roccoschili Chapter 141 My Lawyer
Chapter 141 My Lawyer
Jiang Yan suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the man not far away through her sunglasses. "What did you say?"
“Listen carefully, Yan Hui.”
Jiang Jizhen's deep voice was chillingly calm. "This is the last time I'll say these words to you. I'm sorry about what happened to your mother back then, but there are some things you don't know, and I don't intend to say more. Your resentment towards me has only grown over the years, and I've let you have your way. You are my son, and I owe you. I have no other way to make up for it, so I've decided that when I marry Fengru, I will give you all the shares of Jiang's that belong to me, as my final compensation to you."
Jiang Yan stared intently at Jiang Jizhen.
Even through his thick glasses, one could still feel the exceptionally sharp look in his eyes.
He said, enunciating each word clearly, "If you can do it, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
Jiang Jizhen remained unmoved, and before getting into the car, he said indifferently, "Do whatever you want, but Yan Hui, you should know that if I really want to stop you from doing something, it won't be difficult. So don't even think about doing something I don't like under my nose. No matter how magnanimous I am to you, my tolerance has its limits."
He waited until the black car drove out of his sight.
Jiang Yan turned around and punched the window of a car next to her.
The alarm went off immediately, and someone rushed out. When they saw that their car had been smashed and a man was standing there leaning against the car door, they immediately went up to Jiang Yan Hui, grabbed her collar, and yelled, "Are you fucking looking for death?! Why did you smash my car?"
Jiang Yan was already seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it, so when someone delivered the opportunity to his doorstep, he was far from showing any mercy.
His eyes darkened, and he grabbed the man's wrist with a swift movement. A sharp crack was heard in the air, and the next second, the man cried out in pain, "...You, you let go of me! Ouch, it hurts! My hand is going to break! My hand is going to break!"
Jiang Yan Hui, however, turned a deaf ear. Her peach blossom eyes, hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, were usually unassuming, but now they showed no trace of their usual wicked and unrestrained charm.
His eyes were cold, and his moves were ruthless.
His skills were already excellent, and now he was using even more force, almost to the point of bloodshot eyes.
The man on the ground initially cried out and struggled a few times, but in the end, he just kept bleeding and didn't even have the strength to groan anymore.
A large crowd gradually gathered around, but they were too busy whispering to approach rashly.
Some people were already calling the police on their phones, others had called for emergency medical assistance, and finally, some people probably couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Seeing that the man was about to be beaten to death, he finally stood up and shouted, "Stop hitting him! You've almost killed him! If you don't stop, and someone dies, you'll go to jail!"
Whether it was the man's words or not, Jiang Yanhui's raised fist stopped abruptly in mid-air. He suddenly looked up, as if he had just come back to his senses from another dark world.
His gaze held a chilling, sinister quality, and his entire being exuded a coldness that made people unable to approach him.
The person standing outside the crowd trembled at his gaze, opened his mouth, but stammered out a single sentence.
"I...I'm telling the truth, I've already...I've already called the police, the police...he...he's dying, you...you'd better not hit him..."
At the same time, airport security rushed over and quickly dispersed the crowd. Two people carried the man who had been beaten half to death by Jiang Yan to the ambulance.
The man who looked like the captain walked over and blocked Jiang Yan Hui's way, saying in a serious tone, "You can't leave now. We've already seen what happened, there are many witnesses, and we've already called the police. If you cooperate, we'll take you to the police station now."
Jiang Yan was truly enraged just now.
No one knew that when he straddled that man and beat him hard, it was as if he had returned to his teenage years.
He was riding on the reporter's back.
He gritted his teeth and threw punch after punch, eventually injuring his own joints.
He felt no pain at all, and the reporter was beaten to death by him.
If someone hadn't said that, he wouldn't have come to his senses at all, and that man might already be dead.
Those who knew the name Jiang Yanhui all thought he was just a playboy.
But only those who truly understand Jiang Yanhui know that he has a tyrannical and bloodthirsty nature deep in his bones.
He simply doesn't want to care about certain things, so he uses a carefree and unrestrained personality to cover it up. But if someone really crosses his bottom line, he will never be lenient.
Although the person didn't say much, he unfortunately ran right into the line of fire.
And at this moment, the security captain reignited the anger that he had finally managed to extinguish.
"I want to leave, can you stop me?"
His tone was nonchalant, yet every word seemed shrouded in frost, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop sharply as well.
The security captain felt that his authority had been challenged, seeing that he was still so arrogant after hitting someone.
He didn't even take off his sunglasses, which made him think the man was extremely arrogant. His tone became harsh as well, "You hit someone and you think you're in the right? What you just did could constitute a criminal offense! If that person dies, you can expect to go to jail. Even if he doesn't die, he still has the right to sue you. Based on how badly you beat him, you could easily accuse him of premeditated murder."
Jiang Yan smiled softly, slowly raised his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and gently snatched it from his nose.
His posture was languid yet arrogant, and the gruesome bloodstains on his hands only made him appear more sinister and frivolous.
With a snap, he lit the cigarette between his fingers, slowly exhaling a cloud of smoke before reaching up to remove his sunglasses. A half-smile played on his lips, but his eyes were icy cold.
He threw his sunglasses at the security guard and wiped the blood from his hands on the guard's pristine white uniform. "Whether I go to jail or not is none of your business. You're so eager to make a name for yourself, aren't you? Fine, I'll give you that chance today."
As he spoke, he actually stood there and didn't move, smoking a cigarette casually.
The security guard stood to the side, glancing at his face several times, his expression growing increasingly panicked. This person... isn't this... Jiang Yan Hui?
Jiang Yanhui, the second young master of the renowned Jiang family in City A?
He was wearing sunglasses earlier, so the security guard didn't recognize him. But now that he was standing right next to him, the security guard was able to confirm that this person was indeed Jiang Yan Hui.
Few people would dare to offend someone like Jiang Yan Hui.
The Jiang family already monopolized the media industry in City A, and it has always been said that the Jiang family started out in the underworld. Where in this society is there such a fair and just rule of law?
A young master like him wouldn't even worry if he actually killed someone.
No wonder he was so arrogant just now...
The security guard felt something was wrong and was about to say something when he heard the sound of police sirens approaching from a distance.
Several police officers jumped out of the car in twos and threes. Looking at the two people standing there, the lead officer, with his hand on his hip, walked over and asked, "What happened? Someone called the police. Who assaulted someone?"
The security guard glanced cautiously at Jiang Yan Hui, only to find that he showed no intention of speaking, merely squinting and lazily smoking. His languid demeanor was completely different from the man who had just beaten someone half to death.
The security guard swallowed hard, hesitated for a long time, and didn't dare to speak.
The police officer, however, was getting impatient and frowned as he pressed, "What exactly happened?"
"Why are you afraid to speak up?"
Jiang Yan chuckled softly, took a deep drag on his cigarette, tossed the butt to the ground, stubbed it out, raised an eyebrow, and looked contemptuously at the pale-faced security guard. "So you're just a coward after all. I thought you were something special. You won't even take a chance to make a contribution?"
The security guard's face darkened further, but he dared not utter another word.
The police officer, watching the two men back and forth and unable to understand their language, grew even more annoyed. "Who hit the person? What? You dare to do it but not admit it?"
Jiang Yan chuckled and said casually, "The person I beat up has already been taken to the hospital; I don't know if he's dead or not. But I not only beat him up, I also smashed his car. I think if he's not dead, he'll probably sue me. You'd better go and take a statement from him." He paused, then reached out, his face radiating a wicked arrogance. "So? Are you going to handcuff me?"
The policeman was furious at how casually the man spoke, completely ignoring him. However, since the man had been very cooperative, the policeman couldn't very well handcuff him. He just said menacingly, "It's best if you admit it. In that case, come with me to the police station now. You have to take responsibility for hitting someone."
Jiang Yan had anticipated his response and, without any surprise, took out her phone and said slowly, "Going to the police station is no problem, but let me call my lawyer first. Officer, is that alright?"
“I won’t stop you from making a phone call, but let me warn you first: if the person you hit really wants to sue you, don’t think you can get away with it easily in a public place like this, where you beat someone up like that.”
This person looks like a rich young master, yet he acts so nonchalant after hitting someone. He wants to hire a lawyer, but there's nothing he can do.
Jiang Yan casually tugged at the corners of her mouth, said nothing, and dialed a number. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
He remained unperturbed and dialed again, but still no one answered. He patiently dialed once more...