4944: C4944 No I Have to Run

C4944 No I Have to Run

Oh...

Hehe...

Hehehe...

Charlie Rockefeller had not only roasted him on the fire, he had even poured a pot of oil on the fire!

At this moment, Mitchell's back was prickly. Every minute and every second felt like a year.

"Cough, cough ~"

Mitchell covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed awkwardly. He said, "Charlie, let's hurry up and leave. We must not let Old John wait for us."

"It's fine. Mr. John specifically instructed me to slow down."

"He told me that you are old and that your legs are not convenient. You must step on it with every step!"

Charlie Rockefeller smiled faintly.

Hey, hey, hey. Even if he turned hostile, he wouldn't flip so quickly.

Just now, Charlie Rockefeller had said that he should do it as soon as possible.

But how long had it been?

In just two to three minutes, Charlie Rockefeller had changed his mind.

He even said that he had to consider that his legs were not good.

Hehe...

Was his legs not good?

He did not know how good his legs were!

He could even run now!

However, when he saw the faint smile on Charlie Rockefeller's face and the words that were about to come out of his mouth, Mitchell forcefully swallowed them back down.

He could finally tell.

Today, the people of Rockefeller's family had made up their minds to push it into the fire pit.

Did they have to burn him to ashes?

"Hu ~"

Mitchell let out a long breath and adjusted his state of mind.

He decided not to speak anymore. No matter what Charlie Rockefeller said, he would not continue.

He did not believe that Charlie Rockefeller alone could still sing about the two of them.

It was clear that Mitchell was muttering about Charlie Rockefeller.

Although Mitchell didn't respond, this didn't affect Charlie Rockefeller's mood in the slightest.

The corner of Charlie Rockefeller's mouth curled up slightly. He smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Mitchell, I heard that the Rothschild family has recently changed the head of the family?"

Mitchell:... ""1

He still wanted to talk to him?

Hehe...

Impossible ~

Even if Charlie Rockefeller were to point his gun at his head, he would not say a single word.

"Sigh, the news has spread throughout the entire business world. The new head of the Rothschild family is Arman."

"Elder Mitchell, you might not believe it. Actually, many people in the business world are laughing at the Rothschild family."

"A young man in his twenties being elected as the head of the Rothschild clan. Speaking of which, this is indeed somewhat child's play."

"Elder Mitchell, actually, I know that you also think that way, right?"

"According to me, you should be the head of the Rothschild clan."

"Look at you, you need to have the qualifications, the qualifications, the rights..."

... ""

Alright.

Although Mitchell didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that he had underestimated Charlie Rockefeller.

Even without his participation.

Even if he didn't say anything.

Charlie Rockefeller was still able to say what he wanted to say.

He could totally sing the two of them by himself.

In fact, it was even more excessive than when he said the next words.

As long as Charlie Rockefeller was willing.

He could totally use this mouth of his to convince the dead to live.

"Huff ~"

"Huff ~ ~"

Mitchell panted heavily, his eyes shining brightly.

No, this can't go on.

If this goes on, he might really be finished!

He had to increase his speed!

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