The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

Jiang Zuojing seemed to have anticipated the result long ago, but Jiang Feng knew that this man had always been confident.

An old man who has worked hard all his life naturally has his own plans for success, and he always stands from the perspective of an observer.

"What I hope most is that you all support each other and make the Jiang family stand tall and undefeated in London and even the whole of Britain."

In the study, an old man and a young boy sat on either side of the chessboard. The old man was stroking the chess piece in his hand calmly.

Jiang Feng smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He said calmly, "They are dead."

Jiang Zuojing was slightly startled and said, "You still didn't let them go."

Jiang Feng: "They want to kill me because they have your support."

The old man’s second bottom line is that Jiang Jiaochou and Jiang Jiaoxiang take over his job. The reason is very simple. During his lifetime, they are easier to control than Jiang Feng.

Obviously, the current result is that decentralization failed, and personnel replacement failed. It is the worst result he expected, but at least he has made preparations.

The old man knew how to judge people. Jiang Feng had never treated this old man as his grandfather. Therefore, he knew that Jiang Feng would not let him go after this incident, so he kidnapped Man Yue as his last shield.

"I still remember you in the past. You were a kind-hearted child. You would feed cats and dogs if you saw them. But you didn't dare to look at people. Every time you saw me, you would tremble and shrink your eyes. At that time, I thought you were a hopeless child."

"But who could have thought that you would suddenly change your personality overnight? I remember it was all because of a dog! Jiao Chou brought his brothers and sisters to chase the dog, and when you refused, they had people beat you up, so you suddenly rebelled and killed a few people."

"I don't understand. After enduring beatings for over a decade, why did he suddenly become unable to endure it anymore? How could his mediocre skills be so brutal?"

Jiang Zuojing walked slowly to the table and took out two documents from the drawer. He put down one of them, the bloodline test.

"From this report, it seems you are a Jiang family member, but I made another one."

There was a smile in the old man's shrewd eyes. He put down another report, sat down slowly, and took a sip of tea.

Jiang Feng picked up another document and looked at it, his pupils trembling slightly:

"This other one is between you and that little girl. I'm curious, how can one person have the blood of two strangers at the same time? Who are you at the same time as Jiang Feng?"

Jiang Feng suddenly raised his dark and dead eyes, and a flash of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

But Jiang Zuojing didn't care and just looked at him with a smile. However, the scar made his expression look a little strange.

"You know, I'm not a materialist, much less an atheist. I've lived to this age and have seen the biggest storms. I just want to ask you, are you still my timid grandson?"

Jiang Feng put the document down casually and looked at him expressionlessly: "I remember that you didn't love him and let him be bullied for so many years. Is it really that important?"

"Hey!" Jiang Zuojing waved his hands. "My grandson, Jiang Zuojing, naturally cannot remain such a coward and incompetent person. I will allow him to be bullied, but I will not allow him to die."

"So, Jiang Feng's father died because of your indifference, right? You knew all along that Jiang Ren was trying to kill him, but you just let it go, waiting for them to fight and a winner would emerge."

Jiang Feng had already investigated all of this, which was why he could never respect this old man.

Jiang Zuojing: "Hehe, you're still young and don't understand! I've said before, sometimes raising a child is like raising a Gu. Not everyone can be an heir. You have to be the final winner. This is not much different from the ancient struggle for the throne."

Jiang Feng took the chess piece and put it down: Youyou said: "So I won, your other two grandsons are dead, and you are going to die too."

"I'm not afraid of death."

"Why are you arresting my people if you are not afraid of death?"

Jiang Zuojing paused, a rare look of vicissitudes on his gangster-like face: "In the beginning, it was indeed to save my life, but later it was not. I just want to ask you a few questions. I have lived this long, and it is enough."

Jiang Zuojing walked to the drawer again with his back which had never been bent in his life, gray hair and a face full of wrinkles.

Jiang Feng only took a glance and accidentally knocked over the cup of hot tea with his sleeve, wetting the documents.

He frowned, stood up, wiped himself with a tissue, threw the tissue into the trash can, and walked out of the study without hesitation.

Downstairs, half of the bodyguards had already retreated. Man Yue and Jiang Zhi knelt on the sofa, their chins resting on the backrest, watching Jiang Jiaoxiao kick over Jiang Jiaoda's wheelchair in the middle of the living room.

Jiang Jiaoda hugged her legs, her face covered in sweat and cursing in pain.

"Ah! Bitch, you dare to do this to me? I will make you regret it and tear you into pieces."

"You're so noisy."

Jiang Jiaoxiao squatted down and grabbed her hair. Seeing her painful expression, he felt very happy.

Jiang Jiaoda: "When my elder and second brothers come, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death."

"They're all dead. I killed them all with my own hands." Jiang Jiaoxiao punctured her ridiculous fantasy without hesitation. As her face paled, he continued, "The father in your hospital who's in a vegetative state also died. I pulled out the oxygen tube myself."

"How dare you?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Jiang Jiaoxiao laughed, "He violated me, and you said it was my fault. You beat me, scolded me, and tortured me, and that was also my fault."

"You poured water all over me, and your second brother just glanced at me twice, and you said I was a slut and seduced him. Now what? I killed them, so what am I?"

Jiang Jiaoda spat at her: "Bah! You are just a dog that my father picked up."

Jiang Jiaoxiao: "So now this dog is going to bite its owner to death."

Without hesitation, she took out a pistol from her waist and fired several bullets at her legs.

Jiang Jiaoda's expression was twisted with pain, and she was holding her legs and could no longer scream.

Jiang Zhi had heard a lot about this since he was a child, but this was the first time he had seen such a scene. He was shocked for a moment, and his expression of watching the melon froze instantly. He grabbed Man Yue's arm unconsciously with force.

Man Yue was pinched by him and it hurt. She pushed him away and said, "Pinch your own."

Jiang Zhi hugged her arms: "I'm sorry."

Man Yue: “Release.”

Jiang Zhi: “No”

In the center of the living room.

Jiang Jiaoxiao stood up and looked down at the disheveled figure on the ground. "I won't kill you, I will torture you, just like I have done to me for the past ten years. I will repay you double for what you have done to me."

He waved his hand, and immediately two people came forward and dragged the person away.

Jiang Feng came down from upstairs at this time, and his eyes lingered on Man Yue and Jiang Zhi for a few seconds.

"How's it going? Is everything settled?"

"It's all taken care of."

"Well, I'll go up and collect the old man's body later."

Jiang Feng looked at the orange that Man Yue was peeling. The moment he finished speaking, a gunshot was suddenly heard from upstairs.

Jiang Feng ignored her, walked over, took the orange from Man Yue's hand and started peeling it.