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However, for a moment, the middle-aged rich businessman did not remember that this old man was the only one who was the Jiang family.

It was also the only executor and ruler of the Jiang family once.

Ten years ago, the old man of the Jiang family slowly abdicated and slowly handed over the execution power of the Jiang family to his grandson, Jiang Xingzhou.

at the same time.

The old man of the Jiang family has also come down with He Licun's figure.

It hasn't been such a grand banquet for more than 20 years.

Mr. Jiang stood on the stairs of the spiral stairs, looked at the banquet hall that was slowly becoming lively below, and sighed: "Boy Li Cun, our two families have been in constant conflict over the years. Although I have always had opinions about your He family, I will not object to you and Pianzhi."

"But, do people in your family know about you being with my granddaughter?"

Mr. Jiang changed his mind and stared at He Licun straight to the point: "I can't see my granddaughter suffering even a little grievance. If the people in your family dare to have any objections to my granddaughter, I will not spare you."

He Licun nodded: "Grandpa, don't worry, I can make the decision on my marriage. As long as Pianzhi is willing to marry me, I can welcome her into the door at any time with the highest wedding standards."

He Licun's tone was serious.

Mr. Jiang was very satisfied with his answer. The solemn on his face changed and he smiled and patted He Licun on the shoulder: "You boy, you say so nicely, don't let me down."

He Licun looked serious: "No."

As soon as the words fell.

Under the spiral stairs, a figure was already walking up.

Caster sneered and stared at He Licun's direction: "Young man, we're meeting again."

"I'll give you 500,000 euros and leave the eldest lady of the Jiang family."

"Or, choose to offend me the Walton family completely."

Custer's tone was cold. He swept over Mr. Jiang beside He Licun: "Old man, what are you looking at? It's nothing to do with you, get out of here!"

Mr. Jiang frowned: "?"

If he dared to let him get out on the territory of their Jiang family, the first white young man in front of him was the first.

He Licun's face also turned cold: "Apology."

Custer smiled and laughed, "Apologize? To whom? Apologize to this old man, or to you?"

He Licun said word by word: "Apologize to grandpa."

Custer's smile became even more presumptuous.

It turns out that this old man is this little-faced grandfather.

Then he is even less afraid of offending others.

Caster stepped forward and patted Mr. Jiang on the shoulder hard: "Old man, your grandson offended me. Since he doesn't get out, I can only be sorry."

Mr. Jiang's face was extremely gloomy.

It has been so many years since no one dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

Just as Caster's palm was slapped at Mr. Jiang's shoulder again.

He Licun had a cold face and pinched his wrist.

Custer was stunned, and his face became even more gloomy and cold: "Little white-faced, let go of your humble hands and don't force me to do it!"

His words just fell.

With a click.

The sound of bones being crisp and shattered was heard.

Custer's eyes were completely stunned.

Just now, he didn't even see clearly how this little guy did it.

His arm was broken.

The severe pain made his already pale face turn into paper color: "You dare to touch me, and you are looking for death!"

Caster finally came to his senses, his face turned sinister, and his intact palm grabbed He Licun's neck.

However, he overestimated himself and underestimated He Licun.

His palm had not even touched the corner of He Licun's clothes.

He Licun kicked at the bend of his knee.

Cast was uncontrollably kneeling in front of Mr. Jiang.

He Licun's eyes were cold: "Apology."

During the whole process, He Licun was calm and calm, as if he was effortless, he had to kill one of Custer's arms, and also let him kneel down.

This kind of humiliation was never suffered by Custer, who was born with a golden spoon in his childhood.

His face had turned into a pig's liver and he roared angrily: "You are looking for death!"

He pulled out the Swiss army knife he carried with him. He had even forgotten that this was the territory of the Jiang family and stabbed directly in the direction in front of him.

Humiliation made him completely lose his mind.

He only knew that he wanted this little guy to die now!!

He didn't even know if it was this old man or this little white man.

However, it doesn't matter who it is to him.

They all died after he suffered such a great humiliation!!!

The knife hasn't stabbed yet.

The security staff in the hotel lobby finally noticed the movement at the stairs.

The security officer looked shocked: "Mr. Jiang is in danger!!"

"Everyone obeys the order! Protect Mr. Jiang's safety immediately!!"

Hearing the roar of security personnel.

The guests in the hall were in chaos at this moment.

"Where is the assassin?"

"Look! The assassin takes Mr. Jiang hostage!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Quick! Go and catch the assassin!"

In the hall, it became extremely chaotic for a moment.

Shen Pianzhi and others have also noticed the movement at the spiral staircase.

When he saw Cast stabbing Mr. Jiang with a knife, Shen Pianzhi's pupils shrank violently: "Grandpa!"

Jiang Jingyu heard the sound and had already seen the scene of the spiral staircase. Her face changed drastically and she screamed: ""

Go and protect the old man! Now!"

hall.

corner.

The face of the middle-aged rich businessman has turned pale.

Mr. Jiang?

That old man turned out to be Mr. Jiang?!

Didn’t Mr. Jiang be critically ill a few years ago? How could he be...

The middle-aged rich businessman watched the knife in his son's hand stab in the direction of Mr. Jiang, and his face was pale as pale as paper.

It's over.

Everything is over.

As everyone stares at the thrilling scene of the stairs.

He Licun's expression did not fluctuate at all. Before Custer's knife fell, he kicked the young man directly.

Caster's hideous expression almost frozen on his face, and his body rolled down the stairs.

soon.

The security personnel on the first floor quickly took action and directly subdued Custer to the ground.

Zhao Lingfei, who was following behind, looked cold and rushed forward: "Master He, are you okay?"

He Licun pursed his lips and did not answer Zhao Lingfei's words. He stared at the direction of the first floor with a bad expression: "Take him down."

"yes!"
To be continued...