"Now that you're here, let's take a good stroll. San Diego is a nice place to be. The crow stood up with a smile and patted Hou Dasheng on the shoulder: "You don't have to worry about everything here, you just need to enjoy it." ”

Hou Dasheng looked at the crow with a wry smile and said softly: "Actually, I want to return to China now, my daughter-in-law and children are still waiting for me in China." I haven't seen them in a long time. If it weren't for this identity, I would have to come to see you again. I would have gone back a long time ago. ”

The crow heard Hou Dasheng's words and couldn't help but fall into silence. After a while, he patted Hou Dasheng's shoulder and sighed leisurely. Then the crow turned away with the cannon. The door opened while the crow left.

Hou Dasheng saw his old acquaintance walk in, and that person was the manager. Yes, the head of the service provider. He was also followed by a white man that Hou Dasheng had never seen. The man who followed the manager was smiling and wearing a well-fitting gray suit. It looks like a lot of style.

"See you again, sir. Congratulations, you have become an injector. The manager was still so polite, and bowed slightly to Hou Dasheng. Then he asked, "Excuse me, can I sit down?!" ”

Hou Dasheng stood up, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the manager: "Of course, we are old friends." That doesn't change just because I'm the injector. Our friendship is still the same, don't be inhibited. ”

After asking the manager to sit down, Hou Dasheng did not ask who the white man next to the manager was. He knew, the steward would tell him. And since the manager brought him here, it means that he needs to exist when the two sides communicate.

"This is Mr. Grandwal. You may not have heard his name, but he is also a funder. Granval didn't seem to care about what the manager said about himself, he just smiled at Hou Dasheng with a reserved smile. Then he stood up and stretched out his hand.

Hou Dasheng also smiled and shook hands with Granval. Then he said to the main pipe: "You are wrong about this, although I have not met Mr. Grandval. But I've heard his name from other people's mouths. For example, Mr. Figori. ”

Despite the mention of Figori, neither the Steward nor Granwal's expressions seemed to change. The steward, still smiling, said softly, "Yes, Mr. Grandwal and Mr. Figory have had some crossovers before. ”

"To be precise, I have a deep intersection with him." Granwal looked at Hou Dasheng with a smile, and did not avoid this topic at all: "In fact, we have been in contact indirectly. Mr. Cook, I was on the periphery when you were under siege. Of course, I was evacuated later. ”

Hou Dasheng had the same smile on his face as Grandwal and the manager: "Yes, I know." Maybe it's all part of the plan, isn't it?! ”

"Your instincts are sharp." Granval didn't deny it, he nodded seriously and bluntly: "Yes, everything is planned to be like this. We just executed the plan and everything was a process. ”

After a few words of dialogue, Hou Dasheng can already judge a lot of situations. First of all, Granval was originally a man of crows. All this can be said to have been arranged by the crows. Hou Dasheng's judgment was no problem.

In this way, Granwal is also telling Hou Dasheng that everything I do is not something I can do if I want to do or I can not do it if I want to do it. I didn't have a choice but to go. At the end of the day, whether to live or die, everyone is betting on luck.

"Artillery and compressors, I hope you will treat them well. They are all nice people. It was also at this time that Granwal put away his smile. Sincerely and sincerely bowed to Hou Dasheng slightly: "I know, you will definitely not let them die." But ......"

Seeing a tangled expression on Grandval's face, he sighed after a while, "I know you won't allow them to leave your control, and I understand this very well. But I owe them, so I hope you can give them some kind ......"

Hou Dasheng paused thoughtfully, then looked at Grandwal and said with a smile: "Figol, you have already figured out their foundation, haven't you?!" ”

"My father died at their hands." Granwal spread his hands and said softly, "They thought I didn't know. Of course, they also thought about killing me. If it weren't for the number of times someone deliberately protected me. ”

Well, Hou Dasheng probably guessed what the situation was. Sure enough, Grandval continued: "Actually, Figory wanted to be the manager at the time. Yes, he had that idea. My father thought it was too risky, and we were in a good situation right now. What is needed is to keep it up......"

"However, not everyone will be satisfied with the capital in their hands. Greed will make them want more. Even if they've got all the ......"