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Power of Money novel Chapter 927

Glycols in dirty pajamas, disheveled hair, and beard that hadn't been cleaned for months, the middle-aged man who appeared in the door looked extremely dirty.

However, Jason could still recognize at a glance that he was Wang Wei.

Because the wheelchair under his butt had already explained everything.

"I don't need insurance, get out!"

When Wang Wei, who was in the wheelchair, saw the two people outside the door, his curse instantly turned into anger. He grabbed the arm of the door handle and was about to close the door.

"We're not here to sell insurance. We're here to look fortrouble."

Horace stood beside Jason and explained.

"Look for me, do you know who I am? Now I'm really disgusted by the sales promotion. Can't you see what's going on in my family? Do you have the insurance money of the buyers? I bought meat a long time ago and ate it. Get out! I don't have a penny. Don't offend me!"

Wang Wei's temper was very bad, and he didn't give them any chance to explain. He raised his hand and closed the door.

"Wang Wei, don't you want to avenge your dead parents?"

Jason suddenly said something, and the door, which Wang Wei was about to close, was directly interrupted!

"Do you mind if we go in and talk?" Jason asked, staring at him.

Wang Wei did not speak. Horace opened the door at the right time and walked in with Jason.

In a room less than 80 square meters.

The room was piled up with old and broken furniture and appliances.

His original color could not be seen clearly because of the stains on the white floor.

The couch was also piled with dirty clothes that hadn't been washed.

Jason looked around and found that there was no place for him to sit. He directly turned around and looked at Wang Wei.

"Who are they? Why are they looking for us?"

Wang Wei's eyes, which had been filled with anger earlier on, turned into caution now.

"I told you that there is a sect outside our community. If they dare to do something wrong, I'll call the police now. None of them can run away!"

In the face of these two uninvited guests, Wang Wei finally chose to intimidate them.

Jason didn't say anything. He looked him up and down for a while and then asked with a smile, "You're in a shortage of money, aren't you?"

Wang Wei was stunned. "What, what?"

"I mean, isn't he very short of money now?" Jason explained.

"It's none of your business. Why do you ask this?" Wang Wei retorted. He was indeed in need of money, but he didn't need to see everyone admit it.

"I'll give you ten million to help me kill a person. Are you willing to do it?" Jason asked.

Wang Wei didn't speak, but from his vigilant eyes, he didn't let down his guard against Jason at all. On the contrary, he became more alert.

"How about I give five million yuan to divorce my wife, and my wife and me. How about that?" Jason changed the condition.

"You're crazy!"

Wang Wei decided not to talk nonsense with them. He pushed the wheelchair to get the phone and then called the police.

"Take out the money." Jason said to Horace.

Horace nodded and opened the black traveling bag in his hand. Then he opened the bag and poured all the things inside on the table.

Money!

There were stacks of red notes!

A hundred thousand in a row, fifty in total!

Five million!

There were not enough money on the table, and a lot of money had fallen down and scattered on the ground.

"Five million? divorce with my wife? What do you think?" Jason asked.

Wang Wei was dumbfounded.

He had never seen so much money in his life!

Moreover, when he even had to divide the one hundred yuan into eight copies, the five million was like a mountain of gold placed in front of him, making him unable to react for a moment.

"Want that woman?"

Wang Wei was a little stunned. "How can such an old woman ask for money, and even offer five million yuan directly?"

Of course, he was willing to give it to her. Even if the other party did not offer this condition, he would not have to give up such an old woman for spending five million yuan. He would casually indulge himself in alcohol and women outside. Even if he was a cripple, there would be countless young and beautiful young girls throwing themselves at him. Why would he waste time on such an old woman?

"Well, if you agree, it's the money." Jason said faintly.

"Yes! Yes! Of course I agree! We can't go back on our word!"

Seeing that Jason and Horace didn't look like they were joking, Wang Wei was overjoyed. He pushed the wheelchair to the table and directly threw himself on the money on the table.

As he flung himself forward, he mumbled to himself.

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