After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 369 The Fu family is going to be in chaos

"Half Moon,"

Shiwan's red lips parted slightly, and said truthfully.

"A poison that only occurs in the middle of the night, and its toxicity is very special."

half moon?

He Yan frowned, apparently he had never heard of it.

However, it has not been detoxified until now, which shows that the poison is not easy to detoxify.

"If you need my help, just let me know."

With a serious face, He Yan spoke in a deep voice.

"If I can do it, I will never refuse, and if I can't, I will find a way to do it."

This is what he owes Ting Chen.

"As expected of Ah Chen's good friend, she is reliable at critical times,"

Shi Wan hooked her lips and said seriously.

"I can cure the poison, it just takes some time."

Can you solve it?

How did Mr. Fu become like this?

He Yan glanced at Shiwan, then at Uncle Yang and Yang Yi.

The pair of upturned peach blossom eyes narrowed slowly, with a bit of clarity in the bottom of the pupils.

"You two are really... a perfect match,"

On his enchanting and handsome face, the habitual indifference appeared again.

"Since the old man is fine, I'll go back first."'

"and many more,"

Shi Wan called He Yan to stop, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Didn't you just tell me if I need help, just say it?"

He Yan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't the old man all right? I take that back."

"late,"

Shi Wan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"I have something to trouble you here."

With a deep voice, she told He Yan her plan.

He Yan raised his eyebrows.

"understood."

The couple were really merciless when they used people.

The news that Mr. Fu was poisoned was confirmed.

For a while, some people were happy and some were sad.

There are many people who are starting to move around.

Of course, they don't know.

Fu Tingchen and Shi Wan are in control of his every move.

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On the other side, Miaojiang, hundreds of kilometers away from Kyoto.

"You mean, the old man was poisoned?"

Fu Wenjie sat up straight and stared at the assistant in front of him with wide eyes.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Infallible,"

The assistant nodded and told Fu Wenjie what happened in Kyoto.

"Could it be that Mr. Fu is addicted to Gu poison?"

Fu Wenjie narrowed his eyes slowly, and said in a deep voice.

"Fu Tingchen came here for this matter?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

If this is the case, it would be considered a great achievement if the old man cured him, and it is not impossible to take another step forward.

Of course, the premise is that the direct line of the Fu family is still there.

The assistant didn't answer.

This kind of thing is not something he can answer.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Jingle Bell--"

At this moment, the mobile phone that was placed aside rang.

After receiving Fu Wenjie's gaze, the assistant immediately picked it up.

"I see."

"Wait for me to ask sir."

The phone hangs up.

"Sir, Mr. Fu is out."

In the assistant's tone, there was a hint of asking for instructions.

"Do we need to send more people to protect him?"

After all, there are many forces in Kyoto who are looking for this trace.

Fu Wenjie took a sip of the tea at hand, but did not answer.

Those slightly swollen eyes were constricted, lost in deep thought.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"Do not care."

The situation in Kyoto is unknown, so it is better for him to wait and see what happens.

He surrendered to the head of the Fu family, not Fu Tingchen.

Whoever takes that position will stand there.

This is the safest way.

At this time, in a luxurious manor in Kyoto.

"News from the Fu family,"

The gray-haired, stern-faced old man picked up the teacup in his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"are you sure?"

There was some doubt in those sharp and deep eyes.

"That old thing from the Fu family is indeed poisonous, and it seems that he won't live long,"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"His cheap granddaughter-in-law has lost her mind, and even asked that kid from the He family to use his connections and money to find a doctor who is good at detoxification,"

He paused, with a cold smile on his lips.

"The Fu family is going to be in chaos."

"Don't be too happy,"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly put down the cup in his hand.

"Whether the Fu family is chaotic or not, the grandparents and grandsons of the direct line have the final say,"

His voice was slow and very dark.

"The old one fell down, and there is a young one. Have you found any trace of Fu Tingchen?"

"I found it, in Miaojiang,"

The middle-aged man nodded, looking at the old man with a complicated expression.

"You said, did he find out about the Same Life Gu?"

"That kid's mind is unfathomable, and it will be a matter of time before he finds out,"

The old man sighed deeply, his old eyes exuded a cold and gloomy look.

"According to our plan, Fu Tingchen should have died long ago,"

The middle-aged man looked extremely gloomy.

"I didn't expect that there would be an extra hour, which would make Fu Tingchen calm down and not kill Sinan,"

He paused.

"But so what if you find it? There is no cure for this Gu poison."

"Things are impermanent, it is better to make more preparations to be safe,"

The old man's voice was very deep, mixed with infinite meaning.

"Reveal Fu Tingchen's whereabouts to those who want to know."

The middle-aged man understood instantly.

"You want to use the hands of the Fu family to solve Fu Tingchen?"

"Of course it's not good to be able to solve it,"

The old man picked up the kettle at hand and opened his mouth slowly.

"If not, I don't mind giving them a hand."

The spout tilts and fills the cup in an instant.

"The Fu family has monopolized the wealth and power in Kyoto for too long, it's time to change."

Feng Shui takes turns, that's what it says.

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the other side.

A black Rolls Royce gallops on the road.

The dignified and handsome man leaned on the back seat, resting with his eyes closed.

The cold aura around him made the atmosphere in the car extremely condensed.

The co-pilot, a thin mercenary with glasses, quickly operated on the computer keyboard with his fingers.

With his movements, the pictures on the screen are constantly switching.

In the end, it was locked on the hotel floor where Fu Tingchen stayed.

In the driver's seat, the mercenary with a scar on the corner of his mouth was watching the rearview mirror vigilantly while driving.

Not long after, he noticed a few cars following in the rearview mirror.

"Boss Fu, someone is following you,"

He spoke in a deep voice, breaking the silence in the car.

"Subordinates, let's get rid of them."

"Do not care,"

Fu Tingchen's thin lips parted slightly, and his deep and hoarse voice exuded a terrifying hostility.

"Let them follow. I want to see what these people want to do."

More precisely, what can be done.

"Yes!"

The mercenary with the scar on the corner of his mouth immediately understood and stopped talking.

The car continued to drive forward steadily, as if not aware of the situation behind.

At this time, several figures also appeared on the hotel surveillance.