Chapter 142 Why don't you grab it!

"Bring people up."

Fu Siyi's voice was cold without any warmth, and Feiyun shivered unconsciously.

After a while, Xia Yan and a few others pushed up two tightly wrapped men in black clothes with only their eyes exposed.

"Be honest!" Xia Yan kicked one of the men's knees, forcing him to kneel down.

The man groaned in pain and knelt on the ground, but his eyes were full of unyielding. The other man just knelt obediently when he saw this, but his back was straight and he looked indomitable.

Feiyun was a little contemptuous. He thought that this group of people had such backbone that they would swear to the death.

Cui Wuhen yawned a little sleepy, he crossed his legs and stared at the man kneeling on the ground, "Who sent you here?"

The man in black who knelt down first had his eyes on Fu Siyi vaguely.

"Tsk! It doesn't matter if you don't say it, someone sent by the Fu family." Cui Wuhen continued.

Being able to follow them here, no one except Mr. Fu would do such a wicked thing.

I have to say that these two people are quite smart, and they were not discovered all the way with them.

There was a wave in the man's exposed eyes, and he raised them slightly.

The man in black next to him spoke first, "Master, the Patriarch has been looking for you for many years, I hope you will go back as soon as possible!"

"Master, you should have had enough fun outside these years, please go back and take charge of the overall situation!" At this time, the man who knelt down first also spoke.

There was a faint layer of anger between Fu Siyi's brows, and his slender fingers tapped on the table, making a "da" and "da" sound, which echoed in the dead space.

"Go back? Let that dead old man live his dream!" Xie Tianyan said in disgust.

go back?What are you doing back home?

Let brother Yi be a puppet to work for the Fu family?
A tiger does not eat its children, a person who even deceives his own son, isn't Brother Yi going back to the tiger's mouth?

How did brother Yi's father die, and now he wants to make his own grandson repeat the same mistakes?
Fu Guangyao cheated his father, cheated his son, cheated his grandson.

"Since they have been followed here, then these two people can't stay." Cui Wuhen said solemnly.

They came here before to get rid of this group of people, but today they were careless.

It's all here, so don't leave.

At this time, Boss Crab——

Oh no, boss Xie jumped out.

"Brother Yi, give these two to me, my big baby hasn't been fed yet!" Xie Tianyan rubbed his hands in anticipation.

The big treasure in his mouth is Chen Xing's soul-suppressing treasure - a mutated king crab that is as big as three people.

In Lu Yan's words, it is an enlarged version of Mr. Crab.

"Look at how promising you are, aren't you just a crab?" Cui Wuhen looked contemptuous.

Isn't he naive? How old is he who raises crabs, but that fish tastes pretty good.

"Fuck off, remember to pay me for the fish, that fish is two hundred million!" Xie Tianyan was about to be vomited blood by Cui Wuhen.

"Damn it!" Cui Wuhen just took a sip of water, and immediately spit it out, "Is that dead fish of yours made of gold? Why don't you grab two hundred million!"

This TM is clearly extortion!

Why don't you just eat a fish from him?

Two hundred million, is he planning to save money to buy a coffin for the fish?

"One hundred million fish, and the other one hundred million is your compensation for my mental damage!" Xie Tianyan was indignant.

"I'm going to Nima! [-] million? Go ahead and dream! If you keep arguing, I'll fry your crabs too!" Cui Wuhen glared at him.

Seeing that the two were arguing again, Fu Siyi helplessly supported his forehead, and said to Feiyun, "Take care of these two and send them to Xiao Xie. Remember not to leave anyone alive."

 Let me tell you the truth, in fact, I used to write suspense short stories on other platforms, and then I was not in the right state, so I wanted to write some brainless sweet pet articles. Please don’t take your brains when reading this novel, because I just want to write something Take it easy and relax.

  This is my fourth year of writing, but in the true sense, I have only been writing for two years. I also know that writing needs to be experienced. I think my writing is not very good, and it can even be said to be terrible. It is you who have been voting for recommended votes, monthly tickets and rewards that give me the motivation to continue writing.I often think, you are very good, but I, the author, have let everyone down a bit.

  
 
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