103: Chapter 27: Turning his hand into clouds, and overturning his hand into rain, is a great power!
(4000-in-1)_3 103: Chapter 27: Turning his hand into clouds, and overturning his hand into rain, is a great power!
(4000-in-1)_3 “I’m getting old, and before I retire, I just want to help you young people more,”
“Understood, I’ve got it.
I know what to do now.”
Watching his boss hang up the phone, with a face that shifted between shadow and light for a long ti, Jax tentatively asked.
“Was there a problem with the press conference?”
Gru took a deep look at his subordinate and sighed.
“Why would a king give up his kingdom just for a son?
So, I’ve realized, I probably won’t ever be a king in this lifeti.”
Jax understood what Gru ant; he opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
“What’s with the new person in the ABC live broadcast?
How did he end up wearing the kidnapper’s mask?” Gru asked another question.
“I don’t know, but the reporters who just went in ran into a trap set by the kidnappers.
One died, one got seriously injured.
But the remaining two actually continued the live broadcast, and now CNN and FOX have already started broadcasting live as well.”
Jax was truly worried; he felt this kidnapping case was becoming more and more bizarre.
It was too bizarre!
The son of a Democratic Party donor turned out not to be his son; the kidnappers began to broadcast live, and on three networks no less.
What kind of strange occurrences were these?
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“Ababa aleh alouba, ah…
aba.”
Disguised with an eye mask as a face mask, Ye’er Gubai pretended to be the big boss in ‘Persian.’
Cheng Daqi did not believe that any of these five idealistic, stupid kidnappers could speak Persian.
“My boss says, you think that soone nad Dracula would care about his son, but in fact, he doesn’t care at all.
He’s too rich, and he probably has many sons.
Your demands will affect his company,
Compared to the loss of his company, the death of a son is nothing.”
Cheng Daqi pretended to translate, seriously explaining Ye’er Gubai’s words.
Eyeing Ye’er Gubai sceptically, Andrei was uncertain about whether this so-called ‘Iranian tycoon’ was real or fake.
Choosing Ye’er Gubai to coordinate with him was a well-considered move by Cheng Daqi.
This older brother stood at 1.85 ters tall, wore a brown suit and a white cap, with his beard neatly grood.
When he seriously got down to business, he truly exuded an air of distinction.
“But we still have you hostages, and the Arican Governnt will surely act against Dracula’s company in order to save you.”
Thor’s thought process was clearer than Andrei’s; he raised his own doubts.
He didn’t believe the Arican Governnt would ignore the hostages!
“Aba ababa…
abababa” Cheng Daqi relayed the question to Ye’er Gubai.
“Ababa bonaba…
aba Alibaba” Ye’er Gubai responded in ‘Persian.’
“My boss says, haven’t you heard of the Waco tragedy?
He ca out to remind you all because he’s afraid you fools will get dragged into death’s door with you!”
The Waco tragedy Cheng Daqi referred to was an incident where the Arican Governnt besieged a cult compound.
The incident happened in 1993, and Andrei still rembered the news from that ti.
“But we are not a cult!”
The priest truly felt he was a righteous man, carrying out acts of charity.
“If that’s the case, Arica isn’t yours either!
The Draculas are the shareholders of Arica, you are just Arica’s beasts of burden.
Since when does a beast of burden have the right to question the shareholders?
The only value you have to the shareholders is…
Don’t look at like that!
These are my boss’s words, not mine!”
The room fell silent!
Only the caras of a few reporters silently captured Cheng Daqi’s flamboyant performance.
Unfortunately for them, Cheng Daqi had just picked up the Iron Man mask, and no matter how much the caras fild, he wasn’t worried about exposing his identity.
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