Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 54 Didn't You Send That Killer? (Happy Chinese New Year everyone!)
As for going one step further, abducting more gains.

The girl never thought about it.

How much ability to do what things.

She always remembers one sentence.

Don't get what you don't deserve at a price you don't deserve.

That will only make you lose more than you gain.

Therefore, she likes to do things based on the principle of equivalent exchange.

It is both fair and just, and safe and worry-free.

It's the same this time.

With one billion Citicoins, about 70 billion Daxia coins, one billion Citicoin commodities were harvested.

That's enough.

The arms of one billion Citicoins were taken away directly.

So far, her main purpose of going abroad has been completed.

It was worthwhile for her to pull repeatedly and prepare for a long time.

the other side.

A billion check was lost and recovered.

The old man who got the check was overjoyed and admired the Roman numerals on it.

After hearing the man's reminder, his gray-green eyes glanced at him lightly.

He said in Iberian with a smile.

"Does it matter?"

The old man laughed.

Looks like a naive rich man.

Chris looked up.

Facing his old eyes that were too deep to see to the bottom.

His heart trembled, and he lowered his head knowingly and closed his mouth.

The old man patted him on the shoulder with a chuckle.

Said slowly.

"What she wants to do, whether she acts right or not, has nothing to do with us, even if she is a member of the Tulip family, it has nothing to do with us. As long as she wants to do business and can get the money, what's wrong?"

"Doing business, whoever is doing it is not doing it? Why bother to delve into it? The key is this."

As he spoke, he shook the check in his hand and rattled it.

At this time, he saw the blue mark left on the back of his hand.

Can't help but startled, then laughed.

"Hehe, what a lot of strength. The Tulip family, Morika, is really interesting, but these are all mine."

Looking at the check in his hand, the old man's eyes lit up.

There is a joy of finding something lost.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Commissioner, for your instruction."

The man broke out in a cold sweat.

The old man spoke without haste, but there was an invisible oppression.

He knew that the committee member said so much, it was a sign that he regarded him as a confidant.

It is also a warning.

If other people find out about this, I will be the first to be in danger.

Chris hesitated, still a little puzzled.

"In that case, why did your lord arrange that killer in front of the door?"

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, "What killer?"

"It's the killer at the door. We usually use rubber bullets or anesthesia bombs to detect outsiders."

"But I've checked that man's firearm. It uses our company's most advanced silent bullet. The explosive power is several times that of ordinary bullets. This kind of bullet is only equipped by our group's extremely professional top killers. This is clearly aimed at the opponent. I'm going to die."

Chris stared wide-eyed, looking at the commissioner whose face was getting uglier, his heart sank involuntarily.

Can't help trembling.

"Could it be... isn't that person arranged by you, my lord?"

"I thought you arranged it on your own."

The old man looked serious, "It's not you, and it's not me, so who sent it?"

The two looked at each other, suddenly covered in white sweat at the same time.

"it's me!"

A deep and cold voice suddenly came.

Suddenly, the door of the office opened, and a tall man walked in from the outside.

Black hair, thick beard, the nose piercing on the side of the nose emits a faint blue light, and the brown eyes are full of dark streamers.

　Ask for a monthly pass, recommend a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)