Chapter 0331 – Qian Hao’s Death – Beautiful President’s Divine Doctor Son-in-Law

Qian Zhongbao gave a heavy cold snort and led the people away.

“Young master, hold on.”

“When we get back to the province, I’ll send you to the hospital right away.”

“It will be cured.”

Getting into the car, Qian Zhongbao turned towards Qian Hao and said comfortingly.

Qian Hao was already bloodless from the pain.

Lying in the car, his face twisted and his body twitching, he said with difficulty.

“I let him die!”

“Let him die!”

The car quickly got on the highway, but did not drive out far, the car suddenly a sharp brake.

Threw Moneyhall right out of the back seat, and off.

“Ah!”

“How to drive!”

Qian Hao sweated in pain and cursed in agony.

“The big truck in front of us, it stopped suddenly.”

The driver replied nervously, then opened the window and poked his head out cursing.

“Can you drive ……”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, blood suddenly flew.

The driver’s head was directly pierced by the flying bullet.

Qian Zhongbao, who was sitting in the co-pilot’s seat, changed his face drastically and let out a cry of alarm.

Before he could react, the big truck in front of him, suddenly backed up quickly.

And in the back of the car, at some point, a large truck also drove up.

One after the other, the two cars sandwiched the car Qian Hao was in, in the middle.

A thud and a squish on the spot.

Qian Hao and Qian Zhongbao, bloody and dead.

The bodyguards in the other cars were filled with horror and were stunned.

Stop the car and get ready to save someone.

Instead, they were hit by two trucks, all of them, and run over on the spot.

There are resourceful ones, trying to escape.

only to be shot by a flying bullet.

In just a few minutes, Qian Hao and the people he brought with him, none of them survived.

In the big van, a man in black, stepped down.

Smiling contemptuously, he took out his cell phone and dialed.

“Good evening, Matriarch Money.”

The black-clothed man’s tone was contemptuous, with a hint of teasing.

“Who are you?”

“How did you get my number?”

On the other end of the phone, the voice was low and unruffled.

“You should have heard a little about me, Young Lord of the Underworld Palace.”

The voice of the man in black, frivolous and idle, was somewhat cynical.

Qian Mantang, who was on the opposite side of the room, sat up straight all of a sudden.

The Young Lord of the Underworld?

Although he was in Jiangzhou, he had heard about some things in Yunhai.

The young lord of the Underworld Palace, who came out of nowhere.

He killed Zhang Biao, the chairman of the Wanrong Group, in public at his birthday banquet.

A high-profile announcement of the strong return of the Hades.

Later, he also supported Su Qingya, the president of the Yunhai Su Group, to become the head of the Yunhai Business Alliance.

Let the provincial Yang family’s plot against Yunhai go bankrupt, and even Yang Ke, lost his life.

It also made the young lord of the Underworld Palace, a certain amount of fame in the provincial city.

He just didn’t expect that in the middle of the night, the Young Lord of the Underworld Palace would call him.

“Something wrong?” Qian Mantang asked in a deep voice.

“It’s nothing much, just informing you of something.”

“Your son, Qian Hao, has offended my Underworld Palace.”

“So I killed him.”

“Get a grip and try to have a second child, hahahahahaha!”

What?

Qian Mantang’s head, with a buzzing sound, was suddenly struck by lightning.

“You killed my son?”

Unfortunately, the other side has

Sutra hung up.

Qian Mantang was in a cold sweat, his hands trembled non-stop, and he hurriedly dialed Qian Hao.

No one’s picking up!

Qian Mantang called Qian Zhongbao again, again no one answered.

When he was at a loss for words, Qian Mantang received a message.