Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.2: Reverse Scale - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
A car slowly came to a halt beside a two-storey building located opposite to Songjiang’s North Station. Wu Wensheng walked out of the car and instructed, “You don’t need to come in. Just wait in the car.”
“Alright,” Wu Wensheng’s nephew replied.
Wu Wensheng tidied up his suit before he headed up the stairs to the second floor. He pushed the door open and walked into the room.
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Seven minutes later, inside the room on the second floor.
A bald middle-aged man wearing pajamas blew his nose before asking, “Tea?”
“I’ll pass. I’ll be leaving after saying my piece,” Wu Wensheng said as he settled down on the sofa. He raised his head to look at the middle-aged man and asked, “You aren’t feeling well?”
“It’s pneumonia. My fever just receded,” the middle-aged man replied as he coughed a little. He took a seat opposite to Wu Wensheng before asking, “Is the funeral over?”
“Yeah, it’s settled.” Wu Wensheng took out a cigarette box as he asked with a slight frown. “Why are you staying in Black Street Sector these days?”
“It would be a waste to leave this flat empty after buying it. Besides, there’s too many issues at home these days, so it’s becoming cumbersome to return. I’m thinking of just resting here for the time being,” the middle-aged man replied.
Wu Wensheng took a sharp puff of smoke before replying deeply, “Old Yan, how much stock do we have left in the storage room?”
“Not much,” the middle-aged man replied after thinking for a moment. “We can probably put together five of them.”
“Contact the regulars. Try to sell them off as soon as possible,” Wu Wensheng instructed.
Old Yan frowned upon hearing those words. “Are you really intending on dabbling in the medicine market together with Yuan Ke?”
“That’s not entirely it,” Wu Wensheng replied with a deep sigh. “Little Wu’s death has complicated some matters. We’ve been waking too close with Yuan Ke recently, which struck the nerves of some people in the Police Bureau. We need to lie low for the time being.”
“Ha!” Old Yan sighed deeply. He remarked grudgingly, “I told you t
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