"Mr. Jiang!"

thump!

After the people in the room left, Song Laosan knelt in front of Jiangnan and cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, I don't know Gao Desheng..."

"fine."

Jiang Nan bent down and looked at him with a smile: "Gao Desheng is Gao Desheng, you are you. Although it is a friend, you are not the same person after all!"

Such comforting words made Song Laosan feel a little relieved.

As long as you don't die, you can do anything.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. In the future, no matter whether I go to the Daoshan or go to the oil pan, I will definitely die!"

He immediately showed his loyalty.

Now even fools can see that Jiangnan has great wealth.

Moreover, he is extremely strong in his work, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes the boss of Qingcheng.

If he takes the lead first, he will definitely be able to share the cake in the future.

"Are you a joke or a truth?"

Jiang Nan leaned on the chair, crossed his legs, and looked at him with a smile.

"Truthless! I, Song Laosan, are willing to be fooled by Mr. Jiang!"

Song Laosan's heart thrust violently, and he quickly raised his head, his tone was sincere.

"Okay, I happen to have something to ask you for help."

Jiang Nan said with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, you said!"

Thinking of his friend Gao Desheng's tragic death, Song Laosan is now extremely panicked!

Today, Jiangnan has become an individual, killing people without blinking!

He was desperate to perform so that he could turn the pages of this matter.

"Actually, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Nan took out a cigarette from his arms and held it in his mouth.

"I'll do it."

Song Laosan took out the lighter from his arms tremblingly and wanted to light a cigarette.

"Don't, I won't smoke the cigarettes that are lit by the dead."

Jiang Nan smiled and refused, and Wu Youliang beside him immediately handed over the fire.

"dead……"

Hearing this sentence, Song Laosan trembled and began to think quickly.

A dead end?

Or struggling to death?

He is unwilling to give up!

No one wants to die!

"I know you are very dissatisfied and even think about killing the death."

Jiang Nan took a deep breath of cigarette and spit out the smoke: "But the Young Master Yang next to me may have already sent you on the way before you took action."

He pointed at the boy in the white suit beside him and said lightly: "Young Master Yang's ability, you have the honor to see it before you die."

Just finished speaking.

The boy in white clothes stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed it from the air!

Click!

The wine glass on the table cracked in response to the sound!

Then, it turns into powder.

Song Laosan looked at him in amazement, and suddenly collapsed on the ground like a deflated ball.

despair!

He is extremely desperate!

"We are friends. If you do this for me, I can help you take care of the whole family. Otherwise, I will only reunite you."

From beginning to end, Jiangnan always looked light and quiet.

I can't see anger or anger.

Even, it was impossible to tell that he was going to kill someone.

Just like an old friend chatting, he had decided on the life and death of Song Laosan.

"You...you said..."

Song Laosan raised his head in despair and smiled bitterly: "The disaster is not as good as his family."

"What are you saying!"

Jiang Nan stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "We are friends, aren't we supposed to do to help you take care of your family?"

"Thanks……"

Song Laosan said hoarsely.

He is unwilling to give up!

But if you are unwilling to give up, what can you do...

One person can save the whole family.

He has no choice.

"That's right, I want to let you meet my sister at a suitable time, then take a knife and kill her! Remember, your knife is fake, but the knife you give her must be extremely sharp! No matter what method you use, I want a photographer to take a picture of my sister killing you."

Jiangnan put one hand in his pocket and the other hand in a cigarette, pacing around the room.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

He stood in front of Song Laosan and asked lightly.

"Understand."

Song Laosan nodded, his face as if dead.

This is to kill someone with a knife...

"But I don't understand why you need to do this, Mr. Jiang. Wouldn't it be easier for me to kill her with one knife?"

Faced with such doubts, Jiangnan rarely answered a question for the dead: "My brother-in-law once said something to me. He said that death is the best liberation. Living is countless times more cruel than death. Do you understand?"

"Understand……"

Song Laosan nodded.

"Go back and enjoy your last night with your wife and children."

Jiang Nan waved his hand and watched Song Laosan leave.

There were only three people left in the private room.

Jiangnan, Yang Zuoxing, Wu Youliang.

"Xiao Wu."

Jiang Nan raised his head and looked at Wu Youliang standing in front of him.

The two are friends, friends with wine and meat.

Before Jiangnan was driven out of Qingcheng, he mingled with Wu Youliang and others all day long.

Now that I have taken the initiative, I find my former friend as soon as possible.

"Brother Nan, I'm listening!"

Wu Youliang is not afraid of Jiangnan.

He is a dog, a very loyal dog.

"If it's okay, look at my sister, is it appropriate to be your wife?"

Jiang Nan said with a smile.

"I dare not...how dare I catch a kiss with you..."

Wu Youliang shook his head quickly.

"It's okay, I want to put a cuckold on my brother-in-law's head. As a man, this is the most cowardly thing. I have to use it before sending my sister to prison."
To be continued...