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Chapter 133 Another visit!

Edward quickly went downstairs, and the doorbell was still ringing. Tom and Jerry stood on the left side behind the door with their hands in their clothes.

"Ed, I'm Elena..." A shout came from outside the door.

"Fuck!" Edward's head was about to explode!

Why did this woman come to the door at this time?

Tom and Jerry gestured him not to open the door.

Edward doesn't care!

If you have the will of you, you can shoot!

After opening the door, Ilena rushed in with a quick glance, and then quickly followed two guys in suits.

Tom and Jerry's muscles were tightened, but his hands were still inserted into the lantern and did not take them out.

The two guys in suits also had the same expression and movement.

"fxxk" Irena closed the door casually.

"Hey, don't do this for you four, relax. Don't do this. OK. Donald and Mickey, just step back and stand behind me. We want to show sincerity." Elena leaned on the sofa boldly.

"Donald, Mickey?" Edward kept black and thought to himself that Disney is here to hold a conference?

"Congratulations, Ed." She smiled a little reluctantly, her lips raised high, but Yuan Yixiao's charming eyes were not moving at this moment.

"You?" Edward "What's going on?"

"Let's go short, I can give you what conditions they gave you last night. There is only one purpose, you must do your best." Ilena's face was a little bad, but her temperament was still charming and charming.

"Can you do?" Edward was a little disbelief.

"What else can I do now? I have said about the Democratic group of Bichi who are not rules! I would have pestered you 24 hours a day if I had known it!" She took up a bottle of vodka from the bar on her own, "It's only half a bottle... shit"

I didn't need a cup, just take a sip.

"Ah, it's so comfortable, listen." She stood in front of Edward and put her right hand on his shoulder. "I didn't know that bastard came yesterday. I guess it was Solomon. He must have offered you a big price to let you go in court. Most of the time, he would say that there are a lot of opportunities for cooperation in the future."

Tom and Jerry's already slightly relaxed expression immediately became nervous again.

"Two things that have never seen the world, calm me down. If I were willing, the opposite side would have arranged snipers on the roof of the opposite room to smash your heads." Ilena angrily scolded, "Solomon dared not be presumptuous in front of me."

She sighed heavily, "I don't know he has offered you the price code. Of course, with these two guys here, I won't be stupid enough to ask you to say it."

"But if it's not surprising, it's nothing more than a lot of money, and then using privileges to get you promoted quickly in the judicial or administrative field. I'm right. OK    You don't need an answer."

"He can offer such a price, of course I can do it, and dear," Elena pinched her blonde hair with her right hand and swept Edward's face with the ends of her hair. "I don't ask you to violate your conscience and professional ethics. This is definitely a big profit for you. As long as you act according to the original plan, you can get a generous reward. Secondly, I can't threaten you, it's a hell. This matter sounds like I paid a big price and asked you to abide by the law and work hard to handle the case! Should the President and the Attorney General give me a medal?"

"So, if you're smart enough, you should know what to choose."

"Besides, I'm more interested in you than Solomon." She touched Edward's chin. "Tsk, unshaven, look at your face, obviously you didn't sleep well last night, and you were drunk again."

"I'm not late yet, you haven't made up your mind yet. So can you decide now? Hey, do you want to do something unusual under the attention of four people?" Elena began to be honest with her right hand.

"Let me be quiet..." Edward knocked it out

"I'm really a bad temper. Listen, if you work with me, you don't need to betray your conscience, and your teacher, and you can get the same or even more benefits. To be honest, I like you very much, and I'm very open-minded. If you don't believe me, you can call Megan here now..."

"Don't mention Miss Ruthberg," Edward said viciously.

Elena took out her cigarette and lit it on her own regardless of Edward's look of killing.

"Hu" the green smoke squirted on Edward's face.

"I bet you must have been more polite to Solomon yesterday than to me now. Aren't you?"

"Nothing Solomon."

"A clever man." Ilena punched him in the chest regardless of slightness or heavyness.

"I'm sorry, I was emotional, emotional just now..." Edward felt embarrassed.

Indeed, Solomon came over and killed people and cut his fingers; he was polite to him.

Ilena offered the same conditions, and the relationship between the two sides was much deeper, and she was a beautiful woman. She was indeed too lacking in gentlemanly demeanor.

"Last night" Elena's left hand smoke and vodka in her right hand, leaned against the sofa, and her legs rested on the coffee table. She could appreciate the beautiful scenery from Edward's perspective, which made him feel a little better.

Looking at her curly hair, Edward couldn't help but sigh, "Smoking, drinking, and perming are not good at slapping..."

"Last night" Elena repeated, "My people told me that someone had entered this house and only one came out soon after. I knew it was in trouble at that time. This was my mistake. I didn't expect them to leave two people by your side to 'help' you make a decision."

"I called you later, but no one answered, but the lights in your study were on. So, as an old friend, I could only come over and care about you early in the morning."

"Okay, I'm leaving. These two people stay with you, so what shameful things do those lowly people do? I really don't understand why I don't want to fight in a dignified way?"

"Grand?" Edward smiled bitterly

"Hey, our department victims, don't forget that during the 60th JFK and Nixon election, there were a lot of problems in the ticket counting machine in Chicago under Mayor Daly, and the votes voted for the Republican Party were counted on the head of JKF. And they also controlled both houses and the High Court, so we had to admit it."

"But there is no evidence..."

"Wow, if the evidence is destroyed, there is no, but you have seen Daly's style of doing things on the TV. It's really good. The Russians mocked us for providing us with all the materials we took the initiative to provide, but we really gave foreign forces a knife."

Ilena seemed very frustrated. She drank the remaining wine for two sips, picked up another bottle and unscrewed the lid.

"Hey, hey, you've already drunk a lot..." Edward quickly stopped, "I'll pour you a glass of water..."

"What a man of affection and righteousness." Elena was confused in her color. She held the cigarette in her mouth, freed her left hand to stroke Edward's cheek, and said vaguely, "You are a good person. Maybe I will really fall in love with you. At least you were really caring about me just now, not wanting to take the opportunity to get some advantage."

"Take advantage? I don't have the intention now..."

"Yes, I hope this matter can be resolved successfully. I hope we can continue to be friends..." Elena leaned forward.

Edward did not move and let her do it. He didn't believe that the other party could do anything out of order in front of the four outsiders.

"Ed, I'm in a miserable situation this time, because I didn't expect Solomon to take action himself and take such shameless means to force me to pay more. This will greatly reduce my year-end dividends. If one day I'm driven out by the landlord because I can't afford the rent, remember to take me in... Anyway, you have many bedrooms here, and my ability is beyond your imagination."

“bye”

After saying that, he opened the door, grabbed the cigarette in his left hand and fucked his hair with half a bottle of vodka in his right hand and left.

Edward looked at her silently as her graceful back gradually disappeared, and he didn't know what to say.

"You four are willing to do it!" He was too lazy to pay attention to these two pairs of live treasures. He turned around and closed the study door, as if the small study room was his brain. With a "bang", all the worries immediately left him.

At least it's gone.

But I'm still upset.

However, the two people brought by Elena made him feel much more at ease. Although there were only two in the room, judging from the woman's style of doing things, it is estimated that there are still many supporters nearby, so his life safety can be at least guaranteed.

In other words, if the cat and mouse really do not benefit them, they will be afraid of the existence of Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse, so they can only call for more people.

And the worst plan is that even if you die, the other party will go through a lot of trouble in dealing with the body. So for this reason, it is probably too lazy to kill people.

Edward still regards his life very importantly.

If you can be slack, you will be slack...

He had the urge to ask Elena to protect Ruthberg and Judys, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

There is no need at the moment.

Everything is in your own choice.

But what exactly should I do?

Faced with this mess, Edward was really exhausted. If he had to choose again, he would definitely not have intervened.

But is this really the case?

Ruthberg's anxious and caring tone and the jealousy afterwards seemed to be clearly suggesting that even if it happened again, Mr. Edward Yang would probably jump in resolutely.

Forget it, the trial will be held for two days anyway.

He lay down at the desk again and began to study how to deal with Judge Leyard.

It seemed as if as long as Judge Leyard could admit defeat, all the troubles would disappear on its own.

At noon, Edward ordered 6 large pieces of pizza to deliver.

He took one of the meals upstairs by himself, and the remaining five were for the four animation stars.

As for why order six, not five?

This is how he considered it. Faced with five pizzas, it would be better to divide the spoils and fight each other. This is the traditional wisdom of killing four people in five pizzas.

The result of course disappointed him. When he went downstairs again, both sides still stared at each other with big eyes, but the five pizza boxes were empty, and there were a lot of empty Coke bottles.

"Fuck, this white ghost has a low IQ..." He cursed and went upstairs, closed the door, and began to study how to cross-examination.

Several hours passed in a flash, and seeing the sky was dark, Edward stood up and stretched, and lay on the windowsill to see the street view. This was one of his useful ways of recreational rest.

Looking down at Brooklyn’s various people passing by under his nose, it always makes people feel a lot of emotion, “It’s so good to have money…”

But today he didn't have the mentality to sigh. The four cartoon stars downstairs were a problem, but the most important thing was that he found a familiar figure jumping out of a taxi from the corner of the street.

The evening breeze blew with her brown-red hair, and she didn't have the time to sort out her clothes. She just looked at the small notes in her hand and checked the house number one by one.

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