Chapter 301: 301 Thirteen years ago

At this time, Ji Jiangshan was not very good, being chopped in turn by a few cubs. In order to protect Ji Dongchen, he bravely resisted three or four swords. Fortunately, he dodged it in time, or else the whole chest might have been excluded if he had been cut with one last knife.

But facing the clamour of Zhao Jun, Ji Jiangshan still did not flinch. He waded blood all over his body, brought up the military thorn in his hand and smiled to Zhao Jun with a smile, "Old guy, come on. Let's fight now to see if your knife is better or mine is sharper."

Zhao Jun did not care it. He did not believe Ji Jiangshan could fight. Since he looked so old, how could he play the army thorn?!

Jokes!

Zhao Jun was not polite, and directly rushed up. Ji Jiangshan was not ambiguous, and shouted to Dongchen behind, "Hide aside."

The two Tianhe tycoons were so hard together that their knives hit each other, sparking and killing. They both wanted to give each other a direct, fatal blow, but they both ignored the defense. Large areas of blank space were shown and they let the other side attack, so that they hurt each other, scarred, like in dark day, but no one was knocked down.

Puff!

As soon as Ji Jiangshan leaned forward, the military thorn in his hand rotated down at a very fast speed and went straight down to Zhao Jun's lower abdomen. He instinctively retreated to the lower abdomen. At the same time, he lifted his arm and swept up. Ji Jiangshan had long been on guard against it. As soon as the barycenter of gravity was pressed, he dodged the cross chop of the sharp knife. The military thorn slid into the root of Zhao Jun's right leg and thigh. He gave a howl of pain and tried to endure the sharp pain. Taking advantage of Ji Jiangshan's triumphant moment, he directly cut off the knife and slammed it with a muffled sound. The blade cut directly into Jijiangshan's left shoulder, split along the bone seam around the shoulder, spattered with blood. Ji Jiangshan leaned over, staggered several steps, and finally fell to the ground. The knife was still hanging on his shoulder, and Zhao Jun was not much better.

The thorn stabbed him six or seven centimeters deep in his thigh, and he staggered for a long time before he plopped and sat down.

The two men fought each other halfway and neither took advantage of each other, but neither made the other feel better.

It was so bloody. When men fought to this point, it was really not easy, especially for their age. They could still pick up the knife that hadn't been rusty to fight against the opponent. It was not easy. If they were not forced to this point, they would not do so.

Zhao Jun really regretted it. When Qin Feng was there, he had always confronted Ji Jiangshan and Meng Zhaolin, but he had been very hesitant, even though he was afraid that Qin Feng would not be able to solve the problem. Now, even if ten Meng Zhaolin could be knocked down by Qin Feng easily. But his chances had gone and no longer came. Zhao Jun was too suspicious, for fear of Qin Feng to trap him, delayed starting, which led to a series of things behind.

Now that Qin Feng had gone, no one was afraid of him anymore. Zhao Jun's fame had already gone down, and it can't be compared with the past. This was the case in society. Once he's lost his reputation on the road, the people under him would no longer be so loyal. In the face of disaster, each of them flew away, and they were also afraid of being bullied by other forces, so they simply looked for a back road ahead of time. In order to stabilize the army's morale, Zhao Jun picked up Ji Jiangshan, a "hard persimmon" that was relatively easy to pinch, in the hope of boosting morale through him and got some money from him by the way.

But he did not expect, in this carefully prepared sniper war, he did not take too much advantage.

At this time, Li Shanghe jumped over and held Zhao Jun with a hand, "Brother Jun, are you, all right?"

Zhao Jun gasped and said with difficulty, "Win it for me, win it, win it!"

He knew that as long as he tripped over Ji Jiangshan this time, his position could be secured for several more years, but if he lost, he could really disband, and no one dared to follow him anymore.

"Don't worry."

Li Shanghe had only suffered two skin injuries and was not in serious trouble. At that time, everyone else had collapsed and hurt himself. Even Old Wan's two fingers was cut off. His right ear clanged in midair, and his eyes were about to fall off. He was covered in blood. But even so, he was still fighting against three people surround him. Let alone others, not to mention, no one could take the opportunity to save Ji Jiangshan.

Li Shanghe came to Ji Jiangshan with a long knife in his hand, and Ji Dongchen, ten meters away, was huddled in a corner looking at the scene before him. At the moment, he was the only one who could save his father, but he simply dared not take up arms to fight against him for fear of being cut to death.

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Ji Jiangshan reluctantly picked up the stick on the ground, but as soon as it was about to be swung, it was chopped off by a knife from Li Shangghe and he chased after him. A powerful knee top hit him directly in the face. Ji Jiangshan leaned back violently, and the whole bridge of his nose was flattened.

The blood was flowing, and the flesh and blood was misty. The scene is cruel to see.

Li Shanghe crossed the knife in midair and pointed at Ji Jiangshan and said, "do you know why I want to do this to you?"

"Why did you help Zhao Jun when you and I had no grudges in the past? Why?"

Ji Jiangshan knew in his heart that this might be the end of his life. Qin Feng could not be counted on. How could anyone help himself? Maybe this was his life. Before he came to save Dongchen, he was still waiting for Zhao Zhenzhong to be cleaned up by Qin Feng. He Ji could openly enter the PV industry, but did not expect, before and after an hour, he was on the verge of life and death.

"Ji Jiangshan, do you remember thirteen years ago? One rainy night, you hired a gang of thugs to beat up a group of villagers in a fishing village in Tianhe harbor. You hired men to beat people just because they occupied the houses and refused to let you demolish them. An old man died that night, right? The head of a fishing village."

Whoops.

Li Shanghe's words brought Ji Jiangshan's memory to 13 years ago. At that time, he was in his early thirties, but he was already a famous figure in Tianhe. Many parts of the Tianhe were full of waste and waiting to be prospered, and he was vigorously developing. Ji Jiangshan, with the help of Jia Quan and a group of brothers, set up a demolition team to help real estate companies deal with the demolition problem. Wherever they went, they were always barren, chopping melon and chopping firewood. They were able to pull out the nail households with ease. But this time he met fishermen who had lived on the wharf for several lifetimes. There had always been a fierce civil manner. The demolition team had not dismantled those dozens of nail families several times, and this was a key project in the area. The pressure on the above was very great. The manager of the real estate company repeatedly found Ji Jiangshan and ordered him to pull out the nail house within three days, otherwise he would switch to someone else. At that time, Ji Jiangshan, then young and frivolous, decided to take the risk of taking the risk and directly sought out the gang outside, taking advantage of the rainy night. He rushed directly into the fishing village with a knife and guns. His momentum was strong, and they surrounded several fishermen who had rebelled fiercely. But they were really difficult to deal with. They picked up sickles and hoes to go all out with Ji Jiangshan. Ji Jiangshan had nothing to do with it. He ordered to shoot. An old man who rushed in front, was killed on the spot.

"How do you know? After all these years, you remember so well.

Are you from a fishing village, too?"
Ji Jiangshan asked nervously.

"Because the old man who died, was my father! I was still in the army, just sixteen years old! I didn't know about it until I came back from the army."

Li Shanghe's eyes was like a torch, staring at Ji Jiangshan on the ground, and after hearing this, Ji Jiangshan's pupils suddenly expanded and shrunk. He never expected that Li Shanghe in the eyes was the village chief's son.

Over the years, on the 18th day of the sixth lunar month, Ji Jiangshan would go to the Bodhisattva Temple in the harbor to worship, in order to exonerate himself from the sins of that year. At that time, he also relied on Jia Quan's help, and only then did he escape the punishment of the law. But when he often thought of the old man who was killed, Ji Jiangshan's heart would feel regretful. For money, he was really unscrupulous. For the rise of Ji, in that era, human nature was indeed the most difficult to guess.

So many years later, Ji Jiangshan thought there would be no more things, sure enough, it really answered that sentence. If the reward is not forthcoming, it is because the time has not yet come; when the time comes, one will get one's due reward.

"He's your father?"

Ji Jiangshan took a breath of cool breath, endured the sharp pain, pulled out the knife hanging on his left shoulder. He already had no heart of resistance. He leaned on the knife body, and reluctantly stood up, "You are here to avenge yourself?"

"It takes a decade to grind a sword. No one in the village dared mention it, and nobody knew at first that you were behind it. It took me a long time to find out that it was you, but I know that as you are today, I want to trip over you. It's too difficult.

I've been waiting a long time. I've been watching, looking for opportunities. Finally, with the decline of Ji, the appearance of Ji Dongchen, this black sheep, let me find the opportunity. Now I could avenge my father with the help of my brother in the army. Ji Jiangshan, you made it hard for me to wait."

Li Shanghe came to Ji Jiangshan, pushed the blade directly up, poked it into Ji Jiangshan's chest, and only a knife angle went into it, but it was still an unbearable pain. Li Shanghe intended to let the blade go in a little bit, and that was the only way.

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