NOVPUBChapter 231: 231, Grandpa Jing Turns Into a Charizard (1)_1
Chapter 231: 231, Grandpa Jing Turns Into a Charizard (1)_1
After Qin Bo went upstairs, only three were left in the spacious living room, with Jian Qing among them.
Jian Qing was sitting on the sofa, her fingertips rapidly typing on the computer keyboard.
“What is this?” Jian Luo leaned towards her, and upon seeing the content displayed on the screen, he first paused, then his eyes shone with joy.
“The secrets of the Bruce Organization.” Black Jack turned his head for a glance, curling his lips into an evil grin.
Messing with Jian Qing, the demon, the Bruce Organization’s end was probably near.
Jian Qing stopped, the screen popping up with densely packed information, all of it high-level secrets of the Bruce Organization, ranging from member profiles, arms deals, major branches around the world, arms trade routes, assassin background information and tasks. Details even the Bruce Organization’s files may not have complete.
If these files were leaked, the Bruce Organization would be stripped naked and exposed under the glaring sun, all its weaknesses could be easily exploited by enemies. This would undoubtedly be the greatest threat and crisis for the Bruce Organization.
Black Jack saw Jian Qing’s delicate side face from the corner of his eyes and he couldn’t help but sigh. Since she took over power two years ago, it seemed he hadn’t seen such a Jian Qing in a long time.
Bloodthirsty, merciless.
Like a Shura walking out of hell!
“Jian Qing, what are you planning to do next?”
Jian Qing’s eyes fell on the screen, a trace of coldness flashed through her eyes, “Of course, I’ll knock on their door and deliver a big gift to the Bruce Organization.”
The Bruce Organization must pay a bloody price to compensate for her grandfather’s gunshot wound.
A hint of anticipation flashed across Black Jack’s face. This was the Jian Qing he knew. “I’ll go with you two.”
Jian Qing did not refuse, she simply nodded.
“Sister, when do we leave?” Jian Luo asked.
Her clear eyes condensed, and she uttered two words, “Tonight.”
Black Jack grinned jokingly. At night, in the high wind and dark night, it was indeed a good time for arson and murder!
“You two rushed back here in a hurry, you must have hardly eaten anything. Eat and rest first, so you have energy at night.”
Having said that, he looked at Jian Luo discreetly, noticed the dark circles under his eyes, and furrowed his eyebrows.
Jian Qing closed her laptop, stood up, “You eat first, I’m going to the headquarters.”
Since the Bruce Organization could be known as the third assassin organization, its power was not to be underestimated. She must make thorough preparation before the attack.
She would not do anything that would hurt herself more to harm the enemy slightly.
“Sister, I’ll go with you.” Jian Luo began to stand.
Jian Qing shook her head, stopping him, “You rest first, eat something, I can go by myself.”
“But…”
“Grandfather may wake up at any time, I’d rather have you staying here. It makes me feel at ease.” Jian Qing used her grandfather as an excuse, effectively cutting him off.
As soon as she finished, she grabbed her bag and walked out.
Jian Luo sighed, sitting back down on the couch with drooped shoulders.
If he had taken over the Jian family in the first place, would his sister be less stressed?
“Get up, let’s go eat.”
A cold voice sounded, vaguely filled with annoyance.
Black Jack was angry at him, yet seeing him look so lost, he couldn’t help but feel sympathy. His heart filled with both annoyance and tenderness.
Jian Luo looked around and found that only the two of them were present. He pointed at himself, “Are you talking to me?”
“Else who? You think I’m talking to the air?” Black Jack gave him a glance and said lightly.
Jian Luo just replied, “I’m not hungry, I don’t want to eat.”
Black Jack’s eyes grew darker. He stood up suddenly, pulling Jian Luo with him.
“Black Jack, what are you doing?” Jian Luo looked up at him and frowned.
“Go eat.” This guy was always testing his patience. Despite knowing his stomach wasn’t great and he didn’t eat properly, how did he expect to have the strength to participate in the night raid?
“I said I don’t want to eat.” Jian Luo, worried about his grandfather, didn’t have the appetite to eat. His tone became a little irritated.
Black Jack tightened his grip around his wrist, his blue eyes staring at him, “If you don’t eat, I will tell Jian Qing and she won’t let you go tonight.”
He was more than capable of driving someone crazy!
At his words, Jian Luo pulled away his hand with a grim face. “Why are you forcing me? I already said I’m not hungry, I don’t want to eat.”
Jack’s blue eyes flashed a touch of desolation. After a pause, he said calmly, “As you wish.”
After saying this, he turned around, leaving him alone.
Jian Luo watched as he walked to the doorway. He ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
“Black Jack, I’m sorry!”
He knew he was just worried about him, and he had spoken too harshly in a moment of hot-headedness.
The figure at the door paused, then walked out without turning his head or responding.
What he wanted was never an apology.
Watched as his figure disappeared from his sight, Jian Luo closed his eyes, and a sense of indescribable discomfort filled his heart.
…
J City, Fusheng Hotel
Presidential Suite
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a man’s tall figure appeared unreachable. His purple eyes reflected the bustling night scene outside. His gaze was unfathomably deep.
Shen Hao stood up straight, looking at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a touch of helplessness crossing his face.
For a whole day, he was unable to reach Jian Qing. Yi Kai went to Shijin Haoting only to find out that Jian Qing and her brother were missing.
They searched throughout Beijing but found no one. Finally, it was Qiao Yu who checked airport entries and exits and discovered that Jian Qing and her brother had actually left the country.
Their destination – M Country.
When this news was relayed, his boss was on the verge of breathing fire.
Quan Jingwu’s figure shifted slightly. He took out his phone and dialed the number he knew by heart. The mechanical voice rang in his ears, the coldness around him intensified.
He lowered his hand, his eyes flickering. For the first time in his life, he experienced what it was like to be anxious and worried.
My dear, where are you?
Why don’t you pick up the phone?
