"Boom!" A huge thunder broke the tranquility of the night, and lightning broke the night sky, illuminating the original Zhangjia manor in the dark. Although the rain has not yet, but I believe that soon, a long brewing storm is coming.

Zhang Genshuo is lying on the sandalwood sofa beside the bed with a sense of wine. Not long after the banquet, he is still energetic and not tired. Holding a magnifying glass carefully, he watched the jade mountain carving in his hand. The more he looked, the more happy he was. He really felt like he couldn't put it down.

He has loved and collected jade and antiques for so many years. In fact, due to Zhang's financial difficulties, he can't afford to play with precious jade. Most of the jade placed in his home is only from the roadside. Maybe some of them are genuine, but they have little value. Now, he finally has a treasure of the town, how can he not be happy to sleep?

"Good baby, it's really good baby... Xiao Qiang really has a heart." Zhang Genshuo reluctantly placed the mountain carving on the most prominent treasure shelf in his bedroom and muttered to himself with a smile, "it seems that Jingyi has a good eye for choosing men, let alone... The old man of young people's world doesn't understand. As long as Xiao Qiang doesn't bully Jingyi, we can be together. He has an uncle who is the president of Longbao group. He's also Zhang Jiagao. "

A flash of lightning flashed through the darkness outside the window. As Zhang Genshuo was about to take a long breath to sleep, there was a sudden knock on the door. Before he could react, there was a cry outside the door, "grandfather... Grandfather, open the door!"

As soon as he heard that the cry outside the door was his grandson Zhang Shuai's voice, Zhang Genshuo immediately walked towards the bedroom door in surprise and asked, "Zhang Shuai? What's the matter with you? "

Of course, he couldn't understand his grandson any more. Such a sad voice from his mouth must be something big happened. He rushed to the door quickly and opened it without hesitation.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Genshuo had some silly eyes. He saw that Zhang Shuai standing at the door was covered with blood. He looked terrible and miserable. Looking at his bewildered eyes, he said in a hurry, "what's the matter with you?"

"Grandfather, go, go, it's too late if you don't go!" Zhang Shuai leaned weakly against the door and said with panic and fear, "killers... A lot of killers appeared in the manor. They killed all the servants. The manor was full of blood, all blood! I, I'm Yu Bo. I've come here to protect myself. Come on, run for my life

Zhang Genshuo was scared by Zhang Shuai's words and almost fell to the ground! He could hardly believe that all this was true. Zhang Jia had no big enemy these years. How could a killer come to kill people for no reason? But his grandson, Zhang Shuai, was covered with blood. He had to believe it. He shivered and said in a panic, "OK, ok... We'll soon..."

"Now what? Hum, none of you zhangjias want to leave here today! " Just as Zhang Genshuo was about to run away, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Zhang Shuai. With one foot, he kicked Zhang Shuai in the back and let him smash open the door. Together with Zhang Genshuo, he fell into the bedroom.

"Bang!" After the door was closed, Zhang Genshuo, who was lying on the ground, saw clearly that the man was a man in a black masked nightgown. He was wrapped up tightly. He could only see a pair of murderous eyes. And in his body, even carrying a woman in a white dress, he fixed his eyes on a look, not from the pain of losing voice way, "quiet Yi!"

Zhang Genshuo is sure that he is right. This woman is his granddaughter Zhang Jingyi!

"Hum!" With a cold hum, the man in black threw Zhang Jingyi directly at Zhang Genshuo. In panic, Zhang Genshuo quickly stretched out his hands and fell to the ground again with her in his arms under the inertia, but he didn't hurt Zhang Jingyi.

Zhang Genshuo reached out and touched her breath, which confirmed that Zhang Jingyi was just in a coma and didn't matter. He carefully put her on the sandalwood chair and helped Zhang Shuai, who fell to the ground and was full of fear, up. Then he turned to stare at the man in black and said angrily, "you... Who are you? We Zhangjia and you have no injustice or hatred. Why do we do this? What did you do to my granddaughter? What's the matter with her? "

"Don't worry, although your granddaughter is very beautiful, I'm not here to play with women, but to find you." The man in black raised his pistol and said in a slow voice, "Mr. Zhang, as long as you cooperate with me, you zhangjias can live. If not, I will let you all go to see the king of hell tonight!"

"Boom!" With the cold and murderous voice of the man in black, the deafening thunder sounded out of the window again, which made Zhang Genshuo tremble. He knew that the man in black in front of him was absolutely a murderer, and his words had high credibility.

"You... What do you want to do? Zhang Genshuo tried to keep calm and said, "if you want money, you can count it. I'll find a way to get it for you. Just don't hurt our family."

"Money? What is money? If I want money, I will come to you? Do you really think you are rich enough to pay for it? " The man in black sneered, "Ninghai Zhangjia is a declining family. I won't choose to rob here! You should know what I really want. "

"You... What you want..." Zhang Genshuo suddenly realized, "do you want my birthday present? The jade mountain carving worth more than 5 million yuan? OK, I can give it to you. I'll give it to you now! "

"More than five million people want to buy your lives? I think you just want to play dumb with me, don't you? " When the man in Black said this, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Zhang Shuai and said coldly, "if you can't guess, I'll shoot him!"

"Grandfather... No, no!" Zhang Shuai shook his head in horror and suddenly said in a loud voice, "grandfather, these people don't want the heirloom, do they? That's what we're worth... "

"Shut up Zhang Genshuo glared at his grandson. Obviously, he didn't want Zhang's most important secret to fall into the ears of the killer. Zhang Shuai was scared by his angry voice, and he immediately lost his voice, shrinking his neck and standing aside in fear.

"Mr. Zhang, what's the use of telling your grandson to shut up? Because I'm here for this baby. " The masked man's cold laughter made Zhang Genshuo shudder. He still pointed his pistol at Zhang Shuai and continued to say, "now you have only two ways to go. First, you should hand over your family's heirloom. 2、 All of you zhangjias are cold corpses tonight, and there will be no zhangjias in Ninghai from now on! "

Zhang Genshuo looked at the masked man stupidly. His whole body seemed to lose all his strength in an instant and he was paralyzed on the ground.

"The devil... You are the devil..." Zhang Genshuo cried bitterly, his inner entanglement made his face a little ferocious and twisted. All of a sudden, he raised his head, red eyes, hysterical shouting, "who are you, why do you want Zhang's heirloom!"