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After more than half an hour of communication, Tiwan was basically sure that Grandma Peng's condition had indeed worsened a lot.

Even if it doesn't reach moderate to mild insanity, I'm afraid it's not far off.

and,

For some unknown reason, Grandma Peng decided that Tiwan was her son, and Tiwan could only grit his teeth and admit it.

What else could he do? Refute? Or show off that Schindler was dead?

Do you believe that Grandma Peng, who has high blood pressure, bursts her blood vessels every minute to show you?

Furthermore,

After explaining that there was no blood vessel burst this time, Grandma Peng could just turn around and forget to continue to recognize him as her son. She couldn’t explain it again, right?

Anyway, I plan to support Grandma Peng, so this is nothing.

But Jiahe, who has always been regarded as a thief,

Because Grandma Peng's condition worsened, she had completely forgotten her identity as a "thief". With the support of Tiwan as her "son", she recognized her identity as Jiahe's "granddaughter" again.

The little girl was so happy that she clung to her grandma and smiled brightly. This little guy seemed to be a person who lacked love.

While the two authentic mothers and grandsons were chatting,

Tiwan took the middle-aged woman aside and prepared to say something.

It was just that sneaky look that made the latter look expectant. Was he finally about to encounter the unspoken rules for protecting the boundary?

Looking at the reddish face of the middle-aged woman strangely, Tivan explained the death of Mr. and Mrs. Schindler, and gave her a month's salary, which meant that she could find a new job.

Of course, Tiwan cannot live in Washington. Grandma Peng and the others need to go to New York with him.

After dismissing the middle-aged woman who looked disappointed, Tiwan looked at Jiahe and Sun Er from a distance, took out his mobile phone and called Fergie.

"Ah, hello Mr. Chen, where have you been? They said the previous equity document was lost and gave me a new equity document. I suspect there may be a problem in it. You'd better...

"

As soon as he answered the phone, Fergie on the other side was very professional.

Tiwan waited patiently for half a minute, but still couldn't wait for the other party to stop, so he could only intervene forcefully.

"I lost the document. Go and ask, I want to buy that house in Greenwich Village, Manhattan."

"Um...you don't need to ask anyone about this. You are the only current shareholder and have the first priority to purchase all properties within the company. I have an impression of that house, No. 176 Bleecker Street

, Ancient European Architecture, the market value is over one million, you don’t even need to pay, you only need one month’s dividends.”

Fergie's explanation surprised Tiwan. Was he already so rich?

"Okay, you draw up the real estate transaction contract over there, and I'll sign it when I get back."

Solved the housing problem,

Tivan checked the time and saw that it was almost dinner time.

He turned around and looked in the refrigerator. There weren't many ingredients left, but it was still enough to make a few sandwiches.

After preparing dinner, Tiwan called Jiahe and the others to come in for dinner.

It was rare for Grandma Peng to eat the food cooked by her son, so she naturally smiled while eating. She also scolded Jiahe who disliked her and told her how hard it was when she was young.

Jiahe looked unhappy, but he dared not speak out in anger. He could only glare at Tiwan from time to time.

After dinner,

Tiwan and his wife chatted with Grandma Peng for a long time, until the old man felt sleepy and went to sleep.

Jiahe also yawned and was about to go back to his room to sleep, but Tiwan stopped him with his hand.

"What are you doing?" Jiahe crossed his arms and looked warily: "Don't have any wrong thoughts, he taught me women's self-defense skills!"

The corners of Tiwan's mouth twitched.

He wanted to verbally despise Jiahe and express that he had no interest in her as a child.

But I can't find anything to dislike about it.

The figure and appearance are all above average, but at most I can find fault with my character...

its not right!

What are you thinking about?

Silently practicing meditation, Tiwan calmly informed Jiahe that he was moving to Manhattan, New York.

I thought I would be boycotted,

As a result, Jiahe once again acted out of common sense and blurted out excitedly: "Manhattan? Hell's Kitchen? Super cool! Okay, okay!"

Hell's Kitchen, officially known as Clinton District, is the darkest area in New York with the most concentrated gangs. New corpses are "produced" every night.

Tiwan: "...I'm sorry I said it wrong, we don't live in Manhattan."

Jiahe looked suspicious: "How is that possible? What I just heard was Manhattan!"

"You heard that right. But I don't want to live there anymore. I want to live in a house in New York City."

What does it mean to have money and be willful?

There are houses everywhere in New York, so you can live wherever you want.

"Uncle, you sound like you have a lot of houses? Are you rich?"

"It's enough to raise you until you're an adult."

"Then can you give me more pocket money every month?"

"It depends on your performance when the time comes."

"Performance? What kind of performance?" Jiahe took a step back and glanced at Tiwan: "You...don't really mean...huh?"

"..."

"Actually, uncle, you look pretty good and have a good figure, so it's not like you can't..."

Boom!

Jiahe hasn’t finished speaking yet,

Tiwan raised his hand and bounced it with his head shattered. After several upgrades, his body strength was not small. The little girl grinned when he bounced.

"Hey, if you don't want it, don't. Uncle, why do you still hit someone? I'm going to sue you for domestic violence!"

"..."

Seeing that Tiwan was speechless, Jiahe smiled slyly, his eyes turning into crescent moons.

This uncle who suddenly appears is quite funny.

Tiwan always felt that it was not appropriate to be led around like this.

He silently opened his hand to summon a finger-sized one, and then split a dozen of them, using his mind power to control the ones surrounding him. After more than ten years of training, controlling the size is just one of the ways to develop the flaming fireball.

Jiahe:【】

Not only did this move fail to frighten Jiahe, it also aroused her strong curiosity and pestered Tiwan to teach her magic now.

Not worried at all about the people around Tivan.

Although he had a headache, Tiwan still did not let go. He could only explain: "I am not qualified to teach magic. After you settle down in New York, I will take you to see my master."

If Gu Yi can really accept Jiahe as his disciple, then Tiwan will be able to relax a lot.

Jiahe was a little unhappy that he couldn't learn the magic right away. He turned around and ran upstairs with a pout, and when he was almost disappearing at the end of the stairs, he turned back to Tiwan and waved with a smile.

"Uncle, please go to bed early. You are welcome to come to my room to chat at any time in the evening~"

"..."

Seeing Tiwan's speechless look, Jiahe ran away with a smile.

until,

In the corner where Tiwan could not see, her smiling face turned cold in vain...

downstairs,

Tiwan rubbed his brow with a headache and suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

After all, she was not a daughter raised by his own family. Such teasing made him a little nervous. He only hoped that Gu Yi could accept this little goblin in the future.

He took it out again and dialed it to Fergie.

As expected, the person opposite was not asleep yet, indicating that the house purchase contract was ready.

"Yeah, not bad. But I'm going to buy one more. Find an area in New York City with fewer gangs. The location shouldn't be too remote, but it shouldn't be too prosperous. There should be a high school nearby. Try to choose a good one, not an aristocratic college.

.”

Tiwan's request is not available within the company, because the commercial investment value of this kind of location is not high, so Fergie said he would look for it himself tomorrow.

As for him being a lawyer doing real estate sales?

Who cares! Just have it.

After hanging up the phone, Tiwan sat on the sofa in the living room, clicked on the [Skill Panel], and used a skill point.

"The Darkborn Sword Demon", "The Radiant Lady Lux", "The Ancient Witch Spirit Xerath";

Two mages?

Half an hour later,

The message on the phone that was marked as a "black-hearted preserved egg" only contained a string of addresses, which was a wasteland in the eastern suburbs of Washington, DC.

Tiwan put down his phone, opened the portal, and walked in with a murderous look on his face.

Let the killing spree begin...