Chapter 387 A Call from Mr. King
"I don't need your intervention in my marriage in Charlotte Collins." Charlee Ford sneered, his eyes full of irony.
When she finished saying this, she wanted to get up and go out.
At this time, Long Peikai stopped her coldly: "Stop, where do you want to go?"
"It has nothing to do with you!" Charlee Ford said in an understatement.
"Ha ha, don't think I don't know what your idea is. You said that the dragon is not worthy of you, so you want to find another man, right?" Long Peikai looked at her with sarcasm on her face, and her tone was determined: "Don't think I don't know, you have been very close to William Bryan recently."
Charlee Ford raised his eyebrows without the slightest look of alarm on his face.
Since she went to William Bryan fair and square before, she didn't expect to hide Long Peikai from her proximity to William Bryan, so it was her expectation that he mentioned it now.
"So, what does this have to do with my uncle? It was my uncle before. You asked me to approach Bai Muyan and Xu Tengfei. Why are you unhappy now?" Charlee Ford sarcastically said.
Long Peikai stared at her and said coldly, "Don't think that you and William Bryan grew up together, and he will like you. Don't blame me for not reminding you. William Bryan was a married man before, and he loved that woman very much. You can't get involved at all."
Charlee Ford smiled and curled his lips in his heart.
Get involved? She doesn't need to get involved at all. William Bryan belongs to her.
However, her attitude, in Long Peikai's eyes, is dead mouse feels no cold. He looked at her with gnashing teeth, and his eyes seemed to shoot two holes in her body.
"You are not to leave the Collins until the party begins!" Long Peikai ordered coldly.
Say that finish, he made a wink to the servant next to him. "Take the big lady back to the room."
Charlee Ford sneered, turned around and said, "I don't need anyone to take it, I can go back by myself." Say that finish and turned into the room.
But not long after returning to her room, Charlee Ford's mobile phone rang, and it was still the private mobile phone she didn't often use, which was almost known to only a few people.
Charlee Ford picked it up and saw that it was a strange number. She frowned slightly and connected the phone.
"Miss Long, long time no see. It seems that it has been a long time since I left last time." A slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.
Charlee Ford's face changed and instantly recognized his voice!
It's Mr. Kim!
Charlee Ford ironically pulled the corners of his mouth. It's really a wave of unrest. Long Peikai hasn't been solved here, and Mr. Jin has joined in the fun there.
"If I remember correctly, we haven't seen each other for three days." Charlee Ford sneered with a blank face.
"Three days? The effect of the drug is only one week. If Miss Long doesn't come to me, there is no guarantee that she can get the antidote in time next time." Mr. King said slowly.
Charlee Ford heard this and was silent for a moment.
So far, she has not developed an antidote to the bug, so now, she can only rely on Mr. Kim, there is no other way.
Thinking of this, she squinted slightly and asked, "So, what do you want me to do?"
"There will be a gladiatorial match at ten o'clock this evening. I hope you can come out and help me defeat my opponent." Mr King stated his purpose directly.
"Where is the address?" Charlee Ford promised readily.
Mr. King smoked a cigarette and showed a satisfied smile. "At 9:30 in the evening, I will send someone to pick you up."
Say that finish, he hung up the phone.
Charlee Ford looked at the blackened screen, and his eyes fell into darkness.
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At 9:30 in the evening, Charlee Ford changed his face at will, avoided the Collins's monitoring, and ran out of the Collins over the wall.
As soon as she turned out of the alley of the villa, a black car stopped in front of her, the window rolled down, and the exposed face was the woman who wanted to cooperate with Charlee Ford before.
The woman waved and raised her chin. "Get in the car, Charles."
Charlee Ford nodded, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in. He screwed his eyebrows and asked, "Why did you pick me up?"
The daughter hooked her lips, showing a contemptuous radian at the corners of her mouth, and said, "I am no longer useful to Mr. Kim. Fortunately, he still trusts me, so he found me something to do."
"No use value?" Charlee Ford frowned slightly.
"Yes, since I lost to Dave last month... Mr. King has never let me go to the arena again, and I have been following him on some other work." The woman said slowly.
She said, paused, sighed again, and laughed: "To him, people are only valuable and worthless. Believe me, although he is so polite to you now, once you lose the game, you will definitely end up worse than me."
Charlee Ford twisted her eyebrows and said nothing, but she agreed with the woman's words.
At that time, the atmosphere in the car was somewhat stagnant.
I don't know how long, after passing a red light in front, the woman stopped, raised her hand and lit a cigarette, squinted and asked her: "How is your research on antidote?"
"Although I have analyzed the general ingredients, I don't know some of them." Charlee Ford answered truthfully.
The woman's face did not show a surprised look. She shook her head. "I knew that if the antidote to the poison in southern Xinjiang was really so easy to develop, it would not have been used by Mr. Jin for so many years."
Charlee Ford looked at her, Silence took Silence, and continued, "But one of the most important things, I know where it is."
"What?"
"Bauhinia, on Yongle Island."
"Yongle Island..." The woman pondered for a moment, as if thinking. Suddenly, she frowned slightly and said, "Yongle Island? Isn't that where we are going this time?"
"You're going too?"
"Yes, Yongle Island is a paradise for gladiators and a pure land for fighters. How can people like Mr. Jin who advocate Victor not go?" The woman said, glancing at Charlee Ford, and her eyes showed a touch of clarity: "So you will take part in underground fighting because you want to get the quota to Yongle Island?"
Charlee Ford nodded. "Right."
"Tut, it's superfluous." The woman shook her head, put out the cigarette butt and started the car. "But maybe you have your own destiny. You are lucky to meet me."
The car stopped at the entrance of a clubhouse.
Charlee Ford looked at the somewhat dilapidated clubhouse sign and the only light that was not bright, and hesitated and did not go in.
"What are you doing?" The woman walked in front of her and smiled. "Come in with me."