Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
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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