90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 75

The car stopped and Gao Tianbao, who was about seven or eight years old, immediately rushed out of the villa.

"Grandpa! I want to eat McDonald's! Did you buy me some McDonald's?"

The child, who was seven or eight years old, was almost 1.5 meters tall, with a broad back and a thick layer of flesh on his face. There was a relatively obvious black mole on each cheek and another on the bridge of his nose. The child's clean face looked dirty because of these three moles.

Before Gao Jianren could say anything, Gao Tianbao caught a glimpse of the fried chicken leg in Anzi's hand and rushed over to grab it.

Anzi slightly turned sideways to avoid his dirty hand, and then stretched out his foot to trip him, causing him to fall hard.

Gao Tianbao is a bully in the subdivided flat. Many children in the neighborhood have been bullied by him. He has snatched Anzi's snacks before. This fall can be regarded as revenge.

"Oh! Tianbao!" The short and fat Wang Yan screamed and rushed over to help her son, almost knocking the strong but weak Gao Jindong to the ground.

"Your mother!" Gao Jindong turned around and kicked her in the butt, causing her legs to go limp and she fell beside Gao Tianbao.

But Wang Yan didn't care about her own pain at all, she rolled over and crawled over to pull up her son.

Gao Tianbao had a broken front tooth, his mouth was full of blood, and he was crying loudly with his mouth open.

Anzi curled his lips slightly, and his mood suddenly became much better.

She looked up. The small villa was built deep in the dense forest. The trees around it were very tall. Even though it was two o'clock in the afternoon, when the sky was at its brightest, it was still dim here.

It's deserted and there's no surveillance these days, so it's a great place for kidnapping and murder.

I have to say that this family had great vision, or rather, the people behind them had great vision, and they specially chose such an excellent burial place for her.

But Anzi didn’t understand. She didn’t really offend anyone. The people who fought against her were clearly not as skilled as her. So... which force could it be?

After all, Hong Kong is a small place, and her sudden appearance will inevitably infringe upon the interests of some "masters". Are they so impatient to take action against her? But isn't the method too despicable?

Kyoto.

Jiang Yuanlang sat opposite a white-haired old man.

The old man was talking on the phone with a look of disdain.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but I heard the old man raise his voice slightly, "Yuheng suffered a loss at her hands, you should be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone, which made him so angry that his eyebrows raised.

"Master Yukong..." Jiang Yuanlang spoke respectfully. The old man put down the receiver and raised his head.

"Mr. Jiang, we have been cooperating for nearly ten years. I think there should be a minimum level of trust between us." Yukong showed a little suspicion on his face.

He clearly looked like an immortal, but the gleam in his eyes made him look a bit more mortal.

Jiang Yuanlang was speechless for a moment. It was not that he had to advance the plan, but he could not wait any longer. The doctor said that he had only two years to live at most.

After a moment's silence, he chose to tell the truth, "Master Yukong, my doctor told me that I only have two years to live..." He choked up a little when he said this, "I just want to see Lu Yu again before I die..."

He would only leave everything of the Jiang family to Lu Yu.

Yu Kong looked at Jiang Yuanlang steadily. He could see the luck above Jiang Yuanlang's head. This man was indeed not far from death.

"Forget it, what is love in this world?" Yukong sighed, "Our goal is the same. I will report to the ancestor and apply for an advance plan."

Having said that, he sneered in his heart. He was such a fool that he wanted to drag the entire Jiang family down with him just for a woman who had only appeared for a few years.

But what does this have to do with them? They wish there were more idiots like this to make guns for them. Hearing Yukong say that he was willing to help him apply for the plan to be advanced, Jiang Yuanlang was overjoyed and hurriedly picked up the box under his feet and put it on the table, "Thank you, Master and Ancestor."

After Jiang Yuanlang left, Yukong no longer concealed the sarcasm on his face and opened the box casually.

Nine glass bottles the size of cans of sugar water lay quietly in the box, and in each bottle was a curled-up baby who looked to be about four or five months old.

The resentment rising into the sky is mixed with countless vitality, and there is also a trace of negative energy entangled. It is indeed a baby born in the negative year, negative month, negative day and negative time.

Yukong was very satisfied, and he believed that the ancestor would also be very satisfied. This was the most delicious tonic for the ancestor.

Anzi was pulled into the villa by Gao Jianren.

The small villa was covered with dust. When many people came in, the flying dust would make people cough. It seemed that the lazy Wang Yan had never cleaned the house at all.

The family was sure that Andy could not escape from their grasp. Except for Gao Jianren who still maintained the appearance of a kind former neighbor, everyone else suddenly changed their expressions.

The food in Anzi's hands was snatched away, and the gold jewelry he was wearing and the money in his small backpack were also looted.

She looked frightened, clutching Gao Jianren's sleeve tightly and shrinking behind him.

Gao Jianren's original intention was not to kidnap the An family. He just wanted to seize the An family's property. He himself didn't understand why things suddenly went out of his control.

"Jinnan, what is going on?" Gao Jianren looked at his youngest son, maintaining a calm expression.

Gao Jinnan glanced at Anzi, then pulled his father and walked outside.

Anzi raised his foot to follow, but Wang Yan grabbed him by the collar.

"Where do you want to go? Stay right here! Or I'll beat you up!"

Anzi pursed his lips and said nothing, struggling to retreat to a corner, but the little paper man that had jumped out of his sleeve had already slipped through Gao Jianren's collar and into his back.

I heard the conversation between father and son outside the villa.

Gao Jianren: "Didn't we agree to only bring her here for one night? Why did you take everything from her?"

Gao Jinnan: "Don't worry about it. My boss said that if we do a good job, he will give us 500 million and send us to Canada."

Gao Jianren's tone was a little hesitant, "It's only 500 million... That milk tea shop is doing very well..."

Gao Jinnan sneered, "How can it be so cheap? Of course it's more than 500 million. We still have to ask the old woman for a ransom. How about 1000 million? She should be able to pay it."

Anzi pinched his fingers, resisted the urge to crush the idiot to death, and continued to listen to them.

Gao Jianren: "Does your boss keep his word?"

Gao Jinnan: "Of course, I have received the deposit, it is upstairs."

Gao Jianren: "But why would they spend so much money on a little girl?"

Gao Jinnan: "I don't care why they do that. As long as I can deal with this girl, we will have a place to live for the rest of our lives."

Gao Jianren: “But…”

Gao Jinnan: "Don't worry! I have experience with this kind of thing. This isn't the first time."

(End of this chapter)