Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 375 So destroy it

  After the people left, Jiang Wei sat in a big room in a mess.

  But his heart at this moment is filled with the joy of being about to win freedom.

  When he goes out, he believes that there will be a way to find him no matter what, even if he doesn't, he will not let go of this only chance to turn himself around.

  He wants to find the mastermind behind the deal with him.

   Take back everything that was lost in Gong Jiuan.

  Jiang Wei seemed to have the pleasure of pulling Gong Jiulan down from the high seat and stepping on his feet.

  The belief in his chest is extremely firm, as long as he can successfully leave this place today, then he will not be too far away from what he wants to do.

  The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a group of people poured in.

   is the familiar black dress.

   Has the person who sent him away arrived?

  Jiang Wei on the ground panted heavily, like a warrior about to step into the palace of light, he struggled to get up from the ground, halfway through the movement, someone came and squatted down, and his arms were dragged up.

  He raised his eyes, and what he saw was not the open door, but a man with a stern face approaching with a knife handle.

   Suddenly, he panicked.

   "You, what are you doing? Didn't you say to let me go? What is this? What are you talking about? It doesn't count—talk—"

   However, no one will answer his words.

   It seemed that something could be expected, and Jiang Wei suddenly struggled violently, trying to break free from the shackles of these people, but this was obviously like a mantis holding a cart, and a fly shaking a tree.

  The chin was pinched vigorously, and the force that almost took his jaw off caused Jiang Wei to sweat profusely on his forehead.

  The pain piercing into the flesh on the face mixed with the thick and sticky **** smell penetrated into the mouth, severely stimulating the nerves in Jiang Wei's brain.

  In his blurred vision, he vaguely saw that tall and bright man, with a pair of glazed eyes staring at him quietly, inside was full of piercing cold blood.

  Zade's soul trembled.

   Then, amidst a long and piercing tinnitus, Jiang Wei's world was completely reduced to darkness.

   Is this the price for letting him go?

  Jiang Wei thought to himself.

  Gong Jiuyin, you succeeded, and this price is enough for him to engrave it in his bones, and he will never forget it.

  When the eyes were clear again, he was no longer in the dark and silent basement. In front of his eyes was a simple and luxurious decoration.

This is where?

  Jiang Wei was irritated by the pain of being hit **** the ground, and while his consciousness was still in a haze, he received a gust of cold water head-on.

   His face was in pain, and the cut Ouyang Na made on his face before sending him away was even more painful under the infestation of water.

   Not knowing if there was wind in the air, he lay on the ground in a panic, his body trembling uncontrollably.

   There was a cold voice in my ear.

   "Master, this is someone from the capital."

   Lifting his eyes with difficulty, and squinting his sore eyes, Jiang Weicai faintly saw the person standing on the high place.

  The silver-haired old man who is over half a century old, but he is full of lingering coercion that makes people unwilling to look directly at him.

  The breath of the superior is very thick, so thick that it is a bit dazzling, and it is mixed with a disturbing coolness.

  Like a poisonous snake staring at you, it makes people shudder all over.

  The old man didn't look at this side, he was holding a pair of delicate pliers, and he was carelessly cutting the small green potted plants on the table in front of him.

   An old voice came from a short distance away, and Jiang Wei and the people standing beside him heard it clearly:

   "What did she say?"

  His voice fell, but there was no response from the man who spoke before.

   "Why don't you talk, huh?"

  The invisible coercion came down with the end of his question. The man standing beside Jiang Wei straightened his back and tightened his throat:

   "Then, tell me over there, let, let you see for yourself."

   "Kacha—"

  The forceps that landed on the potted branch were heavy, and a lush green leaf fell to the man's feet unexpectedly.

  In the huge space, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

  Jiang Wei got up from the ground and looked at the man with surprise and hope in his eyes.

   "You are... Mr. Old, right?"

  In a short time, Jiang Wei suddenly guessed the identity of this person.

  The excitement in his heart made him ignore the pain on his face and the weird atmosphere.

   Regardless of his own embarrassment at the moment, Jiang Wei firmly grasped the life-saving straw that he thought was his trump card:

   "Mr. Gu, I'm Jiang Wei, the one from the Jiang Group. It was you who sent someone to find me for cooperation."

He didn't know why what Gong Jiuhan said about letting him go turned into personally handing over his hidden danger to his opponent, and he didn't have too much time to think about what was wrong. What he needs to do now is to catch him. Live this hard-won opportunity.

  I thought it would take a lot of effort to find the person in front of me after I came out, but now it takes no effort at all.

  Gong Jiuan did it for him.

  Even though there may be a deeper conspiracy hidden behind this, this is his last bet.

  Jiang Wei was still dripping with water. He couldn't wait to take two steps forward, but was stopped by a man standing beside him, so he had no choice but to stop.

   "Mr. Gu, I think we can continue to cooperate. After all, we all want Gong Jiu to disappear in this world, don't we?"

   Clenching his fists, Jiang Wei's veins bulged, and he looked at the silver-haired old man opposite him full of hope.

  His voice resounded in the huge space, with a very light echo, and also stained with the urgency of his whole body.

   "Jiang Wei, if you come to discuss cooperation with me in this way, don't you think you're a little too presumptuous?"

   If Jiang Wei with the Jiang family is still useful in his hands, then the current Jiang Wei is like a bereaved dog. Apart from giving food and giving you some harmless people, it seems to have no value.

  Gu Shihuai finally stopped his movements, still holding the gold and silver inlaid pliers, slowly turned his cloudy eyes, and looked at Jiang Wei.

  The moment Dai saw Jiang Wei's face clearly, the person who had a ruthless complexion but no anger suddenly had red eyes.

  His wrinkled face was extremely livid, overflowing with a frightening ruthlessness.

  The pliers, which were still serving potted plants just now, were raised and thrown by him with such force that Jiang Wei was caught off guard and stunned on the spot.

   And it was his failure to hide that caused him to be missed.

   "Get out—" Gu Shihuai looked into his eyes very cruelly and coldly.

   There was the sound of something being inserted into the flesh, and the pain that followed almost covered the stinging pain on his face.

  Jiang Wei's face was pale, and his chapped lips squirmed: "Why, why?"

  At this time, someone handed a fist-sized mirror in front of him. Jiang Wei was puzzled, so he took it and took a look.

  In the lens, is his face.

   Above, there are two words: chop suey.

   It seems that it hasn't been engraved for a long time. The child's blood is seeping on the clear words, and the face looks terrible and frightening.

  The lips began to tremble, and Jiang Wei's head seemed to be blown up, and there was a bang, and it was blank.

   "No, this person is not me, not me..."

  How could this ghostly person be Jiang Wei?

  He is so proud, how could one day have such words engraved on his face with blood?

   No, he doesn't believe it.

  He raised his eyes numbly, and looked at Gu Shihuai with starry expectations: "Mr. Gu, this should not affect the cooperation we talked about? What do you think?"

   Gu Shihuai stood up suddenly because he saw the two words on Jiang Wei's face, his chest rising and falling with anger and resentment.

  Jiang Wei only felt the wind blowing in front of him, and in the next second, he felt that his neck was being tightly strangled in his hands.

   And the old but extremely sharp eyes are close at hand at this moment.

  Gu Shihuai's hand tightened suddenly, and his squinted eyes were full of red danger:

   "Originally you were somewhat useful, but now, I think you disappeared before my eyes."

   Miscellaneous hair.

   These two words were apparently engraved on Jiang Wei's face, humiliating Jiang Wei.

   Ke Gong Jiuan sent the person in front of him.

  The irony of these two words is not just Jiang Wei.

   But he.

   She was mocking him.

  The darkness in Gu Shihuai's eyes is getting darker and darker, little thing, you are really doing a good job.

  The chess piece he put down was arrogantly taken away and engraved with that person's mark, and then it was given to him as a gift.

  This kind of humiliation drives people crazy and wants to destroy it.

   "Cough, cough—"

  Breathing was taken away, and Jiang Wei was enveloped by a sense of suffocation, causing his brain to lack oxygen, and his face turned red and blue.

   Once again, he felt that he was so close to death.

  Exercising all his strength to break free from this seemingly old but powerful hand, Jiang Wei suddenly regretted his inner choice.

   There is also unwillingness, the anger of unwillingness to be played by Gong Jiuan again.

  But in this life, he is destined to spend the rest of his life in such a state of pain.

  The man standing aside suddenly bent down, lowered his head and called out: "Patriarch, there is news from the young master."

  Hearing this, the stinging old Gushi Huai's face turned pale, he let go of Jiang Wei's neck, and threw him out heavily.

   Losing support and gaining air, Jiang Wei's already ugly and skinny face became more ferocious and pale.

  He breathed in the hard-won air heavily.

  Sweeping condescendingly at the man prostrated on the ground, Gu Shihuai took the handkerchief from the man and wiped his hands leisurely.

   "Take him down."

   "Yes." The man responded.

  Jiang Wei's face was covered with sweat, but he was still unwilling: "I take it seriously, don't you have any chance?"

  He didn't believe that the person who chose him at the beginning would give up him decisively because of the two words tattooed on his face.

  Jiang Wei didn't want to believe it either.

  However, the reality is always cruel.

  Gu Shihuai glanced at him lowly, then turned around slowly, and the voice of the old and vicissitudes slammed down on Jiang Wei unceremoniously from mid-air.

   hit him dizzy, heart ashes.

   "I'm getting older, I can't see my things smelling like other people's."

  He took the wooden cane respectfully handed over by the man, and his wrinkled fingers loosened and tightened where he held it.

   walked back.

   "So, destroy it."

  (end of this chapter)