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"How could that be? Mr Nie, stop joking, let's just listen to what Young Master Lin has to say …"

Wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, the black suit was a little speechless. This fellow's brain didn't seem normal at all. It was truly impressive that Young Master Lin had such a friend.

As he continued to place the phone by his ear, Nie Fei pinched his throat and whispered, "Hello …" Is anyone there? "

"I do …"

Nie Fei originally thought that the other side would continue to remain silent, but who would've thought that the other side would actually make a sound. Instead, it gave Nie Fei a fright.

"Hey, God of Fortune, why aren't you talking? I thought this place is too remote, and the signal on your phone isn't good."

"I am not the God of Fortune …"

All of a sudden, Lin Zheng felt that being friends with this fellow was a little inconsiderate of him. His personality was different from when he first met him.

"Hey, when this competition is over, you will give me six hundred million. If you aren't the God of Fortune, then who is?"

He didn't know why, but when he was chatting with Lin Xin, Nie Fei suddenly restored his comical attribute. He's definitely not a normal comedian, but rather a comedian.

Lin Zheng, who was on the other end of the phone, suddenly laughed. This guy was truly confident. He thought for a moment. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the God of Fortune.

Usually, Li Lin's daily life was very regular, and the friends around him were relatively more stable. It was really the first time that someone like Nie Fei had befriended someone who couldn't be helped.

Maybe this was a good start, he thought, and seemed to have opened it up a lot.

"You're right, can you tell me what the situation is now?"

As the notary for the competition, Lin Zheng was qualified to know the details. Otherwise, if the competition ended in such a ridiculous manner, he would not even know who he was going to give the money to.

The reason why he asked Nie Fei was because, compared to Zhu An, he had already decided to stand on this guy's side last time.

Even if he lost this competition, it would not affect his decision from last time. In the current world, once an ally was chosen, it was not easy to abandon the other party.

If he really wanted to abandon the other party, the final price he would have to pay would be even greater.

"The situation is a little complicated …"

On the phone, Nie Fei told Li Yangkai everything that had happened. However, when it came to Li Yangkai, he vaguely recounted the whole story, saying that they were warm-hearted friends and didn't reveal their identities.

In this current world, even if he were to express his goodwill towards them, he could not reveal all of his trump cards. That was not sincerity, but idiocy.

"Zhu An Sang, what's the situation over there?"

Seeing the black suit that was brought in front of Nie Fei, Kenji was a little agitated. Could it be that this Nie Fei had some tricks up his sleeve and only set up a trap for him?

Although Zhu An didn't want to bother with Jiandi right now, he still had to give him face. He could only reply, "That's Lin Zheng's subordinate. I think they are currently communicating with each other to see what the following matches are like."

"Oh …" He won't do anything, will he? "

Although he knew he was under the command of the notary, he was still worried. Since the end of the last competition, he had a general idea of what was going on.

This was especially so when Nie Li was forced to fly out of the arena. However, he had specifically asked Nie Tian to act as a notary. From this, it could be seen that their relationship wasn't ordinary.

Will there be a trap? Then how do we deal with it? We still have to rely on that Zhu An guy. Is he still worth trusting now? A lot of thoughts flashed through Kenji's mind.

"Young Master Zhu!"

"F * cking hell, why did you just arrive? Are you all dead?!"

After staying at the node for quite a while, Zhu An's underlings finally came, and they were even carrying a large medicine chest along the way.

He opened the door and got into the back seat. The subordinate opened the medicine box, which was filled with all kinds of things.

From the usual bandages to gauze, there was also the famous Cloud X medicine, all kinds of trauma medicine for bruises and injuries, and also all kinds of capsules and pills.

This was nothing. The most amazing thing was that the bottom level of the medicine box was filled with all kinds of surgical instruments, scalpel forceps, and stitches.

"Dammit, I'm not going to die, why would I bring something with me?!"

Zhu An pulled back his chair a lot. When he saw the surgical instruments, he cursed himself for being so unlucky.

"Wishing you all the best... Young Master Zhu … This medicine box is a regular item at our place, I took it when I was on my way out. "

When he saw Zhu An swearing, his subordinate didn't dare to retort and could only stammer out an explanation, hoping to calm Zhu An's anger.

"Hmph, a bunch of useless trash."

At this time, Zhu An didn't like everyone, not to mention this subordinate. As long as someone came over, he would be able to find the mistake and scold them.

Jianer sat in his seat and didn't say anything. He knew the reason why Zhu An was so angry was because he had lost too much face.

Originally, he didn't want to vent his anger, but now, he finally managed to get a subordinate.

Thinking of this, he decided to take a look at the scenery outside the window to avoid accidentally meeting the other party's eyes. If he still wasn't able to take down the enemy, then "his own people" would be the first to work.

Zhu An and Kenji Goukou were no longer in the same group, but on the surface, they still had to appear to be very familiar with each other.

"F * ck, softer!"

Zhu An didn't show any mercy at all after receiving another slap to his subordinate, which made Zhu An act quite strong.

"Yes, yes, yes …" "Young Master Zhu …"

"Yes." The little brother was also a bit helpless. Your face and arms were covered with wounds, and you looked like a bruised bear. How could I not feel pain?

"Aiyo, I'm talking about you!" Scram ~ ~ Get lost, I'll do it myself! "

Before Zhu An could say anything, he started screaming miserably again. What was this underling? Even though he said it was a bit light, it still hurt so much. When the competition was over, he would definitely teach this underling a lesson.

"It's Young Master Zhu!"

As if he was granted amnesty, he hurriedly turned the medicine box around, and the things in his hand were quickly placed in the medicine box.

He sat in the back, holding the medicine box, and lowered his head, not daring to meet Zhu An's gaze.

"Hiss …"

Although he cursed his subordinates, when it was Zhu An's turn, he still gasped in pain.

He glanced at this lackey, who didn't even raise his head, causing him to not even have a target to be angry at.

He could only lower his head and start applying the medicine. However, he couldn't avoid taking in a deep breath and grinning.

"Hey …" "Why are you pretending to be a grandson with your head down? Do you have a mirror?"

After applying the medicine for a long time, Zhu An finally found an excuse. He couldn't see the wound on his face and desperately needed a mirror.

"Mirror? "No."