Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 748 The Godfather (2)

"Don't you think it's not enough?" Seeing that the girl sitting beside the sofa was indifferent, Jiang Ye bit his teeth and pulled out a credit card from his wallet.

With strong anger, the card slammed hard in front of Jiang Wan.

"Okay! I'll give you another 200 million." Jiang Ye also went all out, and he threw the car keys in his trouser pocket on the table. "I'll give you this car too. It's worth 200 million if you sell it."

He raised his chin impatiently at the girl, "Is that enough? Get out of here!"

Jiang Wan glanced down at the things on the table.

Two cards and a car key.

Adding up to more than ten million things, he, Young Master Jiang, is also quite generous.

Jiang Wan flicked the cigarette on her fingertips, "Jiang Ye, do you think I'm short of money?"

When mentioning money, Jiang Ye curled his lips sarcastically, "That's right! Miss Jiang is the daughter of a black policeman. Can we be short of money?"

Black police
Jiang Wan paused slightly with her fingers holding the cigarette.

The original owner's mother died early, and she was always taken by her father since she was a child.However, since the original owner went to junior high school, because of his father's busy schedule, the two of them didn't communicate often, and their relationship gradually became estranged.

Adolescent girls are more or less rebellious, and the original owner often used rebellious means to attract his father's attention. At that time, the original owner's father happened to be promoted, and he had more work to do, so he didn't care about understanding his daughter's psychology.

Gradually, the original owner gave up communicating with his father, and the relationship between the two became extremely cold.

To be honest, Jiang Wan didn't know at all whether the original owner's father was a black policeman or not.

"What? Is it tacit consent that Miss Jiang doesn't speak?" Jiang Ye snorted and chuckled, "Drug dealer's daughter, I really don't know where you have the nerve to pester me?"

Drug dealer
After waking up, Jiang Wan underwent a full-day urine test at the police station.From the mouth of the original owner's father's colleague, she also learned something about the cause of the original owner's father's death.

Helping others to hide drugs privately, committing suicide in fear of crime after being discovered.

She asked again, who helped hide the drugs.

"Shen Qinghuai", she got these three words.

In country Y, especially in city R, the word "Shen Qinghuai" is like a god, everyone is afraid of it.

Jiang Qiyou helped Shen Qinghuai hide poison.
In the memory of the original owner, her father and Shen Qinghuai had never interacted with each other.

"Take these things and get out. If I really pissed me off, believe it or not, I'll invite you into the bureau for tea?" Jiang Ye looked at the girl's colorful hair, and he really felt disgusted just by looking at it.

Jiang Ye picked up the two cards and the car keys, stretched his arms and handed them to the girl, "Take it, buy more Ming coins. When your black police father is a hundred days old, burn more for him—— "

The unburned cigarette butt was twisted in Jiang Ye's tiger's mouth.

He screamed in pain, "Fuck! Are you fucking crazy?"

Although Jiang Wan was silent, it didn't mean she pleaded guilty for Jiang Qiyou.Whether it is a black policeman or not, whether there is a drug hiding, can only be decided after she investigates the whole story clearly.

The hot cigarette butt was extinguished on the young man's tiger's mouth, and the burnt smell mixed with the alcohol in the box, which made people sick.

"Damn biao——" Jiang Ye is a man with a lot of self-esteem. In front of so many people, Jiang Wan burned a cigarette scar. He couldn't care about anything else, so he raised his hand angrily.

"Bang—" The box door was suddenly pushed open.

Before Jiang Ye could react, he saw a huge group of people almost filling the box.

The people who walked in were all wearing black suits, and they were taller than the security guards in the bar.

Relying on his family's wealth and power, Jiang Ye, whose father is a policeman, lost his temper, "Who the hell are you?"

The man in the suit closest to him raised his hand, aiming the cold barrel at his forehead.

Outside the box, the sound of clear footsteps gradually approached
(End of this chapter)