Chapter 1002 Fatty Wang’s Sister 1

Chapter 1002 Fatty Wang’s Sister 1

"Hey, Mr. San, how much is it for Lama? 5."

Fatty Wang was really tempted, and when he looked at his sister's rolling pin, he immediately changed the subject.

"No, Third Master, I'm busy at home, so I won't go. I'll definitely go next time."

After hanging up the phone, Fatty Wang moved closer to his sister.

"Sister, I didn't go. I listened to my sister."

"It's good to know. I almost lost my life last time. Don't tell me, you can't see the calculation behind it."

The more Wang Yueyao thought about it, the angrier she became, and she chopped the ribs loudly.

"You can always make money. We have enough money now, so don't go to the grave again."

"Or do you want your sister to go to the tomb to find your body, and then die in the tomb together."

Wang Yueban became anxious and made a few "Pah" sounds.

"Sister, please don't blame me, Gods of the Four Directions, for what I said was wrong."

“Sister, my dear sister, hurry up and spit.

Yueyue never went to the tomb again after that.

I swear. "

Seeing that her younger brother Wang Yueban cared about her, Wang Yueyao pouted a few times.

My brother won't joke with her life.

After all, they have depended on each other for so many years. Wang Yueyao cares about her younger brother, and Wang Yueban also cares about her older sister.

Without his sister, he would have starved to death long ago.

In the past, we would go to small tombs and earn little, but it was safe.

This time, it was because foreigners hired him and paid him in US dollars, so he went.

In this era of monthly wages of a thousand yuan, the hiring fee is several years' salary of others. Add on a few items and it would be more than ten years' salary of others. If you're lucky, wouldn't it be even more?

So wealth and honor are achieved through risk.

However, Wu Sansheng's expression on the other side did not look good.

There were changes in the plan.

Without Wang Pangzi, a man of loyalty and righteousness, to mediate between them, Wu Xie and Xiao Ge would lack a lubricant.

Fatty Wang hung up the phone decisively, leaving only a busy tone in the receiver.

Wu Sansheng held the phone in his hand until his knuckles turned white. The smile on his face instantly faded away, leaving only gloom.

He slowly put down the phone, and his sharp eyes swept over the people sitting or standing in the room - Jie Lianhuan, Pan Zi, and a few trusted associates. The air seemed to freeze.

"What do you think, Sansheng? Did Fatty agree?" Jie Lianhuan came over and asked. He was responsible for contacting people and knew Fatty Wang's position in the plan very well.

Wu Sansheng snorted, with undisguised annoyance: "It didn't work. That fat guy was kept at home by his sister, and he even said nonsense like 'I'll definitely do it next time'."

He slammed his phone heavily on the eight-immortals table next to him, making a dull sound.

Xie Lianhuan's brows knitted into knots immediately: "Ah? How can we do this? Without him, can those two do it?"

He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood his meaning.

Wu Xie is a curious and courageous kid, but he has very little experience and easily panics when encountering problems.

As for brother Zhang Qiling, he is a taciturn god with a mind as deep as the sea. He acts entirely based on his intuition and cannot produce any result even if you hit him with ten sticks.

Putting these two people together is like an extreme collision of ice and fire, one is too hot, the other is too cold. What's missing in between is Fatty Wang's thick-skinned character, the ability to make jokes and the energy to risk his life to protect his brothers.

"Bullshit!" Wu Sansheng grabbed his hair in annoyance, the veins on his forehead throbbing faintly.

"Xiao Xie, that kid, is eager to jump on and study any strange thing he sees. Without an experienced person who knows the business and can control the situation to guide him, he will fall into the trap in a minute!

Bro?

The guy is really capable, but you know his temper. He wouldn’t even make a sound even if the sky fell.

If Tian Zhen asks too many questions, he can just leave the person there or even disappear!

The little bit of 'communication' between the two of them was only possible because of the fat man's broken mouth and fat rolling around in the middle!"

It is not easy to find a tomb robber who is loyal and has a bottom line. Fatty Wang was selected after observing them for a long time.

Pan Zi stood aside, his face also a little solemn: “Third Master, Fatty is not here, I’m afraid that the Third Master and the little brother can’t even say a few words.

What if we run into some problems along the way, or if we disagree, or if Young Master San doesn’t understand what I mean, and I’m too lazy to explain… this…”

This is fucking going to kill people.

Wu Sanxing understood it very well.

He carefully designed the game, and every step required key pieces to be in place.

Fatty Wang looks like a reckless man, but he plays the role of an indispensable bridge, buffer zone, and even translator between Wu Xie and Brother.

He can wake Wu Xie up with a slap when he acts silly, and he can also make jokes to ease the atmosphere when Brother is silent. He can also use his own twisted logic to explain some of Brother's seemingly inhumane behaviors to Wu Xie, so that Wu Xie can feel at ease.

More importantly, Fatty values ​​friendship and is willing to fight for his brothers. At critical moments, he is willing to risk his life to protect Wu Xie.

Now, this crucial "lubricant" is gone.

The combination of Wu Xie and Brother is like a precision machine that is missing a key gear and may break down at any time during the running-in process.

"Damn it, Fatty, he failed at the critical moment!" Wu Sansheng cursed in a low voice, staring out the window with a sinister look, "Did he give too little money? Or did his sister really scare him to death?"

He quickly considered alternative options, but how easy was it to find the right candidate?

He must be knowledgeable, able to handle Wu Xie's naivety and Xiao Ge's indifference, and reliable enough...

Fatty Wang is almost the only candidate.

“Sansheng, what should we do now?

Is the plan still... going on?" Xie Lianhuan asked cautiously.

Time waits for no one, arrangements have already been made over there.

Wu Sansheng was silent for a few seconds, his fingers tapping the table unconsciously.

The gloom on his face slowly settled, replaced by a deeper and colder calculation.

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and in the smoke, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Go on." He spoke in a low voice, with unquestionable determination, "The arrow is on the string and must be shot.

Without Fatty Wang, the road will be blocked?

Xiao Xie...must go down.

Brother, you must go too.

This is fate, there is no escape."

He paused, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an almost cruel arc: "As for the relationship between the two of them, hum. Doesn't Xiao Xie always want to figure it out?

Don’t you always feel that you can do it?

Then let him bang his head against the wall!

The young man certainly has his reasons.

Without the fat man's jokes, perhaps Xiao Xie would be able to see some things more quickly, some bloody truths.

As for running-in, when it hurts, you will naturally know how to cooperate. When someone dies, you will know how to be afraid. "

These words were so cold that Jie Lianhuan and Pan Zi felt a chill in their hearts.

They knew that the Third Master was determined to push the plan through in the most direct and possibly cruel way.

Without Fatty Wang's buffer, the combination of Wu Xie and Brother will soon face an unprecedented and brutal test.

"Notify everyone, and proceed as planned. Tell the people over there," Wu Sansheng pointed in a direction with his eyes, "to keep a close eye on Xiao Xie and Xiao Ge, especially Xiao Xie!

Don’t let him really kill himself!”

He picked up the phone again, the light from the screen reflecting his tense jawline.

Fatty Wang's absence disrupted his plans, but it could also be another catalyst.

But the cost of this catalyst may be beyond everyone's expectations.

The room was filled with a heaviness that suggested a storm was about to come.

Without that smooth and sophisticated fat man, the road ahead is destined to be more rugged and cold.

Even though the Third Master is important, in Pan Zi's eyes, Wu Sanxing is the most important.

Wang Yueyao didn’t know anything about the Wu family. She just instinctively disliked anyone who could endanger her brother’s life.

If I knew, I would be glad to be away from a group of psychopaths.

How can someone who uses children as pawns be a good person?

Fatty Wang was in a very good mood as he ate his sister's braised pork trotters.

If you don’t want to go, then don’t go. Nothing is more important than your sister.