Ningchuan City, in Villa No. 166 of Ziyuan Villa District.

A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties with a fierce face threw a heavy suitcase on the spacious dining table.

"Lawyer Huang, I know that the old man's will is with you, you only need to change the heir, and these two million are yours. ”

This middle-aged man is Jiang Ning's uncle, Jiang Tingshan's adopted son, Jiang Zhankun.

"Mr. Jiang, I am a lawyer who plays law and has moral qualities. ”

On the opposite side of the table, a well-mannered young man with gold-rimmed glasses had his eyes moving over a glass full of red wine, and a subtle smile on his lips.

Huang Bingchun, the chief private lawyer of Ningchuan Zhenze Law Firm, is also the private lawyer hired by Jiang Jiayu.

As the private lawyer of the Jiang family, Huang Bingchun knows very well what Jiang Zhankun wants.

The Jiang family has strong assets, and its industries are all over shopping malls, hotels, tourism, clothing and other major industries, with total assets of nearly one billion.

"Hahaha, Lawyer Huang really has professional ethics, these two million are just the first payment, after the matter is completed, the board of directors of the Jiang family will have a place for Lawyer Huang, five percent of the dry shares, and enjoy dividends every year, in this way, Lawyer Huang should be satisfied, right?"

Jiang Zhankun's words carried a hint of threat, and at the same time, a pistol was placed on the table by Jiang Zhankun at the same time.

Huang Bingchun's eyelids jumped, a smile appeared on his face, he raised the wine glass in his hand, and gestured to Jiang Zhankun from afar: "I said it, I play the law, since Mr. Jiang is so generous, how can a contemptible person let Mr. Jiang down?"

"Hahaha, Lawyer Huang is really quick to talk and happy to cooperate!"

Jiang Zhankun grabbed the wine glass in front of him, touched it with Huang Bingchun, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

"Congratulations Mr. Jiang, this Jiang family will be yours in the future. ”

Huang Bingchun put the wine glass to his mouth and was about to drink it, when suddenly his eyes widened, as if he had seen something strange, his hand trembled, the wine glass fell on his body, and a full glass of red wine was sprinkled but he didn't realize it.

"Hahaha, polite, polite, huh? Lawyer Huang, what do you mean by that?"

Jiang Zhankun looked at the spilled wine and looked quite unhappy.

"What he means is that this Jiang family is not yours yet!"

A voice without the slightest emotion suddenly sounded behind Jiang Zhankun, startling Jiang Zhankun.

"Who?"

Jiang Zhankun turned around quickly and saw a young man dressed plainly.

Jiang Zhankun carefully identified it, isn't this the nephew Jiang Ning who has just been released from prison?

Oh no, for Jiang Zhankun, Jiang Ning has two other identities.

One is his adoptive father's biological grandson! The other is the true heir to the Jiang family's inheritance!

How could Jiang Ning suddenly appear here?

Did he hear his conversation with Huang Bingchun?

Jiang Zhankun couldn't help but secretly despise himself, the other party was just a hairy boy, even if he came back?

Is it necessary to be afraid of a twenty-something, unworldly kid?

Or is it a thief?

"Jiang Ning, how did you get in, who let you in?"

Jiang Zhankun had a cold face and put on a majestic appearance.

"This is my home, can't I come back?"

Jiang Ning sneered, walked to the table a little cynically, reached out and picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly, with a touch of murder in his indifferent eyes, he saw that Huang Bingchun's legs were trembling.

The young man's eyes seemed to be able to see everything in the world.

Why does he have a murderous aura in him?

"Your home......?"

Jiang Zhankun sneered.

"Now here, it is my Jiang Zhankun's assets, and you Jiang Ning, there is no dime to do it, you trespass into the house, for the sake of you being my nephew, I don't care, now you get out of my house immediately, my Jiang family, you are not welcome!"

Jiang Zhankun finally tore off the mask of hypocrisy, pointed out the door, and yelled at Jiang Ningyi.

"You Jiang family! Hahaha, Jiang Zhankun, I've seen a shameless person, I've never seen you so shameless, an adopted son, a high-sounding dove occupies a magpie's nest, and swears that you are a Jiang family!"

Jiang Ning sneered and looked at Jiang Zhankun: "Do you think that if you change your surname, you can fly on the branch and become a phoenix?"

"You ......"

Jiang Zhankun stretched out a finger and pointed at Jiang Ning in a trembling voice: "You, what nonsense are you talking about? Who is the adopted son?"

Jiang Ning sat casually at the dining table, eating beef and said, "My grandfather told me, oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that the old man has recovered, and the poison you put in his body has been pulled out by me." ”

"Impossible!"

Jiang Zhankun slapped the table violently, and stared at Jiang Ning with a pair of fierce eyes: "You are lying, Jiang Tingshan is obviously out of life, how can he recover?"

Jiang Ning shrugged indifferently, and his tone was full of revenge: "Also, your son Jiang Bin is already waiting for you in the underworld." ”

"You ......"

When Jiang Zhankun heard this, he suddenly remembered something, grabbed the pistol on the table, and pointed it at Jiang Ning's head: "What did you do to Jiang Bin?"

Jiang Ning raised his head and glanced at Jiang Zhankun coldly, the murderous aura attached to his eyes shocked Jiang Zhankun all over, and beads of sweat on his forehead immediately flowed down his cheeks.

"The most annoying thing for me is when people point guns at me. ”

Jiang Ning said coldly, the chopsticks in his hand suddenly flipped over, and he held one end of the chopsticks, pointing at Jiang Zhankun in a strange posture.

At this moment, Jiang Zhankun felt that what Jiang Ning was holding in his hand was not a chopstick, but a sharp out-of-body long sword!

The cold light on the sword was already hanging in front of his head, as if he would rise and fall at any time and cut off his head!

"You, you're looking for death!"

Jiang Zhankun couldn't bear this mental pressure at this time, and pulled the trigger violently!

Jiang Zhankun showed a hideous smile, as if he had seen the picture of Jiang Ning's head being shot out of red and white brains by bullets!

All he wanted was to kill Jiang Ning, and the Jiang family would completely belong to him.

As for Jiang Bin, his son can continue to live if he is gone, but if this business is gone, he Jiang Zhankun will have nothing.

'Woo ......'

Shots rang out.

Huang Bingchun, who was sitting at the dinner table, was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

Jiang Zhankun's smile gradually froze!

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Jiang Zhankun looked at the chopsticks in front of him in surprise, his mouth opened wide, and he was so surprised that he could swallow an egg!