The fire is burning.

Liu Tong and his two men watched as the piles of dollars burned to pieces!

That's $100 million, or more than seven hundred million!

Even the wealthy families in the first-tier cities in Gyeonggi Province have only about one billion yuan in property!

The amount of time a cigarette is equivalent to burning half of the wealthy family!

But for Jiang Beichen, this billion US dollars is just the stolen money from drug dealers!

No pain at all.

Jiang Beichen looked at the flames with a silent expression, remembering the scenes of his childhood.

My father worked hard to make money in order to be recognized by the Zhang family and wanted to reunite with his mother all the time.

But my father never said this about these things, just to endure loneliness silently and work hard forever with vitality.

But……

Father forgot!

Class has existed since ancient times.

Most people have been defined since birth, and only a very small number of people can change their destiny.

Even if my father is a business genius with great talent, it is too difficult to compete with the aristocratic families in the Jingjin area.

After all, the aristocratic families have achieved success through the efforts of generations.

People look down on you from the bottom of their hearts!

But my father still worked hard and led him to work hard in the sea of ​​clouds and break out his own world.

However, the Ma family just moved their fingers, and everything that his father worked hard disappeared.

Even he was almost sunk into the river.

If it weren't for the appearance of his foster father Fang Jichen, he would have been a wisp of white bones at the bottom of the river at this moment.

Where did Jiangjun Gate come from today!

But, then break it and then stand up, and resurrect from the dead!

Now, he is Jiang Junmen!

The legendary military career is his fortune and his night grass!

He continued his father's life and changed his destiny!

"Zhang Family, my father is not worthy of your aristocratic race?"

"Then I, Jiang Beichen, are you worthy of it!"

"Ma Family, you regard my father and son as ants. I will finally see you trembling under my feet!" Jiang Beichen's eyes were thundering with raging flames, and an unspeakable aura rushed into the sky.

Liu Tong and the other two were frightened.

Damn, who is this person?

That murderous aura is even more terrifying than the wealthy wolf and the tiger!

Coupled with the feat of burning 100 million US dollars, it is really terrifying.

Even the children of the aristocratic race have never seen such an arrogant person.

He suddenly realized that this man could not afford to offend him!

Skip away!

"Dare to leave?"

Zhao Qun naturally noticed Liu Tong's actions and couldn't help but snorted.

"How is it?" Liu Tong shouted with a tough bullet. "I am from the Zhang family, how dare you..."

"Drag it out, break your limbs, and pull out your tongue!" Jiang Beichen said coldly.

How dare the grandson of a butler be so arrogant?

Insulting his mother.

Saving a life is a great gift!

Amid wailing.

Liu Tong and his three subordinates were dragged out.

"The military gate, the brothers found out that an hour later, there will be an auction in Linyuan Building, and there will be an auction of the collection of a mistress. It is an oil painting called "Donkey King"!"

After worshiping, Zhao Qun suddenly reported the news.

"Mother's relic?" Jiang Beichen frowned.

Zhao Qun nodded quickly: "Yes, this painting was customized by the Mission's famous Italian master Robin during his lifetime. It is his favorite work during his lifetime!"

"Robin?"

Jiang Beichen nodded. He was one of the most valuable painters in contemporary Italy. His random work would be worth more than 20 million yuan.

"Then let's go to Linyuan Building!"

Looking at the paper ash that was gradually burning out, Jiang Beichen said lightly.

Half an hour later.

In front of the main hall of Linyuan Building.

Jiang Beichen has a tall figure, sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and a big cloak just over his knees. He has a very distinct temperament, like a warlord young marshal and a handsome young man!

The beauty passing by couldn't help but look at her side. Even in the capital, it was rare to have such an unparalleled person.

Very rare!

At this time, Jiang Beichen did not care about many gazes, but just looked up and stared at the Linyuan Building, the tallest building in the capital.

It is said that this was once my mother's office building.

To this day, the two big words "Sichen" are still placed on the rooftop platform on the roof.

Jiang Beichen stared at him in the cold wind for a long time.

The tiger's eyes are slightly red.

Sichen... Sichen...

The meaning is obvious.

Even though the mother and son cannot meet each other, the mother still missed her son who was separated from her in the cradle.

It's a pity...

Now Sichen has become Zhou Yunyun's private property, and today, she is here again, holding an event blatantly!

"Zhou Yunyun, you are enjoying everything you have taken from my mother with peace of mind. Doesn't your conscience really hurt?" Jiang Beichen trembled slightly between his fingers and took a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, he walked towards the main hall with great strides!

"Sir, today is a private auction held by our President Zhou. If there is no invitation, you cannot go in!"

The security guard at the door stopped Jiang Beichen and Zhao Qun.

"Invitation?" Jiang Beichen smiled coldly.

"I came for murder, why do I need invitations!"

After saying that, Zhao Qun suddenly stepped forward, and a wolves and tiger aura burst out. Two security personnel flew backwards and smashed the two glass doors next to them.

The guests passing by were all shocked!

Who is this man who dares to play wild in Linyuan Building?

You know, Linyuan Building is Zhou Yunyun's private territory. Zhou Yunyun has the support of four great families behind her. It is so great that she is so unwilling to think about it. How dare she touch Zhou Yunyun's disciple?

Hulala!

In a blink of an eye, all the security forces in Linyuan Building were concentrated in front of the main hall.

Dozens of men in black, holding electric batons, glaring at them.

"stop!"

At this moment, a woman from a distance came slowly while squeaking her high heels.

A long and flowing curly hair was draped over her shoulders, and her eyes with her eyelids flashed with autumn waves that made the men crazy. The melon-shaped face was covered with a light makeup, and her eyeshadowed with just the right eye shadow. The red lips of Shui Shui were charming. The low-cut clothes exposed her pair of Jesus' breasts, making the men passing by unable to help but look at them.

"Miss!"

The security guards bowed together.

This woman, Zhou Yunyun's niece, Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian inherited her aunt's long-sleeved dance skills and is now also a famous socialite in Gyeonggi. It is said that many wealthy young men were fascinated by her.
To be continued...