Chapter 951: Trading

Wang Jianshe in the office sat decadently on the armchair, he raised his right hand wearily, closed his eyes and kneaded his nose.

After so many years of struggling, the rule taught by this society is that money can solve all problems, and money is everything.

But now he suddenly discovered that sometimes money is nothing, and it has no effect at all.

Regarding what Wang Sheng did before, Wang Jianshe felt extremely angry from the bottom of his heart.

This guy is really a scum at all, he has done everything that can be written in the criminal law, and the only value of his life in the world is to waste food.

Wang Jianshe sighed deeply, but no matter how useless he was, he was still his son, the only blood left by him and his dead wife.

His eyes moved down to the faded photo on the table, in which was a young woman holding her belly, her face full of happiness.

"Whelan, sometimes I wonder, if you hadn't left at that time, and you had taken care of this kid at home, wouldn't he have become like this."

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

"Your wife? Hehe, the dress is really old-fashioned." Anna, with her legs crossed and her back leaning on the swivel chair, said with a slightly teasing voice.

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

"Don't press it, I have already cut off the line, besides, do you really think those wastes from your company's security department can solve me?"

With a faint smile on her face, Anna stared at the man in front of her, leaned forward slightly, and put the photo frame in her hand back 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 did not reveal his emotions just now, facing the murderous cult lunatic, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

"I want to see him. It's very simple. I need you to do something for me. As long as you help me with mine, Wang Sheng will return it to you."

With a population of more than one billion, it is even 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 other party's ability and connections might be able to help her.

Wang Jianshe frowned slowly, and after thinking for a short ten seconds, he said, "It can be considered, but before that, I need to talk to him first."

"That's not good, he's a little inconvenient now."

"What's inconvenient? You don't let me know Wang Sheng's current situation, how can I be sure, has he been torn up by you long ago?"

Wang Jianshe's attitude is very tough, constantly fighting for the sovereignty of discourse.

"Did you see the calligraphy behind me? It's a shame to talk about business since I came to plow and read. The world is fair and sixteen liang, the amount of the north and south is increased by one, and the palm of the lucky star is added. I am a qualified businessman, no matter what you want me to do , Your price is too low."

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

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

"Huh~" A miserable green rotten flame appeared on Anna's left side in an instant, illuminating her face in a miserable green.

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

Anna stood up and passed through the green flames and walked in front of Wang Jianshe, holding the blade with one hand along his neck and inserting it directly into the armchair.

A cold voice sounded in Wang Jianshe's ears, "Either you do me this favor today, or I just kill you, how about it? Is the price high enough now?"

Wang Jianshe, who had an extremely ugly expression, tried to speak harder, 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 and indifferent, it seems like a pool of stagnant water, but it also makes people shudder...

Wang Jianshe couldn't get the words out of his mouth. He had a premonition that as long as he dared to disagree, the other party would really scratch his neck.

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

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

On the paper is the appearance of Charles' parents, as well as his appearance as a child and teenager. As for Charles' sister, Anna did not draw.

Because if the time of the surface, earth and sea is reversed, then she is not much bigger than the current Tuba.

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

Anna knew that since the big stick was given, it was time to give a sweet date.

"If you find them, I will not only return Wang Sheng to you, but I can also give you more. In this matter, your son has far-sightedness than you."

"If I find it, how can I contact you?" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wang Jianshe lowered his head rationally.

"There is my newly registered phone number behind the painting. Remember, don't try to solve the problem in other ways, and don't even think about running away. You don't even know what you're facing."

As Anna said, as her body trembled 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, pressed the button lightly, and was shocked to find that the ground had not been tampered with.

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

The clown is playing chess with him, and different suits of poker appear and disappear in his hands.

"Don't urge, what are you urging, the more you urge me, the slower I will go down." Tuba muttered dissatisfied.

At this moment, there was movement from the door, and Anna, who was trembling at a high frequency, walked in from the door.

While the clown turned his head to look, Tuba stood up quietly, ready to change the chess pieces secretly.

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, put the hat that trapped Tuba on his head, and walked towards the next door.

Anna's room is next door, and there is basically nothing there.

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

I saw that the arm that the clown conjured up with magic was continuously oozing with dark brown liquid, and it was gradually rotting.

It's nothing if this hand can no longer be used, but this rotten flesh and blood is actually spreading to the good part of her.

The thick rubber band was tightly wrapped around the upper end of the forearm to prevent blood loss. Anna took out the short blade and began to cut an inch of the rotten arm.