Mysteries of the Earthsea

   Chapter 951 Transaction

  Wang Jianshe in the office sat decadently on the chair. He raised his right hand wearily, closed his eyes and kneaded himself among the people.

  For so many years, the law that this society has handed over to itself is that money can solve all problems, and money is everything.

   But now he suddenly discovered that sometimes money is not a fart, and it has no effect at all.

  For those things that Wang Sheng did before, Wang Jianshe felt extremely angry from the bottom of his heart.

  Seriously, this guy is a scumbag. He has done everything that can be written in the criminal law. His only value in the world is wasting food.

  Wang Jianshe sighed deeply. No matter how trash he is, he is still his own son, the only bloodline left between himself and his dead wife.

  His gaze shifted down, staring at the slightly faded photo on the table. Inside was a woman holding her belly, her face full of happiness.

   "Whelan, I sometimes think, if you don’t leave, and you take care of this kid at home, he won’t be like this anymore."

  While Wang Jianshe looked at the photo and recalled the past, an extremely old hand with age spots stretched out and grabbed the photo frame.

   "Your wife? Haha, your dress is really old-fashioned." Ana said with a slightly joking voice, crossing Erlang's legs and leaning on a swivel chair.

  When Wang Jianshe saw that the cult leader he had talked with was actually in front of him, his pupils slightly shrank, and his right hand quietly pressed the button under the desk.

  "Don't press it, I cut the line a long time ago. Besides, do you really think those people in your company's security department can solve the problem?"

   With a Ruowu smile on her face, Anna stared at the man in front of her, leaning forward slightly, and returning the photo frame in her hand to its original position.

  "Relax, are you worried about Wang Sheng? Don't worry, I'm sure he is alive and well now."

   "Where is he now?" Wang Jianshe didn't expose his emotions just now. He was neither humble nor overbearing in the face of the murderous cult lunatic.

  "It’s a short answer to want to see him. I need you to do something for me. As long as you help me fix my affairs. Wang Sheng will naturally return it to you."

   With a population of more than one billion, it is more difficult for Anna, who is still wanted by the IMF, to find an ordinary family of four.

  So she came to find Wang Sheng’s father, and the ability and connections of the other party might be able to help her.

  Wang Jianshe frowned slowly. After a brief ten seconds of thinking, he said, “You can consider it, but before that, I need to talk to him first.”

   "That won't work, he is a little inconvenient now."

  "What’s the inconvenience? You don’t let me know about Wang Sheng’s current situation. How can I be sure that he has been torn up by you a long time ago,"

  Wang Jianjian’s attitude is very tough, constantly fighting for the sovereignty of words.

  "Did you see the calligraphy behind me? Self-cultivation is ashamed to say, and the world is fair.

  Add one plus for the quantity of the South and the North, and add the palm of Fu Lu and Shou Xing. I am a qualified businessman. No matter what you want me to do, the price you pay is too low. "

   "The price is too low? That's your son."

   "No, that's not my son, that's just a reason that pops out of your lips. Unless you let me talk to him with my own eyes, I don't think Wang Sheng is in your hands."

   "Hoo~" The horrible green rot appeared on Anna's left side instantly, illuminating her face in horrible green.

  The flame flickered quickly, and the desk in front of the two of them was instantly covered by flames.

  Anna stood up and walked directly from the green flame to Wang Jianshe, holding the blade in one hand, running it along his neck, and directly inserting it into the chair.

  A cold voice rang in Wang Jianshe’s ears, "Either you do me a favor today, or I kill you directly, how about? Is the price high enough now?"

  Wang Jianjian with an unusually ugly expression tried to make his mouth hard, but finally when he saw Anna's eyes, his body seemed to be poured from head to toe by a bucket of ice water.

   Calm, indifferent, it seems like a pool of stagnant water, but it is also chilling...

  Wang Jianjian couldn't say what he said. He had a hunch that as long as he dared to say disagree, the other party would really scratch his neck directly.

   "It's high enough, what do you want me to do for you."

   Several portraits were thrown on his face by Anna, "Help me find these three people, I want to know where they are."

  The paper shows the appearance of Charles's parents and his childhood. As for Charles's younger sister, Anna did not paint.

  Because if the time on the surface and the sea are reversed, then she is not much older than Tuba now.

  Wang Jianshe observed those portraits without saying a word, and said nothing.

  Anna knew, now that she gave a big stick, she should give a sweet date.

  "Find them, I will not only return Wang Sheng to you, but I can talk to you more. In this matter, your son is far more visionary than you."

   "If I find it, how can I contact you?"

  "There is my newly registered phone number behind the painting. Remember, don't try to solve the problem in other ways. You don't know what you are facing."

  Anna said, as her body quivered rapidly, she sank directly into the floor in front of Wang Jianshe.

  Seeing this scene, Wang Jianshe was immediately moved. After waiting for a few seconds, he walked to the place where Anna had left and pressed it lightly. He was shocked to find that the ground really hadn't moved his hands or feet.

  In the hotel where Anna lives, Touba looks like a statue of The Thinker, sitting on a bucket of instant noodles, looking at the chess board in front of him.

  It is the Joker playing chess with him, and pokers of different suits appear in his hands.

  "Don't rush, what urge, the more urge, the slower I will be."

   Just then, UU reading www.uukanshu. There was movement from the door of com, and Anna walked in from outside the door, shaking with high frequency.

   While the clown turned his head to look away, Touba stood up quietly, ready to secretly exchange chess pieces.

  But the purple star hat that the clown dropped from the sky directly covered his head.

   "Mask, come to my room."

   Hearing Anna’s words, the clown nodded, buttoned the hat that trapped Tuba towards his head, and walked towards the room.

  Anna’s room is next door, basically nothing.

  Seeing the clown mask coming out from under the bed, Anna rolled up her sleeves, "What's the matter with your hand, why is it starting to rot?"

  I saw that the arm that the clown conjured by magic was constantly oozing with dark brown liquid, and it was gradually decayed.

  It’s okay to just use this hand, but the rotten flesh and blood is spreading to the good part of her.

  The thick rubber band was fastened firmly on the upper end of the forearm to prevent blood loss. Anna took out the short blade and started cutting with an inch on the rotten arm.

  (End of this chapter)