Chapter 643

"Zhuo Er..."

Jiang's father looked at Jiang Zhuo's pale face painfully, and put his hand over Jiang Zhuo's bleeding wound.

"Go to Hangzhou and find Zhan Tingchen."

Jiang Zhuo's eyes radiate cold light. Now Zhan Tingchen is the only one who can protect Jiang's father.

This matter is definitely not so simple, he must first ensure the safety of Jiang's father, there is no worry, then he can let go to deal with the group.

Jiang's father knows that now he is not only unable to help Jiang Zhuo, but also a drag.

"Zhuo'er, wait for me to come back!"

Jiang's father was not indecisive either. He simply gritted his teeth and quickly left the ward.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the back of Jiang's father and felt relieved. But his eyes were colder. This was not the first time. It seemed that he was determined to kill him. Someone wanted to kill him.

The corner of his lips stirred up a sneer, didn't he want to let him die? Then he couldn't follow the wishes of these people.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes are full of bloodthirsty light. He has never been afraid of challenges, otherwise he would not have gone back to Hangzhou to challenge Zhan Tingchen.

"The game has just begun..."

Jiang Zhuo whispered. He put out his tongue and gently licked the blood on the corner of his lips. The rising radian of the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger. At this time, his face was pale. Bathed in the dark, he was like a vampire, beautiful but deadly.

Hangzhou strategist.

Jiang Zien just came out of the bathroom and saw Zhan Tingchen sitting in the room with a slight frown.

"What's the matter with express delivery?"

Zhan Tingchen said.

Jiang Zi'en has no doubt about Zhan Tingchen. If he really doesn't know anything, then he is not Zhan Tingchen.

"I don't know, I didn't find out where the express came from, let alone the sender."

Jiang Zien frowned.

"You mean

Jiang Zien's eyes suddenly widened.

"Yes."

Zhan Tingchen nodded as if he were fixing her mind.

The more Jiang Zien thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was reasonable. The person who kidnapped her and the person who sent her express must be the same person, but who is this person? If you want to bind her, why should you inform Zhan Tingchen to save her?

Jiang Zi'en couldn't understand for a moment.

"Then..."

Jiang Zien was just about to open his mouth when he was interrupted by a knock at the door.

In came a servant.

"Young master, madam, we have guests."

Said the servant, lowering his head.

Jiang Zi en picked eyebrows. Now it's very late. Who will come here at this time?

In the interval of her thinking, Zhan Tingchen has already got up. She goes downstairs with Zhan Tingchen.

When Jiang Zien saw the people sitting in the living room, his eyes flashed a bit of surprise, but immediately he felt uneasy again.

It was Jiang's father who was supposed to be in M country.

Jiang's father anxiously walked back and forth in the living room. When he saw Zhan Tingchen, his eyes lit up.

"Tingchen, help zhuo'er!"

Jiang Fu grabs Zhan Tingchen's hand.

Zhan Tingchen looks at Jiang Fu's hand and frowns. He doesn't like other people's touch, but he doesn't have the next move after all.

"Uncle Jiang, what's the matter?"

Jiang Zien keenly catches those drops of blood on Jiang's father, and his uneasiness is even worse.

"Zi en, please help zhuo'er. Someone is going to kill our Jiang family!"

Jiang's father said with tears in his eyes.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry. Speak slowly."

Jiang Zien looks at Jiang's father like this with mixed feelings. Jiang's father is nono's dry grandfather, which can be regarded as half of her father. Looking at him, she is naturally uncomfortable.

Jiang's father said all the things that happened during this period. When Jiang Zien heard Jiang's father say that Jiang Zhuo had been assassinated twice and had been seriously injured, he felt a thump in his heart and looked at Zhan Tingchen.

Although there was not much expression on Zhan Tingchen's face, Jiang Zien noticed that his eyes were colder and colder.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry, Jiang Zhuo will be OK."

Even though Jiang Zhuo and Zhan Tingchen refused to admit it, the fact that they were close relatives could not be changed.

Although Jiang Zi'en is talking to Jiang Fu, he looks at Zhan Tingchen.

It's a pity that Zhan Tingchen's face is always calm and cold, and there is no unnecessary emotion.

Jiang Zi en could not help sighing. Each of them was more and more awkward.

Jiang's father was filled with tears when he looked at Jiang Zien. The longer he spent together, the more he could not help liking this sensible younger generation.

Jiang Zi'en settled Jiang Fu down, and it was very late when he came back to the room.After entering, I didn't see Zhan Tingchen's figure, but I saw the light on the balcony.

Zhan Tingchen stood on the balcony, looking into the distance. No one knew what he was thinking. There were many cigarette ends on the ground. It was obvious that he had been standing here for a long time.

The night breeze in Hangzhou was cool, which was the weather in early autumn. Zhan Tingchen's whole body was already cool.

Suddenly he felt a warm touch on his back, a soft body came up, and the familiar fragrance penetrated into his nose. His restless heart suddenly became calm.

Zhan Tingchen was greedy for the warm embrace behind him.

"Go ahead."

Jiang Zien's voice is very soft, like a breeze, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Zhan Tingchen's lips pressed tightly. He knew what Jiang Zien said.

Jiang Zien didn't wait for Zhan Tingchen's answer, so he went around to him.

"Your blood relatives, aren't they? Although none of you will admit each other, I know that you have already accepted him here, right?"

Jiang Zien looked at Zhan Tingchen with burning eyes, and put his finger in his heart.

Zhan Tingchen looks at Jiang Zien's clear eyes, but he can't deny it for a moment.

He pinned his head aside, and his lips tightened.

Jiang Zien moved his face and didn't give him a chance to escape.

"Go, go to m country, help Jiang out of the crisis, don't let yourself regret."

Jiang Zien looked at Zhan Tingchen seriously with encouragement in his eyes.

Zhan Tingchen opened his mouth and finally nodded.

Jiang Zien leaned against Zhan Tingchen's arms and felt his strong heartbeat. He felt at ease.

Zhan Tingchen also tried to hold Jiang Zien back. The wind was cold, but at the moment their hearts were warm.

Country M.

No one cares about Jiang's father's leaving. Whether it's Jiang Wei and his son or Wang's, their goal from the beginning is Jiang Zhuo. Only Jiang Zhuo is their biggest threat.

"Waste!"

The water cup in Mr. Wang's hand fell to the ground and fell apart, and his chest fluctuated up and down. It was obvious that he was angry.

None of the killers he sent out came back, and Jiang Zhuo was missing.

"Mr. Wang calms down. Now the Jiang family is almost in our hands. Are you afraid of him? It's only a matter of time to get rid of him."

Mr. Wang's secretary said flatteringly.

Sure enough, when he finished, Mr. Wang's face softened a lot. Obviously, he felt that Jiang Zhuo was in his palm.

"What can you do?"

Mr. Wang looked to the secretary.

"Without the aura of President Jiang, Jiang Zhuo is nothing. We send people out to search in a carpet way. He is seriously injured and must go to the hospital for treatment. If he can't keep all the stations and airports in M country, it's not easy to find him as long as he's still in M country."

Mr. Wang touched his chin with a smile.

"You're getting smarter."

Mr. Wang said.

"It's better to be Mr. Wang."

The secretary looked at Mr. Wang with a flattering face.

Two people look at each other a smile, the face is full of wretched smile.

In a humble little hotel.

Jiang Zhuo's arms were full of blue tendons, and his forehead was full of sweat. He was obviously suffering a lot.

Because Mr. Wang has laid a net all over the place, Jiang Zhuo can only find this kind of remote place where he doesn't need an ID card to live. Although it's dilapidated, it's better to live in a remote place, and it's not easy to find.

In front of Jiang Zhuo is a pile of medicine, and his injured wound has been bleeding and purulent, it looks a little shocking.

But he just clenched his teeth and applied medicine to himself without expression. If it wasn't for the tendons on his arm, he couldn't see that he was suffering a lot.

After a dose of medicine, Jiang Zhuo's face was wet with sweat.

He took off his coat at will, and his eight abdominal muscles were arranged on his lower abdomen. He also had the injuries he had suffered in recent days, whether light or shallow, which made people tremble.

But Jiang Zhuo didn't feel it. He looked at the distance, and there was no emotion in his eyes. Even though he had been looking for him outside, he was still as motionless as a mountain.

Wang.

"Waste, you can't find a man who has been seriously injured. What's the use of you!"

Mr. Wang pointed to a group of people in front of him, and his face was full of anger.

A group of people were afraid to speak with their heads down.

"Mr. Wang, we didn't catch him because we laid such a net. Is it because he was hurt too much

As the Secretary said, he wiped his neck with his hand.

"No way."

Although Mr. Wang is arrogant, he also knows Jiang Zhuo. How can he die so easily after fighting with him for so many years? Although he doesn't want to admit Jiang Zhuo, he is really strong."Check it out for me, people who withdraw to the hospital, small hotels that don't need ID cards. I'll search every corner of M country inch by inch. I want to see people alive and corpses dead. Do you understand?"

Mr. Wang looked at the row of people in front of him and said in a cold voice.

"Yes

A group of people did not dare to delay and rushed out to find the whereabouts of Jiang Zhuo.

"Pay the bill."

In a small shop, a man in black and cap said.

The money collector looked at the man in black with doubts.

The man in black raised his head. The man in front of him was not someone else. It was Jiang Zhuo who Wang was looking for in M country.

Jiang Zhuo glanced at the man who was staring at him.

The man touched Jiang Zhuo's eyes and lowered his head.

Jiang Zhuo, who is carrying things back, suddenly steps.