"You what you … You are a disgusting person." Jiang Cheng suddenly turned around, and his face suddenly turned pale. Zhao Hai almost fainted.
It seemed that because Jiang Cheng desperately wanted to expel the food from his stomach, his expression changed 360 degrees.
Remember his proud look after scolding Dong Zhaocheng at the door just now? At that time, he was full of a bright smile, and his face must be very rosy.
But now? It formed a strong contrast, and all this was caused by Zhao Hai's charming expression just now.
"Jiang Cheng. Who is that person? "Zhao Qian seemed to have observed the situation at the door and said to Jiang Cheng.
In fact, their bed was directly opposite the door. If they didn't notice Dong Zhaocheng at the door in time, it would be unreasonable.
Jiang Cheng heard the sound and looked over, and he murmured, "That is a busybody."
"He looks like Dong Zhaocheng." Zhao Qian continued.
"Dong Zhaocheng, you fart. How is it possible? Will Dong Zhaocheng knock on our door for no reason? What's more, he doesn't know where we live. "Jiang Cheng thought in his heart.
If it is really Dong Zhaocheng, I will commit suicide …
Jiang Cheng thought of this and rushed up directly, wanting to confirm whether it was Dong Zhaocheng.
"Hey, don't let me commit suicide." Jiang Cheng looked down at the person on the ground who was knocked out by him and murmured.
"Jiang Cheng, hurry up and help him up! He may be injured. "Zhao Qian rushed up and said to Jiang Cheng.
"Okay, don't be long-winded.
I understand. "Jiang Cheng said.
"I don't believe that he is Dong Zhaocheng." Jiang Cheng immediately bent down and grabbed Dong Zhaocheng's shoulder. He turned the latter around with great force.
When he turned around, Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.
At the same time, Zhao Qian screamed, "It's really Dong Zhaocheng!"
"How is this possible?" Jiang Cheng's eyes were dull as he murmured.
I actually knocked Dong Zhaocheng unconscious. We just completed a deal yesterday. Now that he has fainted, doesn't that mean our deal is going to go down the drain?
How could there be a partner attacking each other?
Jiang Cheng's face turned pale in an instant. He covered Dong Zhaocheng's face with his hand.
"It's not Dong Zhaocheng. It's not Dong Zhaocheng. I must have recognized the wrong person." Jiang Cheng murmured. This method of deceiving oneself was actually deceiving others and himself.
Dong Zhaocheng had already appeared in front of him.
How could it be another person?
However, why did Dong Zhaocheng knock on Jiang Cheng's door, and how did he know where Jiang Cheng's room was? This was another mystery.
"Big Brother Jiang Cheng, what should we do now?" Zhao Qian asked Jiang Cheng.
Every time something happened, the person who made the decision was always Jiang Cheng. However, in the past, it was always others who caused trouble for Jiang Cheng to clean up the mess. Now, it was Jiang Cheng who stirred up a hornet's nest. What's worse, he couldn't think of a good solution.
"After Dong Zhaocheng wakes up, we might really have to stop working together. What should I do then? I haven't found Grove Thief yet. If I can't even get the Gulat Family's Patriarch's Token, how am I going to answer to Britney? "
Jiang Cheng's troubles came one after another.
He then thought to himself, "If Dong Zhaocheng wakes up, what excuse should I use to fool him? Let him believe that I didn't hit him on purpose? "
It seemed that Jiang Cheng was currently immersed in a dilemma, but he had neglected an important point. The key now was not to come up with some excuse to fool Dong Zhaocheng. Instead, he had to get rid of Dong Zhaocheng as soon as possible.
He should be sent for treatment.
Jiang Cheng's mop head attack was shockingly powerful. With a single headshot, Dong Zhaocheng was knocked unconscious.
"Brother Jiang Cheng, we should hurry up and send Dong Zhaocheng to the hospital." Zhao Qian said to Jiang Cheng.
It seemed that Zhao Qian was the only one who was still in a rational state.
Compared to Zhao Qian, Zhao Hai at this moment
He stood beside the bed in a daze, as if he had become a vegetable.
"Big Brother Jiang Cheng." Zhao Qian saw that Jiang Cheng didn't respond, so he called out.
But it was this sentence that triggered Jiang Cheng's temper. Under the pressure of a pile of troubles, Jiang Cheng's anger rushed to his heart and turned into a roar.
"What are you shouting for? Can't you see what I'm thinking? "
When Zhao Qian heard this, he held his head with both hands and immediately moved his palms to near his ears.
"Do you need to be so angry? I'm just giving you advice. Whether you accept it or not is your business. "Zhao Qian thought in his heart.
Jiang Cheng paused for a second and seemed to feel a little ashamed. He smiled at Zhao Qian and said, "Zhao Qian … It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."
Zhao Qian's pupils dilated and widened. He wondered in his heart, "Did Brother Jiang Cheng take the wrong medicine? Why is his tone so gentle? Why is he so kind to me? "
Seeing that Zhao Qian didn't answer, Jiang Cheng raised his tone and said to Zhao Qian, "Don't tell me you don't forgive me?"
A fake face would never stand the test of time. Jiang Cheng revealed his true nature in just a few seconds.
"So that's how it is. Brother Jiang Cheng deliberately pretended. His temper is still so bad.
Impatient, impulsive … "Zhao Qian thought in his heart and didn't dare to say these words to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng suddenly stood up and put his eyes two centimeters in front of Zhao Qian's eyes.
Zhao Qian was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back. He opened his mouth and said, "Brother Jiang Cheng, why are you looking at me like this?"
"You look so scary now." Zhao Qian looked straight at Jiang Cheng and said.
"Oh? Why am I scary? "Jiang Cheng said with bad intentions and then took a step forward.
But at this moment, a "strange" hand suddenly grabbed Jiang Cheng's ankle.
"F * ck!" Jiang Cheng's body suddenly jumped, and his eyes immediately looked at Dong Zhaocheng on the ground.
"You scared me to death." Jiang Cheng paused for a moment before he realized that the person who just grabbed his ankle was Dong Zhaocheng. He had already woken up. Not a ghost …
"I thought it was a ghost just now." Jiang Cheng murmured.
"You are the ghost." Dong Zhaocheng didn't open his eyes and said to Jiang Cheng.
Dong Zhaocheng's injury shouldn't have fully recovered, otherwise he wouldn't even have the strength to open his eyes.
"How are you?" Jiang Cheng lowered his body and asked Dong Zhaocheng.
"What do you think?" Dong Zhaocheng said deliberately.
Without waiting for Jiang Cheng to answer, Dong Zhaocheng continued, "I have decided …"
As Dong Zhaocheng spoke, he suddenly stopped, as though he had lost consciousness.
But this wasn't what Jiang Cheng was concerned about. He thought to himself, "His decision? What is he going to decide? Could it be that he is going to stop working with me? "
If that's the case, then my guess has really come true? Oh my god …
Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his head and sighed at the ceiling.
"Oh my god, how could you do this to me, Jiang Cheng? You said that I would definitely succeed, and that I would definitely support Thief Grove to become the Gulate Family's Patriarch. But now, you have betrayed me … "
"Brother Jiang Cheng?" Zhao Qian, who was at the side, didn't seem to understand what was going on. He mumbled to attract Jiang Cheng's attention so that he could ask him a question.
Jiang Cheng's gaze flickered, and a murderous aura shot out from his pupils.
"What are you trying to do?" Jiang Cheng's lips twitched as he slowly said, "If you want to court death …"
It seemed that Jiang Cheng had lost his rationality. Once he lost his rationality, regardless of whether the person in front of him was Zhao Qian or Zhao Hai, Jiang Cheng would still beat him up.
Zhao Qian didn't answer Jiang Cheng's question. Instead, he followed Jiang Cheng's words and asked Jiang Cheng, "Brother Jiang Cheng, what are you trying to do?"
"I want to ask you, what are you trying to do? Why did you call me all of a sudden? "Jiang Cheng continued to ask.
"I just want …" Zhao Qian didn't seem to know how to express his inner thoughts. "I just …" Every time he spoke, he would be cut off halfway and couldn't even complete a sentence.
"What are you trying to do? Hurry up and tell me. "Jiang Cheng continued to interrogate him.
"I want to ask …"
"Forget it, don't say it. I don't want to hear it. "Jiang Cheng suddenly turned his head and said.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng's focus was only on Dong Zhaocheng.
"Dong Zhaocheng, don't stop working with him!" Jiang Cheng said to the unconscious Dong Zhaocheng.
Could it be that Jiang Cheng didn't know that unconscious people couldn't hear other people's words? Even if he heard it, he wouldn't be aware of it. In other words, when the person woke up from the unconscious state, he wouldn't know what you said.
In other words, everything that Jiang Cheng said to Dong Zhaocheng now could be said to be nonsense.
"Dong Zhaocheng, it was my fault that I hit you just now. I, Jiang Cheng, am wrong. You are a magnanimous person. Don't argue with a rude person like me, okay? "
"Dong Zhaocheng? Can you forgive me? "
Jiang Cheng said a few words in a row, but it seemed that he didn't stop. "Brother Dong Zhaocheng, if you are willing to continue working with me, I will give you double the reward. Is that okay?"
"In other words, it's doubled from one million to two million USD. That should be fine, right?" Jiang Cheng continued.
Dong Zhaocheng didn't answer him because people in a coma couldn't speak.
"Two million USD?" Zhao Qian couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, two million." Jiang Cheng looked at Dong Zhaocheng intently and said.
It seemed that Jiang Cheng thought that the person who just spoke was Dong Zhaocheng, so his eyes were still on Dong Zhaocheng.
Zhao Qian heard it and then asked, "But I only have one million USD. I really don't have two million USD."
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