the sky with one hand?

Jiang Long was on the verge of death, and even the sounds coming out of his mouth had changed. They were gradually becoming less audible, with more air coming in and less air coming out.

No one in the room spoke. This was a battle of patience. Mr. Jiang thought I was just talking. He didn't believe that someone in Jiangcheng dared to make a phone call and live broadcast killing in front of him.

It's a pity that he was disappointed. It seems that this is not the first time I have done such a thing as "killing someone" live.

Jiang Long's voice became weaker. When he could no longer make a sound, Mr. Jiang finally spoke.

"Gao Jian, you are so brave!"

"Compared to you, I'm still far behind." I signaled Ming Gui to let go of Jiang Long temporarily, and I put the phone to my ear: "Old guy, you moved something you shouldn't have moved, I'm just helping you. "

"What do you want?"

"I want to get my things back. It belongs to me. If others use despicable means to steal it and take it as their own, they will have to pay the price."

"You are threatening me!"

"How dare I threaten your Jiang family? What I said is just a fact. Think about it clearly. Your Jiang family has a great cause. What will happen if suddenly there is no leader or no successor?"

Mr. Jiang on the other side of the phone laughed angrily: "Just you? I, Jiang Detao, am in Jiangcheng..."

"Stop talking about the past history. Your godson's condition is not optimistic. I am considering whether to rescue him?" I interrupted Mr. Jiang rudely and took the initiative of the topic firmly in my hands: "I just If you want your things back, don’t bully others too much.”

"Are we bullying others too much?!" Mr. Jiang seemed to have heard some joke, "You have been threatening me from the beginning, with Jiang Long's life, my child's life, and even my life."

"You have to think clearly about the cause and effect relationship. Why did I do this? Who is the shameless thief? Do you still want to deny it? Do you still want to quibble? Is this the true face of Jiangjin Real Estate, the largest consortium in Jiangcheng?"

"Hopeless! Gao Jian, this phone call is a personal line. I am recording the whole process. If anything happens to Jiang Long, I will take normal legal channels and let you spend the rest of your life in prison to repent!"

"Old guy, you'd better complete the judicial process within three days, otherwise I will let you spend the rest of your life in regret and self-blame."

Tit for tat without retreating at all, this was the first conversation I had with the most powerful person in Jiangcheng.

Jiang Long on the ground has only one breath left. The fate ghost has plundered too much yang energy. In addition, his body has long been drained by wine and sex, and he is strong on the outside and fucked on the outside. So now he looks half dead, and the situation is very bad.

The room was quiet, and not long after, Mr. Jiang's voice came from the microphone again. After careful consideration, he said: "Why do we have to lose both sides? Why don't we each take a step back? You spare Jiang Long's life, and we will give you the information tomorrow. You Don’t worry, we will never make it public.”

"Impossible, I have to take that document away today." I said firmly: "I know it is still in Jiang Long's hands. He said before that you would send someone to pick it up tomorrow. It can be seen that you don't care about that document either. We take it very seriously, but it’s not something you can own as a consortium.”

"The most financially powerful business group in Jiangcheng doesn't deserve to own it. How can you, just a young boy, monopolize it? Wake up, I know the value of that document. Why don't we make a deal and let's dig out the secrets together? You can make whatever conditions you want." ."

Mr. Jiang showed his true nature as a businessman, but he didn't know that some things could be traded, and if some things were touched, one would lose one's life.

At this point, I actually understood that Jiang Long himself is a dog of the Jiang family, just a dog with status. Mr. Jiang actually doesn't care about his life or death. The conversations just now were just to deal with me, or in other words Perhaps they were stalling for time, as the armed police officers and soldiers were probably already on their way.

"Old man, I am very disappointed when you say that." Momo sighed: "I reiterate for the last time, I just want to get my things back."

"That thing should belong to the entire Jiangcheng. It is a mistake for you to possess it alone."

"Are you sure you don't want to tell me where the file is hidden?" My voice gradually turned cold.

"The water in Jiangcheng is deeper than you think. That document is very important. If you are willing to cooperate, I will gladly accept it. But if you are stubborn and use some three-legged cat Taoism to cause trouble for me, the Jiang family will show you Let’s talk about what is the foundation.”

Mr. Jiang's attitude was very firm, and the corner of my mouth curled up unconsciously: "I really want to see it, but before that, I have a few pieces of advice to give you."

"First, let me tell you clearly that everyone who has read that document and knows its contents will disappear one by one, including you."

"Second, if you want revenge, I will take whatever revenge you want, and I will take care of it. But if you involve the people around me, or threaten me with their lives, I will do whatever it takes to retaliate."

"As for the third one, do you think I won't be able to find it if you don't tell me?"

After hanging up the phone, I realized that the Jiang family and I had completely broken up with each other. What started as a small fight would escalate to a life-or-death fight.

"Destiny ghost!"

The black hair surged into a young man who was the same height as me. It connected with my mind and could understand what I was thinking without having to say anything.

All the ferocious long hair lay on the mirror and slowly seeped into it. This was originally the skill of the mirror ghost.

I lifted Jiang Long up and placed him in front of the dressing table, and opened his eyelids. After a while, his image in the mirror slowly crawled out and entered his eyes.

This scene looks even scarier than the mirror ghost's chaos, because part of the black hair of the fate ghost is still hanging outside Jiang Long's eye sockets. Even I, the master, feel a little scared when I stare at it.

Half an hour later, when the ghost of fate left Jiang Long's body, the former eldest brother Jiangbei had completely lost his life.

"Have you seen his memory?" I communicated with Ming Gui. Reading the memory seemed to be very expensive for Ming Gui, and his black hair was almost reduced by half.

I don’t know if the fate ghost understood it, but I saw the black hair suddenly gathered together and crawled out of the room like a winding snake.

"Where are you taking me?" Following Minggui, I walked out of the villa to the garage, and used a deer-chopping knife to open the rolling shutter door.

After entering, I knocked around and finally found a tunnel hidden in the corner. When I opened the thick iron plate, the smell of earth floated up, along with the familiar and excited barking of dogs.

Let the ghost guard outside, and I entered alone. The underground was transformed into a prison cell, and the surrounding area was covered with soundproofing materials.

I searched for Bai Qi's cry and walked deep into the cell.

In the dark corner, there is a big dog jumping up and down. Its neck is locked by two chains, the iron collar is cut into the flesh, and there are several needles stuck in the back, lower abdomen, and front paws that have not been pulled out. cylinder.

"Bai Qi!"