Tong Zhenghai showed a ferocious face and became angry with shame!

He didn't expect that Ji Changmu had no interest in the money. Yes, he couldn't see the slightest interest on Ji Changmu's face!

Sure enough, like father, like son, Ji Changmu is just like that Ji Donghuai!

"Tong Zhenghai, stop struggling, you clown." Ji Changmu's cold eyes were full of disdain and ridicule.

He just didn't expect that Tong Zhenghai also took away the key to his father's safe in a Swiss bank. As for how Tong Zhenghai took it away, he couldn't bear to hear it anymore. It was a shame that belonged to his father.

As long as Tong Zhenghai is sentenced to death, his father can be redressed.

As for the safe, he has no interest in it even if it is worth hundreds of millions.

If he can't get the key, he will donate it all to a Swiss bank in his father's name, and they will dispose of the assets.

"Hahaha, Ji Changmu, it turns out that you are not interested in the property left by your father. You are really noble, even worse than your father. Your Ji family is really interesting."

"Tong Zhenghai, you don't seem to understand me at all. I, Ji Changmu, have this ability. Wealth is only a matter of time. I have no interest in making a deal with the executioner who killed my father. If you seek skin from a tiger, you will get the backlash."

Ji Changmu was unusually calm and calm, his angular face hidden in the darkness of the prison.

There is no light here, it is dark and humid, and the air smells of decay.

He sat in a wheelchair and faced off against Tong Zhenghai, his face never wavering at all.

Over the years, he has only one promise to his father - to bring Tong Zhenghai to justice. He will never make a deal with Tong Zhenghai. This is his bottom line.

"Ji Changmu, it seems I underestimated you." The only light in Tong Zhenghai's eyes gradually dissipated, and his last thought was extinguished.

The only way he could survive was with Ji Changmu, but Ji Changmu couldn't get in.

He really didn't expect Ji Changmu to be such a person, indifferent to hundreds of millions of assets from Swiss banks.

Haha, did he really miscalculate?

He originally thought he had a perfect bargaining chip in his hand.

Ji Changmu raised his head and stared at Tong Zhenghai: "Tong Zhenghai, be a good person in the next life."

After that, Ji Changmu left coldly.

The prison door opened, and his cold and slender back disappeared from Tong Zhenghai's sight.

At that moment, Tong Zhenghai's defense was completely broken, his eyes were scarlet and he couldn't hold back the tears.

He was afraid. When he learned that he could not make any deal with Ji Changmu, he suddenly became afraid, afraid of death.

He was not afraid of the murder of Ji Donghuai back then. More than ten years later, he thought that this matter would never come to light, but he was wrong.

Skynet is restored, and he is now behind bars.

All that awaits him is the death penalty.

Ji Changmu walked out of prison.

The jade sky is clear and the wind and waves are calm.

Ayong was standing by the car waiting for him. When he saw him coming out, he asked with concern: "Mr. Ji, please go back to the hospital. Your injury is not healed yet."

"Um."

He had no intention of staying in this place for long.

After getting in the car and turning on his phone, Qiao Muyuan sent him a lot of scenery photos from his business trip.

She said that after getting together with him, she almost gave up the habit of posting photos on social media, because every time she took a beautiful photo, she only wanted to send it to him alone.

It is enough to share the happiness in life with him.
Chapter completed!