Zheng Junxi was kidnapped at the birthday party of the old lady of the Zheng family.
This news spread throughout Hong Kong Island almost instantly.
On Hong Kong Island, the Zheng family is the true peak existence.
A terrifying family that controls hundreds of billions of assets can almost be said to have penetrated into all aspects.
The family heir was kidnapped at home.
This kind of thing has never happened in Hong Kong.
Even if the Li family was kidnapped back then, they were not at home.
Besides, the Li family was only extorted for billions.
And the Zheng family was actually extorted 500 billion yuan.
Even if the Zheng family's bones are squeezed out, they will not be able to take out 500 billion.
This is clearly what Jung Joon-hee lives.
This news is like a nuclear bomb detonating.
The Zheng family was blown up and their courage was broken.
But what followed was the Zheng family's overwhelming anger.
The old lady of the Zheng family fainted from anger on the spot. If the old ginseng soup had not been taken in time, it would have probably turned into a birthday.
The head of the Zheng family was even more angry:
"Who is it? Who is it? Dare to touch my grandson?"
"Go and invite the entrustment, go find the Chief Executive, go find the club!!"
"Tell the police department to lock down the city, directly lock down the city, and let all 50,000 police officers be dispatched."
In front of the head of the Zheng family, a group of young men and women, lowering their heads, were like quails, and they didn't dare to show off any at all.
But many people are happy.
It's better to die.
The dead heir is the best heir.
If you, Jung Joon Hee, don’t die, where will we get the opportunity?
"Lao Dou, I have contacted everyone, but...!"
A middle-aged man stood beside the head of the Zheng family with his hands behind his back, sweating all over and looking dead.
He is Jung Joon-hee's father.
"But what?"
"The Chief of Police replied that since the other party named him and said the time and place, it was not considered a kidnapping, at most it was seeking revenge, and let us... handle it ourselves."
The head of the Zheng family was so hung up that he spit out an old blood.
"Damn it!"
The head of the Zheng family was furious.
But he also knew that it was a dream to lock down the city.
Not to mention that Hong Kong Island has been returning for almost fifty years, he will not be able to lock down the city even before it returns.
The Chief Executive can send the Flying Tigers to his position, which is considered to be a great face for the Zheng family.
Unfortunately, there was no movement in all aspects.
It seems that everyone is watching the fun.
Especially when news of Zheng Junxi's possible involvement in an assassination spread, the Zheng family was in chaos.
"Assassination?"
The head of the Zheng family was shocked:
"Who did he assassinate?"
The butler whispered a name with a bitter look on his face.
"Su Mu? That's that..."
The head of the Zheng family was stunned and couldn't help but stomp his crutch hard and said angrily:
"So what? Didn't it be that he didn't kill it? Could it be that he sent someone to kidnap Junxi?"
The butler bowed his head and dared not speak.
The head of the Zheng family gritted his teeth and his eyes were on fire:
"Very good. I really thought he was a bullshit prince from the mainland, so I dared to go to Hong Kong Island to do something wrong, 500 billion? Humph, I thought that if I kidnapped my grandson, my Zheng family would give him money? It was simply a dream."
The housekeeper is an old man from the Zheng family and has a very high status in the Zheng family. When the head of the Zheng family was furious, he was the only one who dared to persuade him:
"Master, don't do anything randomly. The situation is not good now. You can only send someone to the place where the other party is talking about earlier. Maybe there is still something to talk about."
The head of the Zheng family gritted his teeth and pondered for a long time, and finally said hatefully:
"How to talk? The other party clearly pointed out that Junxi."
The housekeeper smiled bitterly:
"I asked for a price to pay back the money on the spot. I think the other party just wanted to give the Zheng family a warning and give the young master a little bit of pain. It may not be because of wanting to kill someone."
Zheng Junxi's third uncle suddenly said:
"Hmph, when did my Zheng family bow down? With him as a mainland boy, I want my Zheng family to bow down? I dreamed!"
Jung Joon-hee's father almost vomited blood:
"Lao San, what do you mean?"
Zheng Laosan sneered, with disdain:
"Brother, my Zheng family has been standing in Hong Kong Island for nearly a hundred years. It is a famous big family all over the world. Even if it is a bullshit family in the inland sea, if you want to touch the Zheng family, you have to consider whether Hong Kong Island will be in chaos. It's just a flop.
What are you afraid of?”
Zheng Junxi's father completely hated Zheng Laosan.
Isn’t your son kidnapped?
These are all jackals.
Everyone is watching the family inheritance rights.
The head of the Zheng family was so angry that he cursed:
"Shut up all you unfilial sons. Who dares to fan the flames and expel the family again!"
In the hall of the Zheng family's old house, he suddenly felt silent.
"A Cai, what do you think now?"
Uncle Cai, the butler, said with a serious expression:
"Master, don't care about anything else for the time being. First, send someone to the place to guard it, and then let all the family entourages be dispatched. Finally, I will invite... that one."
When the head of the Zheng family heard the two words, his face was calm.
That person.
If the outside world knows, the Zheng family has that person...!
Forget it, it's time, I can't think so much about it.
When talking about that, the head of the Zheng family seemed to calm down.
He lowered his head and pondered for a long time, waved his hand and shouted coldly:
"Boss, take them all out."
Zheng Junxi's father was so sad that he drove out all his younger brothers and a large group of nieces and nieces.
After everyone was exposed, the head of the Zheng family asked Uncle Cai with a serious expression:
"A Cai, who is that Su Mu, what is the origin of?"
Acai smiled bitterly:
"Ninety-one is the successor of a sect in the mainland. No matter how bad it is, it must be the successor of a hidden super family."
The head of the Zheng family bit his cheeks trembled:
"Why did Junxi assassinate him? He's a loser! This bastard."
Uncle Cai hesitated:
"Young master was also plotted against. You forgot... the Li family?"
The head of the Zheng family was suddenly surprised.
yes.
Didn’t Li Shixun be confined to offend Jiang Wangshu?
But that Su Mu may not be worse than Jiang Wangshu.
But no matter what, the Zheng family is deeply rooted in Hong Kong. Anyone who wants to subvert the Zheng family is a delusion.
The head of the Zheng family stomped his feet:
"Go and invite... no! I'll go and invite that person myself."
The Zheng family, who were driven out, gathered together in groups of three or three, whispering something.
Zheng Laosan sneered and looked at the panicked elder brother, and said quietly to Laosan:
"Fourth brother, do you think our eldest nephew will this time?"
A trace of regret flashed in Zheng Laosi's eyes and said in a low voice with great jealousy:
"Brother Third, your wishful thinking is probably going to fail."
Zheng Laosan snorted:
"Who knows? By the way, who is the one Lao Dou is talking about? Aren't you responsible for serving the family offerings?"
Zheng Laosi shook his head, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes:
"I don't know either, but that person is extremely terrifying, comparable to the Fire Cloud Evil God."
"Huoyun...you are frustrating! Who is that person?"
"I really don't know, but it's extremely powerful."
"How powerful is it?"
Zheng Laosi's expression became unprecedentedly solemn:
"It should be more powerful than... the evil god of Fire Cloud... Oh, third brother, why are you hitting me!"