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Chapter five hundred and third price

"Give me his phone number."

Annabell hung up the phone, and the handler had already received a phone number from Cheng Wanjin and called out.

Cheng Wanjin is in a good mood. Since he arrived in this Western world, Cheng Wanjin hasn't been so happy for a long time.

Sitting in the car, watching the scenery on both sides slowly slide, strange buildings made him feel like he was coming to another planet.

At this time, Uncle Liu's phone rang.

Uncle Liu glanced at it and found that it was a strange number, but people who could have his phone number had a certain status, so he pressed the answer button.

The woman with a wild breath rang out: "Give the phone a thousand jin."

Uncle Liu was stunned for a moment, Cheng Wanjin's ears moved slightly, and he reached out and knocked Uncle Liu's shoulder.

Uncle Liu immediately handed over the phone.

"Hey? I missed me again so soon?" Cheng Wanjin said with a hint of teasing.

"Appoint a date, I want to talk to you." Annabel's voice was indifferent as if he was talking to a stranger.

"My time is very limited, but I would like to see you, go to your bed or mine?"

"Ha, are you just that little hobby?"

"Of course not. It's because I have too many hobbies and don't have time to put my energy into this kind of thing, so I have to fight quickly. If you want to chat with me, we can do things while chatting, without delaying it."

"You are such a shameless guy. I'm going to you, I'm very curious about you. But if you want to have sex with me, it depends on your ability."

"You said your enemy will become stronger every time you breathe. I asked, your enemy is Chen Hao, so I'm very curious, why do you still bet Chen Hao win?"

It is no secret that Cheng Wanjin's origin is at least clear in the eyes of some senior officials. If they want to know, they can turn Cheng Wanjin's past into a dozen pages of information, which must include everything that Cheng Wanjin has experienced in his half life. After all, the Western government and Cheng Wanjin had already found out all this clearly before they cooperated.

"Because I know he will win, you jihadists in the Western world are just a bunch of shit in front of him!"

Annabelle was very unhappy about Cheng Wanjin's words: "Cheng Wanjin, you are currently in the Western world, and you will never be able to return to the Eastern world. I advise you to set your position clearly and sit your butt on the side of the Western world, otherwise it will not be good for you."

Cheng Wanjin said dismissively: "I'm just describing the facts. Listen to me, go buy Chen Hao and win, and you will definitely make a big profit."

Annabel said coldly: "I'm not interested in money!"

Cheng Wanjin smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I'm not interested in money either, but I'm very interested in what money can bring. After all, money can solve most of the things in the world."

"Let's meet and chat."

Annabell hung up the phone.

Uncle Liu retracted the phone and stared at the wound on Cheng Wanjin's shoulder and asked with concern: "Young Master, is your injury okay?"

Cheng Wanjin rubbed the wound that was bitten by two poisonous fangs. The two wounds had black blood stasis, and the dark black blood vessels continued to spread for 4 weeks: "The blood clan's teeth are just like this. Not only can they not hurt me, but they can make me stronger."

Uncle Liu's expression became a little strange when he heard this, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes: "Young Master, I have paid too much for revenge."

Cheng Wanjin chuckled: "Uncle Liu, you are so pretentious. If someone can get an opportunity like me, he will never give up even if he pays 10 times the price."

Uncle Liu stumbled: "But you may not have to embark on the road of revenge. You have a choice. We have so much property, and you can live your life without worries."

The black blood vessels spread from the wound on Cheng Wanjin's neck had already crawled onto his face, which made half of his face look particularly ferocious.

Cheng Wanjin's face showed a trace of pain. He curled up in the spacious seat, his body began to tremble constantly, and blue smoke began to slowly emerge from his pores.

Uncle Liu gritted his teeth and turned to look forward.

The sound of teeth colliding in the seat behind him was heard.

"This is really ridiculous. Chen Hao, you must win! Damn, I actually hope this bastard wins the battle." Uncle Liu rubbed his face hard and looked at the gray world outside the window. Although he had been here for a few months, he was still completely unacceptable to the weather and temperature here. What he couldn't stand when sleeping was the fat black or white people outside.

In this world, only those elites have a standard figure. Most ordinary people have a serious weight exceeding the standard. Of course, there are also quite self-disciplined people among ordinary people, which is only a small part of ordinary people.

Unlike the Eastern world, the Western world uses the standards of raising pigs to raise its own people.

In addition, it has something to do with food. Most of the food here is oily and sweet food is extremely popular. It is not the sweet one in the Eastern world, but the sweet one that can make people feel terrible.

Uncle Liu recalled in his mind what happened when they arrived for about half a month.

That day, Henry, who had led them, came to the door.

This guy said that there is a good thing on hand that can help you become stronger quickly after thousands of jin.

However, the origin of that thing is not glorious, so it can only be taken in the black market.

Cheng Wanjin spent $50 million to buy the thing.

Uncle Liu didn't know what method to improve the cultivation level of Cheng Wanjin. He only knew that since then, Cheng Wanjin specially customized nearly 100 tons of iron blocks.

Hit every day, regardless of wind or rain.

But it was also from that time that Uncle Liu found that Cheng Wanjin had never slept again and hid himself in the house for two hours every day.

Uncle Liu was very worried and had listened secretly, and a very depressing moan of pain came from the room.

Nothing in the world is free except what parents give.

Even though Cheng Wanjin paid 50 million US dollars, this is just the beginning of all efforts.

When the vehicle was parked in front of the mansion, Cheng Wanjin had recovered. It seemed that nothing had happened, and the two dark snow caves on their shoulders had disappeared without a trace.

And it looks like Cheng Wanjin has a nearly pathological bright red color on his face.

Uncle Liu is not a star cultivator, and he doesn't understand whether Cheng Wanjin is so energetic after becoming stronger or the pathological flush after suffering.

At this moment, a nanny car also drove in and parked in front of Cheng Wanjin.

The car door opened and Annabell walked out of the car. Her blue eyes swept across the mansion of ten thousand pounds and said with a contempt: "Your home is not very good either. This is the property of the Katon family, but his family was bankrupt a year ago, leaving only this stone palace. I didn't expect you to buy it."

Cheng Wanjin suddenly picked up Annabelle and walked straight to the mansion: "Time is money, what's the matter on the bed?"
Chapter completed!
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