Urban Supreme Son-in-law

Ye Bingxin felt a little unbelievable. He didn't expect Jiang Shengling to have this level of identity. No wonder the president would let him go without saying.

Not to mention their detective agency, even if it is actually sent to the police station, they have no right to interfere in these matters.

"I see."

After finishing everything, Jiang Shengling returned to Wang Kexin's villa leisurely, but as soon as he walked in, he saw a middle-aged man talking to Wang Kexin in the living room, and a bodyguard in black was standing beside him.

He is Wang Kexin's father. Two days after Wang Kexin married a roadside beggar, he finally had time to find her daughter.

"You are Jiang Shengling."

Wang Longxiang didn't have a very good attitude towards Jiang Shengling, mainly because he didn't have any impression, except for his dirty beggar appearance.

However, when I saw Jiang Shengling now, I was slightly taken aback, and some suspected that he and the beggar he saw that day were completely two people.

"Hello, this is Jiang Shengling, you are Kexin's father, right?"

Jiang Shengling also said politely, but judging from the look in Wang Longxiang's eyes, he could also feel that today was a bad person.

"I heard that you saved the little girl in the bar. It's one million. It's a wealth that ordinary people can't accumulate in ten years. Take it."

Wang Longxiang threw a card directly on the table. He didn't think Jiang Shengling had any reason to refuse.

He had also heard about what happened in the bar that day. He also knew that Mu Zhanyuan was not a good thing, but he didn't expect him to be so shameless.

Fortunately, he did not marry his daughter to such a scum, but Wang Longxiang would not marry his daughter to a beggar!

"I don't think so."

Jiang Shengling also sat down, shook his head and said that although he has no money, he is not short of money. Especially there is no shortage of money from this kind of charity.

"Just take it, I think this money is not a small sum for you, I hope you understand what I mean."

Wang Longxiang said that he has always spoiled his daughter very much, reluctant to beat and scold, so he can only start from Jiang Shengling.

"I really don't need it. Besides, I didn't understand what you mean, so I might as well just say it."

Jiang Shengling didn't even glance at the card on his desktop, but Wang Longxiang felt a little admired. No matter who the million is in the eyes, he wouldn't just sit idly by.

"No need! You just want more! Why are you?"

Wang Longxiang was slightly angry, he was already very polite to Jiang Shengling, otherwise a person like him would not be qualified to sit in front of him.

"I know that your kung fu is okay. You can save the beauty in the bar, but you don't expect to be able to enter our door. Kexin agrees and I won't agree!"

Wang Longxiang waved his hand, and the bodyguard behind him immediately understood and took two steps.

"Young people don't know that the sky is great, Bing, you go to educate him."

The black bodyguard next to Wang Longxiang also came directly towards Jiang Shengling. He was tall and muscular, and he was obviously a trainer.

"Mr. Jiang, it's ugly."

A Bing was polite, and when he left, he stretched out a hand to Jiang Shengling and said.

Jiang Shengling also did not refuse, reaching out to greet him, only to find that the skin of his hand was very hard, obviously he had specially practiced some palm technique.

It seems that shaking hands with himself was deliberate, but it was a pity that his idea was going to be shattered.

After the two of them held their hands, A Bing smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his hands suddenly pressed hard. He is a master of external practice who specializes in palm practice. Not only his palms are extremely hard, but his hands are also extremely powerful.

If an ordinary person shook hands with him, he could directly pinch and break the other's hand bones in less than a minute. Today, he is also in accordance with Wang Longxiang's instructions, to give Jiang Shengling a slap in the face.

After Jiang Shengling felt the opponent's hand vigorously, his face was still very calm, but at the same time he began to increase his strength.

The two seemed to be in a secret contest as if nothing had happened, but soon, A Bing felt that his strength seemed to always be smaller than Jiang Shengling.

No matter how much strength he uses, Jiang Shengling's strength will always be above him. With desperate persistence, his face also began to flush, and his arms trembled a little.

"Glitter"

The sound of bone displacement came from their hands, but judging from Jiang Shengling's still calm expression, the sound was obviously not from his hand, and Bing felt that his hand bone was about to be broken.

After all, the other party was also his wife's father, Jiang Shengling still felt that he wanted to give Wang Longxiang some face, so he let go of his bodyguard.

After a faint smile, Jiang Shengling directly let go of his hand, and A Bing gasped for breath as if he was relieved.

"Sorry for being ugly."

A Bing is completely gone, the kind of contempt just now. On the contrary, I am very grateful to Jiang Shengling. It was obvious that it was waterproof just now, and he did not directly abolish himself.

If he didn't want to let go, he wouldn't be able to pull his hand out at all, and he felt that Jiang Shengling seemed to have endless strength. As long as he exerted a little bit more energy, his hand would be broken directly.

"I'm sorry, boss, I'm not his opponent."

After A Bing retreated, he whispered beside Wang Longxiang.

Wang Longxiang had been watching the situation just now, and he was shocked in his heart. Jiang Shengling was completely like a okay person, but A Bing was sweating like rain, and it was clear at a glance which one was strong and which one was weak.

"The force is still qualified, but the world is not able to stand firm by fighting and killing, but also has a brain."

Wang Longxiang looked at Jiang Shengling and nodded and said, his score for Jiang Shengling was a little higher in his heart.

"Mr. Jiang, you don't look like an ordinary person. I don't think a beggar can have your tolerance. I don't want to ask more about your life experience. You have your own reasons."

When Wang Longxiang's painting style suddenly changed, he said something unexpected for Jiang Shengling and Wang Kexin.

"If I leave my daughter to you, are you capable of protecting her?"

"what?"

Jiang Shengling originally thought that Wang Longxiang was here to force him to leave today, but he didn't expect these words to come.

"protect me?"

Wang Kexin on the side opened her mouth and said, okay, why should Jiang Shengling protect herself? Besides, who wants him to protect herself.

"Ke Xin, do you still remember the second son of the Qin family, Qin Chengfeng. He came back, and also named you by name."

Wang Longxiang's tone also became a little low. When he said this, he couldn't help sighing. He was also a little bit lost because of his inability to protect his daughter.