at the same time.

Angelia also walked to Shen Xiaodie and stretched out her hand:

"Can you still stand up?

"I'm fine."

This travel blogger, whose fan base has exploded again after the K20 live broadcast, bowed to Mr. Deacon seriously and said:

"Mr. Kevin, you saved me again."

Hear this sentence.

Su Wen replied calmly:

"You are Welcome."

That's right.

Because I was accidentally caught in the live broadcast while rescuing people.

His world influence increased again by nearly 200 points.

Enough to send a future letter.

in other words.

Su Wen is not at a loss.

ten minutes later.

Noah's call came.

Su Wen walked to the alley where people had been evacuated and answered the phone:

"Mr. Kevin, tonight's auction at Walker's Bar is actually hosted by the Fars Chamber of Commerce.

It is said that they have recently obtained a lot of good goods from the Lost Sea Route."

Hear from the Fars Chamber of Commerce.

Suvin thought back to that night in Detroit.

I also thought of the fat middle-aged Jewish man whose face seemed simple and honest, but whose eyes were full of shrewdness and calculation.

Think about it now.

He really has a good eye for things.

after all.

Old York even called in a round of aerial bombardment when the armed forces came to surround the town.

Besides.

Detroit is an important port city on the North Atlantic coast of Canada, north of Windsor.

It happens to be near the first border route of the Lost Sea.

Think about it now.

Dealing with the Swanton Group by himself actually helped him a lot invisibly.

He smiled.

He took out a satellite phone modified with virtual positioning from the storage box.

then.

Called Caroline's number:

"Miss Announcer, help me contact Old Walker.

I have a friend who happens to want to buy some underground auction items in Moscow."

“Two glasses of black velvet.

Mr. Legend Driver, I know you are good at bartending.

If you are willing to agree to this small condition of mine.

I agree to help you convey this news to that mercenary businessman Walker through the data springboard."

"Being able to make cocktails for a beautiful lady.

That would be my honor."

Su Wen replied with a gentle smile.

then.

He heard Miss Hacker's sweet smile on the other side of the phone:

"Fortunately, I always thought Mr. Laine, the legend of the Night Watch, was a wooden person.

I didn't expect to be so good at talking.

Thank you for your honesty.

I love listening to it."

ten minutes later.

He received a message on his phone:

[Can make another deal with Mr. Lain, the legend of Detroit, the city of chaos.

I'm very happy.

Go tell the organizer of the Moscow underground auction that you have reserved VIP box number 258.

He will understand.

As for the reward.

I think that being able to invest in Mr. Lain's plan is the greatest reward that the Fars Chamber of Commerce can get.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. Yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]

From:York-Fowler

A kind businessman who pursues profits but also cherishes friendship]

Su Wen smiled.

Old York's assessment of his "pursuing interests" is very fair.

But the word 'cherish friendship'.

In his opinion, there may still be a dozen question marks.

perhaps.

Simpson, who was willing to go against his faith to attend Sunday at the small church in front of the door for a free lunch, probably has a lot in common with this big profiteer.

at this time.

The night in Moscow is getting darker.

Maybe it's because of the appearance of the out-of-control person.

This originally noisy art district slowly became quiet.

Many of the shining lights of various colors were extinguished one after another, leaving only rows of hanging lamps lighting up the interior of the shop.

It also allows them to occasionally glimpse the classical decorations showing the Baroque style.

He said to Angelia:

"Let's go, we should go find Noah and the others to make peace."

To prevent anyone from following you.

Su Wen deliberately walked the uninhabited path with Angelia.

After wandering around for a little more than five minutes.

They arrived at the entrance of a bar with flashing neon lights.

at the same time.

Roaring heavy metal rock music also roared continuously from the two large speakers.

Perhaps, unlike the quiet atmosphere of the Owl Bar, this is the place where humans can really spend their energy all night long.

Enter the house.

Mr. Foster and Noah were sitting in a booth at the corner of the bar, with two glasses of beer in front of them.

There are only four of them here.

Meet Angelia and Su Wen.

Noah spread his hands and said:
To be continued...