The first rich son-in-law

"what?"

Shen Xinyue felt incredible, she didn't expect Jiang Beichen to keep the anti-virus cabinet to herself.

You know, this is the only chance to survive.He was willing to give up his only hope to save himself?

"But Brother Jiang, I don't want you to die!" Shen Xinyue bit her lip and shook her head desperately, saying that she didn't want to live alone.

"Don't worry, I have my own way to resist the poisonous gas, you go in first!" Jiang Beichen hurriedly urged, without any explanation, he directly locked Shen Xinyue into the anti-virus cabinet!

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang!!"

Shen Xinyue kept patting the glass of the anti-virus cabinet, but at this time, Jiang Beichen smiled at her, then turned around and strode towards Huang Yan.

"Brother Jiang!!"

Shen Xinyue's eyes widened and she let out a desperate wail.

Although the two had just met, Shen Xinyue had a good impression of Jiang Beichen. His responsibility and his personality were all the type she had imagined.

Every girl has an unrivaled hero in her heart, until this moment she realizes that she has finally met the Supreme Treasure in her life.

It's just that they just encountered it, and it has already ended sadly.

After all, she had seen the power of the poisonous gas just now, no one could survive.

At this moment, there is really nothing worse than heartbreak!
"Brother Jiang, woo woo, Xinyue must remember your kindness in my heart. I, Shen Xinyue, swear to the sky that I will marry you as my wife from today. For the rest of my life, I will never fall in love with anyone again. In this life, I will only love you." Guard yourself like a jade for you!"

Shen Xinyue cried bitterly, swearing secretly in her heart.

But she didn't know, the swearing was purely unnecessary, Jiang Beichen threw her into the anti-virus cabinet because he was afraid that she would be a burden.

People are not afraid of poisonous gas at all!
At the same time that Jiang Beichen stepped into the yellow smoke, Xuan Qingjue was already in operation, and a layer of white mist enveloped the whole body, isolating the yellow smoke.

After he came out of the multimedia classroom, he strode upstairs.

Boom!

He kicked the shackles leading to the top floor away.

存 嬬 孻!
At the same time, three women in white clothes suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

Each of the three women was dressed like Sadako, stepped on a unicycle, and held sharp pencils in their hands. They all poked at Jiang Beichen's neck.

Like a ghost locking its throat!

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Bang bang bang!
Jiang Beichen didn't dodge anything, and went straight to meet him, but didn't see any movement. The limbs of the three women suddenly burst, and they fell to the ground one after another, struggling desperately on the ground like maggots.

Jiang Beichen ignored it, and strode towards the broadcasting room.

boom!
At this time, in the broadcasting room, Zhang Zesong slammed his fist hard on the monitor, and a savage look flashed across his feminine face.

"Damn it, Jiang Beichen, it seems that you still have some skills, I underestimated you!"

"However, you're still going to die!"

Zhang Zesong immediately pressed the remote control in his hand, and suddenly there was a beeping sound from the door of the broadcasting room.

It was an explosive device. As long as someone pushed the door from the outside, the whole device would explode, and the whole building would be in ruins by then.

Who is he, Zhang Zesong?

A geek with an IQ over 180!

To put it bluntly, even if he wanted to murder the president of the United States, he might not be unable to do so.

This bomb was his last resort, as long as Jiang Beichen pushed the door in, everything would be over!
But at this moment, he himself immediately went down a long rope from the window, slid down from the top in the blink of an eye, and immediately ran to his car.

When he got in the car, Zhang Zesong started the engine quickly, then turned to the window and looked at the teaching building. He expected that Jiang Beichen would push open the door of the broadcasting room in ten seconds at most.The whole person will be out of their wits!

"Hehe, goodbye to you!"

Zhang Zesong couldn't help but sneered, and was about to step on the accelerator to leave, but at this moment, a joking voice suddenly came from beside him: "Brother Zesong, where are you going?"

Zhang Zesong's body froze instantly, his face twitched, and he turned his head slowly.

"you……"

Looking at the half-smile face, Zhang Zesong had a shocked expression on his face.

He really couldn't imagine how the other party came out, and even ran into his car.

"Surprising, isn't it?"

Jiang Beichen slowly pulled out the car key.

"Give me a reason!"

"The reason for not killing you!" Jiang Beichen said coldly, his face gradually darkened, and a murderous aura suddenly spread all over his body.

Gollum!

Zhang Zesong couldn't help shivering, his heart beating non-stop.

He thought he was a monster, but he didn't expect that this cousin was even more monster than him, and under his careful calculation, he could escape.

How do you explain it now?

Did you tell him that he wanted to kill him for meritorious service in order to compete for the seat of the family heir?
"cousin……"

"Don't call me that, you don't deserve it!" Jiang Beichen said coldly, if it wasn't for Jiang Lai's sake, this kid would be dead already!
How could Jiang Beichen recognize him as a cousin who could kill his own cousin!
"Cousin, in fact, I have no other choice..."

As Zhang Zesong spoke, he pulled his hand into his arms, and the next second, a black pistol was pressed against Jiang Beichen's temple.

"Haha, Jiang Beichen, let me tell you the truth, as long as I kill you today, grandpa will accept me as one of the heirs! So, you must die!" Zhang Zesong had a sinister expression on his face.

Jiang Beichen sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"For the sake of power, you must put me to death, right?"

He is disappointed!

If the other party admits his mistake and begs for mercy, he may be able to soften his heart and spare his life.

Unexpectedly, this kid would seek his own death.

"Jiang Beichen, we are all illegitimate children. No one is more noble than the other. You don't know how I spent my childhood!"

Having said this, Zhang Zesong's hands trembled slightly.

"Although I am a genius now, a high-achieving student at Oxford University, but the other side of my life, you can't see..."

"When I was young, I was beaten and scolded by Zhang Zexu and the others. I even drank their urine and ate steamed buns in the swill!"

"Even though I am successful in my studies, those people still look down on me, look down on me, and call me a bastard behind my back!"

Zhang Zesong took a deep breath, his tone becoming a little choked up.

"So, do you think that one day, if you become the head of the Zhang family, you will be able to stand out and be proud?" Jiang Beichen shook his head and sneered.

"I'm telling you, you're too whimsical!"

"Even if you become a family, it still can't change the fact that you are a bastard!"

"You have to understand a truth, the person who looked down on you at the beginning, he will never look down on you!"

"And, do you really think that a dignified family will let an illegitimate child go to that position?"

"I can only say you are so naive!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help sneering, his eyes were particularly mocking.

Over the years, he has seen people's hearts very clearly.I just think this kid is whimsical.

"Shut up!" Zhang Zesong couldn't help shouting, but he also knew in his heart that what Jiang Beichen said was probably true.

How could Zhang Zongsheng let his illegitimate son be the head of the family?
Mostly just using him.

But he really believed it.

"You are really pitiful!"

"It's a pity that you have such a high IQ, after all, it's just a pawn in the hands of the Zhang family!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneered.

"Shut up! You don't need to dictate my affairs! You should think about yourself!"

Zhang Zesong couldn't help roaring, and slowly put on the insurance.

"is it?"

"Then I also advise you, think about yourself!"

And at this moment, a black pistol came in from the outside of the car window, and slowly touched Zhang Zesong's forehead.