I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

The girl heard the words, looked at the traffic police, and then at the pile of cars behind her. She had to trust him once, and took the three sisters back in the car.

The traffic police urged the man uneasy, and the man nodded with a smile, expressing relief, and then went back to the Lincoln car with the translator.

As soon as the green light came on, all cars started and the road resumed traffic.

Everyone had no choice but to drive away, and the Lincoln car disappeared in the traffic.

Li Chunlan in Jiang Siming's car suddenly said, "Boss, do you need to catch up?"

Jiang Siming asked a little funny and a little surprised: "How do you know I want to catch up?"

Li Chunlan smiled and said, "I know that the boss is a human, so I won't just sit back and watch."

Jiang Siming was really surprised. It was not what happened to that Lincoln car.

It's Li Chunlan's intelligence level, which seems to be really much higher.

Although the level of intelligence is certainly not as good as Xiaoxian, it is much more humane than other robots.

"Then follow up. As for the rapist, I, as a guest officer of the Heavenly Group, should also be in charge."

Jiang Si had seen through the details of the man just now and had already thought in his heart.

One LSP.

Although he is also an LSP, he is a conscientious SP, and he is not old, thank you.

And this person is the kind that is so bad that he can achieve his goal without compromise.

Jiang Siming has used mind reading to see what he is going to do with the four girls today, which is outrageous.

The funny thing is that this person has a very background. His grandfather is a member of the Kyoto Standing Committee.

The most coincident thing is that his grandfather was the one who negotiated with him on behalf of Buddhism at that time.

"It's good to have a background. I like to break my wrists with these second-generation backgrounds. By the way, he will ruin his background and see how his family is going down."

Jiang Siming muttered, with a friendly smile.

It's exciting to think about letting these all-evil upper-class people become ruined and ruined, and live miserably in the second half of their lives.

This is much more powerful than dealing with those hooligans.

Deal with the ruffians and hooligans, kill them and kill them.

But to deal with this kind of second-generation people who have needed everything from a young age, killing them would not make them lose everything.

Jiang Siming has also'cooked' many second generations in recent years, but most of them are from the second generation background abroad.

Like the salary of South Korea's Samsung, the LG family, etc.

Jiang Siming, the top second generation of China, has really never met.

After all, Jiang Siming's identity has long been famous in China, and many parents of second-generation families have long strictly ordered their children not to provoke Jiang Siming.

Therefore, Jiang Siming didn't encounter a few top second generations who were against him in China.

But it's useless not to fight against him. He met him today, and the other party is still committing crimes, so he can't just sit back and watch.

This is the basic quality of being a guest of Tianzuo.

Li Chunlan did so and immediately changed the itinerary to keep up with this extended Lincoln.

This car drove all the way out of the city, towards the direction of Yuquan Mountain Manor District.

That place is where the top families of Kyoto gather.

And it's the kind that those powerful families and commercial families are not qualified to enter.

If you are simply rich, you are not worthy of it.

Even the richest man Wang wants to go in and buy a house is an extravagant hope.

There were very few vehicles in the direction of Yuquan Mountain, and it didn't take long before only the Lincoln Extended and Jiang Siming Maybach were left.

So it was quickly discovered by the other party.

The Lincoln car stopped, and a few capable bodyguards stepped down from above, and quickly stood in front of the highway, blocking the way of Jiang Siming's car.

Both cars stopped.

One of the bodyguards came over and knocked on the window and said, "Why follow us?"

Li Chunlan replied: "We just happened to be on the way."

The bodyguard smiled disdainfully, and pointed to the license plate: "Shanghai A's car came to Kyoto? It came to Yuquan Villa? Do you think I will believe this?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Either turn around now or smash your car, and then scrap your master. Don't think that a broken Maybach can wander around in Kyoto. This is not a place for rich people to play." Threatened.

Just after speaking, the door of the Maybach opened, Jiang Siming got out of the car, smiled at him and said, "I would like to see, what kind of place is this place where people can play."

Speaking of Jiang Siming patted his car, he made a please gesture and said, "Come on, smash my car to cheer up your house owner."

When the bodyguard saw Jiang Siming, the disdain in his eyes was immediately replaced by shock.

He stammered and choked a few times, then immediately turned around and ran to the Lincoln car to report to the people in the car.

This person had just reported without a few words, and soon there was another person in the car, who was the young man wearing gold glasses just now.

The man in glasses walked quickly towards Jiang Siming, with a spring-like smile on his face.

"It's really a flood of water rushing into the Dragon King Temple. The little devil met the true king, the kid Wenzheng, and the name of the long Yangjiang. It is a great honor to see the deity today."

Speaking of this, he immediately changed his expression, and said to the bodyguard just now: "Sun Ming, come here."

"Yes, Wen Shao." The bodyguard came over immediately.

Snapped!

Wen Zheng raised his hand and slapped his face with a slap.

"Do you know what you said to President Jiang just now? You are also qualified to threaten President Jiang and not take a picture of yourself by taking a piss!"

After speaking, it was another palm.

This bodyguard only dared to lower his head, not even to hide.

Wen Zheng smiled and asked Jiang Siming again: "President Jiang, or I will just abandon his leg and vent your anger."

After that, the other bodyguards seemed to be about to do it.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. I'm not interested in asking someone to have a leg with just two sentences." Jiang Siming chuckled lightly.

"Or President Jiang is generous and admire him."

Wen Zheng said with a cold snort at Sun Ming, and said: "Although President Jiang doesn't care, as a fan of President Jiang, I still have to give this breath to President Jiang and kneel on the side of the road for me. Tomorrow I will go to work. You can get up."

"Yes, Wen Shao." Sun Ming immediately followed suit, and immediately knelt down on the side of the road, not daring to move.

With this set of operations, Wen Zheng gave Jiang Siming a lot of face, and if he was replaced by anyone, he wouldn't be able to regain his anger.

If Wen Zheng was just a dude and occasionally made a small mistake, Jiang Siming really didn't want to pursue it.

It's a pity that Jiang Siming knows all his details and the true face of this kid.

On the surface and in reality, he is completely a prince Qianqian and a well-dressed beast, no, not even a beast.

Let's put it this way, any secret thing that Wen Zheng and his family did, casually exposed, would be enough to serve ten or eight years in prison.

And the bad things they have done cumulatively, I am afraid that the life of the whole family is not enough.

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