He is such a loser, how could he be invited?

The bone-chilling sound quietly appeared in his ears, and He Jiarong completely felt the threat of death.

"I didn't expect this business to be so simple. I thought he was a powerful person. It turned out to be an ordinary waste. I don't know what the young master thought."

The black shadow behind He Jiarong said to himself.

"Brother...brother, who sent you here? How much money did you pay? I...I will pay double. Please don't kill me."

He Jiarong was completely frightened. The feeling of the fucking dagger in his neck was really scary!

horrible!

hiss!

A twinge of pain!

He Jiarong felt a scratch with the dagger, and then warm liquid began to flow out of his neck.

"Brother...brother, big brother, big brother, please spare your life! I will pay three times! Please don't kill me!"

terrible!

The chill and murderous aura on the guy behind him is so scary!

"three times?"

The cold voice was like that of the Nine Nether Demon King.

"Yes, yes! Three times!"

He Jiarong now felt like a person who fell into the river and was about to drown found a life-saving straw.

However, he kept his head buried and did not dare to lift it up.

They say that if you see the face of a killer, you will be silenced.

“It’s a good deal!”

The killer, wearing night clothes, sat down on the sofa and motioned to He Jiarong to watch the TV: "Watch the live broadcast."

He Jiarong was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at the live broadcast screen.

I saw that Brother Lang and others in the suite had been beaten into shape and were all pushed to the ground.

Chen Ping slowly picked up the phone, then grinned at the camera and said: "He Jiarong, did I warn you, why didn't you listen? Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

"Grass!"

He Jiarong is extremely scared now, but he is extremely angry inside!

It's really him!

How could this waste have such great ability? How could he have so many people protecting him and even hire a killer!

He couldn't help but murmur to himself, who is Chen Ping?

I just want Brother Lang to teach you a lesson, you actually found so many people!

I don’t want to play anymore!

He Jiarong is deeply regretful now, but what happened has already happened, and he can no longer quibble.

However, he doesn’t believe in evil. How capable can a waste be?

He is the son of the He Group!

"Chen Ping, even if you are capable and can recruit so many people, do you dare to kill me?"

"My dad is He Shen! Shangjiang He Shen! The chairman of the He Group!"

"My second uncle is He Kunlong! The third dragon in Shangjiang! Even a person like Zheng Tai has to weigh it!"

"Do you think I will be afraid of you after you caused such a big fight today?! What a dream!"

He Jiarong went crazy, completely blinded by anger and hatred!

He didn't believe it, and if he didn't believe it, Chen Ping, a loser, would dare to kill him!

He must have faked Mr. Chen's name and deceived him!
Chapter completed!