Flower Master in the City Chapter 848

Chapter 848

The night in Toronto seems to be more and more cold. At this moment, in a villa, there is a man in his thirties who looks like a talent. At home, he is also dressed in a suit and formal clothes. At this moment, he is answering the phone.

"I've flown to Toronto in the summer. The plane has landed three hours ago. You'd better be careful. He's looking for you." The voice on the other end of the phone was very low and a little discontented. "I have warned you not to be hard with him. You have to listen to me. Do you think you are great in Toronto? It's only a few dozen hours by air! "

"Don't worry. He doesn't know who I am. He can't come to me. Maybe he just came here to play. The Lake Ontario is a beautiful place." Although the 30-year-old man is quite respectful, he obviously doesn't think he will have any trouble.

After a pause, he added: "besides, this is Canada. Even if he really comes to me, don't be afraid of him. The security measures here are very good. I'm sure that he doesn't dare to make a fool of himself here. Once there is any movement, the police will appear soon."

"You underestimated summer's ability, you underestimated his power, he is not alone, he has a lot of people to help him." The voice at the other end of the phone said with a trace of dissatisfaction, "in a word, you should be careful. Besides, you'd better transfer the recently raised funds out immediately, just in case!"

"OK, I'll transfer the money right away." This man answered, but in his heart he was secretly scolding. He used summer to frighten him. Didn't he just want him to transfer the money out? I'm afraid he swallowed the money.

After hanging up the phone, the man's face was a little clouded. In fact, in Toronto, he was very influential, not because of what he did, but because he had an influential father.

This man is Wei Jiahua. Although he is also a Chinese, he was born and raised in Canada. His grandfather is the first generation of Chinese immigrants here. It is said that although he left the motherland, his grandfather has been thinking about his hometown. So he gave his father a name, Xiangdong, which is always facing the East. And his name, which is also taken by grandpa, should be remembered by him Live, his home has always been China.

Toronto can be said to be a foreign city with the largest number of Chinese. With a population of several million, there are only four and a half million Chinese in Toronto. Such a large number has begun to make Chinese have a certain influence on the city. Wei Xiangdong, Wei Jiahua's father, has a high prestige in the Chinese community. Because of this, Wei Xiangdong has a considerable reputation in Toronto It's said that the mayor of Toronto now has a good relations.h.i.+p with Wei Xiangdong. In the latest mayor election, Wei Xiangdong launched Chinese people to vote for the mayor and made him successful.

As Wei Xiangdong's son, Wei Jiahua also has a natural advantage in the Chinese community in Toronto, which also gives him a better convenience to do some things. Perhaps because of this, it is the reason why he is looked up by that organization.

It seems to be a loose but actually quite strict organization. Although he is the backbone of the organization, he still knows very little. In recent years, he has earned countless funds for the organization, but he still does not know where the funds are going. What he gets is only a small part of it.

"s.h.i.+t, you eat meat, I drink soup, and I worry about my money!" Wei Jiahua scolded angrily, but after the scolding, he still came to the study, opened the computer, and was ready to start the online transfer. He did not dare to disobey the order, because the other party knew all his details. Once he disobeyed the order, he could die at any time.

Wei Jiahua logs on to the bank on the Internet, enters the account that is familiar to him, enters a number with a large string of zeros behind it, and finally confirms the transfer.

It seems that everything is normal, but at this time, Wei Jiahua suddenly found that the computer screen was black, and then, the words on the screen began to flash, and it was in Chinese: "thank you very much for your sponsors.h.i.+p of the goblin, the money has arrived, you can die!"

When Wharton's face changed greatly, he hurriedly knocked on the computer keyboard for a while, but it didn't work at all. On the computer screen, he changed a few words: "you have ten seconds left in your life, and now the countdown begins!"

“10！” Huge Arabic numbers occupy almost the entire computer screen.

“9！”

“8！”

……

Although Wei Jiahua didn't make any sound when he saw the changed number, he felt that a man was yelling at his ear with a big horn. At this moment, Wei Jiahua finally felt panic.

"Come on, come on!" Wei Jiahua suddenly roared.

His villa is equipped with eight security personnel and the best security system. As long as someone comes in, the system will call the police immediately. But now he doesn't hear the alarm. As a matter of fact, no one comes in.

However, according to common sense, once he yells here, the bodyguard will arrive in front of him within one minute. However, one minute later, he still hasn't heard any movement, footsteps or other people's words. The whole villa is surprisingly quiet.

Wei Jiahua felt a strong unease in his heart. He picked up the phone next to him and prepared to call the police. However, when he picked up the microphone, he immediately found that there was no sound in the phone, which made him immediately guess that the phone line should be cut off.

Wei Jiahua picked up the mobile phone again, but immediately found that there was no signal from the mobile phone. At this time, the fear from the bottom of his heart had been oppressed involuntarily.

"Who, who is it? Come out! " Wei Jiahua shouted out of control, but at the same time, he quietly opened the drawer, ready to take out the pistol inside.

Just as he reached into the drawer, Wei Jiahua suddenly felt a sharp pain coming. At a glance, he cried out in horror: "ah..."

Wei Jiahua couldn't help but be frightened, because he suddenly found that his right hand was cut off!

"Idiot, are you looking for me?" A voice suddenly came to his ear, "what a broken place you are, it took me nearly a minute to find a kitchen knife!"

Wei Jiahua suddenly turned around and saw a face that was not strange to him: "you, you, it's summer..."

"Idiot, I said I was going to cut you into eighteen pieces!" Summer a little dissatisfied stare at Wei Jiahua, "don't think you hide far is great, I tell you, want to hurt my wife, although far must kill!"

Kill the word not to fall, summer will wave on the kitchen knife, cut to Wei Jiahua again!