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World Seven (30) Death

World Seven (30) Death (1 / 2)

"Since you are going to treat us, shouldn't you prepare the ingredients in advance?" Lin Jiu had wanted to ask this question since she entered the supermarket.

Jiang Xian smiled very frankly, "Because I want to go to the supermarket with you, and going to the supermarket with two people is a completely different feeling than going alone, right?"

Lin Jiu was caught off guard by Jiang Xian's straight ball. She turned to look out the window and abruptly changed the topic, "Have the funds for Ruan Qing's project been in place?"

"It's just a small studio. She originally only wanted 200,000, but since she's already a good person, she might as well do it to the end, so I just allocated 500,000." Jiang Xian's words sounded a bit like sarcasm, "Of course, I It's in the name of Director Liang, but the money was debited from your account."

"...Are you mocking me?" Lin Jiu looked at Jiang Xian hesitantly.

"Yes." Jiang Xian readily admitted, "Actually, I have recently planned to buy a new car. I wonder if 'Director Liang' is willing to sponsor me 500,000?"

Lin Jiu was silent for a moment, then took out a credit card from his wallet, "My dad's secondary card can probably be used for one million yuan this month."

"Pfft." Jiang Xian suddenly lost his strength, "You look like a rich woman supporting a pretty boy."

"No." Lin Jiu put the card back into her wallet and corrected him seriously, "If you want to take care of me, my dad will take care of you."

The topic of who supported whom continued until Jiang Xian parked his car downstairs in the unit. When Lin Jiu followed Jiang Xian into the unit door carrying the smallest shopping bag, he suddenly saw a white light flashing on the glass door.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xian pressed the elevator button and saw Lin Jiu still standing at the door of the unit, so he came back and asked.

Lin Jiu glanced at the green belt in front of the unit building for a few times before shaking his head, "It's nothing, maybe I saw it wrong."

Entering the elevator, Jiang Xian suddenly mentioned another person, "I heard that Taeheng's Tang Director will take a back seat."

Since she and Tang Song broke up peacefully that day, except for hearing from people in the company that Tang Song came to see her the next day, this person has completely disappeared from her life.

It wasn't until Lin Jiu was discharged from the hospital and returned to Lihua that she learned that Tang Song had returned to Taiheng to take over, and his hurried attitude seemed as if Tang Song's father had been issued a critical illness notice and was about to pass away.

As for why Tang Song suddenly changed his gender and became a workaholic, Lin Jiu didn't care about it at all. Of course, she didn't think that broken love could have such a great impact on Tang Song.

Now that Jiang Xian mentioned Taeheng, Lin Jiu was thinking of another thing, "You went to Mr. Tang's birthday party with my dad last month. Tang Song didn't say anything nonsense to my dad, right?"

"Isn't it too late for you to ask about what happened last month now?" Jiang Xian said with a smile, "Mr. Tang looked so majestic that day. I even wondered if he secretly changed the core." , it looks completely different from before.”

"Oh? How is it different?" Lin Jiu asked curiously.

Jiang Xian glanced at Lin Jiu and saw that there was no other deeper emotion on her face except curiosity, and then said: "She looks very much like Director Tang before, or rather, she looks like the second Director Liang. "

Liang Yu has become the "other people's child" used by the elders in the circle to lecture the younger ones. Even Lin Jiu was inevitably compared to Lin Jianhua once or twice.

"Oh, that's really incredible." Lin Jiu exclaimed, feeling a little sad in her heart, "People are indeed different. I have worked hard for half a year, but it is not as good as two months for people to improvise. .

Jiang Xian laughed out loud and patted Lin Jiu on the head, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

World Seven (30) Death (2 / 2)

At twelve o'clock in the evening on the 17th block, a figure staggered out of the door of the Poison Bar, with his head lowered, as if he was drunk and drunk. He walked next to a bright blue convertible sports car, Opened the car door and sat in.

On the roadside across the street from Block 17, a middle-aged man just over forty sat on the curb. He was wearing the characteristic yellow uniform of a takeout delivery person. An electric car with a delivery box was parked beside him.

Wang Wei turned on his phone and checked the time. His heartbeat was a little fast. He looked at both sides of the road, looking a little nervous. However, in the blurry night, this nervousness was not reflected in the surveillance above him.

He was diagnosed with terminal cancer six months ago, and it was not incurable. However, he went to work alone in a big city. He had an old mother who could not take care of himself and a daughter who had just entered junior high school.

Sometimes death is not a terrible thing. What is terrible is that the person you love is left behind. So when the person calling himself Yipai Fund came to the door, he agreed without hesitation.

He sold his life for 200,000 yuan. The money was provided to him in the name of a fund, and he converted it into a certificate of deposit issued in the name of his daughter.

But now, it was time for him to surrender his life. Suddenly a dazzling light flashed on the other side of the road. Wang Wei stood up in excitement, took two steps out, and walked around to the outside of the electric car.

With his left foot on the white line dividing the motor vehicle and non-motor vehicle lanes, Wang Wei turned his back to the sports car roaring towards him. The sound of the hunting wind was like the sound of the scythe of death swiping down.

Everything happened in just ten seconds. After the blue sports car hit the pedestrians on the roadside at high speed, it escaped without stopping. The flashing surveillance camera faithfully recorded all this.

After partying alone in the deserted street in the early morning, the bright blue sports car drove back to the lively 17th Street Block. The figure still opened the car door unsteadily and walked into the bar.

The man squeezed through the merrymaking crowd, climbed to the second floor holding on to the wall, and pushed open the door of a private room.

The private room was very quiet. Except for the young man lying on the sofa who murmured from time to time, the three young women sat together quietly.

"Is it done?" one of the women in a cleaning uniform asked.

"That's necessary." The person who came in took off the wig on his head and changed his sluggish posture. "I can follow your instructions and carefully control the proportion. The man is seriously injured at most and will not die. .

"Cleaner" nodded, "Okay." She threw a handbag at hand to the man, "I'll give you your reward."

The man opened the zipper, took a look, and smiled with satisfaction, "Your boss is so refreshing."

"Stop talking nonsense." The woman pointed impatiently at the cleaning truck in the corner, "Hurry in and I'll take you out of here."

"Okay." The man who took the money was very talkative and hid himself in quickly.

The woman pushed into the car, adjusted her hair and covered most of her face, and before leaving, she worriedly asked the other two girls in short skirts, "The police will be here soon, do you know what to say?"

The two girls nodded quickly, "I know, I know, sister Nancy, don't worry."