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Chapter 1990 Changes

Natasha shrugged her shoulders and replied without any concealment: "Yes, I am a little bit kind to you. After all, it is the first time I met you, and it is normal for you to distrust. If you were willing to be transported by me in the coffin? I think the fifth young master would definitely not want to do it either."

"In addition to distrust, I have always been cautious."

Natasha smiled faintly: "I like to take the initiative to control it."

Zhou Buqun's mouth curled up a joke, and then replied without comment: "Don't say that your request is too much. Even if I am willing to lie in the coffin with you, if I don't follow the team to complete the level, if there is a little chaos on the road, the overall plan will be in vain."

He took a step forward and stared at Natasha and said, "Think about it yourself. If you encounter a naughty young man at the level and insist on checking, and I am not at the scene to control the situation, the elite Zhou family cannot contact Zhao Heng in time to settle the matter. You said, will we be killed by random guns then?"

"You took control of me, but the situation was out of control!"

Zhou Buqun's words made Natasha frown slightly. Obviously, what this guy said made sense, but she still kept quiet: "I admit you are right, but this kind of resignation to fate is far better than you who controls my life and death. After all, if something happens, two people can face it together."

Natasha's eyes flashed with a cunning and a clear speech added: "I can even deliberately treat you as a hostage. As long as you cooperate closely, I will have a 70% chance of survival. The fifth young master will be willing to be my hostage after all my efforts to think about my life."

"Can you not trust me?"

Hearing Natasha's abacus clamoring, Zhou Buqun tilted his head and sneered: "You don't trust me, but you want me to believe you completely. This method of leaving Beijing is still what I thought of. Natasha, don't you think this is unfair? It seems that our cooperation is difficult to carry out."

Natasha stretched out her hand and closed her hair, her blue eyes became sharper: "Not to mention this trust that both parties have tangled up, now let me listen to what you need the mafia to repay? The five young masters tried their best to think about my life. They would never do good things purely without asking for rewards, right?"

She slightly raised her plump and perky chest and restored her gentleness and charm of a two-part woman: "Do you want to establish a long-term connection with me and get the support of the mafia to help you get to power, or do you want the mafia to give you huge amounts of money and territory after the matter is done? Or do you want me to owe you a big favor?"

"Natasha, don't pay too much attention to your abilities!"

Zhou Buqun curled his lips in response to Natasha's words and smiled without comment: "Support me to the top, let alone you, Natasha, even the godfather of the mafia may not be able to operate. I have no shortage of territory and money, and I don't need to save you for money. It's the truth that owes me a favor."

"I want you to help me do something that is inconvenient to me."

Natasha looked at Zhou Buqun with her hands on her back, and a hint of interest and curiosity rose in her eyes. She wanted to know what Zhou Buqun would ask her to do to exchange this time. She asked calmly: "The fifth young master is already so awesome, I wonder what else can't be done?"

Zhou Buqun took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Natasha. "This is a photo of King Guang of Zhou. After I save you and leave the capital, you find someone to shovel it while Zhao Heng and the others are not prepared. I am full of anger towards Zhao Heng and always want to find justice for him."

When Natasha took the photo and examined it, Zhou Buqun added resentfully: "But it is difficult to kill him, so he could only shovel the cemetery of King Guang that he protected, so he could only let him slap in the face with a mute eating berberine, and let him know that I am not a person who can be trampled on at will."

"Shut off King Guang of Zhou?"

Natasha looked at the grave of the nameless hill in the photo, and her eyes flashed with confusion: "Not to mention that King Zhou Guang is a worshiper of the Zhou family, shoveling him will make Zhou family dissatisfied. Even Zhao Heng will get angry. Aren't you afraid that he will seek revenge on you? And will it be shameless to attack a grave?"

Zhou Buqun obviously had expected this topic, and swayed gently while holding a jade cigarette butt: "In the eyes of Zhou, King Guang of Zhou, I have transported the coffin back to the United States by me, so the cemetery on the hill is a masterless tomb. Scrapping it off will not cause Zhou's emotions to be turbulent."

His eyes narrowed slightly and showed coldness: "As for Zhao Heng and Zhou Qiqi, they would not publicize the cemetery being shoveled, because they did not want Zhou to think about King Guang of Zhou anymore, so he would not denounce me on the surface, but would only take revenge on me secretly."

When Natasha nodded slightly, Zhou Buqun added carelessly: "If you take revenge secretly, he can only come to Washington to find me. If you don't have the support of your mafia in the United States, what can Zhao Heng fight against Zhou? Even the mafia can stab him and vent his anger."

“Good plan!”

Natasha's eyes flashed with praise, and then said meaningfully: "It is not difficult for someone to wipe out King Zhou Guang's cemetery. As long as we return to the United States, Zhao Heng will remove the protection of the grave. He will not expect that someone will take action again, and it is almost no difficulty to destroy it."

She looked like she was chasing the truth: "But I always feel a little strange. You worked hard to save me at the risk of your life, but just asked me to shovel the tomb of King Zhou Guang for you. This effort is completely inconsistent with the gain. Does the fifth young master have other ideas?"

"And why did the fifth young master hate Zhao Heng?"

Natasha never believed that there was a free lunch in the world: "As far as I know, you have no contact or holidays before. The specific grudge between Zhou and him should not be so strong. After all, it was to destroy the cemetery of King Zhou Guang to lure Zhao Heng into a trap."

Zhou Buqun suddenly became angry, and held the jade pipe with his right hand, and the murderous aura on his face was uncontrollable. When Natasha's heart trembled slightly, Zhou Buqun roared: "He stole the woman I like and kissed in front of me. Do you think I can't hate him?"

When Natasha was surprised by his words and felt the anger without water, Zhou Buqun took a step forward and added: "So I want to kill this bastard. If I can't kill him in the capital, I will tempt him to the United States to deal with it. The reason why I asked the mafia to dig out King Zhou Guang's grave."

"Because he is your enemy too!"

Zhou Buqun shouted clearly: "You will definitely achieve the results I want when doing things. Of course, I have another meaning in this transaction with you, that is, to establish a close relationship between you and me, and to cooperate with each other to become bigger and stronger without damaging each other's interests."

Natasha didn't have much emotional ups and downs on her face. She took over Zhou Buqun's topic: "Although you were talking in a mess, I believe this is your voice. I am willing to reach this deal with you, but this cooperation still has the trust problem that began to be mentioned. I am not at ease lying in the coffin."

Natasha lowered her head and thought for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, saying, "There is only one method. The fifth young master does not need to leave with me in the coffin. I am just afraid that it will make the fifth young master feel unhappy again, so let it go, so as not to make everyone get upset and hurt the kindness."

Looking at Natasha's hesitation, Zhou Buqun's eyes turned cold and impatient, and then his voice became low: "Apart from the method you just said, give a second solution! I will do it as I will! Miss Natasha, there is not much time left, let's do it quickly."

"The way is-"

Just as Natasha was about to tell her a way, her phone suddenly vibrated. She put on her earplugs to answer for a while. Her face couldn't stop changing. Then she said to Zhou Buqun: "Someone is coming around the park and lakeside. When you arrive in ten minutes, we must leave immediately!"

"Let's talk about cooperation another day, this is my phone number!"

Natasha stuffed a note into Zhou Buqun's hands, and then led ten companions to retreat quickly. Zhou Buqun's expression also became solemn. He didn't expect anyone to find this place, but he did not immediately evacuate the island by the lake, but let all his subordinates hide in the shadows.

Natasha is the thorn in the eye that Zhao Heng wants to get rid of. It is understandable that he runs away in a hurry to avoid losing his life, but Zhou Buqun did not give Zhao Heng an excuse to kill him, so as long as it is not conclusive with Natasha, it doesn't matter at this moment even if Zhao Heng appears in front of him.

After all, no one stipulated that he could not go out for a walk in the middle of the night. When Zhou Buqun himself hid in the shadow, his eyes saw a man in gray next to him who was leaving Natasha, who was wearing a paper mask, and was tall and tall. Standing next to Natasha was like a guardian god.

Zhou Buqun frowned: I didn’t expect that Natasha would have a master beside her!

Then he couldn't help but sigh at Natasha's caution about this meeting. In addition to the ten elite mafia players on the surface, there was also a master in secret to use his trump card. Fortunately, he had no intention of killing tonight, otherwise he would have been a scene of losing both sides. He then wondered whether Natasha could escape!

Natasha was also considering this issue at this time. They quickly entered a tree-lined path when they got off the pedal boat. This was the most remote path in the park. You can enter the hill behind by passing through it. When you go down from the hill, you will enter a street where they have parked their prepared cars.

Just as they walked halfway through the tree-lined path, the two people in front immediately made a silence to Natasha. Then, they looked at the 100-meter path ahead with sharp eyes. Compared to the half-way path I just walked, the second half was obviously much more silent, and there was no sound!

The elite mafia did not move, and Natasha did not move either!

They stood like statues in the middle of the path, motionless.

They are all waiting for what they want!
Chapter completed!
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