From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 287 The Second Chapter Rising
When Yuan Xiuhua heard her son Jiang Yao asking about Zeng Dazhuang, she was obviously stunned.

But soon, she reacted.

At the beginning, when she was working in the Midu Cosmetics Factory in Zhongshan, although her son did not show up, the more than 10,000 yuan must have been given to her by him through Zeng Dazhuang.

At that time, his son Jiang Yao already knew about Zeng Dazhuang's affairs, so it was understandable that he would suddenly ask about it at this moment.

"I came to Gaobu with your uncle, but he and I are not in the same factory."

"Why are you asking this? Children, stay out of your own way when it comes to adults' affairs."

"You are not young anymore, so when can you bring a girl to let me take a good look at her?"

After a brief pause, Yuan Xiuhua kicked the ball back to Jiang Yao and asked him a question.

In the eyes of parents, no matter how old their son is, he will always be a child.

Although Jiang Yao felt warm in his heart after hearing Yuan Xiuhua's words, he was also speechless.

The two of them talked on the phone for more than half an hour before finally hanging up.

A few steps away, Yan Feng said nothing. He quietly watched Jiang Yao and Yuan Xiuhua talking on the phone.

He looked as if he had succeeded in his evil plan, and there was always a faint smile with a hidden meaning on his face.

Yan Feng, who had dealt with Jiang Yao once before, naturally had a general idea of ​​what kind of person Jiang Yao was.

After receiving the task from his superiors and preparing to come to Hong Kong to contact Jiang Yao again, he began to consider how to complete his task at the lowest cost and get what he wanted from Jiang Yao.

Without thinking for long, he naturally set his sights on Yuan Xiuhua.

With the resources Yan Feng could mobilize, it would naturally not be difficult for him to find Yuan Xiuhua.

Looking at Jiang Yao who looked submissive while talking on the phone with Yuan Xiuhua, he was extremely satisfied and felt that he had made the right move.

The next moment, there was a loud bang.

The mobile phone belonging to Yan Feng in Jiang Yao's hand was thrown to the ground by him just after he hung up the call. Then he stepped on it and smashed it to pieces.

"Jiang Yao, you..." Yan Feng was about to say something with a look of surprise on his face.

Jiang Yao, who was several steps away from him, took a step forward and appeared in front of him. Then he stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.

"A phone call to my mom, what do you mean? Do you want her to put pressure on me?"

"I give you face, so I call you Old Yan. If I don't give you face, who the hell are you?"

"Last time, I was willing to give you two raw ores for free. That was out of my kindness. But what about you? You took my kindness as weakness."

"You ant-like thing, who gave you the courage to play such a despicable trick in front of me?"

"Do you believe it or not? I can make you disappear without a trace of your body in a moment's thought?"

There was a murderous look on his face. With Jiang Yao's position as the center, the temperature of the area within a few square meters around him seemed to have dropped several degrees out of thin air.

Yan Feng, who had been grabbed by the neck and lifted up out of thin air, had a look of obvious panic on his face, despite being calm and composed until now.

He kicked his legs wildly and grabbed Jiang Yao's hand that was around his neck, trying to pry it open.

However, his strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree; it couldn't move Jiang Yao's arm at all.

In just a short while, his face turned blue and purple, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

He had been struggling frantically, but now both of his hands hung down helplessly, without any strength left.

Looking at his condition, if he delayed any longer, he would probably die and be strangled to death by Jiang Yao.

Once a person has something on his mind, he will feel hesitant in doing things.

When it comes to women, Jiang Yao only sleeps with them but never talks about feelings with them. He can be completely ruthless and this aspect will not be his weakness.

But the blood relationship with his mother Yuan Xiuhua was something he could not give up no matter what. Killing Yan Feng was really very simple for Jiang Yao.

Even if the people and forces behind Yan Feng launch crazy revenge against him afterwards, he will not be afraid and can deal with it calmly.

However, if the matter involves his mother, it will definitely put him in a dilemma.

The so-called moral justice is used to restrict ordinary people.

For those in power, no matter how dirty their means are or how immoral the things they do are, they can use public opinion to put the blame on the other party. In the eyes of the general public, they are still the righteous side and can still stand on the moral high ground.

With the people and forces behind Yan Feng, they might not be able to deal with him, but if they want to do something to his mother, that would definitely be easy.

"I don't want to cause trouble, but I'm never afraid of trouble."

"Since my mother has a good impression of you, I will let you go this time and spare your life."

"My mother is just an ordinary rural woman. I don't want anyone to disturb her peace."

"My tolerance is limited. If something like this happens again, I guarantee that the people and forces behind you will be chopped into blood."

After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Yao finally released the hand that was pinching Yan Feng's neck.

His gaze was grim as he stared at Yan Feng, who had collapsed to the ground with eyes that looked like dead fish, and he spoke slowly, word by word.

"Cough cough cough..." Yan Feng opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath.

After taking a few breaths of air into his lungs, he suddenly felt out of breath and started coughing violently.

"Mad man, Jiang Yao, you are a fucking mad man!"

"Isn't it just a phone call to your mother? Is it worth it?"

"Do you know that you almost strangled me to death just now?"

More than ten minutes passed before Yan Feng recovered his breath. Although his face was no longer purple, it was frighteningly pale. He stumbled to his feet from the ground.

He rarely lost his composure, and just now he thought he would really die here this time. He had just stood up when he was furious and pointed his finger at Jiang Yao and started cursing.

"Some people, if you give them a little color, they will always like to open a dyeing factory."

"As a human being, the most important thing is to know yourself. You are so weak and weak, you can be killed with a slap. You are playing tricks in front of me. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"You should be thankful for my mercy for surviving this, instead of standing here in a rage."

Jiang Yao sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

He took a few deep puffs, and exhaled thick smoke. He continued, "Go back and tell your master that the raw ore containing element X that they want is in the jungle in Saigon."

"That forest is likely connected to an unknown place. It is the world of the dead. If a living person enters there, there is almost no chance of survival."

"If you are not afraid of death, just go into the forest and give it a try. If anything goes wrong, don't blame us for not warning you."

……

Jiang Yao had never intended to hide the fact that the X element ore in his hands came from that strange area.

After all, based on his last experience, that place was basically a forbidden place for living people.

The main reason why he was able to come out alive after entering there was because he had a Yin Sha body. After using this technique, the strange creatures in that area would treat him as one of their own kind.

As for the others, if they really dare to enter that area, there will be so many people that will die.

He told Yan Feng about this matter directly, for no other reason than that he was very unhappy with him and wanted to make the forces behind him hit a snag.

As more people die, they will naturally learn their lesson and avoid having to bother me again and again.

(End of this chapter)