Door-to-door son-in-law: the personal god of war of the beautiful president

Chapter 82

"Come out, let's talk."

Ye Tianjun frowned, he was not a caring person, but this arrogant attitude of drinking was challenging his bottom line again and again.

The contemptuous and hoarse voice came out again from the speaker: "Those who come here must abide by my rules. Get lost, my time is precious, and I have no time to waste it for you!"

"I'll give you three seconds, come out and meet me, or I'll burn this place to the ground."

Ye Tianjun's star-black eyes turned cold, and the cold killing intent instantly permeated the entire room.

At the beginning, Ye Tianjun was not angry when he was blocked and body searched, because he didn't care about these, as long as he could see Jiang Jinjiu and know all the inside stories about his family being wiped out.

But now judging from the attitude of drinking, it is impossible for Ye Tianjun to know what he wants to know without resorting to some means.

Because Jiang Jinjiu has just said that no matter how much Ye Tianjun pays, he will not tell the news that the Ye family was wiped out.

"Hehe, in the past few decades, everyone has to be respectful in front of me who is going to drink, and no one dares to disobey my rules, let alone provoke me. You are the first one, and you will not be able to get out of here alive one of."

A disdainful sneer came from the other side of the glass wall.

Ye Tianjun's eyes turned cold.

Zhong Yan understood, and rushed towards the glass wall at an extremely fast speed.

Bang!
A muffled sound.

Zhong Yan's slender legs in Martin boots kicked heavily on the glass wall.

But the glass wall was intact, not even a tiny crack appeared.

"You can't overestimate yourself. This glass wall is made of the hardest material in the world. Bullets can't pierce it, and bombs can't blow it apart. It depends on your strength. There are only two words: court death!" Another taunt came from inside the glass wall. Voice.

"Jiangjinjiu, what you are doing is business. If you buy, you sell. We are here to buy information. Why don't you sell it to us?" Zhong Yan clenched her fists and asked furiously.

"Because of the tragic extermination of the Ye family ten years ago, the truth behind it is far more than what it seems on the surface, and even I dare not say it lightly." The same voice replied.

Ye Tianjun took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke:
"The three seconds I gave you have expired. If you tell all the truth about the brutal persecution of the Ye family ten years ago, including the list of participants, and who is the real mastermind behind the scenes, everything here will continue to be peaceful. It's okay, or I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."

"Hahahaha, I'm not going to drink to scare you. Information trading itself is something that offends people. I don't know how many people want to kill me. If I didn't have the courage and strength, I would have died a long time ago, just because you are a brat. Your kid can't threaten me yet! Get out of here, this is the last chance I'll give you."

boom!
Ye Tianjun's face darkened, and he took a step towards the glass wall. His powerful aura made the whole room tremble.

Zhong Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly stood aside respectfully, she knew that Ye Tianjun was really angry, and the underground boxing arena might be littered with dead bodies tonight.

"Stop, if you dare to take another step forward, we will blow your head off!"

At this time, four strong men with guns rushed in from the door, all pointing their pistols at Ye Tianjun's head, and one of the strong men shouted loudly.

"Will be drinking, is this your way of hospitality?" Ye Tianjun asked calmly.

Suddenly, the glass wall rose slowly, and a bald man about 40 years old walked out of it, with a burning cigar in his mouth, and walked in front of Ye Tianjun:
"It's the first time I've seen a courageous and insightful young boy like you, okay! If you want to know all the truth about the Ye family being wiped out, how about giving me [-] billion?"

"Money is not a problem, but so what if the information you give is not worth [-] billion?" Ye Tianjun knew that the bald man was deliberately asking a sky-high price, and wanted him to retreat in spite of the difficulties, so he asked back.

"The truth about the destruction of the Ye family is the biggest secret of the entire Dragon Kingdom in the past ten years. I believe that no one can know all the inside story except me. If you believe it, you can give me money. Turn around and leave." The bald man said forcefully.

At this time, in the next room, an old man about 60 years old, with a beard on his face, was dressed like a beggar. He was holding a gourd-shaped wine jug in his left hand, and his right hand was pointing at him through the computer monitor screen. Looking at Ye Tianjun, he asked:
"Has this kid's identity been found out?"

(End of this chapter)