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Chapter 195 The Golden Fifteen Million(1/2)

Chapter 195 Jin Cancan’s 15 million (please subscribe!!)

Hawke looked at Old Hei Sloan, who had a look of shock on his face after he said this, and his heart burst.

Then Hawk was delighted.

He thought Old Hei Sloan would regret it.

but……

Old Hei Sloan did not choose to do this, but after reacting, he laughed loudly, took the note written by Hawke with his overseas bank account, took out his phone number, and called out.

After a while.

"Yes, five million, transfer to this account immediately."

Old Hei Sloan finally confirmed with the phone. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Hawke and said with a smile: "The five million bounty has been paid as much."

Hawke took out his cell phone, called his overseas bank, and said to Old Hei Sloan with a smile: "Sorry, I need to confirm it."

Calling is fake.

But it is confirmed that it is true.

Hawke has his own unique confirmation skills.

Plug-in, credit card!

【bite!】

[Current hard-earned money collection progress: "6666W/1E"]

[The current hard-earned money is still missing: 3334W]

[Oh my God, what auspicious number this is, I seriously doubt that you have stuck it.]

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

Passing point?

If I really want to get stuck, I will reverse these four sixes, so that the stuck point will make me happy.

Hawke thought in his heart, and once again smiled on his face after seeing the five million hard-earned money coming to his account.

A sincere smile.

Next second.

Hawke put away his phone and looked at Sloan with a smile, as if he was looking at each of the financial owners, and said with a smile: "Now, we can talk about my entry."

Old Hei Sloan also laughed loudly, letting the Firefox, who was waiting outside, come in, and said with a smile: "The Firefox will accompany you to visit here. For the specific assessment, we can start when you get back here."

Firefox looked at Hawk on the side and gave a look of inviting.

Hawke shrugged and signaled together.

soon.

After Firefox took Hawke away, Sloan, who was smiling, sat back on his seat, took out the information about Hawke from the drawer, opened it, and watched it carefully again.

Outside.

The Firefox is taking Hawk to visit the Destiny Castle.

"This is a textile factory. When there is no task, most of the employees will work here."

"Work?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

Hawke looked down at the rumbling textile machine below, and the killers who were sitting in front of the textile machine, honestly like a textile worker, couldn't help but shake their heads and looked at the Firefox beside them: "If I want to work, I can never choose the killer industry."

Why should I be a killer?

Working is impossible in this life.

Firefox smiled and explained: "When the assessment is passed, we will know that our gun-swinging technique needs to be improved in this way."

Hawke didn't say anything, just looked at the Firefox quietly.

Really?

I don't believe it!

Firefox shook his head and said, "And, if so many people are here, if there is no reasonable excuse, they will make people who are suspicious outside and are more likely to be noticed by the IRS. So Sloan changed this place to a textile workshop, and at the same time, paid enough medical insurance and commercial insurance for every member."

Hawke nodded.

This is a reasonable explanation.

"Here!"

Firefox walked in front and took Hawke through the restaurant, came to the kitchen, pointed to the tall and big man wearing a blood apron not far away and said, "This is a butcher, and our chef."

The butcher is tall.

It looks almost two meters tall.

Hawke needs to raise his head.

"Hello."

"Um."

The butcher looked very difficult to deal with and looked at the Firefox: "You are sure he is the heir to Mr. X. He is not twenty-one years old."

Hawke raised his eyebrows, and he felt that he was being looked down upon.

but……

Hawke didn't explain.

The Firefox smiled, kicked the butcher, then took Hawke out of the kitchen directly, turned a corner in the corridor, pushed open the door in front of him, and then, a bathhouse with several pools that looked very much like a bathhouse, appeared in Hawke's eyes instantly.

"This is……"

“Medical room.”

Firefox looked at a handsome man walking over and introduced to Hawk: "This is a pharmacist, he is responsible for this. No matter how serious the injury is, the pharmacist always has a way to make you heal quickly."

The pharmacist listened to the introduction of Firefox and shook hands with a smile: "Firefox is right, but try not to lack arms and legs. In that case, I will not be able to heal you."

Hawke smiled and said, "Believe me, I will try my best to prevent myself from seeing you."

After saying that.

The pharmacist and Hawke burst into laughter.

Immediately after, Firefox took Hawk to meet the pharmacist, he took Hawk to a workshop with countless parts on the table.

In the workshop, there is a curly-haired man.

“Repairman!”

"Hello."

"Hello."

Firefox looked at the two people shaking hands and introduced: "The repairman is the person in charge of organizing all the firearms and all equipment. After the task is available, he can help you find any equipment you need as long as you tell the repairman."

The mechanic looked at Hawke and joked: "If you want a nuclear bomb, try to talk about it a week in advance."

Hawke raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

The smile on the repairman's face was dull. Looking at Hawk who asked this very seriously with a serious expression, he tugged at the corner of his mouth: "I'm joking."

Hawke showed a disappointed expression on his face.

The repairman felt that his hair was about to stand up.

Good guy.

He really thought he could get a nuclear bomb?

What do you want to do?

Just then.

The expression on Hawke's face changed from disappointment to a smile in one second: "Haha, I'm teasing you."

The repairman was silent.

Next second.

Under Hawke's gaze, the repairman turned silently, turned his back to Hawke, and began to scatter the parts on the table.

Firefox covered his forehead.

quite a while.

After following Firefox out of the workshop, Hawke was a little curious: "What's wrong with the repairman?"

Firefox shook his head: "It's nothing, he's autistic, just wait for the time to be decisive."
To be continued...
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