Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 534 I Don't Want to Die

"As you say that, have you already cooperated with Zhong Weihong?" Lao Lang suddenly looked up and asked. Wang Sen was stunned and nodded quickly, "Yes, we have had an in-depth exchange of opinions on hot issues in some hot areas and reached a consensus."

Lao Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head, giving Wang Sen a thumbs up, "Good boy, who has you, he actually joined forces with outsiders to deal with his mother-in-law, you are ruthless!"

Wang Sen dare not agree with this view. What does it mean to unite outsiders to deal with his mother-in-law? What kind of person do you think of me Wang Sen? People don’t regard me as a son-in-law, so I don’t have to recognize this relative with a calm face. As for whether it is cruel or not, let’s ride a donkey and read the songbook and take a look!

"Now you should recognize the situation. Although Zhong Weihong has the least strength, it is all elite troops in special operations. I am afraid that the mercenaries under your command are not his opponent!" Wang Sen deliberately used the provocation technique to stimulate Lao Lang's nerves. Lao Lang curled his mouth and was quite disdainful of Wang Sen's words. "What's the matter with Zhong Weihong? I haven't taken the cats and dogs under his command seriously yet!"

Don’t brag, be careful to blow it. Wang Sen smiled in his heart, if Lao Lang and Zhong Weihong are friends of the world, it will be difficult for him to provoke conflicts between the two parties, so he took a certain risk just now. If one or two of them are good friends for many years, they will definitely expose his sinister intention to provoke discord in person. Wouldn’t he be in trouble?

Fortunately, they don’t make a big deal, not only will they not be able to appreciate each other and are also competitors who will die. Wang Sen vaguely feels that the serious internal strife in the Chinese world has been staged again. The Chinese circle has repeatedly staged tragedies of their own people committing their own people. This was the case in the past, but it is still the case now.

"I've seen him unhappy for a long time." Lao Lang took out another cigarette and lit it, and said with a depressed breath. Tang Wanrong cleaned the broken coffee table, changed into an ancient small table, arranged to take the fruit and tea, and the two of them sat back on the sofa. The situation had already taken a 180-degree turn.

Wang Sen winked at Tang Wanrong. The two of them had the same minds and could understand the meaning of it with just one **. Maybe this is what we say is about being in harmony!

"Now I am ready to cooperate with General Zhong. Uncle Zhou, what do you think about this?" Wang Sen asked in an inquiring tone. Lao Lang sighed. You are all ready to cooperate. What do you think?

"It's up to you, but that guy Zhong Weihong is used to doing something about fighting against the red flag. If you deal with him, you have to be twelve points." Lao Lang said this and suddenly laughed and patted Wang Sen's shoulder. "You boy trained a good army. The Xiao Mengbang battle won seven battles and won seven times. The army sent me to northern Myanmar was defeated. Now he is still going straight to the base camp in Naokan. It's really amazing!"

Wang Sen was shocked by this sentence. He had not received Peng Wei's battle report in recent days. Unexpectedly, this kid actually launched a general attack in secret and successfully expanded his territory. But why didn't he report to himself? Does he want to take the opportunity to cultivate personal power and get rid of my leader?

But Wang Sen did not write these on his face, grabbed Lao Lang's hand and held it hard twice, and smiled, "I don't have that military talent, and my subordinates dare to fight for their lives. Uncle Zhou, now do you think you can cooperate with us? In this way, the three companies can join forces to create their own world."

"Wang Sen, what you said may be good things, but I will not betray Chen Yi." Lao Lang refused Wang Sen's kind invitation without hesitation. "Without Sister Chen, there would be no today. I was promoted by her and I would never do anything to be sorry to her."

Wang Sen nodded with agreement, and then affirmatively, but the topic changed, "Uncle, do you know the allusion of the dead rabbit and cooking dogs? Chen Yi turned her face and didn't even let her go. Will you have a good ending if you follow her? I suggest you consider my suggestion. If possible, I will send a message to Zhong Weihong immediately."

"Wang Sen, don't waste your words here." Lao Lang's face showed a hint of angry red, and he smashed the armrest of the sofa hard. "Sister Chen and I are the relationship between the monarch and the minister. If the monarch wants the minister to die, the minister has to die. Even if she wants me to jump off the building now, I will execute it without hesitation. Do you understand?"

"If you die well, this is naturally commendable, but if you have great achievements," Wang Sen deliberately paused, grabbed the teacup and took a sip. The old wolf lowered his head and pinched the burning cigarette with his fingers, his whole body was like a stone sculpture.

"Meng Tian, ​​Han Xin, Yue Wumu, Nian Gengyao. They are all living examples!" Wang Sen sighed, "Uncle Zhou, you are loyal to your aunt, but don't forget that Wanrong is her biological daughter. She can give her to foreign devils as a doll. If she treats you like this one day, where should you do?"

Lao Lang didn't say a word, the cigarette held on his finger had already reached the end, the hot sparks burned his flesh and exuded a pungent burning smell, but he didn't realize it.

It took a long time before Lao Lang threw away the cigarette butt, rubbed his burned fingers, and smiled at Wang Sen, "I'm leaving, treat Wanrong well, get the wedding early, and give birth to a fat grandson for me as soon as possible."

"Uncle..." Tang Wanrong angrily, lowered her head shyly, and Lao Lang laughed, "This girl is still as thin as she was when she was a child. Wang Sen, you must dare to let her suffer any grievances. Be careful that I will lead the troops back and throw you kid into the Pacific Ocean!"

Lao Lang lit a cigarette again and held it in his mouth, leading his subordinates out of the house. Tang Wanrong lay at the door and watched him leave without turning around until she walked away. She turned around and hugged Wang Sen, tears fell down, "Wang Sen, will Uncle come again? Woo woo..."

Wang Sen gently patted her back and comforted her, and a different feeling surged in his heart. For him, Lao Lang was not only a good partner, but also his friend and benefactor. If Lao Lang hadn't, he might have died in the snow and ice of Siberia long ago.

This day finally came.

Chen Yi stood on Kuancheng Ridge in the south of the city. It has been marked as a tomb area for the rich, with luxuriously decorated tombs and tombstones everywhere. The cemetery at Chen Yi’s feet is worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, which is impossible for ordinary working people to afford.

But what else can I do? If I don’t buy a cemetery, my handful of ashes can only be stored in a small box in the funeral home. I don’t even have a house before my death. Can’t I find a place to lie down safely after my death?

This is the tragedy of the poor. He was a house slave or a child slave during his lifetime, and he was a grave slave after his death. However, for people like Chen Yi, she did not need to consider the mood of a grave slave. She could buy half of the hillside with money. In order to do things beautifully, she bought Wang Sen a large cemetery: a sunny slope with a high slope behind it. A water flows along the mountain below, and a jade belt, which is exactly what the "Jinsuoguan Jade Suo" says: There are hills behind it and there is dirt in front of it, and the winding Yangtze River is winding. Wealth and wealth will increase cattle and sheep, and our descendants will be prosperous, and our descendants will live a long life.

"Wang Sen, I will first occupy a good grave for you. Your descendants will definitely have long descendants and will be honored by the emperor. Unfortunately, you can't see it!" Chen Yi held her hands behind her back and looked around the good grave and sneered, then squatted down and rubbed the several vigorous regular characters on the tombstone: Wang Sen's Tomb. A knowing smile appeared on her face.

"Everything is ready." Lao Lang ran over and lay in her ear and said, Chen Yi nodded, "It's done well."

"But, will Wang Sen come today?" Lao Lang asked with some confusion in his heart, and Chen Yi snorted, "Why, do you doubt my plan?"

Lao Lang waved his hand quickly. He confessed and reported to Chen Yi truthfully the whole process of his negotiations with Wang Sen. Chen Yi wanted to take advantage of the situation, but she knew that Lao Lang would never attack Wang Sen, but it was too late to blame him for being unfavorable because Zhong Weihong appeared.

What she never expected was that General Zhong Wei and Hong Zhong also got involved. That guy was full of genius and cunning than a fox. He would never interfere casually without any oil.

"Why did Lao Zhong help Wang Sen?" Chen Yi thought for a long time, couldn't figure it out, and said to herself. Lao Lang frowned, "I think Wang Sen gave him some benefits! That kid is smart and calculating, and he will never do a loss-making business."

"No matter who it is, if you dare to disturb our plan, don't be polite to him!" Chen Yi was determined to kill Wang Sen. Today, not only were the employees of Tangfeng Group, but also the staff of the city notary office. Once the funeral was over, they would be fair. Wang Sen was already dead. All his civil rights were revoked according to legal means, and all assets under his name would be transferred to Chen Yi's name. By then, Wang Sen would be a dead person in the legal sense.

"Just wait until the funeral is over." Chen Yi issued an order to Lao Lang. If you find that Wang Sen is coming to make trouble, you will be killed immediately! At all costs, you must ensure the smooth holding of the funeral.

Chen Yi was ready for battle, but until now, he didn't even see Wang Sen's shadow.

This kid is not really coming! Chen Yi wiped his sweat. The weather was not hot, but there were still dense beads of sweat on her forehead. Perhaps because of her nervousness, her hand holding the silk pal began to tremble slightly. Lao Lang looked at his watch and lay down in Chen Yi's ear and muttered, "The time is here."

"Let's start!" Chen Yi sat on a plastic stool and waved to her subordinates.

Wang Sen lay in a dense soybean field under the ridge and made a stop gesture to Ma Yong. Ma Yong put down his sniper rifle and looked at Wang Sen in confusion. Didn’t he agree to kill the mastermind, disrupt their funeral, and temporarily change the plan?
Chapter completed!