Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 926: I Need to Cool Down
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 32: Run, Run!
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 254: First Cripple Him
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 744.5- 250 thousand crystals
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 889 - Mind-Boggling Wealth
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 744- 250 thousand crystals part 1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 770: The Power of Spacetime
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 197 - This Seems To Be The Birth Of A New Godly Powerhouse.
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.11 - Good Sunny Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3719: The Sword Heart Ancestor
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 253: Unruly
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 407: Take a Look at This World
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 31: Even More Ridiculous
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 252: Even Sect Locations Could Be Auctioned
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 743- Black Solid reappears
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 888 - Flame Dragon God's Exchange
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 742- Finally meeting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 769: Battle
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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