Mad Son-in-law

Time seemed to stand still.

Across the door, two people in the room and two people outside, staring at each other.

Wang Jie's angle of view: The eyes are dizzy. The room was very dark, and the moonlight couldn't get in at all because of the underground. In the room, the air was a little dirty, and there was a strong smell of blood!

Only a candle was lit on the bedside cabinet, and it was this candle that made the white sheets and walls lit up a little silvery white light.

Following the light, Wang Jie set his eyes on the bed.

The person lying on the bed, covered in bandages, head facing in, was thin and squatted there, a bit like a mummified corpse...Unlike the mummy, a hole was dug in the arm of this person. The blood was dripping.

Probably he was startled by the door that was suddenly kicked open. This person turned his head in panic and looked at the door in shock and hatred. There was despair and endless anger in his eyes!

Wang Jie finally saw his face clearly. It was a face that was completely out of shape. The cheekbones were raised, the eye sockets were sunken, the skin was dark, skinny, and the moment his eyes met, Wang Jie almost shouted!

This person is almost like a zombie in an American blockbuster, and he seems to have just crawled out of that grave. It is simply too terrifying!

As for the other person, it was the old man with wrinkles just now.

He was standing by the bed, holding a knife in his hand with blood still hanging from the knife.

The old man looked fiercely at the two uninvited guests Wang Jie and Lin Huang, his eyes seemed to be an old but hostile leopard!

Wang Jie checked Beishi's information and found that this man was a tall and gentle Confucian businessman with a handsome appearance. The person on the bed was tortured a little out of shape, Wang Jie looked at it for several times, only to vaguely find the image of Beishi.

This person is Beishi.

But who is this old man holding a sharp blade? Killer one step ahead?

At the same time, in the perspective of the two in the room, it is not that complicated. For them, these two people who appeared suddenly have no other possibility but their own enemies.

"Keep your head, deceive people too much, believe in me and believe in your heavenly spirit to cover your feces."

The old man uttered a dialect and yelled at him. He swung a knife and slashed at Lin Huang. Lin Huang was a master of fighting, and it was nothing to deal with an old man. However, he saw that the old man was not young, and he didn't want to make any misunderstandings, so he just pushed the old man out with two consecutive blocks.

"Stop, we have something to say!"

"I'm **** your lungs, there's nothing to say, let's take my life!" The old man didn't appreciate Lin Huang's retreat, and rushed forward again, dancing wildly.

"Lin Huang, take it!" Wang Jie said nonchalantly, "Speak before you control it!"

With Wang Jie's permission, Lin Huang no longer gave in, his figure flew up, his left palm struck horizontally, his feet stepped on the wall, he turned a somersault in midair, stretched out ten feet away, and went directly behind the old man. At this time, if he used a killer move, Lin Huang could kill him with one blow. However, Lin Huang still smashed his hands and pressed the old man to the ground easily!

"Mr. Beishi, the person who stabbed you has been taken!" Lin Huang turned his head and said: "The one behind me is Mr. Wang, we finally found you..."

Unexpectedly, Bei Shi was not grateful, but gasped, pointing to Wang Jie and Lin Huang's anger to the extreme. The pupils were even a little loose, the blue veins on his forehead violently, his mouth opened a little, and finally he said after death: "You... …you……"

"Wow!"

Bei Shi was hoarse, vomiting in his throat, and a pool of unpleasant viscous liquid was sprayed out!

"Master!" The old man controlled by Lin Huang yelled sadly.

Wang Jie and Lin Huang were stunned for an instant. It turned out that this old man was Beishi's attendant? But why should he hold a knife! Moreover, the wound on Beishi's body was obviously caused by the knife in his hands!

Bei Shi was in pain, and his whole body trembled.

The old man looked hysterical and roared wildly: "Leimen, the scumbags, Zonghai and Zhuoshui running dogs, let me go, I'm fighting with you..."

Seeing Beishi's miserable condition, the old guy struggled with his life, even turning his head to bite Lin Huang with his mouth!

Wang Jie hurriedly said: "Brother Lin, let him go!" He said loudly towards Beishi and said: "Mr. Beishi, my name is Wang Jie. I am the grandson of Wang Bojun, the chairman of the Yancheng Wang family, and the deputy of the group. The general manager, this time I came here, just to have an interview with you!"

"You stupid, who are you cheating? You can find this, it means that you are not at ease. You are on the street!" The old man was so stubborn that he didn't finish a sentence, and he rushed towards Lin Huang for the third time.

"There are two and two, never again and again! If you insist on committing the crime, I won't be polite!" Lin Huang also started the fire, clenched his fist, and started to fight.

At this moment, the sick person in the bed suddenly said, "Old Guard, wait a minute!" After speaking, panting violently, he looked at Wang Jie directly with his sunken eye sockets and said: "You said, you Who are you talking about?"

"Wang Jie, deputy general manager of the Wang family of Yancheng. In a narcissistic way, I, the young master of the Wang family!" Wang Jie said solemnly.

"Wang Jie?" Beishi frowned and said, "I have never heard of it, but I have heard of Wang Xuan. Ha ha, let's not say whether you belong to the Wang family, just say that your name is unknown, and the Wang family treats me seriously. Is it as big as a child's play? Not even the eldest grandson of a grandchild?"

Lin Huang said in his heart, you are down to this point, who are you looking down on?

"Mr. Beishi, I'm speaking outright, isn't your remark a bit rude? We, Mr. Wang, spent a lot of effort to find you!"

"Forget it!" Wang Jie smiled, waved to Lin Huang, and continued to say to Beishi: "Yes, I, Wang Jie, lived in Yuncheng for eight years. Therefore, among the many descendants of the Wang family, there is no big name. But. My father, Wang Hongyuan, once said when he was alive, the true is the most sincere, not sincere, and cannot move people. I believe that Mr. Beishi cares more than just a name, then my sincerity is not necessary To waste?"

"What? Your father is Wang Hongyuan?" Bei Shi exclaimed, obviously a little surprised.

Wang Jie said unconsciously: "Exactly."

Beishi was a little excited, but still tentatively said: "I heard that Mr. Wang Hongyuan was very particular about tea tasting when he was alive. He only drank one kind of tea, you know?"

Wang Jie smiled and said: "You are wrong. My father is not particular about tea drinking, so he drank the jasmine tea that tea tasters can't look down upon. He believes that tea is a pleasure for people, regardless of whether it is tea or crude tea. As long as he is happy to drink, he likes jasmine, so he only drinks jasmine tea. And I, may be deeply affected, and now I also like the affordable jasmine tea the most!"

"You really are Mr. Hongyuan's heir!" Bei Shi sighed, gritted his teeth, and struggling to sit up, and said seriously: "The humble house is simple and simple, Master Wang is polite!"

"Polite, polite!" Wang Jie smiled and arched his hands. At this time, Wang Jie found out that Beishi had other naked bodies, such as arms, except for the bandaged part. It was as if it had been scalded by boiling water, the flesh was red and shiny, and the yellow juice was everywhere on the bedding!

"This is..." Based on the experience of following Rob for many years of medical consultation, Wang Jie immediately realized that Beishi did not seem to have a common disease, but rather it seemed to be a worm...