Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 710 - 443 Fifth Master Heart Execution: Your life isn’t worth half as much as my wife and children (3 updates)
Jiang Chengsi thought, Liang Han, that blind fool, was bound to anger someone sooner or later.
He just hadn’t expected it to be Jiang Xiaowu this time, going to his place to settle scores and beat him up; there was no need to drive the motorcycle too fast to let him get a few more punches in and vent his anger.
When he encountered a traffic light, he even leisurely stopped, flipped open his helmet, and popped a piece of chewing gum into his mouth.
"Bro, want some?" he offered the gum, gesturing backward.
"Everything about Beijing is great except for the traffic jams. Did you have bad traffic overseas?"
"At times like this, you should realize the benefits of riding a motorcycle."
However, Jiang Shiyi pulled out his phone and held it in front of him, "Latest news."
Jiang Chengsi squinted at it for a rough idea; it seemed to be a message from the police station. Liang Han had become an addict, was caught injecting in the bathroom by Tang Wan, and had even managed to stab her.
"We’re family, so they disclosed some information on purpose," Jiang Shiyi explained.
"F*ck, this son of a b*tch..." Jiang Chengsi cursed under his breath.
No wonder Jiang Xiaowu was so irate.
"Bro, hold on tight!"
Jiang Shiyi wrapped his arms around his waist as Jiang Chengsi lifted his helmet down, all playfulness gone from his eyes. With a press on the gas, the motorcycle’s back felt too powerful, and Jiang Shiyi could only tighten his arms.
The bastard had actually run a red light.
Above all, the motorcycle weaved through traffic, and on a sharp turn, it nearly grazed the ground, its speed parallel to the road and lightning fast.
All he could hear was the thundering of the engine and the buzzing of the wind in his ears.
Jiang Shiyi usually drove a sluggishly slow classic car, had seen Jiang Chengsi drive countless times, but it was his first time experiencing such speed and excitement...
Honestly, 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
it was quite thrilling!
They say those who ride motorcycles carry the wind in their veins, which is absolutely true, but now he perhaps understood why Jiang Chengsi loved this sport so much.
When their eldest brother died, everyone needed an outlet for their emotions. He had escaped, while Jiang Chengsi stayed in Beijing, needing to vent.
The police car was also headed to the Liang Family’s home, inevitably crossing paths with them.
Although the police car had four wheels, it couldn’t outrun Jiang Chengsi, merely watching him pass by like a gust of wind, without even a glimpse of his tail lights.
"No speeding in the city, who the hell is that..."
"In Beijing, the only one brave enough to drive like that has got to be Jiang Fourth Master; he’s definitely headed to the Liang Family too." Jiang Chengsi’s driving skills were well-known; some even said he was the best driver in Beijing.
"Chase after him fast, he’s going to go insane, Liang Han’s got some guts, to do that in the hospital... and even dare to hurt someone."
...
Speaking of the Liang Family at that moment,
Liang Han had already been frightened out of his wits by Jiang Jinsang, his gaze crashing into his.
That thick, night-like inkiness was like a black hole, deep and bottomless, capable of swallowing him whole, struggling instinctively, but as Jiang Jinsang grabbed the collar of his shirt, the more he twisted and struggled, the harder it became to breathe.
"Now you remember what you did?" His voice boomed low and rumbling.
"I don’t remember, I’ve forgotten..."
Liang Han suddenly remembered that if a mentally ill person commits murder, they might avoid punishment, so if he was under the influence of drugs at the time, could he also escape responsibility by not admitting to it?
"I don’t know, I don’t know anything, let go of me, let go—"
He struggled hard; after Jiang Yanting’s wedding, everyone knew that among the four Jiang brothers, aside from Jiang Jinsang, the rest were formidable fighters, famously frail and sickly. But as he tried to break free, he found he couldn’t...
"I don’t remember, I’m unclear, I don’t know." Driven by the instinct to survive, Liang Han definitely didn’t want to admit guilt, and his evasive words further infuriated Jiang Jinsang.
He clenched his hand into a fist and twisted...
Tightening his grip on the collar, he hoisted him up and raised his other arm.
Aimed at his face, he threw a punch!
"Ugh—" Liang Han felt like his nose was about to break as the taste of blood filled his mouth, his body going limp, but still held up by Jiang Jinsang’s grip.
Before he could recover, Jiang Jinsang loosened and tightened his grip, then aimed.
Now powerless to resist, he took another solid hit.
"Jiang Jinsang!" Dong Yunxiu watched as her son’s nose was bashed to a crooked mess, nearly hysterical.
In terms of martial skills, Jiang Jinsang hadn’t been trained systematically and naturally wasn’t as good as those trained fighters. However, he had exercised regularly after surgery, so his physical strength was not lacking. When he threw a punch, he didn’t play tricks; every strike had all his power behind it.
Both hard and swift.
Truly, each punch hit the flesh hard.
"Don’t remember? Unclear? Don’t know?"
His tone was cold, chilling to the bone.
And at that moment, Liang Han was so stunned by the beating that he lost even the strength to speak.
