Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 94 Jiang Ye is in real fragrance again today 25
The screams mixed with the screams tormented Lan Shuang's ears, and she felt that her eardrums were about to be pierced.

She grabbed Jiang Han's hand irritably, Jiang Han froze for a moment, then felt Lan Shuang's slightly cool hand holding his own, and shot at it.

"boom--"

There was another gunshot, everyone was stunned for a moment, Lan Shuang took this opportunity to say coldly: "Shut up, don't make noise."

Everyone looked at her in shock, but they didn't dare to make a sound, they didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that a bullet would hit them in the next moment.

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, let go of his hand and handed the gun to Lan Shuang, and crossed his hands on his thighs, "You are looking for someone to kill me, I see it for the sake of a surname, please forgive me this time, just Injure your two legs, if there is another time, these two bullets will penetrate your heart and head."

After he finished speaking, he slowly swept across the faces of everyone present, and stood up calmly, the sense of oppression unfolded instantly, and everyone held their breath slightly.

Mr. Jiang was still leaning on the sofa to lose his breath, ignoring Second Uncle Jiang's screams, and only said, "You deserve it, you deserve it, you deserve it."

Jiang Han said: "From now on, I will still be the only person at the helm of the Jiang family. I will give you the opportunity to work in the company not because of your outstanding ability, but because your surname is Jiang. Don't forget, when the Jiang family It almost fell under your hands, but I took over the mess and expanded the territory little by little, so that the Jiang family came to where it is today."

If he didn't mention this past, this group of people who were drunk all day long almost forgot. Now that the fig leaf was uncovered, everyone's faces were ugly, as if they had taken rat poison.

"I have worked hard for ten years before I got where I am today. Therefore, I can't give up my country. If you want to grab it, okay, come if you are not afraid of death. If you are afraid of death, just take it honestly." Money shut up."

"It doesn't matter if you forget what I was like back then. I can have someone print it out and stick it on your bedside so that you can read it twice a day until you find out where you are. Do you understand?"

His sharp gaze came with a strong sense of oppression, and everyone dared not look at him, and looked away one after another. Jiang Han sneered, turned around and took Lan Shuang's hand: "Go, go home."

When passing by Mr. Jiang, Jiang Han's attitude was a little more respectful, and he said to the old man, "I'll go first, take care of yourself."

Old Man Jiang's eyes fell on Lan Shuang and he paused, Lan Shuang smiled at him, the old man hesitated for a moment and then nodded in relief: "Go."

Jiang Han took Lan Shuang and walked away without looking at Second Uncle Jiang who was writhing like a maggot on the ground.

Out of the brightly lit hall, Lan Shuang's eyes suddenly darkened. She felt a little uncomfortable, and after looking at it for a long time, she still felt that it was pitch black. rushed towards the bottom.

Qi Yuan, who was walking behind, was about to reach out when he saw this, and was about to touch Lan Shuang's arm. Wen Yan pulled him back, and Qi Yuan looked at him in a daze: "You—"

Wen Yan raised her finger and stuck it to her lips: "Shh."

Qi Yuan: "???"

He looked at Wen Yan blankly, then Wen Yan pointed to the front, and when Lan Shuang was about to fall, Jiang Han suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged Lan Shuang into his arms.

Lan Shuang bumped into his arms, her nose was sore, Jiang Han asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Lan Shuang rubbed her nose, and said in a low voice, "The heel of my shoe was knocked just now, and I couldn't stand firmly."

As she said that, she was about to leave Jiang Han's arms, "It's okay, I can see this time."

Jiang Han stared at her for a moment, let go of her waist, but held her wrist when he retracted it, Lan Shuang looked at him suspiciously: "Master Jiang?"

"The play is not over yet, I will lead you away."

He said it without changing his face, with a dignified uprightness, as if it was true.

Lan Shuang could feel the warmth of his palm.

Smiling, she nodded: "You have to do a full set of acting, so let's go."

Under the cover of darkness, Jiang Han curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

After getting in the car, Lan Shuang yawned, and Jiang Han turned to look at her: "Sleepy?"

Lan Shuang nodded: "Well, I didn't feel it when I was inside, but now I feel sleepy when I relax."

"Don't you feel scared?" Jiang Han didn't know what kind of psychology he had, so he suddenly asked.

Lan Shuang turned her head to look at him. From time to time, light from street lamps came in from outside and fell on Jiang Han's side face. The cut between light and darkness made his outline even more three-dimensional and deep.

The deep depressions in the eyebrows and eyes seem to carry an indescribable affection.

Lan Shuang was fascinated by it for a moment and didn't speak.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

Seeing him approaching, Lan Shuang immediately came back to her senses and cleared her throat: "What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't seen you killing people everywhere. What's there to be afraid of?"

"I'm not talking about that," Jiang Han sat up straight, his eyes fell on the front fender, and he said in an inexplicable tone: "I'm so cruel to my relatives, my biological parents, aren't you afraid?"

Lan Shuang crossed her legs, leaned back on the car seat, found a comfortable position for herself, sighed and said, "Love and hate don't come out of thin air. No one hates their parents from birth. There must be something in it." There are reasons I don't know, so I'm not in a position to comment until I know the whole truth."

Jiang Han didn't expect her to say that. He didn't comfort, ask, or pretend to empathize. He just stated his point of view calmly and almost indifferently.

But somehow, he still felt quite comfortable.

He looked at it and suddenly laughed, "Well, I shouldn't ask you that, it's also embarrassing for you."

Lan Shuang turned her head to look at him: "When you are willing to tell me the whole truth, I will tell you what I think."

She thought for a while and said, "But now I have a separate problem."

"Huh?" Jiang Han said lightly.

"Did Jin Bin participate in the cruise ship assassination last time?" Lan Shuang's eyes flickered in the projection of the passing street lamp.

Jiang Han didn't move, "Why do you ask that?"

"The cruise ship belongs to him. He doesn't know that there are so many killers on board. I think it's a little funny."

Lan Shuang made no secret of her malice towards Jin Bin: "This man is very cunning, did he look for you after your accident?"

Jiang Han pondered for a moment, but didn't speak.

Lan Shuang reminded at the right time: "I think it's best to check him, I always think he's unreliable."

"I will let people pay attention." Jiang Han: "You hate him?"

"Of course," Lan Shuang asked back with a smile: "Is it surprising that I don't hate him? He tricked my ex-boyfriend into gambling, and tried every means to trick me there. As a result, I couldn't go back home, and my academic relationship was ruined." , I shouldn't hate him? It's better that he has something to do with your assassination, I wish he could never turn over. "

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