The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 340 Might Be My Son
Outside the ward, Jing Changan leaned against the wall and waited for Wang Chen. He looked at the western old man standing at the door, with deep doubts and caution in his eyes.

This old man, I seem to have seen it before, if he is really the one I have seen, then it means that the person inside has an amazing background.

Even the kid who was beaten by those dandies yesterday was very scary.

It can't be said that a storm is about to be blown up soon.

When Wang Chen walked out of the ward, many people looked at him with strange eyes, as if they wanted to ask something.

But Wang Chen didn't pay attention to them, but looked at them meaningfully, as if he wanted to remember their faces.

After a while, Wang Chen nodded to Jing Changan, and walked towards the elevator.

Sitting in the elevator, Jing Changan looked at Wang Chen and asked, "Is it related to you?"

Jing Chang'an found that after Wang Chen came out of the ward, he seemed to be seriously ill, and his body looked very weak.

Most importantly, Wang Chen looked at the people standing outside the ward with very strange eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

So he couldn't help but think of Wang Chen's weirdness today, and then he couldn't help asking.

"Well, it does matter."

Wang Chen nodded lightly, this is not related, if it is really as he guessed, the relationship will be deep, and he even said that this matter is his own business.

His mood at the moment was a little joyful, a little apprehensive, a little helpless, a little confused, and a bit hostile.

Seeing Wang Chen nodding, Jing Changan was silent for a moment and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Please help me investigate, who made the shot yesterday, their family members, etc."

After getting out of the elevator, Wang Chen said seriously to Jing Chang'an, after he walked out of the hospital building, he took out a cigarette and smoked it vigorously.

Jing Changan looked at Wang Chen who was smoking, rubbed his hair, and said in an almost muttering tone: "I really can't do anything about you."

Wang Chen shrugged his shoulders, stopped a taxi outside the hospital and got on it.

Jing Changan sat beside Wang Chen, holding his cell phone and sending out text messages non-stop.

Back in Baihuawan, Wang Chen did not return to his own villa, but followed Jing Changan to the villa where he lived.

Seeing this depressing style, Wang Chen sat on the sofa and sipped tea, and said helplessly to Jing Changan: "Are you used to living here?"

"At least it's better than my home."

Jing Changan responded, and suddenly the phone vibrated twice. He looked at the message on the phone, stood up and walked upstairs.

A few minutes later, he came downstairs with a document in his hand.

Throwing that document to Wang Chen, he said unhappily: "Remember, you owe me a favor."

"Didn't you just ask for a document for me?"

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and said, holding the document and looking at it seriously.

After reading the information, Wang Chen laughed at himself and said with a sneer: "Unexpectedly, there are people from the Ling family here, and what makes me even more unexpected is that these people are all on my list."

"so what?"

Jing Chang'an didn't know what the list Wang Chen was talking about, he was only curious about what Wang Chen would do next and what crazy things he would do.

"So, everything is predestined."

Wang Chen said to Jing Chang'an, holding his mobile phone in both hands, and sent several text messages quickly, his expression gradually became cold.

I have been seeking stability during this period of time, and I have been letting Fan Shiguang and others act on everything, and I have not been directly involved in it.

But this time, to deal with these people, he had to get involved.

After the text message was sent, Wang Chen stood up and stretched, and said to Jing Changan: "Next, I will trouble you and ask your people to send something out."

Wang Chen tapped on that document with his finger, then took out a few blood-red cards from his pocket and threw them to Jing Chang'an.

This card is very small, only the size of a mobile phone card, and looking at the style, it seems to be made just now.

Jing Chang'an took those cards and looked at them carefully, twitched his lips, and asked with a slightly stiff face: "Even if this matter has something to do with you, there is no need to be so serious, right?"

Jing Changan has never seen this card, but he has heard of it, and he also knows one thing, that is, no one who received this card was spared, and all of them died suddenly in the end.

"Of course you have to be serious."

Wang Chen said very seriously, let's not say that Dusha's matter has a lot to do with him, just say that everyone on this document is someone he wants to clean up.

I just did something to them in advance, and there are my own selfish desires in it, as well as my own righteousness.

As for whether someone will say that I am avenging private revenge in the future, I don't care about this matter, because I am an ordinary person now, so this is not considered avenging private revenge.

Tightly holding the card in his hand, Jing Changan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "You have to understand that once you hand out this card, it means that your business is over at that time, and all Even the rich and powerful families will hate you to death."

"You're wrong, I never planned to create a wealthy family."

A faint sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Chen's mouth, and finally he waved his hand and said, "Quickly ask your people to send this card out, I've been idle for so long, it's time to stretch my muscles."

"No wonder the old man in my family called you crazy."

Jing Changan closed his eyes and murmured, then turned and walked upstairs, his hand holding the card trembled slightly.

A few small cards can influence many things, which is hard for many people to imagine.

Watching Jing Changan go upstairs, Wang Chen crossed his legs, and the face of that little boy appeared in his mind, and then reached out to touch his own cheek, with a trace of anxiety and doubt in his eyes.

Yeah?will it be

This time, Jing Changan stayed upstairs for more than half an hour before going downstairs.

After he went downstairs, he looked at Wang Chen who was sitting on the sofa, covering his face with his hands, and asked seriously: "I want to know how deep this relationship is with you, so that you can't help but take your life!" Pass out your blood card."

Seeing that Jing Changan still couldn't help asking, Wang Chen hesitated for a while, and then said in an uncertain tone: "The kid who was beaten last night...maybe...maybe...it's me... …son."

"What, your son?"

Although Wang Chen's words almost became inaudible at the end, Jing Chang'an still heard clearly. He just sat on the sofa, jumped up in horror, and looked at Wang Chen in disbelief.

The muscles on Wang Chen's face twitched, he lowered his head and nodded, then sighed and said: "Whether it is or not, this time I will strike first, hey, what is this?"

It's normal for Wang Chen to be anxious and entangled. After all, he and Du Sha just had a misunderstanding, and he didn't even remember what happened when he was framed.

Now there is another son faintly... This is a test for Wang Chen! ! !

　Severe cold, dizzy pain in the head all the time, so fucked up! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)