Reborn My 1993

Chapter 630 Joining hands to frame
After entering the villa, Zhang Yiming became even more curious about Brother Jiang.

This villa does not have the aura of a local tyrant nouveau riche, but instead reveals the elegance and gracefulness of a Jiangnan family.

"Brother Jiang has a bad temper. If you don't want to die, think clearly about what to say and what not to say."

Before he was about to enter the door, Ma Sandao stopped and whispered something next to Zhang Yiming.

"Don't worry Brother Sandao, I won't drag Brother Sandao into the water."

Zhang Yiming said lightly, and then stepped into the door first.

He understood very well that Ma Sandao was not so kind to remind him, it would be better to say that Ma Sandao was a threat, threatening him not to say anything harmful to him in front of Brother Jiang.

But since Zhang Yiming dared to enter this door, there was nothing he dared not do.

After entering the door, there is a huge hall directly. In the hall, a lean man in his 50s is sitting. A guzheng is placed in front of him. At this time, the man is playing the guzheng.

Ma Sandao and the accompanying brothers stood aside, no one spoke, and lowered their heads, as if they didn't dare to look at the person opposite.

Zhang Yiming was sure that this person was Brother Jiang.

He doesn't know guzheng, but the music of guzheng sounds extremely pleasant at this time, even if he is not professional, he knows that the other party plays it very well.

The other party's eyes were closed, no matter in terms of appearance or demeanor, he looked like a cultural person, without the slightest breath of quackery.

At the end of the song, Brother Jiang opened his eyes.

These are the eyes of a superior person.

There is no murderous intent, but murderous intent is everywhere.

"Brother Jiang, the thing is in the hands of this kid, and he must hand it over to you. I'm afraid that the thing will be damaged, so I can only bring it here."

Ma Sandao was cautious, feeling a little servile, and the other people didn't dare to show their air.

"Incompetent people like to find excuses for themselves."

Brother Jiang stood up, grabbed the white towel next to him and wiped his hands, his movements were still graceful.

"Brother Jiang taught me that."

Zhang Yiming was secretly surprised. Ma Sandao was quite well-known in Jianghu, but he didn't even dare to show his air in front of Brother Jiang. Is this Brother Jiang really so unfathomable?

"You want to see me?"

Brother Jiang bypassed the guzheng, and sat on the Huanghuali sofa beside him. He reached out to pick up the teacup, and a good smell of Maojian wafted out.

"Yes."

Zhang Yiming is not someone who has never seen the world. Although the Jiang brother in front of him is unfathomable, the more he is like this, the more calm and calm he has to behave.

"I don't like liars."

Brother Jiang looked at Zhang Yiming, and suddenly said a word.

Zhang Yiming's eyelids twitched slightly.

"I want to see Brother Jiang just to tell the truth."

After Zhang Yiming finished speaking, he threw the tape in his hand on the ground and crushed it with his feet.

"Are you crazy?"

Ma Sandao was startled by Zhang Yiming's actions.

Brother Jiang watched Zhang Yiming's actions playfully and remained silent.

"Brother Jiang wants to hear the truth, and this is the truth."

Ma Sandao was completely stupid. If he didn't realize that he was being tricked by Zhang Yiming at this time, he would be an idiot.

It never occurred to Ma Sandao that he had always played tricks on others, but today he was tricked by a boy with a hair that hasn't faded, and he couldn't tell what it was like, fear was better than anger.

"You think I'll believe it?"

"meeting."

Zhang Yiming looked at Brother Jiang and said firmly.

Ma Sandao didn't dare to raise his head, but in his heart he scolded all three generations of Zhang Yiming's ancestors, what a shame!
"Bring people up."

Brother Jiang didn't continue talking to Zhang Yiming, but said to a direction in the hall.

"Han Yuxuan?"

Zhang Yiming never thought of it, or he had guessed before, but he didn't expect the guess to come true.

At this time, Han Yuxuan was held down by someone. He didn't know what he had experienced before. Han Yuxuan looked terribly haggard. Although he didn't see any scars on his body, Zhang Yiming was not a child, and he could make up some things with his brain.

"Han Yuxuan, you said that the tape was in his hands. Now, the tape was crushed by him, what should I do?"

Zhang Yiming looked at Han Yuxuan, sure enough, this matter had something to do with him.

"Brother Jiang, Zhang Yiming has always been scheming. This tape can't be real. He must have hidden the tape somewhere else. I'm telling the truth. Brother Jiang, you have to trust me. I dare not lie anymore. what!"

Brother Jiang's tone was very light, but Han Yuxuan's face was distorted as if he heard some terrible voice.

"Did you hear that? What did you say?"

Brother Jiang looked at Zhang Yiming again, then took a sip of tea lightly, with an extremely leisurely expression.

"To be honest, until now, I don't know how the tape got into my hands, and I don't even know what is in the tape. I came today just to ask for proof. Even if I die, I also want to It's clear that he's dead."

"Zhang Yiming, stop your fucking nonsense, He Yin clearly gave you the things."

Han Yuxuan pointed at Zhang Yiming and roared loudly.

"What about the evidence? How can you say that He Yin gave me something?"

"He Yin told me personally that the thing is in your hands."

Han Yuxuan's eyes were red.

"Are you kidding me?"

Brother Jiang suddenly stood up from the sofa, and the moment he stood up, Han Yuxuan fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

"Brother Jiang, what I said is true. The thing is really in Zhang Yiming's hands. Even if you lend me a hundred courage, I would not dare to lie. Brother Jiang, trust me."

Han Yuxuan has always been handsome, tall and handsome, his current image is completely different from his usual one, but Han Yuxuan is so scared that he still bites Zhang Yiming tightly.

"I'm very impatient. If you continue to push around like this, my patience will be exhausted."

"Brother Jiang, I'm telling the truth. I'm really telling the truth. If I lie, I'll be hit with thunderbolts and die. Brother Jiang, believe me. Zhang Yiming is very cunning. XZ is up."

In order to pour the dirty water on Zhang Yiming, Han Yuxuan took poisonous oaths one after another. If it wasn't for the fact that the things were not in Zhang Yiming's hands, he would have believed Han Yuxuan's words.

"It's easy to figure out who is lying."

After Brother Jiang finished speaking, he clapped his hands.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound at the door of the villa, and He Yin was pushed into the hall by someone pressing his shoulders.

Zhang Yiming froze immediately.

"Yiming, Yiming, save me, give them the things, I'm really scared!"

my day!

After He Yin entered the door, Lihua was in tears. If he hadn't been held down, He Yin would have thrown himself into Zhang Yiming's arms.

"Brother Jiang, you can see, the thing is on him, and he hid it."

Han Yuxuan did not give up any chance to frame Zhang Yiming.

Ma Sandao, who had lowered his eyebrows and dared not show his air, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Yiming covetously, as if as soon as Brother Jiang spoke, he would pounce on Zhang Yiming and smash Zhang Yiming's body into pieces.

(End of this chapter)