Jiang Cheng scanned the entire room out of the corner of his eye and teased, "Hey, Mr. Kennedy, your home is quite well decorated, but I'm just here to have a cup of tea and pick up some stuff. You don't mind, do you?"
Seeing that Jiang Cheng had actually come to his lair again and even directly barged into his room, Kennedy was so scared that his face turned pale. He turned over and hid behind his leather sofa, pointing at Jiang Cheng and trembling as he asked, "Jiang Cheng, why are you here?"
He had just been held hostage by Jiang Cheng, and even the Bugatti Veyron he had just bought was stolen. Kennedy was still depressed, so he sent over 70 people to surround Jiang Cheng and his men, but he didn't expect him to arrive so quickly.
Not only Jiang Cheng, but Zhao Hai, who had already gone to the back of the room, directly broke in through the window of Kennedy's room with a loud bang, and with another "ka" sound, he took care of the people around Kennedy, and then pointed a gun at Kennedy's head. He glared at Kennedy with his fists clenched, scaring Kennedy so much that his legs trembled on the chair. He also directly smashed the glass of the window with his fist and jumped in from the outside.
"I come and go as I please. Do you have a problem with that?" Jiang Cheng sneered.
"Heh, Jiang Cheng, do you really think you're a god? Do you think my house is a place you can casually enter and leave? " Kennedy immediately calmed down, and said unhappily while hinting at the man beside him who was bandaging his wounds.
After all, this was the lair of Kennedy, a cunning old thief. Jiang Cheng didn't let his guard down, and his eyes emitted a calm and sharp light, watching every move in front of him, and also using his inner true qi to sense everything around. Jiang Cheng knew that this old thief must have a lot of weapons hidden in his house, and he knew what he was hinting at.
The man beside Kennedy was just about to move his body.
"You, go out first."
Jiang Cheng casually held the pistol in his hand and pointed the black muzzle at the doctor who had been dressing Kennedy's wound. The blonde doctor was so scared that he fell to the ground when Jiang Cheng broke through the door. Being pointed at by Jiang Cheng with a pistol, the doctor covered his head with both hands and ran out of the door in a dodging manner.
Only Jiang Cheng, Kennedy, and Zhao Hai were left in the room.
"Mr. Kennedy, is that all your men are capable of? Why do you have to plot against me again and again? "Jiang Cheng put down the gun that was pointed at Kennedy and looked at him with disdain.
"Well done, Mr. Kennedy. We've just taken your car, and you've brought more than seventy people to greet us?" Zhao Hai walked to Kennedy with the pistol in his hand and half-squatted down. He pressed the muzzle of the pistol against Kennedy's chin and pushed him up. During this time, Kennedy raised his hands obediently and looked at the pistol under his chin.
F * ck, a license plate of LZ666 alone costs five million. Think about that Bugatti Veyron. That's a sky-high price in the eyes of ordinary people, but Jiang Cheng casually said it was a car? Kennedy wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only put on a sad face and pointed at the muzzle of Jiang Cheng's gun under his chin.
He smiled and said, "Um, Mr. Jiang Cheng, let's talk this out. Can you ask your men to put down the gun first?"
"You mean this gun?"
Jiang Cheng asked as he took the pistol back and held it in his hand. "No … It's …" Kennedy shook his head and looked at Zhao Hai. At this time, the latter's gun was pointed at him coldly.
"Oh? He can put down his gun, but my gun doesn't seem to be willing. "Jiang Cheng's eyes turned cold. He walked over slowly and pressed the pistol against Kennedy's temple. Cold sweat broke out on Kennedy's forehead when the cold muzzle was pressed against his forehead.
"Mr. Kennedy, you sent more than seventy people to stop us brothers, and now you have the nerve to talk to us brothers here? If it weren't for the fact that we have some skills, it's hard to guarantee that we wouldn't become ghosts under the knife of your minions. "
Jiang Cheng said with a sneer.
Zhao Hai, who was standing on the side with a murderous look, heard the word "brother" from Jiang Cheng and his expression changed.
Brother? How long had it been since she had treated Jiang Cheng as her big brother? Because of the medicine that Jiang Chengxing gave him, Xiao Budian was gone, and even looking at her for the last time had become the greatest despair. The doctor said that if it wasn't for the side effects of the medicine that caused Xiao Budian to have a high fever, she would have been able to live until he went back to see her. Maybe, he could have even proposed to Xiao Budian and let her leave happily in his last moments.
However, it was all because of that medicine. Mrs. Harris said that Jiang Cheng only treated Tiny Tot as a test subject for the medicine, which made him so resentful and angry. He was controlled by the devil in his heart and could not forgive Jiang Cheng. He swore to avenge Tiny Tot, so he betrayed Jiang Cheng and the Lung Hing Society to rely on Mrs. Harris.
He helped her steal the gene modification medicine and held Britney hostage. But now, Jiang Cheng still treated him as his brother. In the face of being beaten, he did not fight back and even left the most dangerous position to himself.
Was he really wrong? Was Mrs. Harris just bewitching him? Tiny Tot, if you hear me, tell me. What should I do?
Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Kennedy's face turned pale. He had sent out most of the people in the house, and now Jiang Cheng and the others were still fine. Could it be that the seventy people … Kennedy did not dare to think anymore, and his body kept shivering.
"Your Lung Hing Society is too scary."
"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Kennedy. This young master has always been very confident in the abilities of my brothers." Jiang Cheng smiled and reached out his hand to pat Kennedy's old face. At this time, Britney and Zhuge Liuyun also came in. Zhuge Liuyun asked Jiang Cheng, "Cheng Ge, now that the guards in the whole house including the yard have been eliminated by our brothers, they are all our people now. How should we deal with them?"
"This is a problem."
Jiang Cheng held his chin with one hand and kept rubbing it. With a smile in his eyes, he looked at Kennedy and asked, "Last time, Mr. Kennedy, you exchanged a car with me for your personal safety. What are you going to exchange for it now?"
"I have money, I have a lot of money. Jiang Cheng, as long as you and your people don't hurt me, I will give you as much money as you want. Don't kill me, really don't kill me, I beg you."
Kennedy knelt in front of Jiang Cheng and put his hands together, begging Jiang Cheng.
"Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng, you should remember that I am Alice's uncle. I also have a high status in the Pallade family. Can you let me go?"
Seeing that Jiang Cheng just looked at him and kept smiling, Kennedy's heart was about to jump out of his chest. As long as he could live and give away all the family property … he could consider it a little.
"It is because you are Alice's uncle that I have let you go once. But uncle, you don't know what's good for you. Even Mrs. Harris doesn't dare to send people to retaliate, but you actually sent so many people to chase me. Didn't you think about the possible consequences before you made such a decision?"
Jiang Cheng withdrew his leg that had been pulled by Kennedy and looked at Kennedy with some disdain.
Kennedy's face was as ugly as if he had eaten dog shit. He was distressed that his beloved car was snatched away by Jiang Cheng, so he sent people out unwillingly. But he didn't expect Jiang Cheng to be so powerful. It was really a miscalculation.
"Cheng Ge, I have a proposal. How about you listen to it?"
Zhao Hai, who was standing on the side, had an idea and asked. Jiang Cheng had always trusted him, so he directly nodded, "Zhao Hai, if you have a good proposal to deal with him, just say it. There are no outsiders here."
Zhao Hai glanced at Kennedy and coughed a few times, saying, "Since he is Miss Alice's uncle, we can't kill him. After all, they are relatives. It's hard to guarantee that Miss Alice won't have any prejudice against you, Cheng Ge. But we can attack Mrs. Harris through him."
"Attack?" Jiang Cheng was puzzled for a moment, but he immediately understood. He gave a thumbs up to Zhao Hai and turned to look at Kennedy, who was in a panic, and asked with a smile, "Uncle, are you interested in the position of the Pallard Family's patriarch?"
"You …"
Kennedy was stunned. This Jiang Cheng didn't want to kill him, nor did he want his money. Why did he ask such a question?
"I asked you if you are interested in the position of the Pallard Family's patriarch? Do I need to ask for the third time? "
Jiang Cheng waved the gun in his hand, and Kennedy swallowed his saliva in fear. He quickly nodded and said, "Yes, I want to be the patriarch of the Pallard Family even in my dreams. But with Mrs. Harris around, I can't …"
"Hahaha, it's easy if you have ambition." Jiang Cheng laughed and patted Kennedy's shoulder, "Uncle, aren't you working with Mrs. Harris now? Do you think you can't compete with a woman? Even the position of the Pallard Family's patriarch has to be given to a woman? "
Jiang Cheng's words struck a chord in Kennedy's heart. How could Kennedy not covet the position of the Pallard Family's patriarch? In the past, with Alice's father, Barter, in the Pallard Family, he didn't have a chance at all. When Barter was plotted against and became a vegetable, he thought his chance had finally arrived. In the end, the rebel Mrs. Harris had too much power, and he could only submit to her. It was really frustrating.
"Jiang Cheng, do you want to help me become the patriarch of the Pallard Family?"
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