Chapter 661 Have a Pleasant Journey

While Ye Tianlong was serving Lin Chenxue some porridge, the Jin family garden far away in Kunjiang was making frightening noises.

The splintered mahogany chairs, broken exquisite porcelain bottles, overturned sofas on the ground, and torn thick curtains were in a mess.

The entire hall looked like it had just been ransacked by robbers.

Seven or eight servants stood far away, not daring to speak. Next to them, there were five or six bodyguards who came over after hearing the noise, and they were also silent.

The eyes of these servants and guards were the same, full of fear and uneasiness like frightened little rabbits.

"Ye Tianlong, I will fuck your eighteenth generation ancestor!"

Jin Zhenyue, whose eyes were red, went crazy, and the consequences were serious: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Jin Zhenyue not only knew that Ye Tianlong had escaped Sangchai's attack, but also received news that he had fled back to Mingjiang overnight, making the revenge of losing his son even more difficult.

He was used to having things go smoothly, and he always believed that the world was under his control. If anyone wanted to die at the third watch, he would never survive until the fifth watch.

But he didn't expect that in just two days, he fell from the sky to the ground. Not only did his son die, he also faced police suppression and a special task force investigation.

Even Ye Tianlong, who wanted to kill him, escaped Sangchai's suicide attack. The gunmen sent to deal with Fu Guanwai were also wiped out.

The Jin family was also involved in the whirlpool of gunmen.

Jin Zhenyue's outburst today was far more violent than any time in the past, because he even kicked his favorite woman severely.

Everyone looked at Jin Zhenyue going crazy and remained silent.

The guards of the Jin family were a little surprised. Although Jin Zhenyue had been in a bad mood for the past two days, there was no sign of irritability, and he was more gloomy.

But after receiving a phone call tonight, he suddenly became furious, as if someone had stabbed him with a fire stick.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound of glass, the goldfish tank shattered, water splashed, and the goldfish fell to the ground and struggled.

However, Jin Zhenyue, who was splashed all over his face by water, suddenly came to his senses. He tugged on his collar, exhaled a long breath and pulled up a chair.

Then he sat down.

Wang Jinxin came over from outside, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and placed it in front of Jin Zhenyue: "Mr. Jin, drink a glass of water."

Jin Zhenyue took it and drank it in one gulp: "Damn it! Ye Tianlong, bastard, I want to kill him, kill him!"

"Mr. Jin, you can't be too hasty. It's best to take your time now."

Wang Jinxin stood next to Jin Zhenyue: "Master Jin's funeral, the police investigation, and the revenge of wealthy officials are all urgent."

"I suggest that you don't think about killing Ye Tianlong for the time being. Finish the matter at hand and let the situation stabilize. It won't be too late for us to take revenge."

There was a murderous look on his face: "As long as we survive this storm, squeezing Ye Tianlong to death in the future will be like squeezing to death an ant."

"Like squeezing an ant to death?"

Jin Zhenyue snorted coldly and threw the cup away: "Ye Tianlong is so easy to kill, can he escape Sangchai's attack?"

"I'll give you 30 million. No matter what method you use, or if you trade with the human-slaying demon again, in short, I want Ye Tianlong's head."

"Ji Qi will be buried in seven days. At that time, I hope to use Ye Tianlong as a sacrifice. If his head is not available, then you will be buried with him."

Wang Jinxin's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he whispered: "Mr. Jin, the police are keeping a close watch now, and rich officials may also retaliate. Let's..."

"Don't tell me whether you have these things or not. I don't care what the situation is. I just want Ye Tianlong to die."

Jin Zhenyue's eyes widened invisibly: "Besides, why are the police and wealthy people looking at me?"

"The one who bombed the police station was a human killer. All the gunmen except the rich man are dead. Who can testify against me?"

He exhaled a long breath and stood up unsteadily: "Remember, 30 million, seven days, I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die."

"I'm going to watch the funeral in front of Guiqi's coffin, Wang Jinxin, you'd better not let me down."

The corner of Wang Jinxin's mouth twitched, and finally he lowered his head and said, "Understood."

Jin Zhenyue snorted: "It's good to know."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the side hall, but after taking a few steps, his body swayed, he felt dizzy, his steps were shaky, and he felt stuffy.

"Mr. Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Upon seeing this, Wang Jinxin hurriedly stepped forward to support Jin Zhenyue, and asked with a caring look: "Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital."

Jin Zhenyue didn't want to call a doctor at first, but for some reason, his heart felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick, and his head was very dizzy. He finally nodded:

"I won't go to the hospital. It's so chaotic outside now. It's too risky to go out."

He coughed lightly: "Go and ask the doctor to come over and check me to see if I have another heart attack."

He felt that he was in some physical condition now. It was probably because he hadn't slept well in the past two days, which caused all kinds of old problems to appear.

Jin Zhenyue didn't want to have such bad luck seeing the doctor, but for health reasons, he still asked Wang Jinxin to make arrangements.

Wang Jinxin replied respectfully: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away. Mr. Jin, I'll help you go to bed and lie down for a while."

He quickly helped Jin Zhenyue into the bedroom to rest. In order to let Jin Zhenyue sleep more peacefully, he also sent all the servants and guards to the front yard...

"Um……"

He didn't know how long he had slept, but Jin Zhenyue felt a coldness on his face and woke up with a jolt. He touched a handful and found that it was liquid.

But this liquid has a hint of potion.

Jin Zhenyue tried to open his eyes and moved his gaze from his hand to the side. He saw a man in a white coat holding a syringe and adjusting it.

The liquid on the needle tip shot out in the light, then fell and flew...

It turned out to be a doctor!

Jin Zhenyue felt relieved, but at the same time he was angry that Wang Jinxin was unreliable. Why did he let the doctor disturb his sleep? He should have waited for him to wake up to see a doctor.

"You——"

Jin Zhenyue was about to scold, but suddenly his eyes widened like a gong. He recognized who this doctor was:

Rich man!

He wanted to shout but found that he couldn't make a series of sounds. His throat was burning and uncomfortable. He wanted to struggle but didn't have enough strength to support it...

"Hello, Mr. Jin, nice to meet you."

Fu Yuanwai smiled and patted his chest, then said softly: "Old friend, I'll send you off this time, I'll do it myself."

He put the syringe close to Jin Zhenyue's heart: "The new drug I developed is called hibernation. It slows down the heartbeat and can make people appear dead for three days."

"After three days, inject the antidote Chunxiao again, and the person will come back to life."

"However, I didn't bring the antidote this time. In fact, you don't need the antidote."

Fu Yuanwai's smile was very gloomy: "If you die for three days, how can your family not bury you?"

Jin Zhenyue's face changed drastically, his eyes There was still a trace of fear, this was going to bury him alive, he babbled: "You——"

"I am a person who will never let go of any grudge."

Fu Yuanwai smiled, his eyes became a little gloomy: "You made a deal with the butcher demon, you want my life, I naturally can't let you stay."

"If you didn't join forces with the butcher demon to deal with me, why would I come to see you off tonight? After all, we have some friendship."

He was gentle and elegant like a doctor: "Today's situation is your own fault, you really can't blame me."

"Fu Yuanwai, I treated you well..."

Jin Zhenyue squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "If it weren't for my guidance, you would still be a medicine seller, how could you have the glory now?"

The words were blurred and hoarse, but Fu Yuanwai still heard it clearly.

"Guide?"

Fu Yuanwai's mouth curled up with a hint of teasing: "You think too highly of yourself."

"Moreover, more than a decade ago, if it weren't for your temptation that made me fall into the dirty world of drugs, I would still be the director of research and development of Huayao."

There was a trace of nostalgia on his face: "I am still a policeman who fights violence and protects the good... Maybe I don't have a net worth of 10 billion, but at least I live in peace."

"It's a pity that everything can't go back."

"Of course, I don't hate you for that. I know that I am not motivated. I can't blame you. Otherwise, how could you live to this day?"

Fu Yuanwai said lightly: "Killing you tonight is purely because you and the butcher demon teamed up to take my life and the life of my brother. I can't let you go."

Jin Zhenyue said in a low voice: "Wang... Jin Xin..."

He realized a problem. He was now at the mercy of others. No one found him and no one helped him. He must have been betrayed.

"He will be very good and will give you a grand funeral."

Fu Yuanwai pressed Jin Zhenyue's skin with his fingers, then pierced the needle tip into Jin Zhenyue's heart: "Rest in peace."

The needle fluid, in Jin Zhenyue's vision, flowed into his heart little by little...