C1521 Prepare to Attack Junshi
"Let's wait for Jun Hao's return."
Jun Hai said in a low voice, "The children are all asleep. Let's rest early too. As they get older, they really can't bear the torment. They get up two or three times a night every night. They are very tired during the day."
It was really hard to take care of the children.
"Okay."
Ye Lan did not continue.
The night sky was getting darker and darker and the Jun Family's Residence was slowly enveloped by silence.
Hei Yan stood on the balcony of his room and looked at the situation outside. All the places he could see had their lights turned off.
He took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning.
Everyone should have fallen asleep.
He turned around and walked back to his room from the balcony.
The room was pitch black.
He didn't turn on the lights, creating the illusion that he was also in the middle of a dream.
Hei Yan didn't rest at night because he wanted to call Wuqing.
Because of the time difference, it was still daytime on Wuqing's side.
Wuqing took a long time to answer his call.
Hei Yan was getting impatient.
When Wuqing answered the phone, he scolded him in a low voice, "Why did you die?"
"I died to do business and help you make money."
Hei Yan sneered, "You will help me make money? If you do not finish all the money I earn, I will be blessed."
Relentless, he laughed in a low voice, "Those who know me, Hei Yan too."
"Let me tell you, I will use your money. He set up a charity organization to help people who needed help. I also regularly donated money to a few welfare institutes to help those children. We'll let them eat their fill and warm their clothes. We'll help you accumulate merits so that you don't go to the 18 layers of hell after you die. "
Hei Yan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
Every time he called Wuqing, he felt that he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.
Back then, he shouldn't have left everything to Wuqing.
"Wuqing, do you believe that I won't go back and take your life now!?"
"Hehe."
Wuqing's reply was a merciless mockery.
He didn't believe it!
Hei Yan was so angry that he stomped his feet.
Why didn't he know that Wuqing had the ability to anger people to death?
"The Jun's Group is now managed by Jun Le. This is the perfect time. Do you know what to do now? "1
"I don't know how to do business. I only know how to operate. I only know how to spend money."
Veins popped out on Hei Yan's forehead.
He was so emotional.
"Just help me inform Hei Zi. He will do it."
"Why don't I contact Blackie directly?"
"If you want to take the initiative to expose that you're still alive, feel free to contact Blackie directly."
Wuqing's words were spoken coldly. They sounded very worthy of the word "Wuqing."
"Don't forget, the Lan Family of Jin City is still keeping an eye on you. A slight movement of the wind and grass would expose your identity, Hei Yan. Don't blame me for not warning you. You are fighting alone now. Your soldiers can't fly, can't cast spells... Can't rush to your side as soon as you're in danger "
Hei Yan was speechless.
After a while, he said coldly, "Just do as I say and tell Hei Zi to do it. You just need to..."
Hei Yan could not say the word count the money.
Because Wuqing would only spend his money.
"By the way, Ye Junhao took my hair. Did he do a DNA test? If he did, the results would be out. It would be very easy to change it when he's not around. "
The DNA test was related to his life and death.
As long as Hei Yan contacted Wuqing, he would ask him a few times.
He was afraid that Wuqing, who wanted to persuade him to turn back, would deliberately hide it.
"Indeed, the Er family's hospital did not help him with the DNA test. The other hospitals did not receive it either. Mu Chuchen is now suffering from cancer. Director Ye probably does not have the mood to care about whether you are real or fake."
Hei Yan also hoped that it was like this.
"Mu Chuchen may not be cancer. Don't open your mouth and shut your mouth. She is a cancer patient and is about to die. It sounds ear-piercing."
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