"Jiang Shen, you don't need to mention this opening remark, just serve the main dishes!"

"That's right, I can't wait to look forward to the following plot. This is the first time I have watched such a thing on Daxiatai!"

"Although the upstairs are whimsical, it's hard for me not to support it, haha."

The audience was so happy that they couldn't stop, and many people completely forgot that Jiang Yi was being kidnapped.

"Hey, hey, there are not many styles now. Shouldn't our focus be on being kidnapped?"

"That's right, it's time, and there are still thoughts in your mind. It's really not a big deal to watch the fun. By the way, no one can save Jiang Shen? Can't they see where this is?"

A small number of viewers began to worry about Jiang Yi. This group of people were clear-headed and knew that there was no such good thing in the world. This woman would definitely have other plans to do this.

In the conference room of Daxia Platform, Chen Dafa's face was also not good-looking. The backstage data had been presented on the big screen. Some people looked happy and some were worried.

"This data was exchanged for Jiang Yi's life danger." Chen Dafa looked at Chen Wanrong, "Tai Chen, can't we really negotiate with Ta'er?"

Chen Wanrong leaned on the main seat, tapped the table with his index finger, and a "dongdong" sound came from the table with a subtle sound.

After a moment, he looked at Chen Dafa: "It's useless."

"It's useless?" Chen Dafa was puzzled.

Chen Wanrong said seriously: "You should be able to imagine that Jiang Yi and the woman's voice will appear on the screen on the football field. It must be that the opponent has communicated with the Ta'er royal family."

"Since that's the case, what's the use of our negotiations?"

Although Chen Wanrong is powerful, he is still more than a little worse than Mr. Chen.

What's more, the different levels are. At most, Chen Wanrong will terminate part of his cooperation with Taltai. But what is this worth for Tal, who is so rich?

"I tell you, once we ask the Tal royal family to help, what will they answer."

Chen Wanrong glanced at the masters: "They will say, we will definitely cooperate with you with all our strength."

"Then, they will symbolically mobilize some manpower, but these are just superficial shows. Jiang Yi's situation will not improve because of our negotiations. It will only let the royal family tell the killers that they have to act quickly."

Chen Dafa was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt scared of what he had just thought.

Yes, if you only come forward in the name of Taiwan at this time, no positive influence will arise.

The truly terrible opponent is never open, but the one who controls everything secretly.

He smiles on the surface and says good things, but if he takes some words seriously, it will be miserable.

"Then...is there no other way?"

Chen Dafa frowned.

Chen Wanrong shook his head: "Now I can only see Jiang Yi."

...

"Old thing, didn't you see that Jiang Yi was kidnapped?"

In the living room of the courtyard, the old military doctor glanced at Mr. Chen and said, putting the Chinese medicine in his hand away from Mr. Chen, staring at him angrily.

"I said it a long time ago, don't think about helping with everything. How many years can we two old men live?"

Mr. Chen was a little impatient.

Although he has rarely been in battle over the years and has improved a lot of temper, he has been an angry person from beginning to end. Seeing that the old man in front of him cannot make sense again and again, he also wants to have an attack.

"It's because I've been alive for a few years. Can you do more for the younger generations, don't you?"

"I will watch it, please interrupt me here!" Mr. Chen swears again after several years.

"What else do you want to look at? You have to put a knife on your neck and wait until Jiang Yi's throat is bleeding before taking action. At that time, Ta'er will give you face, but will the King of Hell give it?"

The old military doctor really wanted to smash the tonic, but he never threw his hands down as he said harsh words.

"Wait a little longer..."

Mr. Chen sat on the sofa and looked at Jiang Yi in the picture. His wrinkled eyes were filled with sharpness. He could not see a trace of panic and fear in Jiang Yi's eyes, which meant that he had a bottom line and did not need to take action at this time.

Although he thought so, Mr. Chen always held an old Noahya in his hand on the sofa.

In mobile phones where smartphones are rampant, Mr. Chen naturally also has smart phones, but in some special times, he still uses these old antiques to issue orders.

Just like in the era of technology, things can be solved by just one phone number, but in extraordinary times, there is also the possibility that someone will use a radio to deliver messages.

Chen’s phone shows a number. Just press the green phone key and the phone will be dialed out.

at the same time.

In the World Cup audience, there was a young man wearing a wig but actually had a flat head, staring at the big screen with his eyes tightly.

"Don't you take action yet? I don't want the mission to fail."

A young man said, and the tiny earpiece in his ears spread his voice to his teammates.

"Wait, remember, act immediately once my phone ringtone appears."

A middle-aged man raised his head and looked at a private room from time to time.

The private room is one-way glass, and you can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside, but that doesn't matter. It's enough for them to know where Jiang Yi is.

"Keep aware of that middle-aged man."

In the Siba audience, Omisk, the third killer list mixed in the audience, noticed these vigilantly.

“I don’t like wasting time on unrelated people.”

The fourth-ranked killer said in the headset that he and Omisk were not in opposition, but the goal was the same, so he chose to join in the temporary team.

"If you don't say you can only be fourth."

Omisk's blue eyes seemed to see through everything: "That man has the temperament of a Daxia warrior, not just him, but I saw no less than twenty such people in the Daxia audience."

"From the mouth shape of this middle-aged man, he is the one who gave the order."

"Haha, interesting. I haven't fought with them in many years."

The fourth-place killer list disappeared into the headset.

Omisk stood in the audience with his hands wrapped around his chest, looking at the middle-aged man with unscrupulous eyes.

The middle-aged man noticed him, and the moment the two looked at each other, a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

Omisk gave up his lips and gave a hand-in-hand thumb at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled and cursed with his lips: "I, Mu Cao, your ancestor."

Omisk shrugged and replied, "I am a brown rice man, no ancestor."

One of them used Chinese lip and the other used English lip. The distance between them was 100 meters, but it seemed to be unhindered, and they both saw through each other's words.

"Dog Hair, cow Hair should be careful. The man standing in the audience at three o'clock, your task is to keep him dead, it's over."

The middle-aged man blocked his mouth with his hands and issued an order to the team members.

"Dog hair is received, it's finished."

"The cow hair is received, it's finished."

"It's time, and we're still here to welcome me?"

In the box, Kristiya's nails were pressed against Jiang Yi's belly: "Do you want to see who is faster?"

She pressed her fingertips down, and Jiang Yi clearly felt the hidden pain coming from her waist.

"How can I know that Bitbie? Guess, who will I talk to in China?"

Jiang Yi's thought moved, and a golden light flashed out, and Kristiya's nails rushed down.
Chapter completed!