Reborn Urban Sword Demon

Chapter 3 This property is not yours yet!
Ningchuan City, Villa No. 166 in Ziyuan Villa District.

A middle-aged man with a fierce face, about 50 to [-] years old, threw a heavy suitcase on the spacious dining table.

"Lawyer Huang, I know that the old man's will is with you. You only need to change the heir, and the 200 million will be yours."

This middle-aged man is Jiang Ning's uncle, Jiang Tingshan's adopted son, Jiang Zhankun.

"Mr. Jiang, I practice law and am a lawyer with moral qualities."

On the opposite side of the dining table, a well-mannered young man with gold-rimmed glasses moved his eyes over a wine glass filled with red wine, and there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

Huang Bingchun, the chief private lawyer of Zhenze Law Firm in Ningchuan City, is also the private lawyer hired by the Jiang family.

As the personal lawyer of the Jiang family, Huang Bingchun knew exactly what Jiang Zhankun wanted.

The Jiang family has strong assets. Its properties are spread across major industries such as shopping malls, hotels, tourism, and clothing.

"Hahaha, Lawyer Huang really has professional ethics. The 200 million yuan is just the down payment. After the matter is completed, Lawyer Huang will have a seat on the Jiang family's board of directors, 5.00% of the dry stock, and enjoy dividends every year. In this way, Lawyer Huang should Are you satisfied?"

There was a hint of threat in Jiang Zhankun's words. At the same time, a pistol was placed on the table by Jiang Zhankun at the same time.

Huang Bingchun's eyelids twitched, a smile appeared on his face, he raised the wine glass in his hand, and gestured to Jiang Zhankun from a distance: "I have already said that I play the law. Since Mr. Jiang is so generous, how can I Let Mr. Jiang down?"

"Hahaha, Lawyer Huang is really quick to speak, happy cooperation!"

Jiang Zhankun grabbed the wine glass in front of him, touched Huang Bingchun, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jiang, the Jiang family will be yours from now on."

Huang Bingchun put the wine glass to his mouth, and was about to drink it, when suddenly his eyes widened, as if seeing something weird, his hands trembled, the wine glass fell on his body, and the full glass of red wine spilled all over his body, but he didn't feel anything. Sleep.

"Hahaha, you're welcome, you're welcome, huh? Lawyer Huang, what do you mean?"

Jiang Zhankun looked at the spilled wine with a rather unhappy expression.

"What he means is that this Jiang family is not yours yet!"

A voice without the slightest emotion suddenly sounded from behind Jiang Zhankun, making Jiang Zhankun tremble.

"Who?"

Jiang Zhankun turned around quickly, and suddenly saw a young man in plain clothes.

Jiang Zhankun carefully identified it. Isn't this the nephew Jiang Ning who was just released from prison?

Oh, no, for Jiang Zhankun, Jiang Ning has two other identities.

One is the biological grandson of his adoptive father!One is the true heir of the Jiang family legacy!
Why did Jiang Ning suddenly appear here?

Did he hear his conversation with Huang Bingchun?
Jiang Zhankun couldn't help despising himself secretly, the other party was just a kid, so what if he came back?

Is it necessary to be afraid of a kid in his twenties who doesn't know much about the world?

Or is it a guilty conscience?

"Jiang Ning? How did you come in, who let you in?"

Jiang Zhankun had a cold face and put on a majestic look.

"This is my home, can't I come back?"

Jiang Ning sneered, walked to the dining table cynically, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly. Huang Bingchun's legs were shaking.

The young man's eyes seem to be able to see everything in this world.

Why does he have a murderous aura that overwhelms people's hearts?
"Your home? Huh..."

Jiang Zhankun sneered.

"Now here is my Jiang Zhankun's property. It has nothing to do with you, Jiang Ning. I don't care about you breaking into a private house because you are my nephew. Now get out of here immediately." , I, the Jiang family, do not welcome you!"

Jiang Zhankun finally tore off the mask of hypocrisy, pointed at the door, and shouted at Jiang Ning domineeringly.

"You Jiang's family! Hahaha, Jiang Zhankun, I have seen shameless people before. I have never seen such a shameless person like you. An adopted son, a high-sounding dove occupies the magpie's nest, and even swears that you are Jiang's family!"

Jiang Ning looked at Jiang Zhankun with a sneer: "Do you think you can fly on a branch and become a phoenix if you change your surname?"

"you……"

Jiang Zhankun stretched out a finger, pointing at Jiang Ning tremblingly: "You, what nonsense are you talking about? Who is the adopted son?"

Jiang Ning sat casually at the dining table, eating beef and said: "My grandfather told me, oh, yes, I forgot to tell you, the old man has recovered, and the poison you put in his body has already disappeared. I pulled it out."

"impossible!"

Jiang Zhankun slapped the table fiercely, staring at Jiang Ning with fierce eyes: "You are lying, Jiang Tingshan is obviously dead, how can he recover?"

Jiang Ning shrugged indifferently, and his tone was filled with the pleasure of revenge: "Also, your son Jiang Bin is already waiting for you in the underworld."

"you……"

When Jiang Zhankun heard this sentence, he suddenly remembered something, grabbed the pistol on the table, and pointed at Jiang Ning's forehead: "What did you do to Jiang Bin?"

Jiang Ning raised his head and gave Jiang Zhankun a cold look. The murderous look in his eyes made Jiang Zhankun feel cold all over, and beads of sweat on his forehead immediately flowed down his cheeks.

"What I hate the most is when someone points a gun at me."

Jiang Ning said coldly, the chopsticks in his hand suddenly turned over, and he held one end of the chopsticks, pointing at Jiang Zhankun in a strange posture.

At this moment, Jiang Zhankun felt that what Jiang Ning was holding in his hand was not a chopstick, but a sharp long sword!

The cold light on the sword was already hanging in front of his forehead, as if it would raise the sword at any moment and cut off his head!
"You, you are courting death!"

Jiang Zhankun couldn't bear this kind of mental pressure at this time, so he pulled the trigger violently!
Jiang Zhankun showed a ferocious smile, as if he had seen the picture of Jiang Ning's head being shot out with red and white brains!
All he could think about was killing Jiang Ning, and the Jiang family would completely belong to him.

As for Jiang Bin, he can continue to have children if his son is gone. If the family business is gone, Jiang Zhankun will have nothing.

'Bah...'

Gunshots sounded.

Huang Bingchun, who was sitting at the dinner table, almost jumped up in fright.

Jiang Zhankun's smile gradually froze!
"This...how is this possible?"

Jiang Zhankun looked at the chopstick in front of him in surprise, opened his mouth wide, and was so surprised that he could swallow an egg!
(End of this chapter)