After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

Whose phone number?

Why does Mr. Jiang seem to have seen a savior?

The assistant looked at Jiang Peiwen's sudden change in expression and couldn't help but guess secretly.

"You go out,"

Jiang Peiwen's eyes were dark and his tone was unclear.

"Remember, stop those people below by any means you can."

He thought of the situation downstairs in the group and added another sentence.

"Otherwise, I'll make you pay!!"

I don’t want to experience such an embarrassing thing as hiding in a bookcase a second time.

"Yes,"

The assistant immediately withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out, closing the door.

Jiang Peiwen rubbed his swollen and numb legs and sat down on the sofa.

"Is there any result?"

It's not hard to hear the impatience in the low tone.

"I have found the person you want, and he is right beside me now."

A man's emotionless voice came from the other end of the phone.

"but,"

He paused deliberately before continuing slowly.

"This guy's asking price is very high."

Jiang Peiwen's eyes were dark and he squeezed out two words.

"How tall?"

"Pay 10 million first,"

The man gave the offer truthfully.

"After the matter is completed, pay the balance of 10 million."

Twenty million?!

Jiang Peiwen knew the number wouldn't be low, but he didn't expect it to be so high.

Because of the affairs between the Zhu and Lu families, the company had already stopped most of the cooperation that had been negotiated. Although it had received some liquidated damages, the funds in the account were still not sufficient.

Twenty million is not a small amount for him now.

Do I really have to pay such a huge price to take revenge on Luo Yang?

There was some hesitation in his eyes.

"Boss Jiang, this guy is one of the most powerful Gu Masters in Southeast Asia. He has always been successful in all the cases he has been asked to take action on."

Seeing that Jiang Peiwen did not answer, the man opposite guessed something and continued in a low voice.

"Although 20 million is a lot, it is the price after the matter is completed. If the matter is not completed, the previous 10 million will be returned in full."

In other words, if the matter fails, you will not lose a penny.

Jiang Peiwen was somewhat tempted, but did not agree immediately.

"Didn't you say someone was with you? I want to talk to him."

There are some things he wants to ask in person.

"Please wait a moment,"

The man said something to the person on the other end of the phone, and then an extremely hoarse and old voice sounded.

"Mr. Jiang,"

These three simple words carried an indescribable harshness and coldness.

Jiang Peiwen felt as if his ear was scratched by something rough. He frowned and then spoke in a calm voice.

"How may I call you?"

"Mr. Jiang, just call me Ji Luo,"

The man's old voice, like a broken bellows, sounded again.

Jiang Peiwen looked at the sky of Kyoto with a deep look in his eyes. If you looked closely, you would find that his eyes were full of calculations.

"Twenty million is not a low price. I wonder how confident Mr. Giraud is that he can help me kill the person I want to kill?"

"Of course, one hundred percent,"

The man's tone was calm and affirmative, and he was obviously full of confidence.

I really don't know whether this old guy from Southeast Asia is brave and skilled, or ignorant and fearless.

Jiang Peiwen raised his frown, but the doubt in his eyes still did not disappear.

"Mr. Giraud, why don't you ask, who is the person I want you to kill?"

"We are all mortals,"

Ji Luo snorted coldly, his hoarse voice carrying a bitter, cold and sinister meaning.

"It doesn't matter who it is, as long as they can get me close."

indeed.

No matter how high Luo Yang's status is, she is just a woman in her twenties.

Jiang Peiwen narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

"Even if the other party also knows Gu?"

Ji Luo was obviously stunned, and when he spoke again, his tone was much more serious than before.

"The other party is also a Gu Master?"

When Jiang Peiwen thought of Jiang Tian’s words, his eyes became even colder and more gloomy.

"That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have specially invited you."

"Then I'm more interested,"

There was a hint of interest in Jiro's hoarse and rough voice.

"Does Mr. Jiang have any other questions?"

From this point of view, he does have some skills.

Jiang Peiwen looked gloomy, and there was a hint of deeper meaning in his cold tone.

"Besides killing people, can witchcraft do anything else?"

"Killing people is the easiest. My insects have many other uses."

Ji Luo seemed very happy that Jiang Peiwen asked this question, and his slow speaking speed was creepy.

"For example, torture, manipulation, etc."

Manipulation?

Jiang Peiwen noticed these two words instantly and his eyes trembled.

"What kind of control is it?"

"Naturally, it means literally, asking the other party to do things according to instructions,"

Giraud's answer was very simple, and he obviously didn't plan to say more.

"As for more details, if Mr. Jiang is interested, we can talk in person."

His attitude was stiff.

"Of course, if Mr. Jiang is not interested, there is no need for us to waste each other's time."

Manipulate the other party to act according to your instructions.

Jiang Peiwen's mind was filled with these words, and all kinds of emotions surged in his eyes.

After being silent for dozens of seconds, he spoke again.

"I will transfer the money to your account in half an hour. As for the rest, we can talk about it when we meet."

"Looking forward to meeting you, Mr. Jiang."

As Jiro's hoarse voice fell, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Peiwen still stood at the window without moving.

Letting Luo Yang do what he wants is much more valuable than killing her.

With the Lu family backing them up, it would be easy for the Jiang family to turn things around or even move up a level.

If he had known that witchcraft could have such an effect, he should have taken action when that dead girl came to Kyoto.

He looked at the prosperity below, as if he saw the future of the Jiang family. The ambition and expectation in his eyes almost became reality.

At this time, they were both in the Shen Group in Kyoto.

"Mr. Shen,"

Feng Peng looked at the two people coming out of the elevator and immediately put on a standard smile with eight teeth. His eyes fell from Shen Tang to Qi Jing.

"I don't know what this gentleman's name is?"

With such a superior figure and temperament, and wrapped so tightly, it is more likely that she is in the entertainment industry.

I don’t know which one it is.

Qi Jing didn't say anything. He looked at Shen Tang from under his cap, waiting for her answer.