Rebirth of the rich and powerful

These two people finally face each other calmly, and the next step is to discuss and find out the truth of the previous life.

Now that he chooses to completely believe in the end of the story, Jiang Yun is no longer entangled in the misses in his previous life, but even for the sake of the two of them for a long time, he must nip all unknown dangers in the bud.

But... at the end of Yan, he still couldn't figure out why Yan Jian wanted to kill Jiang Yun.

"I really don't know much about the things in my previous life. The only thing I remember are things related to you," Yan Mo said, "I know that Yan Jian was involved in your murder, but there should be other people, He's not the most important one..."

Jiang Yun also began to think.

He never thought that the car accident in his previous life was not an accident, but according to what Yan Mo said, it was not without trace.

"Do you still remember the details of my previous life?" He asked at the end of the sentence.

Yan Mo shook his head: "I only know that you were a model, that's when we met."

Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing.

"Yes," Jiang Yun nodded, and smiled shyly, "In my previous life...before I met you, I was actually a punk and didn't understand anything."

"It's not like that," Yan Mo shook his head immediately, "There is light in your natural soul, and I could tell right away."

Jiang Yun laughed, rubbed the end of his words, and continued: "In the last life, the Jiang family was nothing like this time. The Jiang family is still fine, and the old man Jiang is probably dying."

"Is it related to Mrs. Jiang?" At the end of the sentence, he asked immediately.

"It shouldn't be him. When I died in my previous life, Mrs. Jiang had just died a few months ago. I received a call from my uncle Jiang Linyuan, asking me to come and have a talk, and then something happened." Jiang Yun denied the guess at the end of the sentence.

"Who is it?" Yan Mo asked.

"I think it's Jiang Xiangyu!" Jiang Yun said with certainty.

Yan Mo didn't know this person, but when he heard the name, he knew it was this person!

If it is said that he is still confused about what Yan Jian did, but Jiang Xiangyu is a direct stakeholder.

The problem is that everything is different in this life, Jiang Xiangyu is no longer the successor of the Jiang family, even if he kills Jiang Yun, he will not get much benefit.

Jiang Yun also couldn't figure it out, so he just said that he could check Jiang Xiangyu first.

It turns out that human greed and stupidity should never be underestimated.

It really was Jiang Xiangyu who took in Yan Jian, and at the same time, there was Jiang Xianghai who was always drunk.

These three people were still unaware, plotting and planning the great action they said.

The money at the end of the story cleared the way, and Jiang Yun also had a very good intelligence network, which quickly surrounded these three people, but they didn't notice it at all.

These three people are like real clowns, who have been exposed to the public by countless surveillance cameras and bugs, and their every rash move and exaggerated assumptions are all clear.

"Brother Yan Mo likes me the most." Yan Jian was as proud as a downcast queen, "If it wasn't for that disgusting Jiang Yun, we should be a couple."

When Yan Mo heard the recording, he asked in disbelief, "What is he talking about? I can't even remember his face."

Jiang Yun just giggled: "Whoever told you that you are very charming, such a person with upturned nostrils can be seduced by you."

Yan Mo tapped Jiang Yun's head lightly.

"I've seen that he likes you a long time ago, but I just don't want to tell you," Jiang Yun said unhappily, "But in my previous life, although I met him a long time ago, I didn't get in touch with him afterwards. Could it be because envy?"

Yan Mo shook his head, his previous life seemed to be hidden in the mist, unlike Jiang Yun at all, he could remember everything clearly.

"How did you meet him in your previous life?" Yan Mo asked.

Jiang Yun curled his lips, and expressed his grievances with Yan Jian.

Yan Mo hugged Jiang Yun tightly in distress: "I'm sorry, I don't know at all."

"It's okay, we didn't know each other at that time," Jiang Yun said easily, "Besides, in this life, he won't have a chance to bully me at all."

Jiang Yun is now looking at what happened in his previous life with a grateful attitude.

He has been lucky enough to have almost everything he wants.

But these three people have always been trapped in the dark, never seeing the light of day.

"God has been good enough to me." Jiang Yun said.

"It's not enough," Yan Mo was even more greedy, "It will take a long time, we will see each other every day."

Jiang Yun laughed out of shame, ever since he gave Yan Mo the little poem and the key, he always made fun of him, laughing so much that Jiang Yun almost regretted giving away the gift.

Jiang Yun is having a deep affection here, but the life of the other three is getting more and more difficult.

They all grew up pampered, their vision was higher than the sky, but they were so nervous that they almost couldn't eat. These young masters finally couldn't bear it anymore, and before they could do anything, they broke out inside.

Jiang Xianghai was drunk every day, and came back only in the middle of the night. After the bang bang, he fell asleep, but the other two were all woken up, full of anger.

Jiang Xiangyu took Yan Jian in, but he didn't dare to take him into the big house, so he could only rent a small house outside, and felt that the atmosphere in the old house was unbearable, so he decided to live in it himself. Jiang Xianghai was picked up from the bar, and the three big men huddled together in a small rental room, looking forward to life after getting rich, while secretly discussing future plans.

"Just rush out and chop him up." Jiang Xianghai shouted drunkenly, "Solve the problem with one knife."

Yan Jian laughed at him: "Are you afraid that others will not know that we did it?"

Jiang Xianghai tilted his head, and fell to the ground following the strength of the alcohol: "You're a bitch, what do you think should I do?"

"You drunk man still has the face to criticize me," Yan Jian was furious, and kicked him, "We didn't have much money, and you kept taking it out to drink, which made me quarrel at night. It's annoying."

This drunk man was not afraid of the slender Yan Jian, he turned over, pulled Yan Jian by the ankle and put him down, his drunken air rushing towards Yan Jian's little face: "It's not you who owns my money Yes, can you manage it?"

"Pretend I don't know, you stole the money from home." Yan Jian was thrown to the ground by the drunk man, her back ached, and she cursed forcefully.

"Tch," the drunk said he didn't care about this matter, "That's my skill, you can't grab it with your small body."

"Okay, okay," Jiang Xiangyu interrupted the two impatiently, "We are running out of money, so we should find a way to come up with an idea as soon as possible to get rid of Jiang Yun."

Yan Jian broke away from the drunk, got up from the ground, and did not forget to brush off her sleeves in a cool manner: "If you ask me, I must find a way to do it silently. Yan Mo is not a fool."

"It's just a second chair, what's the point of fooling around?" Jiang Xianghai was still lying on the ground, humming in a daze, "It's really disgusting to like men."

"That's better than a drunkard like you." Yan Jian kicked him again.

Jiang Xianghai has never been a person who will be kicked obediently. The old hatred just now is not over, and a new hatred has been added. He finally became violent, grabbed Jiang Yun's head and smashed it directly to the ground without holding back his hands. The posture of wanting human life.

Jiang Xiangyu was taken aback, and hurried over to pull Yan Jian out. Who knew that Jiang Xianghai was so jealous that his relatives refused to recognize him. He bit and kicked everyone when he saw him, wishing he could just tear a piece of meat and drink it.

The three of them fought in a melee, and did not stop until they were all exhausted and out of breath, each lying in a corner of the room panting.

Jiang Yun and Yan Mo just finished listening to the live broadcast, dumbfounded.

"They...maybe they will fight among themselves first to consume a few?" Jiang Yun said uncertainly.

Yan Mo had just heard them thinking about how to kill Jiang Yun with his own ears, and he still had deep anger in his heart, so he just said: "They killed each other, and they will be clean only after they are all dead."

Jiang Yun didn't have any sympathy for these people, he just wanted to laugh: "Did I die at the hands of these people in my previous life?"

Yan Mo rubbed his head: "So even God can't stand it anymore."

The reason why he is not in a hurry to act now and accept this gang of scourges is because the current evidence is not enough to firmly nail them to death. What he wants at the end of the statement is to completely and completely eliminate these unstable people. The factors are all resolved, and there is no need to worry about it.

In fact, because of the lessons learned by this group of people, Lance, who was far away in a foreign country, also suffered bad luck. At the end of the speech, he felt that his methods were too kind. After all, they often have to go abroad, so they can't leave another Unstable factors, at the end of the sentence, used a little trick to force Lance's family to completely abandon Lance. The previous victims teamed up to send the guy to prison, and he will be locked up for a long, long time—about as long as he The years to live are much longer.Moreover, at the end of the sentence, he was convinced that even if he survived until he was released from prison, some of his hobbies would be completely changed.

For someone like Lance, prison is definitely a complete nightmare.

But Jiang Xiangyu and the others were still jumping up and down indiscriminately, getting some pleasure from cursing Jiang Yun every day, but they seemed weak and at a loss when they really wanted to do something.

No money, no resources, no guts, just relying on these few former wealthy young masters, if they really want to do it, it will probably take a long time.

Even Jiang Yun, the soon-to-be victim, felt annoyed.

"Do you want to help them? Looking at these people every day, I feel that IQ has dropped." Jiang Yun disliked it.

At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help nodding his head with difficulty.

He didn't expect that because of such a group of bastards, his brain would call the police every day, and his head hurt.

Yan Mo found that every time these people cursed or discussed how to kill Jiang Yun, his head would hurt, and he couldn't bear it if this continued.

"We can only create opportunities for these guys," Yan Mo sighed, "otherwise they can grind until next year."

If this is the case, neither Yan Mo nor Jiang Yun can bear it.

But even if it is a push, you have to think carefully.

What Yan Mo wants to do is to completely eliminate this gang of scourges, instead of leaving any room for them.

Jiang Yun thought for a long time, only thinking about how to use himself to hang them out, and then die on the spot.

At the end of the sentence, he disagreed.

He didn't want Jiang Yun to put himself in danger again, what's more, with just a few people, he was not worthy of Jiang Yun to carry the sedan chair for them.

"They just want to kill me. If I don't show up, how could they do it?" Jiang Yun wondered.

"Let me try first." At the end of the sentence, he was confident.

Jiang Xianghai still slept until the afternoon that day, quarreled with that motherly Yan Jian, and then staggered out to go to a nearby tavern to kill time.

The drinks in this tavern smelled of water, but the price was cheap, and the proprietress was plump and beautiful, so Jiang Xianghai was still happy to go and cheer her on, and by the way, get some oil.

As usual, he called for a bottle of wine first, then sat on the bar and blew slowly, and joked with the proprietress by the way.

The proprietress was in her early forties, but her skin was smooth, with protruding front and back. Most of the regular customers in the tavern came for her.

This woman is usually aggressive and venomous, but occasionally when she is in a good mood, she will chat with these boring people.

Today is about when she is in a good mood.

It was still early at this time, even if it is a pervert who is blinded by lard, he rarely spends three or four o'clock in the afternoon in the tavern, Jiang Xianghai is an exception. When he was in the United States, he was studying abroad in name, but in fact it was almost a day All three meals were mixed in the bar, and now if the money in his pocket didn't allow it, he would still look like he was drunk and dreaming.

Jiang Xianghai was bragging about his beauty in the United States, and the proprietress rubbed her wine glass, while eyeing him with the end of her eyes: "Bragging, if you are really so rich, you will stay in my tavern?"

"Isn't it just for you?" Jiang Xianghai drank a little wine, his mind was the most sober in the whole day, he knew that he couldn't touch it, otherwise he would be thrown out directly, so he could only verbally satisfy his greed: "If you follow me, you will be guaranteed a lifetime of glory and wealth, do you want to try?"

The proprietress spat at him directly: "Are you an idiot for being an old lady?"

The proprietress rolled her eyes, and her tone suddenly softened again: "Speaking of which, I happen to have a chance to make a fortune here, it depends on whether you dare or not."

"Get rich?" Jiang Xianghai laughed, "My lord, I'll be rich soon, a lot of money, and I don't like your little fortune, my lord."

"This is 100 million." The proprietress approached him mysteriously.

Jiang Xianghai sneered and said, "One million, I think it was my grandfather's pocket money for a month."

"Bragging," the proprietress didn't believe, "if you're not interested, forget it, and settle the bill with me first."

Jiang Xianghai touched his pocket, but it was empty.

He bought some jewelry from home before and sold them at a low price, but how could that little money survive his daily squandering, and it soon bottomed out.

For an alcoholic, it is impossible to drink without money.

He rubbed his fingers and smiled at the proprietress again: "Although the money is a bit short... Tell me, what is the opportunity?"

The proprietress smiled: "I heard that you live with a pretty little boy?"

Jiang Xianghai rolled his eyes dully: "Pretty little boy? Oh, you are talking about the second chair."

"Why is it so ugly!" The proprietress giggled, "A boss has taken a fancy to him, can you get him out?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xianghai half understood.

"Idiot," the proprietress sneered, "There is a big boss on our street who likes pretty boys the most, understand?"

Jiang Xianghai suddenly realized, and also giggled: "Understood, I didn't expect those two chairs to be worth some money! Don't worry, that kid is like a chicken, I can bring him over with a single stroke."

"Don't," the proprietress said hastily, "what has become of this, what you have to do is to let him come over willingly, the boss is happy, and I heard that he will reward you with this amount again."

She quickly stretched out five fingers.

"No problem, that kid should have made some money after eating plain rice for so long." Jiang Xianghua drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and while he was drunk, staggered towards the rental house.