Frog has become a sperm

"It's my fault." Nan Zheng apologized lightly.

Mr. Jiang looked a little better, but the next moment...

Nan Zheng bowed slightly: "I should call you Mrs. Jiang."

Mr. Jiang's complexion darkened again visibly with the naked eye.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly dropped to freezing point, and it was very stiff, but no one dared to make a noise. This is a private matter between the two great families, the Nan family and the Jiang family. They couldn't feel that it wasn't lively enough, so they added fuel to the fire, and some even backed away secretly, trying to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible, because they were afraid that the city gate would catch fire and the fish in the pond would be hurt.

"Nanzheng, you don't need to recognize our two uncles, but you don't even recognize your grandfather. You have misunderstood us all these years. For your mother's sake, we don't care about you. Now it seems that it's true. It was a mistake, it should be..."

"Shouldn't you have no scruples to immerse me in that shipwreck eight years ago, the best way to kill the grass?" Nan Zheng continued slowly.

But this sentence, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shocked everyone present and gasped, and looked at each other, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

No one knew about the tragedy that happened to the Nan family eight years ago. Judging from the slightest bit revealed by the head of the Nan family, what happened back then was not an accident, but was caused by human beings, or even by the Jiang family.

Nan Zheng didn't come here for a banquet at all, and of course it wasn't a Hongmen banquet.

His merciless suppression of Jiang's family in all aspects finally made Jiang Er and Jiang San unable to sit still. The two of them are not powerful people. When the boss of the Jiang family is around, the management company can let them eat at ease. However, the two of them were still restless at that time, and kept jumping up and down trying to win more shares in the company.

When Boss Jiang severed ties with the Jiang family, everything would fall to the second son Jiang, and the third son Jiang also gained a lot, but from that moment on, the Jiang family has been fighting to the death.

Until Nanzheng made a thunderous move, Jiang's second son Jiang Laosan couldn't hold back, and began to look for Mr. Jiang, hoping to play the emotional card from Nanzheng.

Just, is it possible?

Now that they have come, and they have come to this point, Nan Zheng will no longer be tricky.

Zhao Qin was prompted and acted immediately.

A group of bodyguards poured in from the outside, not the bodyguards of the Jiang family, but people brought by Nan Zheng.

"Nanzheng, what exactly are you trying to do?" Jiang Erye had a bad intuition, so he wanted to ask someone to stop him, but after sweeping around, he found that the people on his side were actually controlled.

Nan Zheng came prepared.

Little Green watched this development with wide eyes.

In fact, he also knew that it was not easy for Nan Zheng to come here today, but judging from the present, the scene was bigger than he imagined.

"Go to Cheng Jin and ask him to take you to eat something." Nan Zheng whispered to Xiaolu when his own people were acting.

How could he eat at a time like this.

Little Green's little heart twitched, and then became sore again.

He held Nan Zheng's hand behind his back and leaned his head on his shoulder: "I'm not hungry." He wanted to follow Ahma.

Nan Zheng smiled and didn't mention the matter of letting him leave.

Zhao Qin and the others acted very quickly. Before Mr. Jiang called another group of security guards, they hung a display screen on the front wall of the hall. After Zhao Qin connected the computer, the display screen was still on. Expand the screen.

After Nanzheng saw the picture, his eyes were fixed on it, his body didn't move, he just held Xiaolu's hand even tighter.

After feeling Nanzheng's slightly turbulent emotions, Xiaolu held his hand tightly with both hands, and a layer of light blue light was mobilized on her body, spreading from their tightly clasped hands to Nanzheng, comforting him. watching his emotions.

After Xiaolu discovered that her power was effective for Nan Zheng, she often began to use her power to smooth Nan Zheng and calm down the hostility in his body.

He didn't know the source of the hostility in Nanzheng's body, but since his power was effective for Nanzheng, Xiaolu didn't mind the hard work at all. Of course, it wasn't hard work for him, on the contrary it was There are also benefits.

Let his strength seem to grow more steadily.

"Guests, please be calm and calm."

Zhao Qin stood up and began to be the commentator.

"Nanzheng!" Jiang Erye and Jiang Sanye wanted to stop him.

But it was blocked by a few people who appeared again.

It was clearly the Jiang family's birthday banquet, but Nanzheng was clearly controlling the audience.

With such a big commotion, other wealthy people in this scene started making noises, and some even wanted to run away.

"Don't worry, everyone. We just want you to see this scene, and we will definitely not hurt you. After this matter is over, Nan's company will personally come to apologize on behalf of the owner, Mr. Nan Zheng, and prepare a generous compensation."

Patriarch Nan's apology.

The eyes of the caring people flickered, and they all stopped. Anyway, in broad daylight, people can't kill people. This incident is obviously aimed at the Jiang family, and they are witnesses to watch the excitement.

"Everyone here, gentlemen and ladies, what you are seeing on the big screen is a fragment of what happened when the previous head and wife of the Nan family died eight years ago."

There was another uproar of shock.

"Stop." Mr. Jiang, who had not moved all this time, stood up on crutches, staring at Nan Zheng coldly.

Zhao Qin paused and looked at Nan Zheng.

Nan Zheng was unmoved.

Zhao Qin understood and continued with his current duties.

"Ahem, cough, Nanzheng, you want to piss me off to death, you have the face to do this to your dead mother..."

"Grandpa, I think you don't have the face to go down and meet people."

Before Nanzheng could speak, Xiaolu stood out with her chest out.

He could tell that this old man was very bad, he was fine just now, and now he coughed, he must want to rely on his old man to make people sympathize with him, such a person must expose him.

Mr. Jiang was blocked for a while, his cough stopped, and then he became even more angry, pointing at Xiaolu with his crutch: "Israel's servant, it's your turn to talk."

Israel servant?

Xiaolu didn't quite understand this sentence, so she raised her eyes to look at Nanzheng.

Nan Zheng thought he felt aggrieved, his eyes became colder, and he raised his hand and waved away the crutch pointed at him.

"Master Jiang, if you have anything to say, it's not too late for you to say it after reading these."

Mr. Jiang seemed to have been hit by something this time, and he was about to collapse in the future.

Second Master Jiang, struggling to break free from the restraints of the bodyguards, dragged Laozi, glared at Nanzheng, and gritted his teeth: "Nanzheng, don't go too far. Your grandfather is not in good health. Now we have to go to the hospital immediately."

At the right time, old man Jiang started coughing violently and couldn't breathe.

Xiaolu curled her lips: "It's very fake."

"Little bastard." Second Master Jiang was angry.

Xiaolu gave him a hard look, but Second Master Jiang didn't dare to do anything other than speak.

Nan Zheng said: "The family doctor is outside, let him come in and take a good look at Mrs. Jiang."

Second Master Jiang: "...you're deceiving people too much."

Mr. Jiang was stopped there, but he still hadn't given up. He shouted at the top of his voice and asked someone to tear off the screen.

But besides the Jiang family's bodyguards, the key point is that their bodyguards are not as many as Nan Zheng brought. As for the others, they dare not get involved in the battle of the rich.

The screen transitions on the big screen changed, and everyone's eyes turned to it.

Second Master Jiang's complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to stop him in panic, but the two people in front of him were strictly guarding him and had no chance at all.

The Nan family couple died in a shipwreck eight years ago. At that time, the whole ship was not salvaged, only sporadic debris.

Now that the image of the truth about the shipwreck eight years ago came out, they were very skeptical, but when they saw a middle-aged couple with a lot of temperament, they stopped talking. It was indeed the previous head of the Nan family and his wife. , Looking at the surrounding scenes, it is indeed on the wrecked ship.

The picture of the video is not very clear, but everything can be seen clearly, as well as the voice of the voice inside.

The Nan couple was talking to someone about business, and then there was an argument, followed by a 'bang' gunshot.

The screen is dark.

Xiaolu held Nan Zheng's hand tightly.

Nan Zheng glanced at him: "I'm fine."

From this one alone, it can be seen that the Nan family couple did not die in a shipwreck at all, but were killed by others.

The entire hall of the Jiang family villa was extremely quiet, and everyone almost held their breath, staring at the black screen.

Seeing this, Zhao Qin tapped the computer in his hand.

The black screen changed again, and the picture was frozen on the ground, only a few pairs of shoes, and the crying and screaming of a woman could be seen.

"Take care of this." A strange voice that had never appeared before.

The screen turned again, the corpse was taken away, and the woman's crying gradually faded away.

In the end, the picture flickers and freezes. There are people walking in the picture, and a figure enters the mirror.

The screen freezes, suspends that face, and zooms in to show it to everyone.

Jiang Sanye stared at the screen with his mouth wide open, but couldn't make any sound out of his eyes.

The expressions of everyone present were astonished beyond description.

Only Nan Zheng and his party looked as usual.

After Xiaolu saw the person on the screen clearly, she wasn't too surprised, which was beyond reason and expected.

"Old man, old man!"

The butler of the Jiang family shouted.

It turned out that Mr. Jiang passed out.

Nan Zheng's mouth curled into a sneer.

"Are you dizzy now? I don't know if you really fainted back then."

His voice was not loud, and he seemed to be speaking for Mr. Jiang who passed out, and he seemed to be speaking for himself.

"Then do you want to call a doctor?" Xiaolu had nothing else to do, he was just afraid that Mrs. Jiang would really push her over, and that would be bad for Nanzheng.

"No need."

Second Master Jiang, who was holding Mr. Jiang in his arms, closed his eyes fiercely after seeing the final freeze frame on the screen. When he opened them again, his eyes were red with a trace of fear and despair in the depths.

without him...

The person on the screen, although it has been eight years, is still ready to be recognized, it is his appearance.

Eight years ago, he appeared on the wrecked ship of the Nan family couple, and with the previous series of scenes, he couldn't escape this time.

"You are so cruel." Second Master Jiang put down Old Master Jiang, and slowly faced Xiang Nanzheng.

"For so many years, you have never given up."

"Second brother." Jiang Sanye has no one to stop him now, he ran over, but he didn't know what to say.

Second Master Jiang ignored him and continued to look at Nan Zheng.

Nan Zheng didn't even give them a single glance.

The purpose of coming here today has been achieved, and the next step is their punishment.

Seeing that Nan Zheng was about to leave, Second Master Jiang wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Zhao Qin and he shouted.

"Nan Zheng, did you know from the beginning that you have been waiting for this day all these years?"

Nan Zheng led Xiao Lu out of the Jiang family's old house, turning a deaf ear to the heart-piercing roar behind him.

"Ah..." Xiaolu didn't speak until she got back to the car, "Don't be sad."

"never mind."

Nan Zheng hugged him into his arms, resting his chin on the top of Xiao Lu's head, rubbing him lightly to calm down his turbulent mood.