Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

When Anthony came back from gathering the last manpower, he saw a group of his men collapsed on the ground in front of the door, walking in, and also in the living room. He also heard his grandfather's uncomfortable groan. He thought he heard it wrong, and then After walking a few steps inside, he saw his grandfather curled up on the ground, and Guido looked at him with a slight smile.

Not caring about anything else, he trotted up to his grandfather, squatted on the ground, and tried to help him up, but he could only curl up in pain and couldn't help him up at all.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" he shouted anxiously.

Old Popov endured the physical discomfort and struggled to utter a few words: "Anthony, I have been poisoned, and I am even sick."

Anthony looked at An Moxue, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked suppressedly: "What kind of poison did you give my grandfather? Get rid of it first, and the rest can be discussed."

An Moxue seemed to have heard some joke.Said: "Anthony, are you drinking at the player's house?"

Anthony was confused, "What?"

An Moxue found it funny, "Do you think you are stupid or am I naive?"

As soon as An Moxue finished speaking, she turned sideways, and a bullet flew out from her right hand. A bullet hit the sofa where she had just been sitting. At the same time, a person grunted from the place where the bullet came.

An Moxue fired several more shots, while constantly dodging.

For a moment, everyone in the room stopped breathing, fearing that the blind bullets would fly to them.

Before the people in the room could see how she fired the gun, they saw her throw a gun, take out two more guns from her pocket, one in each hand, in different places, and shoot without looking. go out.

Until no more bullets hit her, she pointed the hand holding the gun at Anthony again, and with two whooshes, the bullets penetrated her flesh. An Moxue sat back on the sofa, her eyes full of murderous intent, but there was a smile on her lips. The whole person is dangerous and evil.

Anthony groaned twice and glared at An Moxue angrily.

"Anthony, this is not all about force! It's a bit weak! I wonder what you two are planning to do?" An Moxue's words were arrogant and infuriating.

An Moxue was sitting on the sofa. She was not annoyed when she couldn't wait for a reply. She stood up slowly, took out the snuff bottle for Old Popov to smell, opened it, put it under Anthony's nose and smelled it, and sat back. Go to the sofa and just look at Anthony.

At this moment, the other people in the room had one thought in their minds: This woman should not be offended, and whoever offends her would be in trouble.

Anthony gradually became ill. Like the old Popov, both grandfather and grandson fell together in unbearable pain. Maybe Anthony was young and could not endure the pain as much as the old Popov. In addition, he was shot twice in the leg and was still bleeding. , looks worse and more serious.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Old Mr. Popov, look at how pitiful your grandson is. He is not going to die. After all, he was shot twice in the leg. I wonder if he will die if he bleeds too much?"

Then An Moxue took out a stack of paper from her bag. The paper contained details about the members of the Popov family and their property. It indicated each member's current job and home address, as well as their personality and All have specialties.

An Moxue wanted to laugh when she looked at this pile of paper, remembering Wu Sicheng's insistence on following him before leaving and his final concession. Finally, he gave her this pile of information about the Popov family.

After reading the information, An Moxue walked to Old Popov. After a few injections, his symptoms disappeared and she said to him: "How is it? Have you thought about how to compensate me? However, I think if your grandson If you die, your clan will be cut off. I wonder what the other clan members will think? After all, they are all descendants of the Popov family. Why can you control the wealth of the Popov family while the others Isn’t it possible?”

Old Popov stood up slowly, sat on the nearest sofa, looked at An Moxue and said, "Miss Guido, can I ask you a question?"

An Moxue nodded, "You ask?"

"Are you a descendant of the Nalan family?"

An Moxue pretended to be confused and said, "What did you say? I don't understand very well. The Nalan family? Who are they?"

Old Popov looked at her, trying to find the answer on her face, "Are you really not?"

An Moxue asked very curiously: "No. What does the Nalan family have to do with you? Is it very powerful? Why do you think I am from that Nalan family?"

Old Popov looked at her straightly and said, "Since you are not from the Nalan family, there is no need to know. We sent people to your house several times. In fact, there was no malicious intention. We just wanted to prove that you were Nalan's family." People of the Lan family, after all, hundreds of years ago, we owed the Nalan family a favor. I thought that if you are, I must treat you well and return this favor, but the prerequisite is that you must be a member of the Nalan family. If you are not, then forget it. However, I did not expect that the person I sent did not do the job well, misunderstood my meaning, made it self-defeating, and caused you trouble. I apologize to you. "

An Moxue felt funny in her heart. She is indeed a mature man. Listen, if you don't know the inside story, you have to praise it. The Popov family is really affectionate and righteous. They have not forgotten to tell their descendants to repay the kindness they had done hundreds of years ago.Then the selfish behavior turned into repaying a favor. It was indeed shameless. Being able to do things that betrayed the master seemed to be the power of blood. It was the same line of shamelessness, ruthlessness, and profit first.

An Moxue only wanted to reply to him with two words - Haha!

An Moxue sat on the sofa, looked at Anthony, and said, "Old man, look at your grandson, do you think these things I like to hear can still solve the problem? I'm afraid if you keep grinding, your grandson will... It won’t work anymore.”

Old Popov followed his gaze and after a long time asked two words: "What do you want?"

An Moxue picked up the pile of information about the Popov family that Wu Sicheng gave her and said: "In three days, call all members of the Popov family back for a meeting. I want you to surrender to me and be used by me. Whatever I say will be What, you must not resist, another person will change the property I checked above to my name."

She handed the information to Old Popov and motioned for him to take a look.

Old Popov took the information and became more frightened and angry as he read it. He shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

An Moxue crossed her legs, flicked her fingers on the table, looked at her, and said sarcastically: "Why don't you dare? Do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

Old Popov looked at his grandson Anthony. He was now covered in a pool of blood, and due to his constant twisting, the wound was still bleeding. He looked at the red pool, as if he was fighting something, and his face was hideous and terrifying, like hell. Here come the evil spirits.

"Grandpa, don't answer him!" Anthony spoke with difficulty as he listened to the conversation between the two people.

"Haha——" An Moxue seemed to have heard some joke and said, "That's okay."

As she said that, she stood up quickly, came to Old Popov, took out the snuff bottle, opened it, smelled it into Old Popov's nose a few times, then closed it and sat back on the sofa.

A group of people on the ground listened and felt that the situation in the Popov family was about to change.