Chapter 13 Even His own brother can kill him!
As soon as Ji Hanshen's words fell, everyone's eyes turned to Ji Hanzhou.
Although Ji Hanzhou was called 'second brother' by Ji Hanshen, the two of them stood together like two generations.
It's just that Ji Hanzhou is in his forties this year, and his eldest son is only seven or eight years younger than Ji Hanshen.
But Ji Hanshen is the son of Old Man Ji, and according to their generation, the two of them are genuine brothers.
Ji Hanzhou glared at Ji Hanshen viciously, the hairline on his forehead had begun to extend backwards, and his figure had begun to grow out of shape, which was exactly what a person should look like when he was middle-aged.
"Fourth brother, what are you kidding here? How could I possibly know this person? ”
"Don't you know?" Ji Hanshen couldn't help but chuckle, but there was no smile in his dark eyes, "Then why did this person say that you instructed him to kill me?" ”
"Ji Hanshen, don't talk nonsense here, blood spurts!" Ji Hanzhou frowned, glaring at Ji Hanshen with anger on his face.
Ji Han Shen Shuang. Sitting on the chair with his legs slightly crossed, a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but his voice was extremely cold, "Shen Bei, show the things to the second brother......"
Shen Bei strode up to Ji Hanzhou with the documents, and then said in a deep voice without hurrying, "Second Master, this is this person's confession, as well as the three million transferred from his account, and the final source is confirmed to be the second master's account ......."
"You fart! What kind of bullshit ......" Ji Hanzhou angrily snatched the document from Shen Bei's hand, and tore the document to shreds without saying a word.
Shen Bei hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and then took out another document unhurriedly, "Second master, there is still ...... here"
Ji Hanzhou was stunned for a moment, glared at Shen Bei through gritted teeth, and then snatched it and tore the document apart.
"Second master......" The smile on Shen Bei's face deepened, and he had an extra document in his hand.
"Enough!"
Hearing a muffled sound of 'pop', Old Man Ji slapped the table fiercely, even though he was over seventy years old, Old Man Ji was still in good spirits, although there were a few sparse white hairs in his hair, he still couldn't stop his majesty.
"Second, what the hell is going on? Are you really looking for someone to do it to Xiao Si? Old Man Ji's lips pursed into a line, and his voice carried a coldness that made people tremble from the bottom of his heart.
"Dad, I didn't, it was the fourth brother who wronged me." Ji Hanzhou waved his hand busily.
Ji Hanshen squinted his eyes slightly, the chill in his eyes deepened, and even his voice was a little hoarse and low, "Shen Bei, give the old man a copy of the document." ”
"Yes, Fourth Master."
Old Man Ji frowned and took the document and looked at it, while Ji Hanzhou on the side was already pale, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead and fell down the cold floor along his chin.
For a while, the air around him seemed to be frozen, and everyone's eyes looked at Old Man Ji in unison.
"Bastard!" Old Man Ji slapped the table with a pale face and glared at Ji Hanzhou fiercely.
"You kneel for me!" Old Man Ji picked up the teacup in his hand and smashed it at Ji Hanzhou, the teacup smashed on Ji Hanzhou's body and fell to the ground, and it was instantly shattered.
Ji Hanzhou knelt on the ground with a thud, his face turned pale, "Dad......"
"You bastard, you can even kill your own brother!" Old Man Ji's face flushed angrily, and he pointed at Ji Hanzhou and scolded.
"Dad, I really don't know, it must have been done behind my back...... I really don't care about me......"
"I can't even manage my own subordinates, I don't think you, the general manager, should be ......"
"Dad......"
"Okay, let's go down, I have a headache when I make noise......" Old Man Ji raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and waved his hand impatiently.
Tang Nineteen and Shen Bei subconsciously looked back at Ji Hanshen, only to see Ji Hanshen raise the corners of his mouth slightly, the smile on his lips was like a knife quenched with ice, and then, the smile was completely retracted, and then he stood up from the chair and strode towards the door.